After I died, the sickly prince turned black

After getting into the carriage, You Ziqing wanted to sit further away, but was dragged by Zhao Zhen and fell into his arms.

"Escape from Gu in such a hurry?" Zhao Zhen leaned into You Ziqing's ear, and said sadly, "You Ziqing, you will never escape from Gu's palm in this life, unless you die!"

You Ziqing closed her eyes: "Your Highness misunderstood, I just don't want to get mad at Your Highness..."

"Really?" Zhao Zhen disapproved: "Then you were in the medical clinic just now, and you stared at the sixth brother, so you are not afraid to get angry with him?"

This……

How can you get sick just by looking at it?

You Ziqing was speechless.

With a broad palm covering his forehead, You Ziqing was startled, and looked up at Zhao Zhen.

"It's still quite hot." Zhao Zhen's face was stern: "It's fine if you don't stay at home when you are sick, and you don't even take a servant with you when you go out..."

"Jiu'er is still recuperating, and I'm not used to taking others with me." You Ziqing paused: "When I went out, I didn't feel uncomfortable except for a little fatigue, so I didn't care."

In fact, he felt dizzy when he first arrived at the teahouse, and he even tested the temperature with the back of his hand, but he didn't feel anything, so he would suddenly faint later.

"Your body is too weak, maybe it's the sequelae of the previous poisoning, and you'll have to let the imperial doctor take care of it later."

Zhao Zhen touched You Ziqing's face, it was rare that there was no sullen and hostile look between his brows, and there was still a little tenderness in a trance.

"What are you doing?" You Ziqing didn't dare to relax just because of that little bit of rare tenderness: "The prince hates me so much, wouldn't it be better for me to die of illness like this?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Zhen immediately turned cold.

"Want to die? It's not that easy." Zhao Zhen squeezed You Ziqing's chin, and turned his face to himself: "I haven't had enough fun with you, how can you die?"

You Ziqing was taken aback, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Zhao Zhen couldn't bear to see him like this, so he grabbed his head and pressed it fiercely on his shoulder.

You Ziqing: "..."

He just said he didn't have enough fun, so are you going to smother him to death? !

Fortunately, Zhao Zhen soon realized that something was wrong and let go.

You Ziqing took two mouthfuls of fresh air greedily, but because she was buried on Zhao Zhen's shoulder and neck, this hard inhalation made Zhao Zhen's breath full of the smell of ambergris, which seemed to be mixed with a faint floral fragrance .

This discovery made You Ziqing sniff again.

tsk...

This dog prince is quite fragrant.

Just as he was sighing, when he looked up and saw Zhao Zhen's reddened ears, You Ziqing realized what he had done.However, just as he was about to back away, Zhao Zhen held his head down.

"Does it smell good?" Although Zhao Zhen still had that cold tone, there was obviously a smile in his voice, but he didn't know whether it was a sneer or a mockery.

You Ziqing had no intention of exploring, only full of embarrassment.

The stalking was discovered, so embarrassing that she wanted to scratch the floor of the car, and the toes in You Ziqing's shoes subconsciously curled up.

"Do you smell sweat?" Zhao Zhen turned his head sideways, looked down at You Ziqing whose face was covered with blood, his eyes were full of jokes.

"Cough..." You Ziqing didn't dare to look at Zhao Zhen at all: "No, it's quite, very fragrant."

"Oh?" Zhao Zhen raised the corners of his mouth: "Do you like it?"

"Uh……"

Zhao Zhen lowered his voice and said hoarsely: "Smell more if you like, I'm sure you can smell enough."

You Ziqing: "..."

Seeing You Ziqing's embarrassed and at a loss, Zhao Zhen couldn't bear it anymore, lifted You Ziqing's chin, and kissed those dry and pale lips.

As soon as the kiss was over, You Ziqing, who was already short of breath, almost suffocated to death, all embarrassment was gone, she leaned on Zhao Zhen's shoulder to pant, her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift her eyes.

He squinted his eyes halfway, so he didn't see the flash of distress in Zhao Zhen's eyes.

"Sleep for a while when you feel uncomfortable, and call you when you are alone." Zhao Zhen said in a rare and gentle voice.

You Ziqing closed her eyes for a long time before calling softly, "Your Highness..."

"Huh?" Zhao Zhen moved You Ziqing's head so that he could sleep more comfortably.

"Why do you have the fragrance of flowers on your body?" You Ziqing lowered his voice, "Do you often bathe with flower petals..."

You Ziqing gradually fell silent, Zhao Zhen looked sideways and found that the person had fallen asleep with a pillow on his shoulder.

When You Ziqing woke up, he found that he was lying on the bed in the room, the doors and windows were closed, the room was dark and no light could penetrate, and he didn't know what the weather was outside or what time it was.

You Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see Zhao Zhen. Just as he sat up, the door creaked and was pushed open from the outside. The pungent smell of medicine that wafted in instantly made You Ziqing cringe. brow.

"The third young master is awake?" Liu Cui came in with a medicine bowl, walked to the bed and took a soft pillow behind You Ziqing, and said, "It just so happens that the medicine is ready, and this servant was thinking, I have to call the young master." Wake up."

"Liu Cui, how did I go back to my room?" You Ziqing only remembered being in Zhao Zhen's carriage before falling asleep, and had no memory of what happened after returning home.

"Huh?" Liu Cui was taken aback when she heard the words: "Didn't the young master come back by himself?"

While serving You Ziqing to drink the medicine, he said: "The servant girl saw the door was open earlier, so she came in and took a look at it strangely. The young master was sleeping at that time, and the servant girl saw the medicine bag on the table, so she didn't disturb the young master. Take it to boil."

Hearing this, You Ziqing knew that Zhao Zhen should avoid people and send him back to his room.This guy knows how to avoid people, and he has a bit of conscience.

"Didn't the young master come back by himself?" Seeing You Ziqing in a daze, Liu Cui asked in confusion.

"Oh, I came back by myself." You Ziqing said foolishly, "Maybe I was sleepy, and my brain was in a daze and I didn't react."

Liu Cui nodded: "The young master went out for a visit, it seems that the illness is getting worse, you can go to bed after drinking the medicine, it's really not good, you still have to ask the doctor to come and see."

"Yeah." You Ziqing took the medicine bowl and finished it in one gulp, handed the bowl back to Liu Cui, and asked, "What time is it now, why is it so dark in the room?"

It's fine if the doors and windows are closed, but the light is still so dark with the doors open, which means it's getting late.

But he only went out for a while, so it shouldn't be dark when he comes back to sleep, right?

"It's just past time, so it's early." Liu Cui said, "It's dark in the room because the weather outside is cloudy. Today, it looks like it's going to collapse in darkness. I guess there will be a heavy rain."

You Ziqing nodded when she heard the words: "Then you close the doors and windows later, and I will lie down for a while."

After a pause, he asked again, "By the way, is dad back?"

"Master Hou is back, and he is in the study." Liu Cui got up with the bowl and walked to the table, put down the empty bowl and lit the oil lamp: "I came here before, knowing that the young master is sick and sleeping, so I didn't come in .”

"Yeah." You Ziqing lay down and closed his eyes: "You go."

It wasn't until midnight that the heavy rain predicted by Liu Cui came down, accompanied by thunder, which made it difficult to sleep.

You Ziqing was in a daze, feeling that he was not asleep, but was being dragged into a nightmare uncontrollably.

In the dream, it was that water prison again. Half of Zhao Zhen's body was soaked in the sewage. His muscular upper body was covered with scars and there was hardly a piece of good flesh. A large scar was burned on his face by a soldering iron. He was clearly in a state of distress, but his eyes were It is frighteningly bright.

Looking into those eyes, You Ziqing felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and the next moment, something dragged her feet and sank suddenly...