This king wants to be the leader of the martial arts alliance

Only Ning Yanzhi and Yan Dingnan were left in the room.

When Yan Dingnan came, he only brought two maids, namely Chunyi and Qiuluo, who were counted as companions, and the other two maids were rewarded by Empress Hui, and they were renamed Xia Bing and Dongzang.

The two quietly went to the northwest fiefdom, and now they are almost there.

There are only so many people available, and Yan Dingnan can't trust other people, and he refuses to let others get close, and now there is no one available.

Ning Yanzhi had no choice but to go out of the house and called Qian Cheng, his servant who had served him since he was a child.

Qian Cheng was older than him, and had taken care of him since he was a child, and he was always honest and honest.

Ning Yanzhi pondered for a moment, and ordered: "You go to the imperial hospital and invite the imperial physician Shang."

Qian Cheng saluted and replied, "Yes!"

Seeing that Qian Cheng was about to retreat, he stopped him and said, "Wait."

"What else do you want to order, my lord?" Qian Cheng asked.

Ning Yanzhi hesitated for a moment, then said: "Check it out...forget it, you can go and ask the imperial physician."

"Yes!"

Seeing Qian Cheng retreating, Ning Yanzhi entered the bedroom.

He and Yan Dingnan were only married for two months, and last night was only the second time he did not return to the palace.

There has never been a precedent for the royal family to accept the side concubine before marrying the main concubine, and he and An Wang Ning Yezhi have no intercourse, and they also live with Yan Dingnan when they return to the palace.

It was just one night, why did he have a high fever.

He took off the somewhat warm towel and replaced it with another soaked in cold water, and stretched out his hand to test the temperature of Yan Dingnan's neck.

Maybe it's because I touched cold water with my hands just now, and now I can't feel the temperature immediately.

But Yan Dingnan was still hot, he was very uncomfortable, he couldn't sleep well, he was tired and hot, and his head still hurt.

Basically, when Ning Yanzhi stretched out his hand, he noticed it.

Instinctively, he tried to get close to the cool hand.

As for Ning Yanzhi, who showed Yan Dingnan's body temperature, he was a little stunned.

Yan Dingnan was always guarded and alienated in the past, and he never relaxed at Prince Jing's Mansion.

All he could find out were the basics, but he couldn't find out the details.

If it's just that the family is innocent, how could Queen Hui let the two sons of the Yan family marry him and Wang An?

Everything on the surface should be used to deceive the emperor and the imperial concubine, but he couldn't find out what was deeper.

King An was also helpless.

Because Yan Jujiang and Yan Dingnan were carved out of the same mold, as if they were covered with a layer of armor made of ice, and the question was cryptic, they pretended not to understand, but they only knew each other for two months, and there was a gap between them. As for Empress Hui and Imperial Concubine, you can't ask too much.

Ning Yanzhi withdrew his thoughts, and pulled out his hot hand.

After thinking so much, it was nothing more than expressing how surprised he was by Yan Dingnan's reaction at this time.

Yan Dingnan was sweating all over, and was still covered with a thin quilt.

He hesitated for a moment, and pulled the quilt for him.

Didn't everyone say that if you have a fever, you have to cover it and sweat.

He glanced at the towels on Yan Dingnan's forehead, wrists and calves, and touched his sweat-drenched undershirt, really undecided.

That's right, when the doctor was still there, why didn't I remember to ask a few more questions?

Ning Yanzhi touched Yan Dingnan's flushed face, feeling a little guilty.

That's... it's my fault.

After tossing around for a while, when the doctor Shang came again, Yan Dingnan's body temperature seemed to have dropped a bit.

He raised his eyebrows and attributed all the credit to himself.

The Imperial Physician Shang is the imperial physician in the palace, who has been favored by Empress Hui. Although he doesn't see him often, Empress Hui mentioned him intentionally or unintentionally.

Ning Yanzhi stood up and welcomed him in, and said, "Thank you, the doctor."

Although he is moody, he can tell who is sincere and who is wolf-hearted.

Now that he and King An are in decline, and the imperial concubine is covering the sky with one hand, anyone who dares to visit him is taking a great risk.

How does this tell him to present the spectrum of the prince?

Doctor Shang kept saying that he didn't dare to be the doctor, so he got Yan Dingnan's pulse.

After a while, he withdrew his hand and said: "Someone has given acupuncture to the princess, do you have a prescription?"

"Yes, it's just that the servant girl in the house took the medicine." Ning Yanzhi replied.

Doctor Shang bowed, and took out a pot-bellied bottle with a slender mouth from the medicine chest.

He said: "Give the concubine one pill of this medicine, and if she still doesn't recover in the evening, take another pill, and I will leave the office."

Ning Yanzhi took the medicine bottle and said, "It's inconvenient for me to leave the palace at this time, sorry."

Then he said to Qian Cheng: "Send Imperial Physician Shang back to the palace."

Qian Cheng responded and left with Doctor Shang.

Ning Yanzhi poured out a brown pill, looked at it, and sniffed it, but couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.

He frowned and looked at Yan Dingnan, who was asleep and extremely uncomfortable, and decided to believe in Empress Hui again, and gave Yan Dingnan the medicine.

Perhaps the pills were helpful, and Yan Dingnan woke up at noon, but he was still a little dazed, looking dazed about everything.

Chunyi and Qiuluo fed him the medicine, but he didn't think it was bitter, and swallowed it mouthful.

It wasn't until Ning Yanzhi suspected that he was burning stupid that he slowly asked hoarsely, "My lord?"

"En." Ning Yanzhi responded, "What's wrong?"

Yan Dingnan didn't make a sound, just looked at him and shook his head.

Ning Yanzhi frowned, and then Yan Dingnan asked again: "Can I... go out for a walk?"

"You're still sick."

Yan Dingnan, who was rejected, continued to ask: "Is the minister just looking at the window?"

Today's weather is not bad, the weather is only slightly hot, and there is no wind.

Ning Yanzhi agreed without thinking too much.

Chunyi helped Yan Dingnan to the window.

The sun was scorching outside the window, the yard paved with stone bricks was huge, and the leaves of a few trees were still green.

Still, the appearance of him and Ning Yanzhi before they left the capital.

Everything before was like his yellow beam dream, in which the country fell, treacherous ministers were in power, rebellious sons and fathers and brothers were killed, and the throne was usurped.

He looked up at the sky, which was blue and clear, with wisps of white clouds floating.

Not the mountains of swords and seas of fire in his dreams, nor the blurred moonlit nights in his dreams.

alive...

very nice.

He tilted his head and smiled, and said, "The weather is fine today."

Ning Yanzhi was dazzled by his smile, and he unconsciously spoke with a bit of hostility, with a hint of embarrassment turning into anger, and said, "Then you are not allowed to go out."

Having confirmed his guess, Yan Dingnan was not in a hurry to go out.

Many times before, Ning Yanzhi's mood was up and down, and he was also used to the other party's strong words.

But in the end there are still some unaccustomed.

When lying in bed at night, he listened to the steady breathing of the person beside him, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

The pain between life and death seemed to be still there, he rubbed his stomach, and the sadness suddenly flooded up.

He protected Ning Yanzhi, but he didn't protect their two children.

Not regretting is one thing, but emotions are uncontrollable.

Yan Dingnan only felt sad like a needle being pricked in his heart, and the unreality of being in a desperate situation made him uneasy like weightlessness, and there was no place in his body that felt good.

It was worse than being shot by an arrow.

Ning Yanzhi always sleeps lightly, not to mention that he has something on his mind at this time and he is not asleep yet.

Yan Dingnan was very abnormal today.

The abnormality made him feel that this is the real Yan Dingnan, a real person.

What's more, at this time, the other party has just recovered from a serious illness, and his tenderness during the day has not yet dissipated, so he unconsciously softened his voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

But Yan Dingnan kept silent, which made him a little impatient.

When he was thinking "Nothing happened, I don't care what you do, just sleep", Yan Dingnan suddenly hugged him.

The person holding him was very hard and strong.

But trembling slightly.

For some reason, he remembered how Empress Hui coaxed him to sleep when he was young, so he hugged Yan Dingnan back and patted him lightly on the back.

Immediately, he noticed that his shoulders were a little wet.

The man in his arms opened his mouth.

Ning Yanzhi could tell that Yan Dingnan was trying his best not to cry.

"My lord... I thought I would never see you again..."

How can I not see it?

Ning Yanzhi, who didn't know anything, comforted him slowly, and said, "It's just a fever, just take care of it."

Yan Dingnan had never heard Ning Yanzhi say such a thing, and it was even more uncomfortable, but he gritted his teeth and kept silent, which made Ning Yanzhi feel his shoulders were even hotter.

His Yan Dingnan had never cried like this before.

Ning Yanzhi thought of the kiss during the day again, and his heart was itchy.

But he thought that Yan Dingnan had just recovered from a serious illness, and he was still in good health, so he didn't dare to do anything, so he raised his head and kissed Yan Dingnan's forehead.

This is a kiss that comforts more than lust.

Ning Yanzhi has never been so considerate in his life.

But Yan Dingnan had never seen such a gentle Ning Yanzhi.

In his impression, even if Ning Yanzhi cared about him, he would have to use another name and make some sarcastic remarks.

What's more, in most cases, the two respect each other as guests, and they are still unfamiliar guests.

unreal.

So unreal.

The man who came back from the dead, going back in time, the gentle-spoken prince.

All the good things were intertwined with the pain and despair before death, which amplified Yan Dingnan's uneasiness several times.

Ning Yanzhi instinctively sensed something was wrong.

He was actually worried about Yan Dingnan, but he had never been so considerate in his life.

As soon as I was in a hurry, my temper came up.

He said quickly, "It's not over yet, is it?"

Hit and miss.

When Yan Dingnan heard these words, his movements were too fast.

He also raised his head, and placed a wet kiss on Ning Yanzhi's lips.

Ning Yanzhi's hands trembled, and his mind, which had been a bit slow, was so stuck, and there were only two idioms left - "throw yourself in the arms" and "self-recommended pillow mat".

Black can be said to be a protective color, at least for now, Yan Dingnan can't see Ning Yanzhi's flushed face.

Unexpectedly, Prince Jing, who has never been close to beauty, will capsize in the gutter one day.

I also read it willingly and enjoyed it.

The author has something to say: I want to cry after completing Chapter 3...

The words that were rarely written back then are the pits that need to be filled now. 【crying】