After three years of reconciliation, the emperor regretted

Chu Jingrong's body recuperated for a day, and his body temperature finally returned to normal.

Xiao Yunyan didn't go anywhere, and stayed with Chu Jingrong for a day.

After waking up from sleep, his face was flushed, he opened his eyes and glanced under the bed, but he didn't see Xiao Yunyan's figure, only Qingwu and a few other maidservants were waiting in front of him.

Chu Jingrong stood up and asked softly, "Qingwu, where did the prince go?"

"If you go back to the son, the servants took back the medicine according to the prescription given by the imperial physician, and the prince is decocting the medicine for the son in the kitchen."

Chu Jingrong frowned disapprovingly: "Why don't you stop me? A majestic king, don't keep running into the kitchen."

Qingwu showed a look of embarrassment, he hesitated and said: "Young master, I stopped him, but the prince doesn't listen to me, he doesn't feel at ease when he says that people are messy."

Just when he was about to say something more, Xiao Yunyan opened the door and walked in with a medicine bowl and a plate of mung bean cake. Chu Jingrong could only swallow the rest of the words.

When he came to the bed and put the brocade quilt behind Chu Jingrong, Xiao Yunyan gently stirred the concoction with a spoon, and when it was not so hot, he scooped up a spoonful and brought it to Chu Jingrong's mouth.

"Jing Rong, open your mouth."

Qingwu and the maidservants were all watching, Chu Jingrong wanted to do it by himself, but before he stretched out his hand from the quilt, he gave up after thinking about it, instead he poked his head over, opened his lips, and swallowed the concoction.

The bitterness spread instantly, and Chu Jingrong's willow eyebrows twisted together.

Xiao Yunyan knew that Chu Jingrong didn't like bitterness, so he scooped up another spoonful and brought it to his mouth: "Be patient, there is only a small bowl, and it will be finished soon."

Chu Jingrong felt ironic in his heart, in fact he was not that delicate, but Erlang was never willing to wrong him.

After taking the medicine, Xiao Yunyan picked up a piece of mung bean cake and brought it to Chu Jingrong's mouth: "I know the medicine is bitter, so I put a little more sugar in the mung bean cake, put it down when it doesn't feel bitter in your mouth, don't eat too much."

Chu Jingrong hummed lightly, but Xiao Yunyan turned his head and ordered: "Qingwu, go get a basin of hot water."

When the hot water came back, Xiao Yunyan opened the medicine bag and sprinkled the damp-removing herbs in. The properties of the medicine gradually seeped out, dyeing the clear hot water into dark brown. Basin walked towards the bed.

Qingwu hurriedly came forward, wanting to take over: "My lord, let me do this kind of thing."

"No need." Xiao Yunyan brushed Qingwu away: "I don't need you all, just step back."

The prince had already spoken, and Qingwu couldn't hold on any longer, he glanced at his young master in embarrassment, then withdrew with the other serving maids, and helped close the door.

Putting the wooden basin in front of the bed, Xiao Yunyan was silent and did not speak. He reached in from a corner of the brocade quilt for self-evident purpose.

Chu Jingrong blushed, subconsciously flinched, Xiao Yunyan took an empty hand for the first time, paused and stretched out his hand again.

This time, Chu Jingrong didn't hide anymore, and let Xiao Yunyan grab his ankles and pull his feet out of the bed.

The white insteps were slightly rosy, and the curves of the ankles were natural, Xiao Yunyan didn't dare to look closely, he was born tall and burly, and one palm could wrap the entire top of Chu Jingrong's feet.

Grabbing Chu Jingrong's feet and slowly poking them out into the hot water, Xiao Yunyan's voice was a little hoarse: "If it's hot, bear with it, the imperial physician said that the water must be hot, otherwise the medicinal properties won't seep into the skin."

The moment he touched the hot water, Chu Jingrong subconsciously curled up his toes, the scalding hot water made him instinctively want to hide.

"Erlang, it hurts."

"Be patient, you won't get hurt." Xiao Yunyan didn't follow him this time, and held Chu Jingrong's feet tightly with both hands until they were completely submerged in the hot water.

Qingwu stood on duty outside the door, listening to the movement inside the house, his small face was flushed red.

My son is such a cold person, how can he act like a baby in front of the prince?

For the first time in three years, during the cold winter, Chu Jingrong didn't wake up in the middle of the night. The gentle warmth wrapped him up, making him extremely at ease.

He slept soundly, and the next day he was tired and extremely sleepy. In his daze, he seemed to hear someone report to Xiao Yunyan: "My lord, Miss Liu is leaving. Before I leave, I said that I want to see you one last time."

Not long after, there was a rustling sound in his ears, and the warmth that enveloped him left him.

Xiao Yunyan put on his outer robe, walked out of the house, and whispered before going out: "Jing Rong is still sleeping, don't wake him up."

The servant girl responded obediently, and after Xiao Yunyan left, Chu Jingrong slowly opened his eyes and got up from the couch neatly.

"Emperor Master, are you going to stop sleeping for a while?" Seeing Chu Jingrong's actions, the servant girl was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to serve her, but was rejected by Chu Jingrong with a wave of her hand.

He put on the fox fur, stepped on his shoes, and also walked out the door.

"Miss Liu, where do you live?"

"If you go back to the emperor's teacher, you will live in the side courtyard to the east."

After the words fell, a gust of wind passed by, and the servant girl bravely looked up, but Chu Jingrong was no longer there.

Even if Liu Mingmei is a Jianghu daughter, she is a girl's family after all, Xiao Yunyan came to meet her, so naturally she couldn't enter the women's boudoir, so she stood in the gazebo in the courtyard and waited.

Not long after, Liu Mingmei, dressed in red, came to the appointment.

Chu Jingrong came after him in time. He wanted to show up together, but after thinking about it, he stopped in his tracks. He leaned his back against the courtyard wall and listened quietly with his eyes downcast.

"My lord, my injury has healed up. I've been bothering me for a long time, and it's time to leave. Before leaving, Mingmei would like to thank the lord again for saving my life."

Liu Mingmei's internal injuries have healed, but there are still a few bluish-white fingerprints on her neck, which were left by Chu Jingrong strangling her throat at the banquet that day.

"The king knows, I hope the girl will have a smooth journey." Liu Mingmei wanted to leave, Xiao Yunyan naturally would not force her to stay, and simply let her go.

Hearing this, Liu Mingmei's face flashed disappointment, but she saw Xiao Yunyan clasped her fists and said apologetically to him: "I offended you at the banquet that day, and I will apologize to you on behalf of the teacher."

"Teacher?" Liu Mingmei was surprised: "Is that person the prince's teacher?"

"Yes."

This answer revived Liu Mingmei's originally dead mind. She took a step forward and asked impatiently, "Is it just the teacher?"

Xiao Yunyan struggled across his eyes, and after a while he replied in a deep voice: "It's just the teacher."

Chu Jingrong was standing outside the courtyard wall. Hearing this, his heart was half cold.

As soon as he turned around, the person appeared in Xiao Yunyan's sight, but his face was a little cold, and there was no half smile in his eyes.

Xiao Yunyan looked around and saw Chu Jingrong walking out wearing only a pair of boots on his feet. It was so cold, didn't he know that he was suffering from cold and couldn't stand the wind?

Walking out of the gazebo with an anxious face, he first ordered the servants who were cleaning not far away to fetch the leather boots from the room. Xiao Yunyan walked to the gate of the courtyard, pulled Chu Jingrong over, gathered the fox fur on his body, and led him to a shelter from the wind. place.

"It's freezing cold, how can I come out with so little clothes on? If I catch the wind and cold again, will I survive?"

She scolded him as soon as they met, Chu Jingrong turned away from looking at him, with a sad look on his face, and after a while, he squeezed out a question from his throat: "Xiao Yunyan, you don't want to admit my identity in front of Miss Liu, are you No... still won't forgive me?"

"Jing Rong, don't think about it." Xiao Yunyan pulled the veiled cap behind the fox fur to cover Chu Jingrong's hair, his ears turned red from the cold, he really couldn't be negligent for a moment.

"Then why do you...?"

"Jing Rong, in front of people, I don't want to embarrass you or ruin your reputation."

"Where do I have...?"

Subconsciously wanted to refute, but in the middle of speaking, Chu Jingrong fell silent. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Yunyan with lowered brows and restrained eyes, a look of pain flashed across his eyes.

That's right, he was obviously unwilling to admit his relationship with Xiao Yunyan in front of others, Erlang must have kept it in his heart, that's why he didn't dare...

It's not Yunyan's fault, it's his fault, and he will pay for the sin he committed himself.

After closing his eyes and then opening them, Chu Jingrong stretched out his hand, lifted Xiao Yunyan's little finger, and shook it lightly, with a hint of flattery.

"Erlang, I want Miss Liu to know who I am to you."

In order to break her delusion.

The way Liu Mingmei looked at Xiao Yunyan made Chu Jingrong feel stuck in his throat.

He wanted the whole world to know that Erlang already had a regular wife, that he could not rub the sand in his eyes, and that no one would ever want to take away half of Erlang's tenderness.

"Okay, it's all up to you." Xiao Yunyan agreed, hooked his little finger, and intertwined with Chu Jingrong's fingers.

Everything he has now is too good, with a bit of unreal illusion, as if he is still immersed in a drunken nightmare, unable to wake up...

At this time, the servant girl hurriedly fetched the leather boots, Xiao Yunyan didn't show any emotion in his heart, and was about to put them on for Chu Jingrong after taking them.

"Let's go to the gazebo first." After Chu Jingrong finished speaking, he walked towards where Liu Mingmei was standing, but was stopped by Xiao Yunyan.

"Just change it here, it's cold on the stone bench." Saying that, Xiao Yunyan half-kneeled on the ground, bent one leg, pulled Chu Jingrong to sit on his lap, then bowed his head, and stretched out his hand to help Chu Jingrong fade away. Single boots, put on leather boots.

The leather boots are all warmed by Mrs. Tang, stepping on them, the warm heat travels all over the body, making the whole body feel comfortable.

Liu Mingmei under the gazebo watched this scene helplessly, the spark that had just ignited in her eyes was finally extinguished.

The prince's love is deep, but whoever has seen it, who would not want to possess it?

But success is also Xiao He, and defeat is also Xiao He.

Maybe it's because he is too affectionate, he gave all his tenderness to one person, and no matter who else it is, he will never get into his eyes again.

Seeing Chu Jingrong and Xiao Yunyan walking towards her together, Liu Mingmei subconsciously took a step back.

The banquet left a shadow in her heart. Chu Jingrong's martial arts were so superb that Liu Mingmei couldn't recall how Chu Jingrong approached her.

"Miss Liu, I offended you so much that day. It's my fault." Chu Jingrong apologized frankly, then took out a jade slip from his bosom, and handed it to Liu Mingmei: "This is the order of Guigu. If you are in difficulty, you can come to the palace to find me, and you must do your best."

Guigu order?Liu Mingmei was stunned, her pupils shrank slightly.

Could it be that the person in front of him is actually a direct disciple of Guigu's lineage?

There are many sects in the Jianghu, and the disciples are also mixed. Only Guigu belongs to the lineage, and only one disciple walks in the world. He is amazingly talented and unparalleled in the world. If it weren't for Guigu's sect rules of non-interference in the world, he might be able to unify the six countries now. Aspire to the Central Plains.