Little Dandy, He's a Little Good

Yu Jingdu's stature is tall and straight, and the strength to fall into Rong Zhuo's arms is really not small.

Rong Zhuo didn't have much strength in the first place, so he couldn't catch the person at all, so he could only slowly slide and sit on the ground while hugging the person.

"Qingshi..." Rong Zhuo hugged him, carefully letting him lean in his arms, not daring to move.

At this moment, Yu Jingdu's face was pale, and the blood on his lips looked particularly shocking.

Rong Zhuo raised his hand to help him wipe off the blood, only to realize that his hands were already shaking badly.In Rong Zhuo's memory, Qingshi's body has always been very good, although there are many scars on his body, he has never shown any weak posture.

Even when the two just met, Rong Zhuo didn't feel anything strange about him.

Why did such a nice person suddenly vomit blood?

"Qingshi... don't scare me..." Rong Zhuo called out to him in a low voice, but seeing that he didn't respond, he thought of asking for help.

He didn't dare to put the person down, so he hurriedly shouted a few words towards the door, and soon someone opened the door and came in.

When Jiang Jiyan entered the door and saw this scene, Hun'er almost flew away in fright.

He just left for a short while, and his highness fell unconscious!

If something happened to Yu Jingdu, he really wanted to kill himself.

Fortunately, he was still calm. After a brief panic, he quickly regained his senses.

He first called his attendants to give some instructions, and then stepped forward to check Yu Jingdu's condition, and after confirming that the other party's pulse and breathing were still there, he carried him to the couch.

Rong Zhuo stood aside with a pale face, not daring to say a word.

His gaze was always on Jing Du's heaving chest, as if he could feel a little relieved only by confirming that the other party's breathing was still there.

After a while, a doctor hurried over with a medicine box.

"He hurt his heart and lungs before, and suffered from an old disease. This time, he must be disturbed, which caused the old disease to recur." Jiang Jiyan said to the doctor.

The doctor nodded when he heard the words, and hurried forward to take Yu Jingdu's pulse.

Rong Zhuo didn't dare to breathe, for fear that the doctor would suddenly frown or shake his head.

Fortunately, the doctor was quite calm, and he didn't draw a conclusion immediately after the pulse diagnosis.

"This young master should have used medicine before, but I don't know what he used, so I dare not give him medicine lightly." The doctor said: "Especially his old disease is quite dangerous, if there is a slight mistake, I'm afraid There will be fear for life."

Rong Zhuo's heart was hanging in the air, but when he heard that Yu Jingdu was alive, his eyes immediately turned red.

"Is there any way to help him stabilize his condition first?" Jiang Jiyan asked.

"I'll give him a few injections first to protect his heart." The doctor said, "For medication, it's best to find a doctor he's seen before, or get a prescription."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Jiyan knew that although Yu Jingdu's condition was dangerous, it should not get worse for the time being.

In fact, he didn't dare to let the doctor in his mansion give the other party medicine casually, so when he ordered people just now, he had already sent people to Qingyin Temple to find Li Feng.

This time Li Feng came to Qingyin Temple with Yu Jingdu, but when Yu Jingdu came to Jiangfu today, he was not allowed to follow.

Who would have thought that such a big thing would happen in just half a day.

Jiang Jiyan sent someone to look for Li Feng, firstly to ask Yu Jingdu if he had brought any medicine with him, and secondly to ask Li Feng to go to the palace to ask the imperial physician.After all, Yu Jingdu came to Qingyin Temple to pray for blessings in name, so it was somewhat inappropriate for Jiang Jiyan to invite the imperial physician.

Taking advantage of the doctor's acupuncture time, Jiang Jiyan turned to look at Rong Zhuo.

Only then did he realize that Young Master Rong's eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and he was obviously frightened.

"Young Master Rong..."

"I don't know what happened...he suddenly vomited blood." Rong Zhuo choked up.

"He looks fine on weekdays, but in fact he has suffered serious injuries and has suffered from old problems." Jiang Jiyan explained to him: "According to the doctor's opinion, he cannot be agitated for this illness, and he may become agitated if his emotions are a little violent." It will cause old diseases."

"I didn't know he was so ill." Rong Zhuo sniffed, "I didn't mean to quarrel with him..."

"I know, it's none of your business, so don't take it to your heart." Jiang Jiyan said, "I'm about to ask someone to invite the doctor he used to see, and I think I'll be there soon, and it's getting late , I’ll have someone prepare a carriage to take you back.”

Hearing that, Rong Zhuo's eyes fell on the unconscious Yu Jingdu again, and he was about to cry.

"Will he... get better?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"Of course." Jiang Jiyan said.

"But...he vomited a lot of blood just now." Rong Zhuo looked down at the blood stains on his sleeves, and stood there silently.

Looking at his posture, Jiang Jiyan knew that Young Master Rong was worried about the safety of his highness and was unwilling to leave.

What he is most afraid of now is to wrap Rong Zhuo in, after all, it goes against the original intention of their Highness.

But things developed step by step, and now it was beyond his control.

The moment their Highness walked out from behind the screen, it was destined that today would not be too peaceful.

Yu Jingdu had a very long dream.

In the dream, he returned to the battlefield full of dead bodies.

In the battle when they had an absolute advantage, he was stabbed in the heart with a spear.

Yu Jingdu could hardly feel the pain, he only remembered the blood red gradually spreading in his vision, engulfing him bit by bit.

His breathing gradually became unstable with the dim vision, and his body also lost control. There were only sporadic remnants of consciousness, barely connected to his perception.

He felt as if he had been carried away by someone, and his ears were not clean all the time:

Bumping boards, noisy inquiries, and angry cursing...

"Why are there assassins in the army? What do you all do for food?"

"His Royal Highness didn't win a lottery in a battle, and was assassinated by his own people when he almost won. If it gets out, you and I will judge ourselves!"

Yu Jingdu only felt noisy, he really wanted to sleep, but the quarrel in his ears never stopped:

"Why did he want to kill them all? Your Highness is his brother!"

"You are crazy, you can know this in your heart, how dare you say it?"

"What am I afraid to say? He is the crown prince of a country, and he can do such a thing as murdering his brother. Why don't I say it?"

"You yell so loudly that everyone knows, it will only cause trouble for His Highness!"

The noise then gradually stopped.

Yu Jingdu's dream didn't stop, and he returned to another battlefield in a trance.

On the blood-stained mound, the young King Yan's eyes were piercing and full of murderous intent.

"According to the agreement, the reinforcements would appear as soon as night fell, so we calculated the timing and launched a surprise attack. Originally, we had the upper hand...but the reinforcements arrived three hours late, and it was already close to midnight."

"Your Highness, two thousand eight hundred and seventy six sons, the entire army was wiped out, and not a single one was left alive."

"What he wanted was my life." Yu Jingdu said lightly, but the coldness in his eyes made people shudder.

If it wasn't for a temporary change of generals in this battle, he would be the one who was besieged to death without waiting for reinforcements.

The bone-piercing coldness slowly swept over.

Yu Jingdu frowned, dreaming back to a cold winter night.

At that time, their food and grass had been delayed for more than a month, and the winter supplies were also delayed.

"Your Majesty sent His Highness out of Beijing, it seemed to be cold, but in fact he wanted to keep His Highness."

"What's the use? As long as I don't die, some people will feel uneasy."

"If Prime Minister Zuo hadn't said what he said to His Majesty in a drunken mood before returning to his hometown, things might not have happened like this."

One sentence, His Royal Highness the King of Banquet is the most worthy of His Majesty, pushed Yu Jingdu, who was far away at the border, to the cusp of the storm.

It's hard to say whether the emperor listened to these words, but someone obviously remembered them...

"The life of the son of our army who died in vain, this king will definitely take back from him one by one.

Since he is so afraid of this king, then this king will make him unable to rest in peace for the rest of his life. "

The sharp pain in his heart suddenly hit, making Yu Jingdu's breathing a little stagnant.

At this moment, he only felt a slight heat between his fingers, and his clenched fist due to pain was gently opened.

The man's fingers were slender and slender, soft and comfortable to the touch, not as rough and broad as his hands, but with a reassuring strength.

Yu Jingdu slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the side of the couch, and saw the little dandy sitting beside him, holding his hand and breaking his fingers for him.It didn't matter that the other party opened it, as if afraid that he would close it again, both hands kept rubbing and comforting his fingers, patiently and seriously.

Yu Jingdu grabbed the hand in the palm as if playing tricks.

Rong Zhuo was startled, and looked up at him.

The two looked at each other like this, and Yu Jingdu realized that Rong Zhuo's eyes were red, as if he had just cried.

The other party stared at him for a while, finally came back to his senses, stood up and said, "You're awake...I'll call the doctor."

Yu Jingdu felt that the hand in his palm wanted to be pulled out, and his heart was suddenly empty, and he subconsciously clenched the person a little tighter.

He is sick at the moment, and his sanity is not too clear. This behavior is no different from cheating.

Rong Zhuo thought he was going to speak, but after waiting for a long while, he didn't speak, only saw him staring straight at himself.

"Why don't you talk?" Rong Zhuo frowned, and said worriedly: "Qingshi, you won't...have a stroke?"

Yu Jingdu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the words, he blocked all the messy thoughts in his stomach.

"Can't you expect me to order?" Yu Jingdu laughed.

His face is pale now, and he seems to have no strength when he speaks.

Seeing his appearance, Rong Zhuo felt a little worried, and his expression was filled with uneasiness.

"Are you still angry with me?" Yu Jingdu asked while holding his hand.

"If I'm still angry with you, will you vomit blood again?" Rong Zhuo asked in a low voice.

Yu Jingdu said helplessly: "It was really an accident just now, I didn't want to scare you..."

"The doctor said that you have an old illness, and you will be like this if your emotions fluctuate too much." Rong Zhuo said: "I am not angry with you now, and I will not quarrel with you. Let's talk about it after you recover from your illness."

Yu Jingdu didn't know whether to be happy or depressed when he heard this.

I'm happy because at least the little dandy is willing to settle accounts with him after autumn, instead of never getting in touch with him as he said before.

Frustrated because, he seemed to really scare people.

What he didn't know was that Rong Zhuo treated him so carefully not just because he was concerned about his illness.

During the time when Yu Jingdu was in a coma, Rong Zhuo had already calmed down.

Today "Qingshi" came out to see him so recklessly, because he was worried that his horse riding would be dangerous.

It's just that at that time, he was only concerned with getting angry, and he didn't think of this level at all.

He was angry, but not completely irrational.

At least he can be sure that "Qingshi" still cares about his friend, otherwise, if he fell off his horse, it's none of his business.

Having figured this out, when Rong Zhuo faced Jing Du again, he became a little out of breath.

What's more, the other party is still sick, he doesn't want to make people vomit blood again.

"I'm awake now, don't worry." Yu Jingdu said, "Your complexion is uglier than mine, go and rest for a while."

Although Yu Jingdu didn't check the time, seeing that it was already dark, he knew that Rong Zhuo had been guarding him for a long time.

Xiao Wandan first came rushing around today, and was taken aback by such a toss, and now he looked tired all over his face.

Rong Zhuo nodded when he heard what he said, and when he wanted to withdraw his hand, he found that the other party was still holding it.

Probably due to illness, Yu Jingdu's palms were not as warm as before, but a little cool, which made Rong Zhuo couldn't help but want to help him warm up.

Seeing that Rong Zhuo hadn't moved for a while, Yu Jingdu realized something and let go of his hand.

Rong Zhuo helped him cover the quilt, and then went to call the doctor and Jiang Jiyan over.

The doctor came and checked his pulse again. Fortunately, his pulse has recovered a lot now.

"I asked someone to go to Qingyin Temple. Fortunately, you brought out the medicine prescribed by Wu Taiyi this time." After the doctor left, Jiang Jiyan said to him: "I didn't send Li Feng over, I wanted to let you go first. Drink the medicine to test the effect."

"It's a good thing you didn't mess up your size." Yu Jingdu said.

"It's not that I messed up, Your Highness is fine, I really don't care about anything?" Jiang Jiyan said: "You are worried that Young Master Rong can give orders to his subordinates, at worst, his subordinates will send him back personally. Why do you bother to follow him?" What about coming out behind the screen?"

When things got to this point, Jiang Jiyan was about to collapse.

Yu Jingdu just kept looking at Jiang Jiyan without opening his mouth.

"Your Highness...do you want to see him on purpose?" Jiang Jiyan asked, "Do you want to see him, or do you want to keep him?"

Yu Jingdu smiled helplessly, "Are you trying to make persistent efforts to piss me off?"

"Subordinates don't dare!" Jiang Jiyan said: "Young master Rong is enough. I originally wanted him to go back, but who knows, I can't drive him away."

"Did you kick someone out?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"I just don't want to make things more troublesome." Jiang Jiyan said: "But as soon as I said I would send him back, he would cry. How dare I mention it again, I can only let people stay."

Jiang Jiyan was really worried.

If His Highness really made up his mind to keep him by his side, things would be easy to handle.

But Yu Jingdu was not willing to let people follow him through this bloody storm, and he was also reluctant to let him go completely at the critical moment, which made him embarrassing.

"What should we do now?" Jiang Jiyan asked.

"My king is like this, can't you let me be confused for two days?" Yu Jingdu coughed lightly, and Jiang Jiyan's expression changed in fright.

Now it can only be like this.

He felt that if he said more unpleasant words, his Highness's illness would probably get worse.

Right now, there is nothing more important than Yu Jingdu's recuperation. Since the little dude stays, let him stay. He will fill up any holes in the capital.

"Your Highness, if you keep this illness under pressure, I'm afraid it won't be good." Jiang Jiyan said again.

"Wait a little longer, this king knows it well."

Jiang Jiyan didn't want to make him unhappy, so he quickly shut up and didn't try to persuade him any more.

His Royal Highness Yan Wang has always been one-sided, and he knows that it is useless to persuade.

Before going to bed, Jiang Jiyan asked someone to decoct a secondary medicine for Yu Jingdu to take.

Although the medicine prescribed by Taiyi Wu is effective, after drinking the medicine, people will feel uncomfortable for a while.

Especially Yu Jingdu's illness is more rapid this time, forcibly suppressing it will only make him more painful.

That night, after Yu Jingdu took the medicine, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

It's just that he didn't sleep well this time.

The dull pain in his chest kept coming, making his breathing a little difficult, as if he was drowning in water.

Just when he was about to be swallowed by that suffocating feeling, he suddenly felt a warmth in his heart, as if someone was caressing it gently.

Following the opponent's movements, Yu Jingdu's breathing finally gradually stabilized.

The opponent probably saw that his breathing had recovered, so he wanted to withdraw his hand.

Unexpectedly, Yu Jingdu grabbed his wrist.

At the same time, Yu Jingdu opened his eyes, and met Rong Zhuo's guilty and embarrassed expression.

"Are you worried about me, so you didn't even sleep, and ran over to accompany me?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"No." Rong Zhuo whispered: "Someone died in their family. I was afraid and didn't dare to sleep by myself, so I came here to look for you."

Yu Jingdu: ...

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