"Febrile diseases in spring, febrile diseases in summer, malaria and dysentery in autumn, cold air and coughs in winter are all abnormal qi of the four seasons, and are collectively called typhoid fever..."

Ye Yunting's voice was clear and gentle, and when he read it word by word, it was like gurgling water falling into a pond, with water splashing over it, giving off a coolness of spring.

Hearing the calm tone of voice in the tormented Li Fengqi's ears, even the restlessness in his body calmed down a bit.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and the sweat on his face clung to his eyelashes, blurring his vision. He blinked and shook off the sweat, and then he could clearly see the young man's serious features.

Ye Yunting lowered his head slightly, holding in his hand the book "Confucianism and Marriage" that he often read. There were shallow lines between his peaceful eyebrows, his two thin lips opened and closed regularly, and his clear and clear voice

It poured out slowly, looking very serious.

Li Fengqi's chest rose and fell, he gasped several times, and his eyes were fixed on him for a moment.

Not only the voice, but the young man sitting there quietly exuded a peaceful and indifferent aura. Li Fengqi tried to turn his attention to him to ignore the pain that was constantly coming from his body and the pain caused by it.

The restlessness and violent emotions that arise.

Perhaps his gaze was too hot. Ye Yunting, who was concentrating on studying, raised his head and met his direct gaze.

I don't know whether it was the steam or the pain, but Li Fengqi's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. At first glance, his eyes looked red and red, which was a bit scary.

Ye Yunting was stunned for a moment, then put down the book, picked up the handkerchief on the side and gently wiped the sweat on his face. No one made a sound during the wiping process, and Ye Yunting seemed to have done something extraordinary.

As usual, I wiped his sweat, put down the veil, and continued reciting where I left off.

"If the disease does not occur in spring but is severely affected by heat, then it will be a summer fever; if it does not occur in summer but is affected by dampness..."

He just sat quietly on the stool and read a book. After reading two pages, he would wipe Li Fengqi's sweat with a handkerchief, or ask Ji Lian to bring hot water to change...

What I thought would be a very long and torturous hour passed by the sound of his leisurely reading.

Li Fengqi remained conscious throughout the whole process, but when the medicinal bath was over, he slid down into the bathtub in exhaustion. Ye Yunting quickly half-hugged him with his eyes and hands, preventing him from slipping into the water. The body in his arms

The steam was still steaming, his skin was firm and warm, and he could even feel the protruding muscle lines on his arms. He opened his eyes uncomfortably, called Ji Lian, and the two of them worked together to get the person out of the tub.

After drying his body and putting on clean clothes, Li Fengqi was tucked into bed.

At this time, his consciousness was a little drowsy, and his eyes were half-open and half-closed. It was only his willpower that kept him from completely passing out.

"You can rest." Ye Yunting saw that he was still biting the cloth tightly in his mouth, and reached out to take out the cloth from his mouth, but found that he was still biting the cloth tightly.

He frowned and hesitated for a moment, then gently patted Li Fengqi's cheek and called out twice before Li Fengqi let go.

There were traces of blood on the light-colored cloth.

Ye Yunting took a deep breath. Although he had been told that this medicinal bath would not be easy, seeing the pain he inadvertently revealed with his own eyes still made him feel frightened.

No wonder Li Fengqi was able to fight back in his previous life. King Yong'an's willpower is truly incomparable.

He slowly exhaled the turbid air from his chest and gently patted Li Fengqi's arm: "Your Majesty, please take a good rest. I will watch over you."

Ben Qiang supported Li Fengqi, who had not closed his eyes. After he said these words, he finally slowly closed his eyes. Although his brows were still frowning tightly, his tense body slowly relaxed.

Ye Yunting felt relieved when he saw this, put down the tent, moved the candle away, and then quietly cleaned the house with Ji Lian.

Li Fengqi's suffering was not in vain.

When he woke up the next day, his upper body could move normally. Only his legs were still numb.

But this was much better than what he expected. The only drawback was that the medicinal materials were very strong, so he suddenly increased the dosage. Although the toxicity was suppressed, his body could not bear it and he was much weaker than before.

Originally, with Ye Yunting taking care of him these days, his complexion had improved a lot. But after the medicinal bath, his complexion was much worse than before. His face was bloodless, and he looked weak to the naked eye.

Ye Yunting was worried: "I still have the rabbit sent by Ye Wang, why don't I ask Ji Lian to kill one and stew it for you?"

The three meals a day in the palace have never changed. People in good health can only eat simple meals. But Li Fengqi is so weak, he still has to eat some good supplements.

"It's just that I can't bear the backlash of the medicine for a while. After a few days, the medicine will wear off and everything will be fine." Seeing his worried look, Li Fengqi made a rare joke: "The falcon traveled thousands of miles to deliver a message, but we secretly sent its rabbit

Eat it, it’s really unkind.”

Ye Yunting couldn't hold back his laughter, and pursed his lips very hard to avoid smiling too much. But even so, his eyes were like a clear lake, with sparkling waves on the lake that almost dazzled Li Fengqi's eyes.

His eyes softened: "Laugh if you want to. With the friendship between you and me, we don't have to be patient."

Ye Yunting smiled and rolled his eyes, but insisted: "I asked Ji Lian to stew rabbit soup to replenish the prince. When the hunting falcon returns, we can replenish it with a few more."

It was clear that Li Fengqi could not protect himself now, and they could not even eat meat. But he was confident in his tone that by the time the Falcon returned, they would have turned the situation around.

Li Fengqi nodded in agreement: "Okay."

…

At noon that day, thanks to Ye Wan and Saker Falcon, the three of them finally had a bite of meat.

Although Li Fengqi's face was still frighteningly bad, after eating, he could slowly sit up on his own.

Ye Yunting watched him by the bedside, watching him slowly move his body that was no longer as flexible as before, with anticipation in his eyes.

Just when Li Fengqi was sweating profusely from practicing, he heard Ji Lian outside shouting: "But Master Taifu? The prince and princess are resting. Please allow me to come in and pass the news."

The two people inside heard the sound, and Li Fengqi's eyes flashed with deep thought, and he quickly lay back down. Ye Yunting covered him with the quilt, calmed down, and straightened his clothes before opening the door and going out to greet him.

Grand Tutor Han Chan came alone. He was dressed in white and stood at the door. His temperament was cold and he gave off a sense of being incompatible with the things around him.

Ye Yunting's heart skipped a beat. He didn't need to look closely at his features. Just by looking at his white clothes and cold temperament, he was sure that the person he had dreamed about before was indeed Taifu Han Chan.

In the dream, Han Chan also came to look for Li Fengqi alone, and brought a bottle of antidote with the intention of negotiating a deal with Li Fengqi.

He didn't know the specific time in the dream, and Ye Yunting was not sure if it was the time he saw in his dream. The hands hidden in his sleeves clenched hard, and he greeted him with a polite smile on his face: "I don't know, Mr. Han."

When I arrived unexpectedly, I was disappointed to receive you from afar."

Han Chan glanced at him with no emotion on her face: "I have something to discuss with King Yong'an. The princess will wait outside for a while." After that, he walked in and closed the door.

The two of them were unceremoniously blocked from the door.

Ji Lian was furious and muttered a few words. Ye Yunting looked at Han Chan's back thoughtfully, thinking about his purpose.

And at this time, inside.

Han Chan walked to the couch, looked down at the weak-looking Li Fengqi, and said softly: "More than half a month ago, Li Zong sent supervisory troops to Weizhou. I just received a reply today. They have already arrived. Zhu Wen and others

Everyone in the Protectorate should know that King Yongan was plotted against and is now recuperating in the Prince's Mansion in Shangjing."

He said the most amazing things in the calmest tone.

Needless to say, both of them knew what it meant for the supervisory troops sent by Li Zong to arrive in Weizhou.

For more than a month since Li Fengqi was poisoned, Li Zong has blocked the news and cut off information exchanges with Northern Xinjiang in order to hide the news in Beijing. At the same time, he sent his cronies to Northern Xinjiang, named Prisoners

The army is actually a provocation.

After all, when Li Fengqi was there, there was never a supervisory army in northern Xinjiang.

When Li Fengqi heard this, he just sneered: "Li Zong wants to take action against the Xuanjia Army. I have already expected it."

Han Chan stroked his sleeves and said, "The lives of one hundred thousand Xuanjia troops depend on the prince's thoughts. Will the prince consider my proposal now?" He took out a thumb-length white jade vial from his sleeve: "

If the prince agrees, this antidote will be yours."

His expression was indifferent, as if he was sure that Li Fengqi would not refuse.

Li Fengqi looked at the small jade bottle, which might contain the antidote to his poison.

——As long as he agrees to Han Chan's proposal.

His brows were filled with frost and snow, and he sneered: "You were indeed the one who poisoned me, so I said Li Zong doesn't have the guts."

"It's just to let the prince see some people and things clearly." He curled his lips mockingly and put the jade bottle within Li Fengqi's reach: "After all this, has the prince still not seen it clearly?

"

Han Chan's eyes were misty and distant, as if she was looking at him or looking at something else through him: "You treat him generously and sincerely, but he treats you as a serious problem. Is it worth it? Why not be with me?"

If we cooperate, I can help the prince win the great treasure and help the country, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

"What do you think, Your Majesty?"

"Not at all." Li Fengqi sneered, looking at him coldly: "I will collect the debt owed by Li Zong myself. As for you..." He paused and did not finish his words, but said: "You

Is what I said that day true?"

"Whether it is true or not, the prince will know when he goes to find the old princess and asks." He looked at Li Fengqi and raised the corner of his mouth: "Have you never wondered why the old princess never got close to you while you were the only child?

?What I said that day was the answer. It’s just that the prince didn’t want to believe it.”

Li Fengqi recalled what Han Chan said when she came to look for him for the first time, and her eyes darkened. However, his face did not show any signs of it, and he only said: "Whether I believe it or not, I don't have to worry about it. You just have to worry about it."

Just need to know one thing."

He raised his eyes and stared at Han Chan, and said word by word: "I will never cooperate with you. You must protect the head on your neck until I come to pick it up in person."

"Then Prince, please take care of yourself." Han Chan's face turned cold, but he didn't bother. He put away the medicine bottle and chuckled: "I will come again when Li Zong is gone and the Xuanjia Army is destroyed."
Chapter completed!