The sky is low, and dark clouds are covered with cold and hard iron gray.

Qiao Yu knelt in the place where he planted, raised his head, and through the dense treetops, pretending to look at the sky, in fact, to prevent tears from falling out. Now he doesn't even kneel down, trembling in pain, and needs to support the ground with his palm to barely straighten his body.

He didn't know when it was now, but he didn't dare to delay any more. He went to the place where Jing Yan usually boiled water to make a fire. Qiao Yu had never done these jobs. In addition, it rained yesterday, and the firewood was soaked in the rain, which was particularly difficult to burn than usual. He knelt on the ground and worked for a long time, and even had a few small holes in his palm, and he barely raised the fire.

Waiting for the time when the water was boiling, Qiao Yu went to see Jing Yan and looked at his condition to know which medicine to decoct.

Before he could enter the bedroom, he heard a violent coughing sound from inside, as if he was about to cough out his heart and lungs. Qiao Yu originally held the wall and moved slowly inside, but the movement inside made him unable to even hold on to the wall. He rushed in regardless of his injured leg.

Jing Yan's disease became more and more serious. His symptoms were just like what Doctor Xun said, with fever, cold body, and constant cough.

Because the medicine for treating the heart and lungs is very complicated and precious, it takes time to simmer. Qiao Yu stared at the stove and boiled the medicine out based on what Doctor Xun said in his memory, put it in a small bowl and brought it into the house.

Qiao Yu was busy for a day and was beaten again. He had no strength anymore. He relied on his heart to hold on to Jing Yan. He was afraid that this bowl of medicine would fall.

There was silence in the house, with only Jing Yan's rapid breathing and occasional coughs. Qiao Yu put the medicine aside, endured the thrust behind the calves, leaned on the bed, carefully patted Jing Yan's back, and learned to say things to coax people without any instruction, and told the prince bit by bit.

In fact, Jing Yan couldn't hear those words. It was Qiao Yu used to coax herself so that she would not have to worry or be afraid. The prince would be fine.

What a pity, maybe because those words were not what Jing Yan said to Qiao Yu, and they were not very useful. Qiao Yu wanted to hold back, but he couldn't. The big tears flowed down his eye sockets, sobbing in a low voice, and complaining to Jing Yan, "I'm so tired. They bullied me, hit me, and my legs hurt so much. It hurts so much that I can't stand up. You bully me, don't coax me, you can coax me quickly, otherwise I'll be angry."

Qiao Yu grew up 18 years old and still liked to act coquettishly at Jingyan. He asked Jingyan when he wanted something, and when he didn't want anything, he also asked Jingyan. As long as the prince was by his side, Qiao Yu had never had a wish that he could not be satisfied. And no one told him that he was so old that he should no longer act coquettishly at others.

Even if someone told him this, Qiao Yu would probably refute with confidence, how could the prince be considered someone else?

This is all for reasons. Jing Yan raised Qiao Yu for twelve years and never wanted him to become strong and brave, because the strong and brave people in the world always have to bear more, and Jing Yan is enough as long as he is happy every day.

Jing Yan's subordinates never had any waste, they only raised a little waste snack, Xiaoyu who likes to act coquettishly.

Qiao Yu intermittently complained to Jing Yan for a long time, and wanted to help him recover from his illness, teach the guard a lesson, and then redeem his jade pendant. There are still many requirements that Jing Yan needs to meet.

But at the end, the medicine was half cold, Qiao Yu's tone became lower and lower, and his voice was filled with tears, and he was very sad, "I can do anything above. As long as A Ci wakes up, as long as you wake up, wink at me, call my name, and drink the medicine obediently, I will forgive you, okay? My A Ci."

Jing Yan still didn't wake up. He coughed a lot, his lips dried up, and his forehead was hot.

Can't wait any longer.

Qiao Yu pursed her lips, and tears were everywhere on her lips. He tasted the taste of tears, which was bitter and salty, sour that he couldn't speak. He quietly said to Jing Yan's ear: "Aci is really disobedient. I want to feed you medicine, so you are not allowed to vomit."

He picked up the medicine bowl, stirred it with a spoon for a few times, and tasted the temperature first, and the bitter tears fell a little more. From childhood to adulthood, he was most afraid of suffering and most afraid of suffering, but he was willing to do it all for Jing Yan. He was beaten and tasted the medicine for him, but he never felt sad.

Qiao Yu pried open Jing Yan's mouth hard, poured the medicine in, wiped it with her inner clothes, and slowly said, "Forget it, as long as you wake up, I will forgive you no matter when. Don't let me wait too long."

He only has such a wish.

The medicine was really effective. After feeding it for a while, Jing Yan stopped coughing. Qiao Yu finally felt relieved, but she still couldn't stop crying.

He had too much grievance to cry.

Qiao Yu lay on the head of the bed, tilted her head, looked at Jing Yan, and smiled and shed tears.

Jing Yan woke up at midnight. Qiao Yu is young and is usually well raised by Jing Yan. Even though he didn't sleep last night, he didn't rest today. He could still survive at night and stare at the prince with a wrong look.

His eyelashes trembled. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and saw Qiao Yu next to him. Qiao Yu looked very ugly now, with a dark face and dusty face covering his snow-white skin. Only the traces of tears sliding past were white, just like he had just escaped from other places, and he could not tell his appearance.

Jing Yan was very ill, and even the one in front of him was vague, but he recognized it at a glance that it was his little jade.

He smiled, swallowed the bloody smell in his throat, half-supported his body, and wanted to touch Qiao Yu's face, and wiped away the black gray. "As soon as I woke up, I saw a ball of black things waving in front of me, and I thought you assigned New Year's Eve to take care of me."

Qiao Yu looked at Jing Yan blankly, biting her lip, trying to restrain herself and swallowing her tears and sobs. Jing Yan didn't worry, but she had no choice.

His dimples were filled with tears, watery, touching and pitiful.

Jing Yan took a lot of effort to raise his hand, but his face was not exposed at all. He used a little force to wipe Qiao Yu's wet temples. His voice was hoarse, but he was still coaxing him gently. He wanted to embrace him in his arms and said softly: "I can't stand you crying."

From the first time he met, he couldn't see Qiao Yu crying, or because he was really sad and sad, and his wishes were not satisfied.

Qiao Yu was very disobedient and threw what she said not long ago to the sky, and played a tantrum with Jing Yan, crying so hard that she was out of breath, and even spoke intermittently, "Just, just cry, just cry! You have been sleeping for so long, don't care about me, don't care whether I cry or not!"

Jing Yan sighed, knowing that this time he was scared Qiao Yu. He deliberately got sick in order to leave Taiqing Palace, but he could not tell Qiao Yu. Because this disease had been going on for a long time, and secret guards were rotated during this period. Jing Yan was afraid that Qiao Yu would be innocent and could not lie. Once the horse was exposed and the foot was discovered, there would be huge trouble.

He should have been sick for a long time, but now he is reluctant to let it go. He is afraid that Qiao Yu, the little fool, will be blinded by crying, so he can only try his best to speed up the plan.

Although Jing Yan was sick, as long as he woke up, he could act like an ordinary person. He carefully wiped Qiao Yu's face, but his fingers were still cold, and he waved to Qiao Yu, "It has been raining these days, and the ground is so cold. Come up and sleep with me."

Qiao Yu was so angry that he was a little embarrassed. He was scrambling outside for a day today, and was beaten with fire. He was very dirty.

Jing Yan looked at him and could see what he was thinking at a glance. Then he closed his eyes slightly and smiled, "Touch my hand, it's so cold. Please cover me, okay?"

Perhaps the prince rarely spoke to him in such a tone, so Qiao Yu had no choice but to agree, took off his clothes outside, and wanted to climb onto the bed.

Qiao Yu couldn't climb up. Just as he was about to stand up, he fell back and fell on the edge of the bed. Fortunately, Jing Yan blocked his back with his arm, so Qiao Yu did not have any more scars.

Qiao Yu clenched his fist in pain and did not dare to be born. He didn't think it was before, but after kneeling for so long, his calves became more and more swollen and painful. He stood up with force and couldn't even move.

However, I can't tell Jing Yan about this.

Qiao Yu subconsciously concealed it, and performed the opera with great care, holding her knees, and said dryly: "I have been kneeling for a long time, my knees are completely numb, so I can't stand up."

Jing Yan's smile was calmed down, and he asked, "Is it really a knee?"

Qiao Yu felt a little guilty and did not dare to look at Jing Yan. She deliberately used a soft tone to make the other party believe, "That's it, it's the knee."

Still don't tell the truth.

Jing Yan's expression completely darkened. He got up and shaking slightly when he landed on the ground, but he quickly restrained himself. He picked up Qiao Yu and put it on the bed to see his calves. Qiao Yu struggled not to see him, so Jing Yan circled it casually with one hand without exerting force. He said coldly: "I am sick now, Xiaoyu still has to be so disobedient. Don't you want me to get rid of it?"

Qiao Yu looked at Jing Yan in panic, his eyes dripping wet, as if the words had caused great harm to him. He obediently did not dare to move, only his long eyelashes were still shaking unstoppable.

Jing Yan was stunned, his eyes darkened, and he didn't say a word, lifted up Qiao Yu's pants, rolled up, revealing his snow-white calves.

His movements were very light, but Qiao Yu still couldn't help it and retracted because of the pain. But thinking about what Jing Yan said, he couldn't hold on.

Qiao Yu's skin is very white, her calves are very thin, and dozens of red marks are suddenly spread across her calves. They were pulled out by willow branches in the afternoon, one by one, some of which have been broken and bloodshot.

Jing Yan's breathing was suffocated. He wanted to cough, but he forced himself to swallow it. After a while, he closed his eyes tightly to cover the sinisterness inside. He carefully and gentlely brushed Qiao Yu's hair, but there was a bit of bloody smell in his tone, "Xiaoyu, who moved you?"

Qiao Yu trembled slightly, unwilling to say things that made Jing Yan worry and couldn't even rest well during the illness. Gu Zuoyan was forced to do nothing, so he curled into a ball, blocked his eyes with his arms, wrinkled his nose, and pretended to be indifferent, "I'm late to come back, and I was taught a lesson by the guards in front of the door. In fact, it just looked serious and it didn't hurt much. It was just that I was too white and I couldn't help it."

He thought about it. When the prince's illness is cured, he must tell him all his grievances, but it cannot do it now.

Jing Yan lowered his head, his expression blurred. No one could see what he was thinking, but his eyes were as solid as they were, and it fell on Qiao Yu's calves.

The face that could not be seen from Qiao Yu's perspective was only half a chin outline and a small piece of thin red lips. He heard Jing Yan say coldly: "Then tell me what you did today, and no one is allowed to leak."

Qiao Yu's calf hurt so much that she felt sad. She wanted Jing Yan to hug her, but she had no choice but to tell Jing Yan about the incident from this morning until now. However, she still hid it a little. In order to find an imperial physician to treat him, he sent his jade pendant out.

Jing Yan was not energetic, but he still forced himself to finish listening. He knew that Qiao Yu had told him lies, because when he just picked up the little fool, the jade pendant left to him by his grandmother was gone on his neck, probably as a payment for the medicine.

That is Qiao Yu's most precious treasure.

Jing Yan understood that he felt that he was thinking about Qiao Yu, but he didn't know how to say or respond. No matter what he said, it seemed too frivolous and could not compare to the weight of all this Qiao Yu did.

Qiao Yu dedicated her whole body to herself, all her courage, warmth, and passionate feelings.

Jing Yan's heart was dazed and soft, perhaps because he was so sick that he was confused. He always felt that these were not enough, and he wanted to plunder, possess, and get more.

And all of these are exclusive to himself, and no one should see his light, his little jade.

He no longer thought about this, but said softly: "Do you never remember what I said to you in the past? I have said that your own life is more important than anything else, right?"

Qiao Yu nodded hesitantly.

Jing Yan bent down and pressed against his calves, counting the scars one by one, and then saw that there was no drop of them. He turned his head and saw a faint light spot on the ground, which was the secret guard staring at them.

He remembers it all, all of it.

Qiao Yu hummed and drilled into Jing Yan's arms. Jing Yan found the medicine for him, applied it slowly, then took him into his arms, and said softly to his earlobe. The words were extremely light and shallow, and no one could hear them except Qiao Yu.

He said, "I won't be able to do anything in the future, and I will never let my Xiaoyu suffer again."

No more.

When he woke up the next day, it was a little brighter and it was a good day. Jing Yan woke up early and could not recover, so he could only continue to be sick like this.

Jing Yan lowered his eyebrows and said to Xiao Shisi kneeling on the ground, "The time is here."

Xiao Shisi reported this matter to Emperor Yuande.

Emperor Yuande sat on the dragon throne and wore a heavy and noble dragon robe. He had recently suffered from old diseases and was bitter and thin, and looked even more lonely on the wide dragon throne.

He closed his eyes slightly, thought for a long time, and asked, "Are you saying that the deposed prince suffers from a heart and lung disease? Doctor Xun said that if you don't use good medicine for this disease, you will leave hidden diseases. You will be ineffective and weak in your whole life?"

Emperor Yuande always knew Xun Le's medical skills. He said this, that must be the case. He called the imperial physician a little more recently, and the people in the court couldn't sit still. He held Jing Xu in his words. If he hadn't been estimating him, he would have wished that Jing Xu would be the culprit as soon as possible.

The more the ministers in the court were like this, the more disliked Emperor Yuande was with Jing Xu. Even if the two of them had blood and lives connected, they could never allow the other party to share his authority.

If the fourth brother hadn't been good at it, he would be afraid even when he saw Feng Nannan and could not support him, otherwise he wouldn't have to use Jingyan anymore.

But now, there is no other way.

Emperor Yuande waved his hand, and after a moment, he asked the eunuch outside to come in and ordered: "Let Liu Lin from the Imperial Hospital come over."

Jing Yan's disease should indeed be treated, but he cannot be given immediately. He must leave a root cause. He will be weak in the future and cannot do things.

He mentioned Liu Lin for a moment, and Liu Lin immediately understood. He had been in the Imperial Hospital for so long, but he was very good at understanding people's hearts and understood what the superior meant, so he could reach his current position.

The next morning, Liu Lin knocked on the door of Taiqing Palace with the imperial edict.

The fact that Doctor Liu was sent to the Taiqing Palace to treat the deposed prince quickly spread throughout the harem, and even the previous dynasty had heard of it.

Before this, no one could have expected that the deposed prince, who had fallen into a trough and would never turn over, would still have the opportunity now.

Although Jing Xu was confined to the Imperial Palace, his care was not too strict. He occasionally came to Chenyun Palace to visit his mother. He was already twenty years old. When he saw Feng Nannan, he was still sitting next to her like a child.

Except for the two of them, the other palace maids and eunuchs in the inner hall of Chenyun Palace have retreated.

Jing Xu gritted his teeth and thought of the news that was circulating outside. He believed that he was good at his appearance, but he was pressed down by the prince since he was a child. The court officials almost ignored his second prince and almost hated Jing Yan to the core. Finally, the Chen family was defeated, and he finally made his lead.

He said hatefully: "My mother, what do you think you should do? The father is going to release Jingyan. As soon as he comes out, he comes out..."

Feng Nannan poured a cup of tea for him, grabbed his hand, and comforted him softly. She has been very pampering Jing Xu since she was a child. She treats Jing Xu much more with her than other children. "Xu'er, you don't have to be afraid. After Jing Yan was a rebel minister, he always carries this name on his back and can't turn over. I haven't seen your father recently, and I don't understand what he is thinking. Be careful."

Jing Xu returned to hold Feng Nannan's hand, "Mother, father, does the father really ignore us?"

Feng Nannan smiled gently and touched his cheek, "I have never expected him, I have never expected him. All I have always expected is you, Xu'er, you are the mother's expectation."

She paused, her voice gradually faded, and she became a little sharp, and seemed to comfort him, "If he doesn't come out, your father will protect him for the rest of his life. He has come out and has not been in contact with the court for so many years. He is just a rabbit without minions. What can he do?"
Chapter completed!