Yu Yan turned red with her eyes and said, "Princess, don't think about it. The imperial physician said, "You must keep a happy mood so that you can get better quickly." But now the princess is unwilling to eat or be happy. I don't know how long it will take to recover from her previous healthy spirit."

"Take it down, I'll sleep for a while."

Yu Yan still missed a few words, but Chen Xian had already fallen asleep and closed her eyes and ignored her. If she continued to talk, she just made her rest.

The imperial physician came every day and when he was taking Chen Xian's pulse, he found that although she was awake, her lungs were stagnant and her symptoms did not improve much. So he prepared a new prescription based on her condition.

When it is cold at night, Chen Xian occasionally coughs for a while.

Even if she didn't eat supper, she didn't feel very hungry.

The Chi Chunyuan was quiet, and two lamps were left, which looked faint and thin in the night. She seemed to hear the sound of snow falling outside the window.

Since the beginning of winter, there has never been a heavy snowfall in Shangjing. There are always small snowflakes floating from time to time, and it will melt in a day and a half.

When it was late at night, Chen Xian thought Yuyan and Cui had both gone to bed, so he worked hard to take care of her during the day, so he did not let them watch the night.

Chen Xian himself also slept intermittently. After midnight passed, his hands and feet were still cold. Even the thick quilt could not warm her up.

Later, the light voices in the yard woke her up.

Although she spends a lot of time to fall asleep in a day, the quality of her sleep is not good at all. A slight noise can make her awake.

Most of the time she just closed her eyes and ignored it.

The footsteps came to the door, and it was Cui's voice outside the door saying, "Princess, the Imperial Doctor is here for follow-up visit."

It is inconvenient for Chen Xian to be bedridden, so after Yu Yan and Cui entered and left, they were brought from outside. I think that Chen Xian's current situation would not have anyone trespassed here.

Before Chen Xian could agree, the door creaked open, mixed with a little leisurely smell.

Chen Xian was not happy or angry, but said hoarsely: "It's already this time, why are you here to get back to the hospital? Ernie, please ask the imperial physician to come back. If you have time, it's okay to come again tomorrow."

Cui did not answer her. I thought she was worried about her condition. Whenever an imperial physician came, he would invite him to the room at any time.

Chen Xian heard the gentle footsteps coming from the outside calmly and came to her bed. She sighed, then pulled out of the cold quilt, sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

Anyway, I will have to wait for a while before I can sleep. The imperial doctor has come, so let’s have a follow-up visit.

Chen Xian closed the corner of the quilt and said casually: "Late at night, the imperial physician came to follow me up. He was really responsible." As she said that, she took the corner of her sleeve, revealing a slender wrist that was a little too pale and a little overly pale, placed on the edge of the bed, "Do you want to take the pulse first? The imperial physician please."

She didn't have so much to avoid it, she just wanted to be quiet in the middle of the night after the matter was over.

The imperial physician took two steps in front of her bed without any movement.

A faint cold fragrance penetrated into Chen Xian's nose without any slightest, so familiar that she felt unbearable.

The smell of agarwood.

She subconsciously frowned and found that except Su Zhe, she didn't like to smell this smell on others at all.

Chen Xian raised his eyes with a tired look and glanced at him.

But unexpectedly, she stopped in one glance. Time seemed to be frozen here, leaving only the lights flashing in the room.

The man was wearing a slender blue brocade robe, like an imperial physician's official robe, wearing an official hat on his head, and under the official hat there was a flawless face that was difficult to describe even if it was a wonderful brush.

His eyes were slender, his eyebrows were raised lightly, and a faint expression flowed out of his eyes.

Chen Xian kept staring at him blankly, and his eyes gradually showed a clear and smooth luster.

She didn't blink her eyes 1;148471591054062, putting her breath to the lightest, as if she was afraid that she would disturb the painting in front of her as soon as she made a little movement.

It was Su Zhe standing in front of her bed.

He came without warning, silently in this cold night.

The crystal snow on the shoulders had not yet melted, and the cold fragrance was on their bodies.

Su Zhe held the tray in one hand, and there were two or three kinds of food in the tray that were packed in cups.

"No more than taking the pulse." His fingers were clear and clear. He raised his other hand to his forehead, twisted the official hat on his head, and then slowly took it off.

The ink-like hair flowed on his shoulders, slightly messy, but particularly soft and beautiful. The lights illuminate his body to the depths and darkness, and the brocade blue robe and neat collar sleeves were all impeccable.

She was really negligent. Apart from Su Zhe, who else would have the cold agarwood on her body? Apart from him, it seemed that it would not be appropriate to put it on anyone.

Chen Xian lowered her eyes, and only heard her chuckling softly, saying, "I thought it would be a long time before we parted last time. It would be okay to see each other in a dream. I don't think this is not a dream."

It was obvious that she didn't want to see her for a while, but she felt that she had been away for a long time and felt like a dream.

She was drowsy for a while, as if she had walked alone for a long time, tired and powerless.

Su Zhe put the tray on the table and took a cup, which contained the newly cooked porridge soup.

The porcelain cup is warm and the porridge in the cup is still very hot.

Su Zhe opened the lid, took the spoon, moved casually, and whispered: "I heard from Er Niang that you only care about drinking medicine every day and don't like to eat."

"Those soups are enough for me to drink very much."

The porridge that Su Zhe sent to her mouth was not opened, but she felt a little fishy when she smelled the faint smell of meat soup.

I haven't been greasy for a long time, and Chen Xian doesn't miss it at all, but instead has a little anorexia.

The porridge in the cup is creamy and white and not greasy. It probably uses some meat and bone soup. In short, the smell makes her a little sensitive.

Chen Xian said: "Can you not eat it? I have no appetite."

Su Zhe said: "I haven't had time to have supper yet, so why don't I eat with you."

Chen Xian's heart moved, and she watched him deliver the spoon to her mouth again, and took a bite of porridge.

Chen Xian saw his Adam's apple slide and swallowed it slowly.

His face was not very good. I think it was because he had been thinking and worrying for several days, and he was also tired and pale.

Because of his appearance, Chen Xian's originally calm heart was in a state of turmoil. Now he was like a rising tide, feeling aroused a slight and dense heartache.

He worked harder than her.

These days she unknowingly went to the Huangquan area for a while, but he had to try his best to find a way to pull her back from that road.

She slept in a drowsy manner for several days, but he hadn't even had a stable sleep.

When Su Zhe scooped the porridge and fed her again, she said hoarsely: "You have another bite."

So Su Zhe took another bite before she stuttered the porridge he fed.

I felt a little fishy when I swallowed it, and I felt warm in my belly.

Su Zhe took a few bites and Chen Xian took a bite, and soon the cup was over.

Su Zhe's hands holding the spoon were evenly symmetrical and smooth. Chen Xian looked at it and felt that it was more beautiful than the porridge soup. Su Zhe's hands holding the spoon were evenly symmetrical and smooth. Chen Xian looked at it and felt that it was more beautiful than the porridge soup.

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