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Chapter 129 Pack up this ghost(1/4)

Prince Han was speechless too.

Because of the words he said before the queen, she was so angry that she really got angry.

After sitting for a while, it was already night. He stood up and went to take a shower.

After taking a shower, he returned to the couch and saw her huddling in the innermost part. Then a man occupied a small corner of the bed, almost non-existent.

He lifted the quilt and lay down beside him.

It seemed that she was really asleep, she didn't move and didn't lean over as usual.

He leaned there and closed his eyes for a while. She didn't lean over, and he planned to sleep alone.

I don’t know if I am used to the way she carried her over and leaned against him to sleep. When she lay alone, she seemed to have something missing.

The distance between the two was quite far, so she deliberately slept so far, right? The meaning was clearly: I won’t serve you anymore, and I won’t touch him anymore.

However, there is no way for this kind of thing to do. She said she would not serve her if she didn't serve her.

He is her husband.

I turned over and saw that her face was blushing. This looked very strange.

I reached out and touched my face, it was so hot.

He touched her forehead with his forehead, and it was so hot that it was hot all over.

Is she sick? She fell into a coma?

Prince Han naturally had never taken care of the patient. He was stunned. He instinctively called her a few words: "Xiangjun, Xiangjun."

"Are you sick?"

"Where is it uncomfortable?"

She heard it, but she didn't want to respond to him, so she closed her eyes and didn't chew on it.

She didn't chew on her voice, and he immediately got up, put on his clothes and walked out.

The Crown Princess is sick, so she naturally wants to pass it on to the imperial physician.

He went outside to give instructions, and after a while, he came back. The maid who often served her also followed her in. Knowing that she was suffering from the cold, he took water and cloth one by one to help her cool down. The maid said with great pain: "You have sat outside, can you avoid the cold?"

"I said that if you want you to go back to your house and sit, you just don't listen. If you torture yourself like this, who will feel sorry for you except your maid?"

Prince Han sat aside, touched his forehead, and sat outside her for a day?

Gu Xiangjun lay on the couch and moved, his voice weak: "Wumbleman, I'm fine, don't worry."

The master and servant here were talking, and the imperial physician rushed over.

After observing her complexion, she asked for her pulse, and then prescribed some medicine and said, "The Crown Princess is caused by wind and cold. She took some medicine according to the order, decocted the medicine and took it hot. If the heat subsides, it will be fine."

Deer took the order and ran out to get the medicine himself.

After the medicine was decocted, Gu Xiangjun took a bowl of medicine and continued to lie down.

The maids stepped down, and Prince Han came to the bedside and leaned against her and said to her: "I don't know if I'm sick, I don't know how to feel uncomfortable."

It is certainly uncomfortable to be sick, but her heart is even more uncomfortable.

She remained silent, one was because she was unable to speak and tired, and the other was because she didn't know how to reply to him.

She closed her eyes and didn't speak, and her head was drowsy.

She was obviously tired of her, but now she was concerned about what she did. This made her think that being bored was fake, but she would rather he be cold and let her give up completely.

She closed her eyes and said weakly: "Your Highness, I haven't taken a shower. Then I'll sweat again, which will stain you. I'm suffering from a cold again. You are noble. If you get sick, I can't afford it. Otherwise, will you go to another house to sleep first?"

"Sleep at yours, don't talk."

"Your Highness..."

"The body of this palace is not as delicate as you."

Gu Xiangjun felt mixed feelings: "Are you caring about me?"

I don't bother to pay attention to her, and I still have so much thoughts and so many words when I am sick.

"Don't you think I'm so vulgar and annoying?"

As expected, he was angry about this. He couldn't explain his world, and there was no need to explain anything to her, a woman.

Does he need to talk to her to explain the meaning of what he said?

"You are so sick, shut up and sleep." His tone became a little unpleasant.

"I'm just very sick..." she muttered, unable to continue to argue with him. She was really tired, and after taking the medicine, she became more drowsy.

He will do whatever he wants. Anyway, he is the prince, so he has the final say, what can she do.

She gradually fell asleep, and the candlelight in the room gradually burned out. Prince Han sighed silently with his eyes open.

Who wants to care about her, but before she knew it, she did it.

I never thought about what kind of interaction would have with her.

The first glance at him was indeed amazed, but it was only amazed. Their lives should not be connected. She was just an ordinary woman, and his marriage could not be controlled by herself. Unexpectedly, she met her in the palace, and she did not expect that she would be chosen by her father.

She is gentle, well-behaved, her talent, knowledgeable and well-educated, and everything she has in line with the requirements of her father.

His resistance, he did not look at him, and he did not care about him, and he could not resist her cute smile, and her charming and charming foxes.

She fell asleep deeply, but he opened his eyes and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

On the second day.

After sweating all over, the heat finally subsided.

When Gu Xiangjun woke up, Prince Han was no longer on the bed.

She barely sat up. Although the heat subsided, she still felt faint and weak.

Once a person gets sick, the disease comes, it will fall like a mountain. When the disease goes away, it will also be like a thread being drawn.

"I don't have to go to my mother's side to pay my respects these days. I have sent someone to say that you are sick these days, so let's take a good rest." Prince Han's voice came. He was walking out of the next room. Early in the morning, he came to take a shower.

She was sweating all over her body last night, which not only made her sweat wet herself, but also made him wet.

"Yeah." She responded.

While changing his clothes, he said to him again: "It's snowing outside, so don't go anywhere, lie down and rest."

"Yeah." She agreed again, saying nothing else.

He quickly changed his clothes and went out.

Her maid came in and served her to wash.

The prince hugged her and slept all night last night. She knew it in her heart, but seeing his attitude in the morning was exactly the same as before, he was still so lukewarm and hot, and the fantasy in his heart barely suppressed.

You shouldn't be self-indulgent.

Everything he did to her was just to let her get ready early and serve him.

He is a very energetic person, and he has been like this every night since he got married.

Later, he found out that she was sick.

After thinking about it, she also figured it out.

No matter what he wanted, it wasn't her heart anyway.

What was she illusioned about? She was the noble prince, but she just entered the palace with her luck and became his princess.

~

After eating some porridge in the morning, she couldn't eat anything else.

It snowed all night outside, and she wanted to go and have a look.

"Crown Princess, it's snowing outside. You're still sick, so don't go out." Kou'er followed her and persuaded her, but he also knew that if she had made up her mind, her persuasion would probably be useless.

Xiangjun ignored her and walked straight out.

Kua'er gave Dai'er a wink. She knew it and was ready to go to the wet nurse quietly.

"Dai'er, come back for me." Xiangjun called her.

"Crown Princess." Dai'er looked at her, worried.

From yesterday to today, her appearance has become abnormal.

"I just want to see the snow. What do you always call the wet nurse? I can't even watch the snow now?"

"No, I am afraid that the lady will get cold, and your illness has just improved a little."

"I know my body, I can't die." She turned around and walked out. Fengxue was still not small, and she didn't care.

What's there to care about? This dead body has no effect except to make him enjoy his life at midnight.

She turned around and ran to the yard, allowing the falling snowflakes to hit her body.

Squatting down, she reached out to hold the snow in her hand, regardless of how cold the snow was.
To be continued...
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