Yan Xiu only wanted to make Zhu Sijia happy, but he forgot that before he came to Beichen Palace, in order to cover up his pale and papery lips, he went out of his way to find lipstick that only girls would use.
He took a small sip and looked like a man on his face, so he dared to come.
The lipstick was so thin that it had no effect on his lips, so he naturally forgot about it. In addition, Yan Xiu followed Zhu Sijia's initiative.
When his thin lips left the back of her white hand, a bright lip mark was left on the back of her hand, and the bright color on his lips disappeared in an instant.
Zhu Sijia and him both opened their eyes wide, looking at the abrupt mark on the back of their hand.
Yan Xiu wanted to explain something else, so Zhu Sijia took the lead and asked:
"Xuanzhi, what do you mean? Why did you use lipstick to cover up the color of your lips to lie to me, you--"
"Cicada." Yan Xiu interrupted her, "I admit this is my little trick, but my original intention is not to worry you, so don't think too much about it, I'm fine."
His eyes were unfocused, completely different from the usual vigorous and majestic Yan Xiu. He must have been seriously ill or seriously injured, and there was a faint smell of blood on his body, which could not be hidden from Zhu Sijia's eyes.
Zhu Sijia said to him stubbornly: "You are lying to me, Xuanzhi, you must be injured, right? Don't lie to me, please tell me honestly."
Yan Xiu: "I didn't, how could I be hurt? Have you forgotten that day when I fought one against a hundred in the sky and killed Ji Yang with my own hands? I would like to ask all the emperors in the world, who can be like me, Yan Xuanzhi, who is not only good-looking, but also good-looking? He has vast supernatural powers and is omnipotent.”
Zhu Sijia just watched him boasting quietly:
"Xuanzhi, do you think I don't understand you? Let me see where the injury is."
Yan Xiu changed the topic: "Are you bored? Summer is coming soon. You've been suffocating in this room for a long time. How about I take you out for some air?"
He is still deliberately avoiding it.
Zhu Scarlett lowered her eyelashes, pouted her little lips, and ignored him.
Yan Xiu has a tough mouth all over his body, but isn't it just this mouth?
How many times had he been fooled by him because he was worried about what he would ask, and Zhu Scarlett was really a little angry this time.
He himself said that since the two of them have become a real couple, they should be honest with each other about everything. Why does he still want to talk to her when she obviously cares about him so much?
The more Scarlett thought about it, the angrier she became, and soon she burst into tears.
Yan Xiuru was sitting on pins and needles, neither getting up nor going to hug her. He was no weaker than her now, but he had to pretend to be healthy and energetic. Besides, he also made people cry, which was also not conducive to her condition.
"Cicada, don't cry." Yan Xiu kissed the tears on her face cleanly, "Promise me to take good care of your health first. When the remaining poison in your body is eliminated and your condition stabilizes, can I tell you the truth?"
This was the biggest compromise he could make, even though he wanted to keep this in his mind for the rest of his life.
In the past, even if he was bitten by a mosquito, he would eagerly seek comfort in front of Zhu Sijia, but his heartache was no worse than a mosquito bag, so why not let Zhu Sijia know about it?
Zhu Scarlett didn't cry now: "Okay, I promise you."
Yan Xiu: "Then I won't sleep with you these days so that you can recover as soon as possible."
He lowered his head to see Zhu Sijia's expression. She didn't pay much attention, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
…
On the fifth day when Shi Ye performed acupuncture on her, Zhu Sijia continued to vomit many black blood clots.
After spitting out the blood clots, she felt her whole body became light and airy, and the oppressive and boring discomfort in her chest and stomach finally disappeared.
The weather was hot, so Shi Ye gave her a special sour plum soup today, without adding any ice cubes. The slightly sour and sweet aroma overflowed, and Zhu Scarlett salivated a lot when she smelled it.
Shi Ye smiled happily and said, "Congratulations, Madam, you can drink some sour plum soup to cool down today."
Langya is no better than Xijing. Xijing is surrounded by mountains. Langya is an endless plain with no cover when summer comes, so it is much hotter than Xijing.
She couldn't bear to sit in Zhu Sijia Hall for a while on such a day, let alone Zhu Sijia who stayed in the room every day and couldn't move around?
Zhu Siying took the soup from Shi Ye's hand and said, "Leave these matters to me. Doctor Shi, you are giving acupuncture every day. You work hard every day, so I won't trouble you."
Just when Shi Ye was about to praise her for her thoughtfulness, the sound of the bead curtain opening was heard, and another visitor came.
Several people looked over and saw a tall and lean figure walking out from behind the bead curtain and walking around behind the screen. Before she could speak, Zhu Siying frowned in disgust.
The man behind the screen saluted respectfully: "I wish Yuancun a special visit to your empress."
Zhu Siying's face suddenly collapsed. She put away the sour plum soup, hurriedly said goodbye to Zhu Sijia, and then got up and left with Shi Ye.
So angry?
Zhu Sijia still didn't understand why, and she didn't have the strength to reach the bowl of sour plum soup, so she said softly:
"Yuancun, come in quickly and let me take a good look at you."
Zhu Yuancun suddenly blushed: "I obey the order."
When he walked around the screen and saw Zhu Sijia, Zhu Yuancun's legs felt weak and he wanted to kneel on the ground and kowtow to her.
Zhu Yuancun pulled up the chair and sat silently in front of Zhu Sijia, letting his sister's eyes wander over him.
Zhu Sijia looked at her with approval: "That's right. In the past year, my brother has grown a lot taller and stronger. Even his voice seems to be thicker. I almost didn't recognize you before you spoke. .”
Zhu Yuancun: "I... I am seventeen years old this year. Naturally, I have to get better every year so that I can live up to my queen's expectations."
Zhu Sijia said deliberately angrily: "Why are you so estranged from your sister? Come on, feed your sister that bowl of sour plum soup. She has been craving it for a long time."
Zhu Yuancun was obedient and did as he was told. He fed Zhu Sijia one spoonful at a time and thoughtfully wiped the remaining juice from the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.
Although he moved skillfully, the handkerchief was stained with purple-red sour plum stains, and he held it tightly in his hand, betraying the young man's nervousness at this moment.
Zhu Sijia teased him: "Where did you learn how to take care of girls? Our family Yuancun is so careful, he will definitely be a good husband in the future."
Before she fell into coma, she heard a lot of interesting things about his brother.
She was curious about what the princess of Qi looked like, but today, why didn't Zhu Yuancun bring her along to see her?
Zhu Yuancun's face turned redder, and somewhere in his heart there was a sudden pain. He said in a panic:
"Sister, please don't make fun of me. I'm not in my prime yet."
Zhu Scarlett smiled brighter: "Okay, okay, I won't make fun of you. I know you are the thinnest-skinned at your age. It's just that I didn't understand something just now. Why did you offend Siying?"
Zhu Yuancun denied it: "It's nothing."
Zhu Sijia said seriously: "You are all my brothers and sisters. How can I not see the little things between you two? Tell the truth. There should not be an overnight feud between brothers and sisters. What is right and what is wrong must be sincerely apologized to each other. .”
Zhu Yuancun's face was stiff, and he had no face to face Zhu Sijia. He lowered his head and thought for a long time. Zhu Sijia almost said, "If you don't want to say it, forget it." Then he suddenly knelt down heavily:
"If you want to apologize, the person I should apologize to the most is you."
"Sister, I can't help you, I..."
