Jogging all the way back to the small courtyard of Zhudi, the cold wind hit me, sweat stuck to my back, and it felt bitingly cold.
"Sneeze!" After closing the door, he couldn't help but sneeze.
Yuan Zhe put down the book in his hand and looked at Gu Qi: "Is this what you wear when going out?"
"Your Highness." Gu Qi sniffed and smiled innocently.
"Is it possible that you went out and got cold because of the cold?"
Yuan Zhe hit Gu Qi on the head with a book, pointed to the tea cup on the table and said, "Why don't you go take a sip of hot tea."
Gu Qi rubbed his forehead and walked to the table obediently to pour a cup of hot tea.
"It's really cold outside." Gu Qi held a tea cup and looked at the sky outside. It was sunny when she went out, but now it became gloomy.
Yuan Zhe raised his head and looked outside, and said slowly: "I'm afraid it's going to snow."
Is it going to snow? Gu Qi looked at the remaining leaves hanging on the treetops outside the window and was lost in thought.
"Xiaoqi!"
"ah?"
"Get up quickly!"
In a daze, someone pulled him out of bed.
Gu Qi rubbed his eyes and realized it was Han Zizheng.
He was wearing a snow-white cloak, with a bright red forehead wipe, and dark boots. Gu Qi, who was pulling hard on the bed, said excitedly: "It's snowing!"
"What?" Gu Qi yawned.
"It's snowing!" Han Zizheng pointed outside excitedly: "Don't you want a ferret? Let's go find it!"
"Really!" When Gu Qi mentioned the ferret, he immediately became interested. He grabbed the big coat next to him and ran out...
Gu Qi lowered her head and laughed, recalling what happened when she was a child, it was really funny.
Just because I saw a white little guy raised by a lady official, I wanted one too. Han Zizheng said that this thing is quite spiritual. It would be more interesting to catch one in the forest and tame it slowly. However, we have never actually caught a ferret. Every time we go to the forest, we just play for a while and then return.
"Sneeze!" My nose felt sore and my head started to feel dizzy.
Yuan Zhe put his cloak on Gu Qi to dispel some of the chill.
"Your Highness, you can wear it yourself."
"What's wrong with you?" Yuan Zhe saw that Gu Qi suddenly became weak. He raised his hand and touched his forehead: "It's broken. I have a fever."
"Ah?" Gu Qi raised her hand and fainted before she even touched her forehead.
My mouth was dry and I wanted to drink water, but I found it difficult to raise my eyelids.
Gu Qi used all her strength to squeeze out a few words: "Water...water..."
There was a warmth coming from the mouth, with a faint fragrance of tea, moistening the throat.
"Are you still drinking?"
I don’t know where the voice came from, but it was so gentle that it was unbelievable.
She opened her mouth, but she didn't even know what she said before she fell into a drowsy sleep.
When I woke up, it was already dark.
Gu Qi turned her head and saw Yuan Zhe sitting on the edge of the bed, snoring softly.
Before he could get up, he woke up.
"How do you feel?" Yuan Zhe brought a bowl of water and helped Gu Qi get up to drink it slowly.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
After completely waking up, Gu Qicai discovered that she was lying on Yuan Zhe's bed!
"I'm so sleepy, I really deserve to die."
After Gu Qi finished speaking, he was about to stand up, but Yuan Zhe raised his hand and held him down.
"You just started sweating, don't move."
Then he went outside and brought over a bowl of soup and handed it to Gu Qi: "Drink this and have a good sleep."
Gu Qi frowned and drank the bitter soup, her stomach churning again.
Yuan Zhe handed over a plate of exquisite pastries and said, "You must be hungry since you slept until now. Eat something to rest."
I picked up a piece of cake and put it in my mouth. It was soft, glutinous and sweet. The previous bitterness had dissipated, and my whole body seemed to be warming up.
After eating and drinking enough, I felt much better.
Gu Qi turned her head and looked out the window. Where the lantern shined, large snowflakes were scattered.
"It's snowing outside!"
Yuan Zhe glanced at it and replied lightly, "Yeah." There was a look of fatigue in his eyes, and his thin face was a little pale.
He was just in time, and he was so busy today, so he definitely didn't get a good rest.
"Your Highness, I'm fine. It's better to move outside."
"No need," before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but yawned, blinked and said, "I'm not sleepy."
"I come from a rural background, so the cold is nothing, but Your Highness, you have just recovered, how can you be punished again? I'm so good, look!" Gu Qi grabbed his hand and put it on her forehead.
He was startled, and Gu Qi was also startled.
Yuan Zhe's hands are so cold!
Only then did he realize that Yuan Zhe had moved the charcoal brazier outside in order to boil the medicine, and had taken off his cloak and spread it on the quilt. He had nothing on him to keep out the cold.
"Your Highness really upset me!" Gu Qi quickly dragged Yuan Zhe to the bed.
Two people sit opposite each other.
Gu Qi's body was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance.
Yuan Zhe's heart palpitated and he looked at Gu Qi in trance.
Gu Qi lowered her head and was conscientiously covering him up with the quilt, wrapping him tightly.
"Pei Qihuan..."
"Huh?" Gu Qi still lowered his head and was busy.
"Pei Qihuan."
"Ah?" Gu Qi raised his head, but unexpectedly the distance was too close, and a warmth swept between his eyebrows.
Yuan Zhe was stunned and covered his lower lip with his index finger.
This atmosphere is a bit strange...
"Cough!" Gu Qi felt uncomfortable being stared at by him and quickly coughed twice: "Cough cough!"
"Ahem..." Yuan Zhe turned his eyes and coughed twice.
It’s not a good place to stay for a long time!
Gu Qi stuffed the quilt all over: "Your Highness, please rest early."
Just as he was about to get out of bed, Yuan Zhe grabbed him again.
He won't...want me to accompany him, right?
He wouldn't...really have that kind of fetish!
Gu Qi was so nervous that her heart was pounding, afraid that he would say something.
"or..."
"No, no, no!" Before Yuan Zhe could finish his words, Gu Qi shrank her hands in fright, and shook her head like a rattle: "I am a fool, how can I sleep with His Highness King Zhe!"
Yuan Zhe looked at Gu Qi's red face and couldn't help but laugh:
"I want you to move the charcoal brazier further inside."
"Oh, really... Okay! Okay!" Gu Qi scratched her face in embarrassment, hurriedly walked outside and put the charcoal brazier inside. He slipped into the quilt on the couch outside and was covered tightly from head to toe.
After a while, bursts of snoring came from outside.
Yuan Zhe was lying on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep.
When I woke up, it was already bright.
Gu Qi knelt on the couch and looked out the window. It was completely white outside, and occasionally a few palace maids in red and green passed by with a smile.
"It seems to be great."
Yuan Zhe's voice came from behind her. She turned around and saw that Yuan Zhe had already finished washing and was wearing a blue and white robe and a snow-white cloak.
"Where are you going, Your Highness?"
"The first snow in early winter is of course a good time to go out and enjoy it."
"His Highness has not recovered from his injuries and went out so rashly. Have you asked the imperial doctor?"
Yuan Zhe raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You look more and more like my accompanying boy."
Gu Qi pursed her lips, not knowing how to reply.
Yuan Zhe tilted his head slightly and said with a smile: "If you come with us, we will eat the food on the table quickly."
"good!"
Gu Qizheng was worried that he had no reason to follow, but he didn't expect Yuan Zhe to take the initiative to speak.
He jumped out of bed happily and ran to wash up.
The carriage creaked out of the palace gate. Gu Qi sat in the carriage and looked outside. There were only a few people walking along the way.
"Where are we going?"
"Garrison Mansion."
"Master Liu?"
Gu Qi frowned slightly.
If you are looking for Liu Jigang, it will not be as simple as appreciating the snow.
Now that Zhu Ling is by his side, approaching Yuan Zhe means obeying the holy will. Even if Yuan Zhe finds out, there is nothing he can do.
Gu Qi felt enlightened and asked tentatively:
"If you didn't say you were going to enjoy the snow scenery, why would you want to go to Liu Mansion again?"
Yuan Zhe closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and then relaxed: "His family has a plum forest in Xishan. After the heavy snow, it has a unique scenery."
"I wonder who will come this time. It must be very lively."
The smile on Yuan Zhe's face disappeared instantly.
He slowly opened his eyes and stared at Gu Qi coldly.
"Your Highness?" Gu Qi raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.
Yuan Zhe suddenly grabbed Gu Qi's arm and pushed him to the corner!
"How many colors will I give you and you will open a dyeing workshop?"
"Your Highness," my arm felt sore and I tried to pull it out, but Yuan Zhe held it tighter and tighter.
"I don't quite understand what you mean. If I said something that angered you, I hope you will forgive me!"
"Pei Qihuan."
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is here."
"I have said that I don't like people who think they are smart."
Gu Qi was too frightened to express her anger. She was annoyed with herself for being so complacent, and now she was extremely happy and sad.
At this moment, the carriage slowly stopped: "Your Highness, we are here."
"Yeah." Yuan Zhe responded.
There was the sound of moving a horse stool outside. He withdrew his hand and got out of the car first.
Gu Qi rubbed his sore arm and breathed a sigh of relief.
After getting off the car, Liu Jigang's family was already waiting at the door.
Feng Chuxian and Li Muhe were also there, and when they saw Yuan Zhe get out of the car, they hurried forward to salute.
Gu Qi followed Yuan Zhe and glanced at the crowd, but did not see Zhao Dexun and Song Qingyao.
Liu Jigang rubbed his hands and said, "Your Highness, it's still early, so why not go to the humble house and have some hot tea to warm yourself up."
Yuan Zhe turned to look at Gu Qi. She was so cold that she stamped her feet and rubbed her sore nose.
For some reason, seeing her like this, the unknown fire that arose instantly dissipated.
Yuan Zhe stood with his hands behind his hands and said lightly: "Okay."
The group of people walked towards the hall of Liu Mansion.
As soon as she sat down, Liu Xiangning led a few maids in, carrying hot tea and fruits.
Gu Qi took the tea from Liu Xiangning and said, "Thank you."
While receiving tea, he accidentally touched Liu Xiangning's hand.
Liu Xiangning retracted her jade fingers, took the hand stove from Xiaocui's hand, and handed it to Gu Qi: "It's getting colder today, Mr. Pei still needs to wear more clothes. Please take it to keep warm."
"Thank you." Gu Qi pushed the hand stove back: "The man's family can withstand the cold, so it's better for Miss Liu to use it herself."
Liu Xiangning responded with a smile and continued to serve tea.
Gu Qi looked at her hands. When she was in Han Mansion, she had never been so intolerable to the cold. Now that I'm here, no matter how thickly I wear it, I'm still cold and quiet. The medicine given by Yan Churong must have worked.
Liu Jigang personally served the tea to Yuan Zhe and asked with concern: "Is His Highness's injury healed now?"
Yuan Zhe took the tea cup, blew on the tea and replied, "It's okay. Master Liu, thank you for your trouble."
"That's good," Liu Jigang stroked his beard: "I wonder if this assassin has any clues?"
Gu Qi held up the tea cup and pretended to drink tea, keeping his eyes on Yuan Zhe.
"Why bother to check." Yuan Zhe put down the tea cup and sneered: "I have played against him many times, and I couldn't be more familiar with him."
"Your Highness is talking about Han Zizheng, the son of General Han Zhong of the Yun Kingdom?"
Han Zizheng? !
Gu Qi was a little surprised. He ignored the greetings of the people around him and listened with his ears pricked up.
"This Han Zizheng actually dared to come to the capital? He actually assassinated the prince of the dynasty?" Liu Jigang looked in disbelief.
As expected of the master, Gu Qi secretly felt proud.
Ever since he came to Lan Country, he has always been in the shadow of Yuan Zhe, but he never expected that such a powerful figure would not be Han Zizheng's opponent.
Yuan Zhe sighed and shook his head helplessly: "I'm afraid that this huge Lan country is already riddled with holes."
"I didn't expect that Han Zizheng, at such a young age, could actually hurt you, Prince."
"Haha," Yuan Zhe said with a sinister look in his eyes, "I'm afraid he didn't get any advantage."
Liu Jigang leaned over and asked, "Is it possible that he is dead?"
Yuan Zhe didn't answer, but stood up and straightened his clothes.
What's the meaning? Could it be that Han Zizheng died?
In panic, he shook his hand and spilled some tea.
Gu Qi was suspicious. Han Zizheng always leaves a way out when doing things.
It seems that we need to find an opportunity quickly to meet with Yan Churong and understand the specific situation.
"Mr. Pei." The person next to him handed over a handkerchief. Gu Qi raised his eyes and saw that it was Feng Chuxian.
"Thank you." Gu Qi took the handkerchief and wiped the water stains on her body.
This veil looks familiar, but I can’t remember where I’ve seen it.
Gu Qi held the handkerchief in her hand: "Sorry, the handkerchief is dirty. How about I clean it another day and return it to you."
Feng Chuxian covered her face and said with a smile: "My veil is not easily entrusted to others. Mr. Pei, don't worry about it, just give it back to me."
Gu Qi didn't have any thoughts to deal with. At the moment, he just wanted to know about Han Zizheng's situation.
"In that case," seeing Feng Chuxian insisting on taking back the veil, she had no choice but to return it with both hands: "Thank you, Miss Feng."
"Let's go." Yuan Zhe raised his feet and walked out.
"Here comes someone! Prepare your horses!" Liu Jigang shouted from behind and took two steps to follow.
The rest also stood up and followed them out one after another.
