Sui Sui Jianing

Chapter 127 The Princess Promised to Embroider the Purse
Wei Jiusi shook his head: "No, I'm not familiar with him either. There is a difference between men and women, so I didn't go, and his condition seems to be a bit bad."

Gongsun Ye was puzzled: "Not good?"

Wei Jiusi said in a low voice: "I wanted to stay a little longer, but Qing He came in suddenly and said that something happened to Commander Chu, and Jianing was very worried, so I left first."

"Injured so badly?" Gongsunye paused for a moment, with regret on his face, "Commander Chu has made me see it a few times, and it is really a jade tree facing the wind, outstanding, if there is something wrong, it's a pity."

Originally, Wei Jiusi didn't think too much about it, but after hearing what Gongsunye said, he realized that Chu Wuhen's life might really hang by a thread now.

The emotions that had been agitated just now subsided, "Jia Ning is on good terms with him, if he makes a mistake, what will Jianing do?"

Seeing that she was worried, Gongsun Ye hated himself for talking too much, and gently stroked her hair: "Don't worry too much, the imperial physician is superb in medical skills, and he will definitely be able to cure him. It's useless for us to worry about it now. I finally came out, I think Stay with you a little longer."

"Hmm." Wei Jiusi felt weak and raised his hand to hug Gongsunye.

Fu Xian gave them some air at the entrance of the alley, turning his head to look at the two people who were embracing each other and talking in secret from time to time, with complicated expressions, and he didn't know how far the fateful couple, the master and the princess, could go.

The most uncomfortable thing is not never having it, but having it and losing it.

He sighed silently, turned his back and stared at the people coming and going.

……

The night is falling, the cold stars are twinkling, the autumn wind is rustling, and the fallen leaves are silent.

There was silence in Princess Rongding's mansion.

The servants came and went lightly, for fear of disturbing Princess Jianing in the room.

She didn't wake up in a daze until a lantern flower exploded, jumped and dazzled her eyes.

Before he opened his eyes, his hand subconsciously touched Chu Wuhen's forehead.

"Huh? It's still a little hot..."

Xie Shuangge muttered and touched her forehead again, and repeated twice to confirm that Chu Wuhen was indeed still feverish. She finally opened her eyes, and her beautiful Liu eyebrows were tightly frowned.

"Is the medicine over?"

She moved her stiff neck, got up and went to the outer room to call Xin Wu.

"Xin Wu, come and see Chu Wuhen, he is still having a fever, do you want to give him another medicine?"

Xin Wu was busy fiddling with something, when he heard that he put down the green powder in his hand, "Princess, don't worry, this subordinate will take a look first."

She entered the inner room, took Chu Wuhen's pulse, and then patted his eyelids, then turned to Xie Shuang and said, "He's only been drinking the antipyretic medicine for less than an hour, and he can't take any more, it's half the medicine." Toxic, drinking too much damages the viscera, the gain outweighs the loss."

"Then what should I do? I have heard people in the palace say that if the fire is burned for a long time, it may turn a healthy person into a fool..."

Xie Shuangge glanced at Chu Wuhen without saying a word. It would be unimaginable if he became a fool.

Xin Wu narrowed his eyes: "It's not impossible. In this way, the princess asks someone to fetch a basin of clean water, wet the handkerchief and twist it seven or eight times dry, put it on the master's forehead, and then wash it when the handkerchief is hot. After washing, apply it again, which can help reduce fever."

"Okay, I'm going to call someone now."

Xie Shuangge went out to give some instructions, and soon someone brought the things and put them on the bedside cabinet.

Xin Wu tentatively asked: "Come down, princess..."

"No, I'll do. You're still busy, so go and do your work."

She guessed that Xin Wunong's thing was a potion found from the fire scene, so she couldn't waste time.

This is what Xin Wuwai said, and he immediately nodded and said, "Since that's the case, it's time for Princess Lao."

"Ah."

Xie Shuangge didn't pay attention to Xin Wuhen's expression. She rolled up her sleeves, wet and wrung out the clean handkerchief, folded it and put it on Chu Wuhen's forehead.

Her eyes fell on Chu Wuhen's lips uncontrollably, and he got hot again and again, his lips were dry, cracked and peeled. There was a little bit of red in the paleness, and there was a kind of sickly and decadent beauty.

At the beginning, these lips fell on her lips through fingers...

Xie Shuangge flashed the scene of her being hugged and kissed by Chu Wuhen at the beginning, her face flushed suddenly, she quickly looked away, and muttered, "What are you thinking? Are you crazy?"

She sat back on the chair, felt uncomfortable for a while, and felt that sitting was not good enough, the night was still long, and it was not time for Xin Xing to replace her.

After thinking for a while, she still couldn't help but look at Chu Wuhen's face. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and she remembered what she had promised Chu Wuhen.

"Purse... It's not impossible to embroider one."

Xie Shuangge asked Qingtao to bring a few pieces of high-quality materials and needlework, and set the table full.

"Princess, what pattern do you want to embroider?"

Qingtao helped her choose together, picked up a piece of pink material and asked: "This color is fresh, does the princess like it?"

Xie Shuangge glanced at it and denied it, "No, it's not for me, it's for Chu Wuhen. It's really... awkward to match this color with him."

"Ah..." Qingtao smiled embarrassedly: "It turned out that it was for Master Chu, but the servant made a mistake."

Qingtao lowered her head to look around, then picked up another piece of royal blue material, "What about this one? The color is cool, and it matches Master Chu very well."

Xie Shuangge pondered for a moment, then shook her head: "It's okay if you make clothes, but it's not good to make clothes with purses."

She kept moving her hands, carefully pawing around, and suddenly saw a piece of ermine material, her eyes lit up, "This—"

She picked up the material and looked carefully at the oil lamp. The color of the ermine was rather dark, but not too strong, and it would not look obtrusive when paired with the bright red flying fish suit.

Xie Shuangge liked it more and more, "That's all."

Qingtao glanced at it, and agreed: "This color is not ostentatious or dull, it's really good, what does the princess plan to embroider?"

"What to embroider..."

Xie Shuangge rested her knuckles on her chin, and her eyes sparkled. In fact, she wanted to embroider animals, such as wolves. She felt that Chu Wuhen's character was very wolf-like, smart, ruthless and lonely.

But...she looked at her delicate little hands, she thought they were beautiful, but they were ugly!
She really can't do complex patterns like wolves.

As far as her level is concerned, at most she can embroider grass.

Flowers - Xie Shuangge's eyes fell on the teacup on one side, which was painted with plum blossoms.

Xie Shuangge's heart skipped a beat, the red plums and snow-coloured, unyielding in the cold, were a good match for him.

"Xiumei." Xie Shuangge smiled, picked up a needle and thread and sat back by the bed.

Qingtao glanced at her with ambiguous eyes, "The servant took these down?"

"Well, let's go."

Xie Shuangge threaded the needle with a concentrated expression. She hadn't embroidered for a long time, and she was a little rusty. She tried to embroider a few times first, and only after she regained the feeling did she draw the outline stitch by stitch.

She used red thread, and Chu Wuhen was more suitable for the gorgeous red plums than the noble white ones.

The red plums are like blood, eye-catching and attractive.

(End of this chapter)