Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

At night, the thick clouds make people feel breathless. They are far away from the top of the sky, unattainable, and there is also a turbid darkness in it.

Jiang Hejin coughed a few times and woke up, subconsciously looking at the couch where someone was supposed to be sleeping soundly.

unmanned……

He felt a little panicked and looked around, but there was still no one in sight.

He didn't know what he was worried about, but the word "escape" that Jing Chun had mentioned countless times rang in his ears.

He thought that if the geese that were spending the winter would not fly to the south, they would have to see a warm spring-like scene, or they would have to fold their wings.

"Jing Chun..."

He tried to shout out, but suddenly reassured himself that this was just a dream.

At that moment, his heart was filled with turmoil. How could the warm spring scenery make the wild geese who had already seen the southern scenery stop? Only by folding the wings could the unbearable wild geese be permanently trapped.

Just no one responded.

The door opened with a "squeak" sound.

"Ha, you haven't slept yet?"

Jing Chun came in from the door, turned his back, tried to hide his expression, then slowed down and closed the door.

Jiang Hejin was shocked at first, but then calmed down, and the dark night obscured his expression.

"Where have you been?"

"If you can't sleep, go out and get some fresh air."

Jing Chun kept a calm expression, but he could always feel Jiang and Jin's eyes on him, like bursts of gray smoke surrounding him.

Jing Chun took a deep breath, hoping that his behavior of taking the token did not alarm him.

Jiang Hejin still couldn't help but cough a few times. Watching Jing Chun walk towards the bed step by step, they felt a little calmer.

Jing Chun opened the quilt and lay down in a ball, trying to use the warmth of his body to urge him to fall asleep faster.

"I seem to have a fever."

Jing Chun knew that this was what Jiang Hejin said to her, but she didn't want to pay more attention to it. People like Jiang Hejin could sell Jing Chun without letting Jing Chun notice it. She might as well care about cats and dogs if she cared about him.

Jing Chun replied dully: "A fever may kill someone, but I'm not afraid of being in the same room with a corpse."

She covered her head with the quilt, feeling almost depressed and out of breath. She wanted to separate herself from Jiang and Jin with a quilt.

She thought that she could no longer be soft-hearted. Even if Jiang and Jin died here, she must remain indifferent.

"Really?" Jiang Hejin laughed faintly. This tangible sense of reality was what secretly warmed Jiang Hejin's heart.

He touched his forehead again, which seemed to confirm his illness even more, and even the air became cold.

"I can bear it."

Don't Jiang Hejin not know Jing Chun's kindness, so he refuses to compete head-on with Jing Chun for a moment's quick talk, or even coerces and induces Jing Chun to make a move? If she is determined, Jiang Hejin's life may be hanging by a thread. She wouldn't even say a single greeting.

But only retreating in order to advance is where Jing Chun's compassion lies. Jing Chun cannot ignore the weak, and only such a show of weakness seems to be able to better affect Jing Chun's heart.

Hearing this, Jing Chun turned over. She couldn't do such a thing as being indifferent.

Jiang Hejin coughed a few more times, as if he was coughing out his heart and lungs, "It will only take one night."

Jing Chun stood up, poured a cup of hot tea and walked to Jiang Hejin. Then Jiang Hejin said: "How can you bear the cough?"

The dense fragrance of tea filled the air, and the dull night seemed to have a moment of respite.

Jiang Hejin looked at the tea cup and then at Jing Chun, and was silent for a long time. He knew that this method was indecent, but he had to use Jing Chun because of it, and he couldn't even make the complement to Jing Chun that she expected. The coldness in his body made Jiang Hejin crave warmth more and more. The cup of hot tea served in front of Jiang Hejin made him think about everything for a while.

In this lonely night, Jing Chun's figure is a bit colder, or like the quiet moonlight. In this dull night, in the dull room, Jing Chun is like moonlight.

Jiang Hejin said slowly: "You are fine."

"What?"

Jiang Hejin's voice was vague, but Jing Chun didn't understand it at all. Seeing that Jiang Hejin didn't make any move or get up, he drank the tea from the teacup into his mouth and asked again: "What did you just say?" ?”

……

This tea is not for him...

Just pretend Jiang Hejin didn’t say anything.

When he looked again, Jiang Hejin had already stood up. At this time, Jing Chun finally saw Jiang Hejin's face clearly. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was in unspeakable pain. Such a sense of powerlessness made people somewhat feel pity.

Jing Chun was unwilling to stand and talk by himself, but acted like an inferior servant. After Jiang and Jin sat up, he sat on the bed, "Since it's a fever and I don't know how to treat it, then I'll call a doctor. ?”

"Then you don't have to sleep. I'm afraid it will take a whole night of trouble when the doctor comes." Jiang Hejin's eyes darkened, as if he was speaking out what was in his heart, "I don't want to trouble you."

Only those who are not familiar with him are afraid of trouble, or Jiang Hejin's current situation restricts all his rights.

Jing Chun seemed to realize that she had really become a hypocrite by adding insult to injury. She was admonishing herself with her good conduct, and most of her original anger towards Jiang Hejin had disappeared.

Just think of caring about a kitten.

"If you don't want trouble, just sleep well and don't think about any messy things."

Jiang Hejin raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jing Chun, then asked lightly, "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

"What else could it be? Either thinking about the past or thinking about the future."

The coldness in his body seemed to trap Jiang Hejin on that snowy night. He shrank his shoulders, probably to protect his young self, and replied calmly: "I was thinking about the past."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Jing Chun said casually. She didn't mean to pry into other people's thoughts, she just said it casually.

"This night is different from the snowy night. The snowy night is very bright. A bright moon can illuminate the entire palace. However, the snowy night is also very cold. The knees will feel like ice picks piercing into the flesh. The pain is relatively light. On such a cold night, all the lights in the mother-in-law’s palace went out, so I could only insist on waiting until daylight, until the door of the mother-in-law’s palace opened again..."

Jing Chun suddenly remembered that Lu Chi once told her that Jiang Hejin's cough was caused by kneeling in the snow all night. Could it be that this was what Jiang Hejin was talking about.

Jiang Hejin's expression became more and more confused. After hesitation, Jing Chun touched Jiang Hejin's forehead.

!

Jiang Hejin’s forehead was very hot!

He seemed to be unable to distinguish reality from the past, and murmured something in his mouth, "I am also the mother's child... Why do you want me to suffer from an incurable cough? If the mother wants me to be weak, you can tell me why. You also want me to drink poisonous decoction..."

Incurable cough? Poisonous decoction?

Jiang Hejin didn't realize at all that he was talking nonsense. This past incident was probably only revealed when Jiang Hejin was confused...

Jing Chun felt as if he knew something extraordinary, and recalled what Lu Chi said when talking about Jiang and Jin's old illness.

"If the princess has two kittens, and one cat is lame in one leg, but the other is healthy, will she break a leg of the other kitten out of shame for the lame kitten? "

Could this healthy kitten with a broken leg refer to Jiang Hejin?

I remembered that Doctor Baili once said that Jiang Hejin had been drinking a slightly poisonous decoction in the past.

Could it be that she is Jiang Hejin's biological mother... because of the other kitten - Jiang Hesheng.

Oh my god!

simply!

Jing Chun subconsciously brushed the sweat from Jiang Hejin's forehead. She wanted to find a doctor, but she was afraid that the doctor would know something from Jiang Hejin's nonsense... (End of Chapter)