Crown Princess, she always wants to leave

Chapter 437 Chuchu, if you look at me again, I will marry you 90
Her mouth was full of the bitter taste of medicine, she kissed him, poured the soup into his mouth, hot tears dripped down on his cheeks drop by drop.

She is not afraid of waiting, she also knows that there is no time limit for this kind of waiting, and even knows... when the imperial doctor is so helpless and helpless but trying to comfort her, she still has to pretend that she doesn't look so bad.

But now kissing Di Feili, it seems that all the emotions can't be hidden, and they pour out all at once.

She fed him the medicine with tears in her eyes, and lay on the side of the bed alone, crying silently.

But after crying for a while, Chu Ci wiped away the tears, as if nothing had happened, and took care of Di Feili as usual.

She sat by the bed, and sometimes looked at him a little annoyed, sniffed, and said to him in a hoarse voice, "Di Feili, you are so shameless, you don't even know how to take care of yourself. "

Every time she finished speaking, she lowered her head again.

It will be stuck there all of a sudden, in a daze for a long time without moving.

As for Di Feili, he seemed to be deliberately confronting her. In the past few days, he had been suffering from high and low fevers repeatedly. With his increasingly thin face and gradually sharpened chin, the more Chu Ci looked at him, the more he felt disliked.

What she is actually afraid of is not waiting.

She was afraid that if he kept sleeping like this, he would really not be able to wake up.

Di Feili had a high fever for a few days, and Chu Ci stayed by his side for a few days, and he was a little haggard. Even so, Chu Ci still refused to listen to Chen Shi and the others, and she didn't have the heart take care of yourself.

She seemed to have forgotten that not long after she woke up, she didn't know His Highness the Crown Prince very well, but she knew to dress up for him because he was her husband and because she wanted him to see her.

But now Chu Ci doesn't seem to be as naive as before, all her thoughts are looking forward to him waking up.

At night, Di Feili's fever, which had gradually subsided, flared up again. He was very hot all over, but this time Chu Ci was obviously much calmer than before, and she had even asked someone to prepare the medicine in advance, because this For a few days, Di Feili's body would have repeated high fever almost every time around this time.

Chu Ci brought the medicine and fed him the medicine calmly.

After feeding, Chu Ci wiped his face, kissed his lips, touched his hot forehead, and said softly as if coaxing him: "Sleep, don't get angry."

Chu Ci was really sleepy, tired and sleepy, spread his arms, pillowed on his arms, buried him in his hot arms, hugged his waist, fell asleep after a while past.

On the table beside the bed, as always, there was a dim lamp, the light was hazy and flickered slightly.

The heavy hand resting on Chu Ci's waist moved slightly, and the slender fingertips curved slightly.

Di Feili leaned against her soft black hair, and in the faint candlelight, slowly and heavily opened those eyes that had not been opened for a long time.

The shape of the peach blossom-like pupils was wiped away beautifully, and they were opened quietly. Some of the sickly red eyelids seemed to feel something, and they blinked lightly, lowered their eyes, and saw To the person lying in his arms, breathing softly and warmly against his heart.

(End of this chapter)