The Tyrant Takes Love: Dote on the stunning fairy princess

Chapter 111 He's Not Jingli

Jun Xian didn't listen to the complaints beside him, and stretched out his hand to the child's forehead, his hands were scorching hot.

I'm afraid it's because of the hard work of traveling for days, coupled with the cold weather, the child has been holding on, and it is now at the end of his strength that the high fever came so quickly.

Looking at that immature face, weak from illness, Jun Xian looked complicated.

Eight years old, the same age as Li'er, about the same age.As a prince, he has everything, including identity, status, wealth and even fame and fortune, but he always leans on her. What exactly is he asking for?
For power and status, she has no ambitions, and she only wants to raise Li'er well when she comes here, so that he can grow up safely and spend this life in peace and prosperity.As for the other people, they have nothing to do with her, and she doesn't want to pay attention to them.

But why did Si Chenghuan always come to provoke her and Li'er?

"National teacher, what are you thinking, the eldest prince is still waiting for your treatment, the delay is too long, I'm afraid people will be burned out!" Seeing Jun Xian in a daze, Xiao Yuzi stamped her feet and urged urgently.

"When you are away from home, you don't prepare emergency medicines for the master? How can you be a slave?" Jun Xian's voice was light, and his eyes were slightly cold.

Xiao Yuzi blushed, and she didn't know what to say, but the mother said awkwardly, "The slaves were negligent. At that time, they got the news that the master was going to Dingzhou, and rushed out of the city in a hurry, and failed to prepare properly... ..."

They are all excuses.

Jun Xian didn't pursue the matter any further. This was not the servant who served her. He took a pill from the Qiankun bag and stuffed it into Si Chenghuan's mouth, "The fever will go away in a quarter of an hour, and you will sweat after that. You are waiting for me." .”

If she didn't want to delay her time on the road, and she was more or less responsible for someone who fell ill in front of her eyes, she would not take out the medicine in the Qiankun bag easily.

Desperate things.

"Well, just one pill is enough?" Xiao Yuzi stared blankly, and Mammy's eyes were full of hesitation.

Jun Xian raised his eyebrows, "Otherwise, what else do you want?"

"Don't you need to take more pills? Or how many more times?" It is the most skilled imperial physician in the palace. To treat this kind of cold and high fever, you have to drink at least three times of bitter medicinal juice. It takes a day to see the cure .

In comparison, it seemed that the National Teacher's actions were too perfunctory, as if he was dismissing them casually.

Can't be trusted.

It was still the nanny who pulled Xiao Yuzi, winked and reprimanded, "Don't talk nonsense, the medicine in the hands of the national teacher is so ordinary and comparable."

Only then did Xiaoyuzi shut her mouth, and smiled awkwardly. What she said just now was too presumptuous. The other party is the national teacher, and those in the national teacher's hands are holy medicine.

Jun Xian didn't care about what the two of them were thinking, after feeding the medicine and the emperor's so-called caring affection, he retired and slapped his ass and left.

"National teacher!" Xiao Yuzi called again, waiting for others to look over, and shrank his neck, "...The eldest prince has not had a fever yet, or the national teacher is waiting by the side, and it will only take a quarter of an hour. If the national teacher is not here, the slave will follow me Mammy doesn't have the confidence in her heart, if there is any other situation to knock on the door of the national teacher, it will disturb the national teacher's rest, right?"

"Your master has chosen a good servant."

Jun Xian sneered, and sat down again.

If she returns to her room at this time, she will definitely not be able to rest well, this little Yuzi, keep an eye on her.

It's better to stay here for now, and wait for the fever to subside before leaving.

As long as it doesn't delay the trip, it doesn't matter.

On the side, Xiao Yuzi and Mammy looked at each other, breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and stood by the bed, waiting anxiously for the person on the bed to wake up.

Said it was a quarter of an hour, no more, no less.

The high fever subsided, and the person woke up in a daze.

Si Chenghuan opened his eyes, and the first thing he caught in his sight was the white figure. Before he could see the face clearly, joy overflowed from the bottom of his heart, "National teacher?"

"Are you awake?" Jun Xian put his hand on the child's forehead again, the temperature was already normal, he turned to Xiao Yuzi and said, "The fever is gone, take good care of him in the second half of the night, and he will be fine tomorrow morning."

After all, get up and leave.

On the bed, Si Chenghuan raised his hand impatiently, but he didn't even grab a piece of clothes.

On the forehead, the soft touch she gave was still there, but it was gone in a blink of an eye.

Looking in the direction of the door, with a sore nose, Si Chenghuan smiled wryly, did she really want to stay with him that much?

"Master, the national teacher... still cares about the master. Before the master had a high fever, the national teacher gave the medicine to the master himself, and waited for the master to wake up after the fever subsided. It is also in the middle of the night. The national teacher must be tired before leaving. ..." After talking about it, Xiao Yuzi's voice became more and more emboldened, and gradually became softer.

Mammy stared at him fiercely, it would be better not to say such comforting words.

Deliberately make the master feel bad, stupid slave.

Poured a cup of tea, because it had been prepared all the time, it was still warm, so he fed Si Chenghuan carefully and drank it, and then helped him to lie down, seeing that he closed his eyes and fell asleep, the nanny immediately pulled Xiao Yuzi out for a long time Lesson learned.

The nanny's reprimand and Xiaoyuzi's low voice of pleading for mercy came in intermittently.

On the bed, Si Chenghuan slowly opened his eyes, looked at the lit oil lamp in the room, lost his mind, his thoughts drifted away.

Although I fell asleep when I had a fever, I still knew a thing or two about the movement around me through my years of vigilance.

A cold person like her doesn't have a good impression of him, so how could she take the initiative to stay and take care of him.

He is not Jing Li.

If it was Jing Li, she would definitely not look like this when she had a fever and was sick, she must have cared for her with all her heart and pain.

If it was Jing Li, she would definitely not rush on the road in such a hurry, she would definitely take care of Jing Li's feelings beforehand, so as not to let him get tired and cold.

If it was Jing Li, she would definitely not be willing to let Jing Li ride in a carriage alone, she would definitely hold Jing Li in her arms, and speak softly and amusingly, as a way of intimacy.

She loves Jing Li so much.

As for him, as long as he thinks of these things, his heart feels like being pulled by a silk thread, as long as one end of the thread is pulled lightly, his heart throbs with pain.

Because you can't ask for it.

"Why do I have to ask you?"

Ask her, and ask yourself.

It's just that at this moment, it is destined not to get an answer.

why.

Even he himself felt strange.

He is the prince of Da Xixuan, who was born standing on the clouds and has everything others want.

Doted on, what do you want?
Unfortunately, it is less than a king envy.

Or maybe it was the lack of this that made him unconvinced.

Unconvinced, he turned to obsession.

In the end, that obsession became a demon that he couldn't control himself.

Just want.

For this reason, he almost did everything he would never do or bother to do in the past.

Put down your identity, put down your posture, lose your face to follow her footsteps, and rejoice every time you get close to her even a step.

... When will he get it.

(End of this chapter)