Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 629 The Fragility in Hongyi's Eyes

"Hongyi caught the wind and cold?"

Xinmeng paused, then pushed Yinghua away, entered through a small door on the side, quickly walked through the backyard, walked to the door of the main room familiarly, raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, thought for a while, Yang pushed open the door.

With a creak, the door opened.

The sunlight shot in from behind her, and the originally dark room suddenly became brighter.

Without looking back, Xinmeng told Yanqiu and Yinghua who trotted over, "Go and open all the windows."

"Miss, Mr. Hongyi is suffering from the wind and cold, so he can't blow the wind..." Yanqiu's voice became smaller and smaller, until finally she couldn't hear it.

Yinghua tilted her head to look at Yanqiu, stepped into the room, opened all the windows according to Xinmeng's instructions, and left them all wide open.

The warm winter sun and the chilly breeze rushed in through the window.

Xinmeng stood at the head of the bed, squinting slightly at Hongyi.

His face was a little pale, his eyes were sleepy, he stared at Xinmeng for a while, and then said hoarsely: "Xinmeng, you are here."

Obviously, he had been sleeping before and was just woken up.

After sizing him up for a while, Xinmeng eased the unhappy expression on her face, showing a warm smile: "You are sick, why don't you send a letter to the general's mansion?"

"Miss!" Yan Qiu who was standing behind heard the words and suddenly knelt down, "This servant made his own opinion, thinking that as long as he invites the doctor to come and take a few doses of medicine, Mr. Hongyi will be fine, so he didn't inform Miss. Miss, please punish me!"

Xinmeng didn't make a sound, just stared at Hongyi for a moment, as if waiting for his explanation.

"It's none of Yanqiu's business, I'm afraid you'd be worried, so I let her keep it from you." Hong Yi said while propping up the bed with her arms to sit up.

Seeing this, Yanqiu quickly got up from the ground, stepped forward to help Hong sit up against the head of the bed, and then pulled up the brocade quilt, covering his body from the neck down tightly.

When doing this series of movements, Yanqiu did it very skillfully and naturally.

Immediately, Xinmeng's eyes softened a lot.

"Yanqiu." Xinmeng motioned behind her.

Yanqiu lowered her head, suppressed the trace of resistance in her eyes, pretended to be obedient, and slowly retreated to the side behind Xinmeng.

Sitting down by the bed, Xinmeng stretched out her white and soft catkin, touched Hongyi's forehead, and then sighed softly: "Since you are sick, you should stay in the house to recuperate, why do you have to take care of yourself?" Go out every night to blow the cold wind, and it lasts for an hour or two?"

She knows?

Hongyi didn't make a sound, staring at the beautiful face in front of her for a moment, she couldn't see clearly at night, now that she was close in front of her eyes, she greedily wanted to take a few more glances.

Hongyi didn't refute, but Yanqiu couldn't help it, and argued for him: "Miss misunderstood Mr. Hongyi, Mr. Hongyi hasn't gone out for several days, and shut himself in the room every day, closed the doors and windows, lying in bed. Sleep in bed."

"Master Hongyi, is what Yanqiu said true?" Xinmeng asked Hongyi with a smile.

With a hint of embarrassment on her face, Hongyi looked down at the brocade quilt covering her body, and said, "Yanqiu, you go out, I want to talk to Xinmeng alone."

Her eyes flickered for a moment, Yanqiu reluctantly said: "Then I'll go prepare breakfast. Has Missy had breakfast yet?"

"I didn't go out until I had breakfast at the mansion. You only need to prepare Hongyi and your own breakfast." Xinmeng didn't turn her head, and told Yinghua who was standing by the window, "Yinghua, go and help Yan. Autumn."

(End of this chapter)