Cold Prince, Love Tenderly

After standing for a while, Xia Yuyan whispered in Xuanyuan Yichen's ear: "I'll help you change your dressing. If Princess Chen knows that you are hurt, she will also feel sad."

"Good," Xuanyuan Yichen hesitates for a moment, and finally agrees.

Xia Yuyan took off the bandage for him and looked at the wound. Suddenly, she found that the edge of the wound was a little pale. She knew that it was soaked.

"I told you not to touch the water." Xia Yuyan was slightly angry.

"I don't want to, but I want to take a bath. You know I have a habit of cleanliness," Xuanyuan Yichen says, looking at Xia Yuyan, giving people a feeling of pity.

"You..." Xia Yuyan really doesn't know what she should say at the moment. She knows that if she says: you can let others wash you, Xuanyuan Yichen will definitely reply without hesitation: are you really willing to let others see your husband's body?

In fact, it is inevitable that Xia Yuyan will think so, because he did say so before.

"Forget it, pay attention later," Xia Yuyan can only bear to say, after all, he is not a child.

Although the wound is a little soaked, it's still easy for Xia Yuyan to get up in the hospital. After a while, Xia Yuyan took care of it.

"It's said that you haven't eaten in a day. I'll ask someone to give you some."

After hearing this, Xuanyuan Yichen regains his indifference, obviously thinking of his mother's concubine, a beautiful and virtuous woman who was finally locked up in the cold palace and starved to death.

"Yi Chen, I know you're sad, but I don't think the empress Chen wants to see her son not eat for the sake of missing himself," Xia Yuyan advises patiently.

Xuanyuan Yichen still has no response.

"Yichen", Xia Yuyan took her hand and cried coquettishly, "today I'll cook for you myself. Would you like to have some?"

Xuanyuan Yichen's cold face finally moved and nodded.

"Well, you wait for me for a moment."

As soon as Xia Yuyan enters the kitchen, she sees Xiaofeng and dark night standing on one side.

"How, how?" As soon as Xiaofeng saw Xia Yuyan coming in, he ran up and asked, "is the Lord willing to eat?"

"Well," Xia Yuyan nodded, "dark night, you help me make a fire, Xiaofeng, you cut two bamboos for me."

"Yes"

Xiaofeng came to the backyard and looked at the green bamboo forest. He hesitated. He is Xuanyuan Yichen's Secret guard. Naturally, he knows that Xuanyuan Yichen has always been very fond of bamboo, and this bamboo forest is a rare variety he bought at a high price. But Xiaofeng turns to think that Xia Yuyan told him to do it. Maybe Wang Ye won't be angry when he knows it. Obviously, he doesn't realize Xuanyuan Yichen's "ignorance". Xuanyuan Yichen naturally won't punish Xia Yuyan, but Xiaofeng is different. That night, Xiaofeng punished Xia Yuyan with a disheartened face. Of course, this is the Afterword.

Look at the kitchen again. On rainy days, I cut the vegetables into pieces skillfully, then stir fry them in the pot, and soon a plate of fragrant diced chicken with kernels comes out of the pot. At this time, Xiaofeng has cut the bamboo into a festival, washed it and handed it to Xia Yuyan. Xia Yuyan takes the slub and puts the washed rice in the slub. Then she closes her mouth and hands it to the dark night. "Bake it on the fire."

The dark night took over the slub and nodded.

Xia Yuyan turns her head to deal with the eel.

The meal lasted half an hour. Although it's not much, it's just four dishes and one soup, but it's enough for Xuanyuan Yichen to eat alone. The bamboo tube rice just made is also taken out, cut into pieces and put on the plate. Xia Yuyan takes the food out of the kitchen.