After sleeping for two days and one night, Yuan Changhuan was originally chaotic, but when he saw Xie Ci's face, the scene in his dream suddenly appeared.

The defensiveness and vigilance in his eyes were undisguised.

Xie Ci's big hand was placed on Yuan Changhuan's forehead, "It's not hot, why are you still talking nonsense?" ”

"Stay away from me." Patting away Xie Ci's hand, Yuan Changhuan looked at Xie Ci steadily, his peach blossom eyes were rehydrated and clear.

Hooking his lips and smiling, Xie Ci held her hand, "Angry with me?" Shall I apologize to you? ”

Extraordinarily good to talk to.

Yuan Changhuan didn't eat this, and still resisted his approach.

"Well, it's for the husband." Xie Ci thought that Yuan Changhuan was frightened that day, so he resisted the man's approach, and his voice became more and more gentle, "Don't be afraid." ”

Is it him who she is afraid of, Yuan Changhuan felt uncomfortable when he remembered the stunning beauty in his dream and the wisp of familiar fragrance.

Especially the more Xie Ci relied on, the more uncomfortable she became.

Xie Ci was alert to find that Yuan Changhuan was resisting himself.

Her expression became more and more solemn, she was still angry with him?

His eyes fell on her pale and thin little face, and his thin lips pursed slightly, and he didn't say much, but really retreated.

Yuan Changhuan felt that the depressing space had eased a lot.

Sigh lightly.

Looking at her like this, Xie Ci's thin lips pursed tighter.

"I've slept for so long, drink a bowl of porridge first." Xie Ci brought the porridge that had been warm and fed her with his own hands.

Yuan Changhuan refused, his eyes stubborn, "I can come by myself." ”

This time he did not back down, "Open your mouth." ”

Yuan Changhuan closed his lips tightly, but he didn't open them, and tilted his head.

I thought I would be impatient, but I didn't even think about it, but in the face of her appearance, I coaxed her very patiently, "Yuanyuan, you have no strength in your body after sleeping for so long, what if you overturn?" ”

"My husband doesn't mind bathing you, you ......"

Obviously it was not a threat, but Yuan Changhuan heard the danger, if it was before, she would have compromised a long time ago, but this time, she looked at Xie Yu calmly.

There is not the slightest emotion.

Half-ringing eye to eye.

Xie Ci stood up, put the bowl down, and walked away.

looked at the maid kneeling outside, her eyebrows and eyes were cold, "Serve the princess to eat!" ”

"Yes......"

Yusatin couldn't wait for a long time, so she hurriedly got up and almost fell, but fortunately, Qingwan on the side supported her.

Yuan Changhuan quietly looked at the patterns on the brocade quilt.

His expression was serene, except for his emaciated and pale face, there was nothing wrong with it.

Partial birth, it is so quiet, it frightens the jade satin.

His eyes were red and he fed porridge to Yuan Changhuan, "Fortunately, the princess is fine, otherwise the slave and maid would have the face to go to see Mrs. Hou." ”

Yuan Changhuan drank porridge calmly with his eyebrows and eyes, and had no intention of speaking.

"There will be nothing to do in the future, the prince has completely eradicated the two families that bullied the princess." Qingwan helped Yuan Changhuan sit up and put on a soft pillow, "The prince is so good to the princess, since you are sick, you have been taken care of by the prince himself." ”

"I didn't close my eyes for two days and one night."

"Yes, the prince is so good to you." Yu Sain had a grudge against Xie Ci before, but in the past two days, seeing Xie Ci taking care of his own young lady with his eyes closed, this resentment has long been dissipated.

Yuan Changhuan was still silent, and after using the porridge, he wrote lightly, "I'm tired, you guys go down." ”

"......" The two maids glanced at each other, what's wrong with the princess?

Isn't the prince happy that she's angry?

With brocade blocked his face, Yuan Changhuan closed his eyes, but he was very conscious.

I don't know how long it tore open, and a pair of hands tore open the brocade quilt.