"Li Li, you're back."
Ye Li sat by the bed, "You can scream if it hurts."
Mo Xiuyao smiled, "Won't it hurt if I scream? Don't worry, it's just a little bit of pain. It's just that it's a bit annoying to lie in bed all day because I can't get up. "
"I won't laugh at you." Ye Li said.
Mo Xiuyao looked at her quietly. After a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Li Li, can I hug you?" Ye Li was startled. She bent down and hugged Mo Xiuyao along with the blanket. She smiled and said, "You can't catch a cold right now. Just put up with it." Mo Xiuyao let out a low laugh. After a while, he stopped and said in a low voice, "Actually … the pain is still bearable. But that cold feeling … it's like falling into a cold pond full of ice water, and it's a feeling that you'll never be able to climb out of. I've gotten used to the pain for a long time, but I can't get used to that cold feeling. Sometimes … I even feel that it's okay if it hurts a little. I'm afraid that one day, I won't even feel the pain anymore. All that's left is that cold feeling. If that's the case … Li Li, I really don't know if I'll be able to hold on. "
"That won't happen." Ye Li hugged him and said softly, "Didn't Divine Doctor Shen go to the East Sea to look for Phoenix Tail Grass? In another two years, the Raging Fire Lotus will bear seeds. At that time, the cold poison will be cured and everything will be fine. You've been able to hold on until now. What's two more years? "Mo Xiuyao nodded and said," Of course I'll wait. Li Li, if I don't die, you'll never be able to leave me. Aren't you afraid? "
"Before I married you, I didn't want you to die early so that I could receive your inheritance." Ye Li said lightly.
"I definitely won't die, Li Li." Mo Xiuyao reached out and wrapped an arm around Ye Li's slender waist. Ye Li was stunned. She pulled his hand down and stuffed it back into the quilt expressionlessly. "Don't mess around if you can't stand the cold." She seemed to have made a promise just now? But she didn't seem to have said anything … Ye Li pondered silently.
Once it was winter, the Ding King's residence rejected all the invitations and gatherings, including the palace banquet. The reason was the same as usual: Prince Ding was seriously ill. The hearts of the people who had been stirred up by the sighting of Prince Ding during the summer gradually calmed down. After the Imperial Physicians in the Palace went back and forth a few times to no avail, other than the continuous flow of various tonics and medicinal herbs from the Palace into the Ding King's manor, no one else came to disturb them. The Ding King's residence seemed to have regained its silence from the past two years.
Of course, it wasn't that there were no visitors at all. For example, Feng Zhiyao was one of them.
"Third Young Master Feng, the Princess Consort and the Prince have invited you to the side chamber." Feng Zhiyao, who was waiting in the study, raised his eyebrows and asked in puzzlement, "Ah Yao is ill again? But isn't he staying with the Princess Consort? Why did he move to the side chamber? "
A faint smile appeared on Director Mo's stern face. "Many thanks for Young Master Feng's concern. The Prince is fine these few days. A few days ago, the Prince and the Princess Consort moved to the side chamber. "
Feng Zhiyao's face was filled with envy, jealousy and hatred. "It's good to have a large manor. If you want to live in the main hall, you can live in the main hall. If you want to live in the side chamber, you can live in the side chamber. If you're tired of living in the side chamber, you can take turns living in a few courtyards. " Director Mo already knew Feng Zhiyao's temperament and didn't find it strange. He smiled faintly and said, "If Young Master Feng dislikes the small manor, you can tell the Prince. The King's residence has two mansions in the capital for Young Master Feng to live in. "
Feng Zhiyao rolled his eyes, "Forget it. When the manor is big, there are so many people and things to do. It's so annoying. "
"Young Master Feng should start a family." Director Mo followed behind Feng Zhiyao and said.
"I know. Your Prince has married a good Princess Consort. This young master hasn't played enough. "Feng Zhiyao waved his hand to indicate that the matter of marriage could be discussed in the future. His old man didn't care about this matter, but the elders in the King's residence were rather enthusiastic. It was a pity that he couldn't enjoy it.
The side chamber that Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao lived in was a separate building to the south of the main courtyard where the two lived. It was located in the inner garden of the main courtyard. It was only two side rooms less than the main hall. It looked more peaceful and elegant. When Feng Zhiyao stepped into the main hall, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. A gust of warm air hit him in the face. The entire main hall was warm and cozy like it was March or April. Feng Zhiyao knew about Mo Xiuyao's physical condition. He also knew that as long as Mo Xiuyao could appear in the Prince Ding Mansion, they definitely wouldn't burn charcoal in the winter. But here …
Director Mo followed behind and said, "Young Master Feng, the Prince and Princess Consort are waiting for you in the small study."
Feng Zhiyao couldn't help but turn around and ask, "How many study rooms does your King's residence have?"
Director Mo replied seriously, "The outer courtyard and inner courtyard each have a library and study room. In the main courtyard, the Prince and Princess Consort each have a study room. The study room in this side chamber was set up temporarily. "
"This young master hates study rooms, and hates discussing matters in study rooms even more." Feng Zhiyao said.
"Then … this subordinate will ask Princess Consort and Prince to come out?"
"Forget it. I don't dare to ask them to come out and see me personally. "Feng Zhiyao waved his hand and swaggered away while fanning himself.
When he stepped into the study room and saw the two people sitting in the room playing chess, Feng Zhiyao felt like he was about to envy Mo Xiuyao's days.
"I say, Prince, it's not right to let others work themselves to death outside while you play chess at home." Feng Zhiyao lazily leaned against the door and lightly mocked. How could people be mentally balanced in this world? Those who had a hard life had to rush about in the cold wind and rain all day, just like him. Those who had a good life could leisurely sit in a warm study room and play chess, accompanied by a beauty. Just like Mo Xiuyao. Ye Li smiled and glanced at Feng Zhiyao. Although Young Master Feng's coquettish face was filled with displeasure, the smile in his eyes was more genuine than usual. It could be seen that he was not in a bad mood.
Mo Xiuyao put down a piece and then raised his head to look at Feng Zhiyao, asking: "What is it?"
Feng Zhiyao slowly walked in while fanning himself, saying: "Can't I come to see you if there's nothing? Marrying a princess really is different. At this time in the past, you would be lying in bed half dead. " Feng Zhiyao clearly did not mind poking at Mo Xiuyao's scars. He swaggered to the side and found a place to sit down. He examined the furnishings in the room and said: "A few days ago, Chief Steward Mo had Leng Er find someone skilled in construction. Was it for this side hall? Not bad, it really is not bad. Princess Consort sister-in-law, this … can this little brother also have a set? " Even someone as experienced and knowledgeable as the Third Young Master Feng couldn't figure out what was going on in this warm room. It was fine if he did not understand. It did not prevent him from knowing what it was used for. In the middle of winter, who would have the patience to burn charcoal that was as expensive as silver? It smelled bad, it was inconvenient, and it was not as warm.
Ye Li said with a faint smile: "Actually, I don't really understand these things. If Young Master Feng is interested, you can go find those craftsmen to discuss it. " The ancient craftsmen's wisdom was not to be underestimated. She had only drawn a rough design and put forward her own ideas and principles. Those experienced craftsmen had used less than half a month to set up this side hall's water heating system. No wonder people said that there were many lost crafts that even the machines of the twenty first century could not make. Feng Zhiyao's eyes lit up, "They are all Leng Er's people. Many thanks, Princess Consort. This young master will go find him tomorrow. " He, he, when he had a warm room like this, he would hold a banquet in the fu. He wanted to see if those arrogant fellows would drool in envy. "Yi? Prince, did that fellow Leng Er say that we can use this to earn a fortune? Of course … … we will not forget Princess Consort's contributions. " Thinking that Ye Li was the original creator of this room, Feng Zhiyao did not forget to give her a flattering smile.
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