Early the next morning, Jiang Suzhou asked for medical leave and wanted to return to the capital early.
Perhaps it was because of the ruckus last night, but the empress was in a bad mood and wasn't in the mood. When she heard someone report that His Highness Prince Jing was sick, she waved her hand and allowed it.
Jiang Suzhou was indeed sick.
That night, after he went to bed, he started to make plans. He had to return to the estate the next day. Since he wanted to leave early, he had to find an excuse.
In that case, the best excuse would be him.
With this in mind, Jiang Suzhou didn't hesitate and didn't discuss it with Huo Wujiu. He secretly opened the window in the middle of the night, removed the blanket, and lay there for the whole night.
Perhaps it was because of the cold, but he didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night.
He was awake for most of the night, so his mind was very clear. He started to think about all sorts of things. He thought about the Pang Shao incident over and over again, then thought about his future plans. As he thought about it, his thoughts drifted to Huo Wujiu.
He didn't know why, but when he thought about Huo Wujiu, his cheeks and ears felt a little hot.
He raised his hand and gently touched his face with the back of his hand.
He thought about today, when Huo Wujiu hugged him.
He was a little too useless. When he saw blood, he inexplicably wanted to cry. He tried his best to hold it in, but he couldn't. Just as he was feeling embarrassed, Huo Wujiu pressed him into his arms.
It didn't seem like it was hugging him, but it was true that it had enveloped his entire body. He could smell the distinct scent of blood on his body, but he could feel his firm muscles and strong heartbeat. His heartbeat pressed against his chest and traveled to Jiang Suzhou's body.
When he thought about this, he closed his eyes and felt an inexplicable awkwardness.
It wasn't an unpleasant feeling, but it made his heart beat faster.
Jiang Suzhou didn't know why, but he felt a little flustered. There was a sweet feeling of panic and nervousness.
He had never felt this way before.
This feeling made him toss and turn even more restlessly. In the cold wind of the night in the mountains, the temperature on his face didn't decrease. It wasn't until the second half of the night that he finally fell asleep.
This time, he fainted in his sleep. When he was shaken awake by Meng Qianshan, he was already running a high fever.
He groggily opened his eyes and saw Meng Qianshan lying on the bed with a nervous expression.
Jiang Suzhou opened his mouth. He was about to speak, but a series of hoarse coughs sounded.
Meng Qianshan hurriedly helped him to sit up. and said in a panic, "Your Highness, forgive me! I didn't know why I'm's to sleep, Your Highness, Prince's, you're cold! The imperial Imperial's doctor … "
Jiang Suizhou, however, sat up and waved his hand.
. Yes, Prince to his, to Wujiu to's to. He was to Wujiu's.
Wujiu Wujiu's right't's................
Sure enough, his body wasn't good at other things, but it was good at pretending to be sick.
A smile appeared on Jiang Suzhou's face.
Meng Qianshan saw that he was still smiling. He called out in a panic, "Your Highness …"
Jiang Suzhou raised his hand to interrupt him, "Don't worry, this Prince has his own plans. Send someone to tell the Emperor that this Prince has a high fever and needs to return home to recuperate. "
Meng Qianshan repeatedly agreed. Jiang Suzhou waved his hand and said, "Go quickly."
He knew that there was still a long way to go from here to Lin 'an. If he delayed any longer, he was afraid that it would be midnight.
He didn't know if his sick body could withstand the fatigue of the journey.
Meng Qianshan hurriedly ran away.
After sending away Meng Qianshan, Jiang Suzhou leaned on the bed and coughed.
He saw a cup of steaming water being handed to him.
He looked up and saw Huo Wujiu's cold face.
The complacent expression on Jiang Suizhou's face froze, and he even felt a bit guilty.
Without waiting for him to speak, Huo Wujiu leaned over. While following his breath, he brought the water to Jiang Suzhou's lips. He waited for him to drink without saying a word.
How could he dare to let Huo Wujiu serve him?
However, Jiang Suzhou didn't have the strength to resist at this time. He could only follow Huo Wujiu's movements and drink two mouthfuls of water.
… … It was hot.
After drinking two mouthfuls, Jiang Suzhou didn't want to drink anymore. Huo Wujiu's hand stopped in place. He didn't compromise at all.
Jiang Suzhou could only whisper, "It's hot."
Because he was sick, his voice was softer than usual. Coupled with his lack of breath, there was a hint of coquettishness in his voice. It sounded quite delicate.
Huo Wujiu paused. He took back the teacup and put it on the table next to him.
"Is this the way you said to go home?" Huo Wujiu asked in a low voice.
His tone was very calm, but Jiang Suzhou could hear the hint of a punitive expedition in his words.
He paused and whispered guiltily, "… … Yes."
Then, he hurriedly explained, "This method is more direct after all! Your injury needs to be bandaged and treated. It can't be delayed any longer. I'm sick all the time. It's nothing … … "
Before he could finish, he couldn't help but cough violently.
He coughed until he was dizzy. His ears were filled with his own hoarse coughs. Somehow, he vaguely heard a sigh.
Then, a hand fell on his back and patted him slowly.
— —
However, after that, he didn't hear Huo Wujiu say another word.
He sat silently at the side and watched the imperial physician treat his illness. Then, he quietly waited for the people sent by Meng Qianshan to return with the imperial edict. Then, he packed up his luggage and carriage.
Jiang Suzhou didn't say a word to Huo Wujiu until he changed his clothes and got into the carriage. He sat next to Huo Wujiu.
Jiang Suzhou felt a little uneasy.
Meng Qianshan brought him a fur blanket and covered him with it. He curled up on the seat of the carriage and leaned against the corner of the carriage.
The mountain road was bumpy, and the carriage wasn't very stable. He leaned against the carriage and bumped into it. However, his eyes kept glancing at Huo Wujiu. He couldn't help but wonder if Huo Wujiu was angry.
He kept looking at Huo Wujiu. After a few times, he was caught red-handed by Huo Wujiu.
Jiang Suzhou was in a daze due to his illness. He suddenly looked into Huo Wujiu's bottomless black eyes and was shocked.
Huo Wujiu looked at him quietly. After a while, he asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Suzhou cleared his throat and said softly, "… Don't be angry."
Huo Wujiu's body paused slightly.
Then, he stood up from the wheelchair and walked to Jiang Suzhou's side and sat down.
"I'm not angry," he said.
"Then you …"
"But next time, shouldn't you tell me before you make such a decision?" Huo Wujiu said.
Jiang Suzhou choked and couldn't say anything for a while.
After a while, he muttered softly, "And you said you weren't angry …"
Huo Wujiu's eyes and ears were sharp. Naturally, he heard him.
He sighed helplessly and reached out to touch Jiang Suzhou's forehead. He said, "There are many ways. You don't have to hurt your body."
Jiang Suzhou was stubborn. "I'm used to being sick …"
This was the truth. When he came to this dynasty, his life was in danger. How could he care about being sick? On the other hand, his sickly body could sometimes be used as a cover and sometimes as a weapon. He didn't have any psychological or moral burden to use himself. When the situation was urgent, he naturally didn't hesitate.
However, Huo Wujiu interrupted him.
"You're quite comfortable being sick, aren't you?" he asked.
Jiang Suzhou shut his mouth in embarrassment and didn't say anything.
Huo Wujiu said, "If you're not feeling well, why do you still want to do this? Just tell me directly. There are always other ways. "
Jiang Suzhou knew that he was in the wrong. He knew that he lacked consideration and was used to acting on his own. He never thought of discussing it with Huo Wujiu.
He lowered his head and grunted in agreement.
He didn't know how wronged he looked when he admitted his mistake. In Huo Wujiu's eyes, it was actually a little infuriating. He was like a small animal that had done something wrong. After a few words of reprimand, he pretended to be pitiful and aggrieved. Instead, he looked like he was being bullied.
Huo Wujiu couldn't bear to see him like this.
When he spoke again, he tried his best to speak softly. Because he never spoke softly to others, his soft voice sounded awkward and clumsy.
"Even if I don't care about my injury, it won't be a problem. The wound isn't deep and there's no poison on the blade. It didn't hurt any vital parts. Even if I don't care, he'll recover. "
When Jiang Suzhou heard this, he was about to speak but was interrupted by Huo Wujiu.
"Don't talk back." Huo Wujiu was merciless. "I know this kind of thing much better than you."
That was true.
Although he was still young, he had grown up on the battlefield. As for Jiang Suzhou, he was a modern person and had never seen any bloody scenes. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. In addition, he was too concerned and made a big fuss over nothing.
He shut his mouth in embarrassment.
He heard Huo Wujiu pause for a while, as if he was organizing his words. After a while, he spoke again.
"Yesterday, when I was injured, you felt bad, didn't you?" He said.
Jiang Suzhou nodded obediently.
He heard Huo Wujiu continue.
"You felt bad for me. I could feel it. You insisted on freezing yourself because of my small injury. How would you know if I would feel bad or not?"
Although his tone was a little awkward, his words truly shocked Jiang Suzhou.
He raised his head and looked at Huo Wujiu in a daze.
He saw Huo Wujiu sitting there with his eyes lowered. His expression was cold and calm, and he didn't look at him.
In Jiang Suzhou's illness, he couldn't see people clearly. With the carriage shaking, it was even more difficult to see clearly. Therefore, he didn't see that Huo Wujiu's body was a little stiff. His cold gaze, which was staring at the corner of the carriage, was also motionless and full of nervousness.
This appearance clearly showed that he was awkwardly hiding something.
After a while, he looked at Jiang Suzhou.
"You just need to take care of yourself," he said. "Don't hurt yourself for me."
Jiang Suzhou opened his mouth and was about to speak.
But at this time, the carriage finally descended the mountain. That part of the road hadn't been repaired, and it had rained a few days ago. When the magnificent ceremonial procession rolled, the ground became very rugged.
The carriage suddenly jolted, and Jiang Suzhou crashed heavily into the carriage. Then, following the inertia, he fell to the side and fell straight to the other side.
Jiang Suzhou only felt that his sick brain had been shaken into paste.
But at this time, he bumped head first into a somewhat familiar embrace.
Warm, firm, with the unique tenacity of muscles, and a heartbeat so steady that it seemed like all the other sounds in the world had disappeared, leaving only this one sound.
Jiang Suzhou only felt that his heart had stopped for a moment.
He paused, only feeling that the panic from last night had returned. After a while, he recovered and hurriedly supported his body to stand up.
But at this time, an arm lifted up and pressed down on his shoulder. It pulled him back and pressed him back to his original position.
The carriage was still jolting, but a warm embrace and a hard carriage were not the same.
Jiang Suzhou's throat lost its ability to speak.
Then, with a burst of vibration in his chest behind him, he heard Huo Wujiu's voice.
"Okay, close your eyes and sleep. We'll be there soon," he said.
Jiang Suzhou wasn't so sick that he couldn't move, but he didn't struggle anymore.
He stared blankly for a moment, and without knowing why, he obediently followed his words and closed his eyes.
For a moment, his vision darkened. Within the rocking carriage, that person had encircled him in a firm and warm embrace.
Like a tired bird returning to its nest.
Jiang Suzhou's head was dizzy from his illness, but his mind was clear for a moment. Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.
He seemed … to have fallen for it.
It seemed … that the fact that Imperial Prince Jing was a homosexual had changed from a fake to a real one.
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