The bathtub is filled with pieces of rose petals, and with the mist lingering, there is an elegant fragrance.
Chu Jiaoli leaned in Beigong Tengxiao's arms, listening to the teasing sound of water, her thoughts gradually calmed down.
The hair accessories were taken off, and the bun and braids were combed down. Bei Gong Tengxiao wiped the dried tears on her face with a handkerchief, and put the warm wet handkerchief on her eyes that were red and swollen from crying. p>
He chuckled lightly and said, "It's as swollen as a walnut. Li'er never cried so much before."
Chu Jiaoli pursed her lips and said nothing.
"Li'er, I'm not a fool." Beigong Tengxiao's smile revealed an incomprehensible bitterness, "I know very well what kind of person Chu Jiaowei is."
Chu Jiaoli looked up at him, her eyes were covered by him again with a warm handkerchief. He gently rubbed the acupuncture points on her eyes and said: "I have my considerations, so you can rest assured.
"Li'er." Beigong Tengxiao gently leaned his chin on the top of her head, his tone full of tenderness and tenderness, "For your body, I will visit all the famous doctors in the world to diagnose and treat you. If you really can't give birth, I will give birth to you."
No more babies."
"Okay." Chu Jiaoli smiled in relief and indulged in his warm embrace.
It seems that she has not been so comfortable for a long time. Now that Beigong Tengxiao is by her side, all worries seem to have disappeared.
She put her arms around Bei Gong Tengxiao's neck, snuggled up against him, and fell asleep deeply.
When she woke up again, she put on new clothes and lay on the bed with Beigong Tengxiao. Maybe they were too tired, so the two slept until noon.
Fortunately, I ate something yesterday to fill my stomach, so I'm not too hungry yet.
The house has been tidied up, and the maids have put on precious crystal bead curtains and gauze curtains. Things on the table have been neatly stacked, and elegant incense is burning in the incense burner, sweeping away the haze of yesterday.
She nuzzled comfortably in Beigong Tengxiao's arms with a gentle smile.
Feeling the unusually hot body temperature, Chu Jiaoli suddenly felt a roar in her head.
She raised her hand and touched his forehead. It was unusually hot, and her heart skipped a beat. She frowned and said, "Your Highness, you have a high fever."
In her memory, Beigong Tengxiao was strong and strong, but this was the first time she saw him with a fever.
Beigong Tengxiao opened his eyes, slowly came back to his senses, held her cold hand and put it on his forehead, and said with a faint smile: "You have a fever? Then you can rest for a few days."
Chu Jiaoli frowned and said, "You're still joking." After finishing her words, she raised her voice outside the room and said, "Here comes Doctor Xuan."
"Yes."
After a while, the imperial doctor wrote down the prescription after checking the pulse, bowed to Chu Jiaoli, and said: "Reporting to the Crown Princess, Your Highness, you have a high fever caused by working hard day and night and not sleeping for a long time. You can recover in a few days of rest." Chu Jiaoli nodded slightly. After the imperial doctor left, Chu Jiaoli sat on the edge of the bed, raised her hand to hold his, and probed his forehead with her other hand, sighing softly.
Beigong Tengxiao seemed very tired. He just said a few words to her and then fell asleep deeply.
Jingyue walked in, bowed to Chu Jiaoli, and said: "Empress, His Highness has just given instructions to order his subordinates to return the memorial to the palace."
"Yes." Chu Jiaoli responded softly, then saw him walking to the desk, and called Jing Ling over. The two of them packed up several large stacks of memorials and picked them up.
Looking at so many memorials, Chu Jiaoli couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Are those reviewed or not?"
"When I get back to the empress, the ones that have been approved have already been sent to the palace, but the ones that have not been approved have been sent to the palace. His Highness is afraid that the condition may be delayed, so he can only send his subordinates to send them back to the palace immediately."
"How many days does this weigh?"
"Go back to my wife, these are from last night and the night before."
Chu Jiaoli suddenly felt a pang of pain in her heart, and asked, "When did Your Highness have to deal with so many memorials?"
Jingyue sighed softly and said: "Since the few days before the empress returned to Anheju, she has always been at this level, so I resigned."
While they were talking, the two of them had already left in a hurry.
Chu Jiaoli looked back at the sleeping Beigong Tengxiao, raised her hand and gently stroked his cheek, her eyes instantly turned red.
If I knew he was so tired, I shouldn't have caused him such trouble the night before...
"You're crying again." Beigong Tengxiao slowly opened his eyes and met her rabbit eyes.
Chu Jiaoli raised her hand to wipe her tears and said, "How do you know?"
Beigong Tengxiao chuckled, held her hand that was caressing his face, and said, "You will tremble when you cry."
Chu Jiaoli lowered her eyes and said: "Your Highness, I shouldn't torment you."
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand to wipe away her tears and said: "It's just a minor illness, but you have to cry like this. What if..."
Chu Jiaoli's eyes were panicked and she said, "What if it is?"
Beigong Tengxiao was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "It's nothing."
Mo Wuyou's medical skills are superb, and the poisons he administers are all kinds of strange. Ordinary doctors may not be able to detect the poisons in his body.
Fortunately, she was not noticed. If she knew about this, she doesn't know how she would react.
Seeing the sad look on Chu Jiaoli's eyebrows, he raised his hand and gently touched her frown, saying, "I know you feel bad? You must serve me well these days."
Chu Jiaoli lay down on her side, snuggled next to him, and said, "Okay, I will serve you, and I will serve you all my life."
Beigong Tengxiao gently raised the corners of his lips, put his arms around her shoulders, held her in his arms, and said, "You are the only one? Where are the five beauties?"
Chu Jiaoli bit her lip in embarrassment. This would definitely be a source of conversation for him to make fun of her in the future. She murmured in a low voice: "There is no one else but me..."
"I am not easy to take care of. My beloved concubine has to work so hard alone. Isn't it very tiring? I don't need to find someone to share the burden?" Beigong Tengxiao said jokingly.
"No need!" Chu Jiaoli blushed and buried herself in his arms, stretching out her slender arms to hug him tightly, venting her possessiveness.
Beigong Tengxiao teased in a low voice: "Li'er, I like you to take possession of me."
Chu Jiaoli bit her lip and said, "I am the same."
"What?" Beigong Tengxiao seemed a little surprised and looked down at her.
Chu Jiaoli buried her head very low, her face was red, her slender fingers were tightly grasping his robe, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito: "I am the same."
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand to lift her chin and looked at her rosy cheeks, which were more beautiful than before, and her erratic eyes were sparkling.
His voice was hoarse, and he leaned into her ear and said, "Li'er, your face is so red, where are you thinking?"
Chu Jiaoli looked away in embarrassment and said: "No...no..."
"You seduced me?"
"No!"
Chu Jiaoli wanted to get up and run away, but he held her waist tightly, and a faint voice sounded in her ears: "Don't run away, I don't have the strength to catch you now."
