When she woke up again, what Ruan Yuyi saw when she opened her eyes was a strange room with simple furnishings, and the person standing next to her was Mu Xiang, who looked worried.
As soon as she raised her head, the cool handkerchief on her forehead fell off.
Mu Xiang dipped the handkerchief into the basin of water on one side, rubbed it twice, squeezed out the water, folded it and placed it on her still slightly warm forehead, then pressed her back onto the couch.
"Miss, I said earlier that you will catch cold if you dress like this. It's fine now. Just bear with it." Mu Xiang rambled.
Did you catch a cold? She touched her cheek, and sure enough she felt a strange warmth.
She pursed her lips in a guilty manner and muttered, "It must have something to do with the cool breeze last night."
Mu Xiang was speechless for a moment. She should have changed the lady into a thicker bedding, and the window should have been carefully checked. Madam, too, wondered what An was thinking. The other empty courtyards were like treasures.
Yes, I gave it to this room.
"By the way," Ruan Yuyi turned her face slightly and asked, "Are we still at Shenghe Temple?"
How could Mu Xiang not know what she was thinking, and teased, "The lady is actually asking about the Crown Prince, right? Don't worry, His Highness the Crown Prince brought you in personally, and he also ordered people to prepare the things."
It seemed that it was indeed as close as the rumors said. Ruan Yuyi breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, the next things would become more logical.
There was a knocking sound at the door.
She looked over and saw a young novice, holding a bowl with both hands, hesitating by the door, not knowing whether to go in or not.
Mu Xiang walked over, and the little novice monk looked at the ground and said stumblingly, "This, this is medicine to cure wind and cold, for you girls."
"Thank you," Mu Xiang took the bowl, the dark brown soup still swaying in the bowl, "I have caused you trouble."
The little novice monk's ears were slightly red, and he said, "Yes, yes," and then ran away in a panic, as if he were hiding from a ghost, and did not even look at the person in front of him the whole time.
Mu Xiang turned around and entered the room, handing the soup to Ruan Yuyi.
She could smell the smell of herbs from afar, and now when she put it under her nose, she felt that the smell went straight to Tianling Gai, and she felt full just by smelling it.
Mu Xiang knew that the young lady had a sweet tooth and hated drinking this medicine. In the past, when the young master of the Ruan family was still here, he would bring candied fruits and coax people to drink the medicine.
Ruan Yuyi glanced at the decoction and said, "Let's put it away for now. It will burn your mouth a little now."
She was a little funny. She probably had to let it cool down and pour it out. "Miss, it's not hot anymore. If it's colder, it will taste even more bitter."
Having said that, Ruan Yuyi had no choice but to take the medicine. She looked at the turbid soup and held her breath for several times, unable to swallow it. She looked at Mu Xiang in embarrassment.
The woody fragrance is unmoved.
Seeing this, she put the bowl aside, got off the couch, straightened her clothes, and said she wanted to thank the prince first, and then left the room.
Muxiang had no choice but to keep up.
At this time, it was getting bright outside, and the surrounding scenery looked brighter in the sunshine.
Ruan Yuyi looked around and found that she was in the room next to the room where she was chanting sutras just now. She wondered if Prince Yu was still there.
She gently pushed open the half-closed door, and the light from outside the door shone inside, vaguely describing the scene inside - a small Buddha statue half a person's height was enshrined in the room, with several square cushions in front of it, and the prince was leaning on it.
By the window, holding a book in his hand.
Although Jiang Huaiyang was reading on the surface, his mind was not on that at all. He hadn't turned a page in a long time.
As the new emperor, he has only been in power for a few days and has many matters that need to be handed over to him.
I thought that it would be very easy to fall asleep when I was busy during the day. I didn't want to dream about a woman every night. I couldn't distinguish her appearance. I only remembered the ringing bells on her ankles, which kept jingling with their movements like a nightmare.
ring.
One after another, they all struck in his heart, making him excited. Therefore, every time he woke up, he would be dripping with sweat and feel uneasy.
If you want to save face for that woman——
Alert to the footsteps at the door, Jiang Huaiyang turned his head and looked.
If he wanted to save face for that woman, he thought she would be similar to the person in front of him.
He remained silent and looked at the woman who bowed in front of him. He opened his mouth and spoke in a charming and soft voice, like the accent from the south of the Yangtze River. "My little daughter Ruan Yuyi has met His Highness the Crown Prince. Thank you very much for your help today. I am very grateful."
Ruan Yuyi's voice was usually clearer and clearer, but now she deliberately softened it, making her whole body look more delicate and fragile.
It turns out that this person is here to seduce Jiang Qi again. He is a very capable person, but he doesn’t know how to let the ringing sound enter his dreams.
He sneered secretly and couldn't help but look down on the person in front of him.
Yesterday, a woman also came to see Jiang Qi. She was all dressed up and had obviously prepared carefully. However, she was as stupid as she was and found the wrong wing.
Jiang Huaiyang didn't want to pay attention, and wanted her to leave on her own. He rubbed the pages with his fingertips, and unconsciously crumpled the paper. His peripheral vision was occupied by a touch of goose yellow.
It's just that the woman was blocked outside by the guards, and how did she get in?
He heard himself say, "The courtyard gate is guarded by guards. How did you get in?"
Ruan Yuyi hesitated for a while, but still didn't say anything. If she revealed it to him, how could she sneak in next time? In fact, what she didn't expect was that as long as he gave an order, martial law would be tightened here.
Don't call it a small door next time. Even if you climb over the wall, you won't be able to enter the yard.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Jiang Huaiyang didn't bother to remind her that she had mistaken the wrong person, "Since you are fine, don't stay here for a long time."
She took a sneak peek and saw that when the prince's face was expressionless, his pair of peach blossom eyes looked particularly cold and deep, making people feel that he was difficult to approach, but he would also act to save a strange woman.
It seems that the rumors cannot be trusted at all.
But speaking of it, why didn't she see the concubine when she and the concubine were eating fast and worshiping Buddha together? She subconsciously glanced at the door, maybe because she was physically inconvenient and stayed in a separate room and didn't move around often.
Jiang Huaiyang noticed her small movements and finally raised his eyelids, only to see that she still maintained her saluting posture.
"Want to stay here until dark?"
After thinking for a while, he added, "Have you drunk the medicine I gave you?"
For some reason, she always felt that the prince was rejecting her, or that outsiders were staying here for a long time. She thought about his words for a long time, and then realized that he was asking her to get up.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for taking the trouble. It's not too late." When it came to the medicine, she felt frightened. Drinking such a bitter thing would be even worse than beating her.
Ruan Yuyi stood up straight, but found that her legs were a little weak after squatting for a long time.
"Don't think too much, it was prepared by the people in the temple."
Jiang Huaiyang casually told Mu Xiang, "Go and bring the soup, I'll watch you drink it." The second half of the sentence was directed at Ruan Yuyi.
Muxiang left in response.
She moved her steps slightly, trying to relax a little, but suddenly thought of something, and with a little sore strength, she pretended to be unsteady, and controlled her fall in the direction of Jiang Huaiyang.
He saw through her little trick at a glance, and frowned slightly. He wanted to push the person away, but his body took a conscious step to catch the person. The person in his arms was indeed as soft as he imagined.
Jiang Huaiyang felt a pair of small hands fall on his waist, his eyes fell on the top of her hair, and his eyes darkened.
He couldn't help but feel a little strange. He had clearly been involved in political intrigues all year round, and he had countless bones at his feet. He had rarely had contact with women. Even the few in the harem had just been brought into the palace to check and balance the government and the opposition.
How could I have such a dream?
Ruan Yuyi didn't know what he was thinking. Based on the rumors and speculations, she thought that the prince must like someone with warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms, so she snuck into the other person's arms again, suppressed her shame, and boldly whispered in the other person's ear.
He took a breath and said softly:
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, the little girl couldn't stand firm for a while. Your Highness - you won't blame me, right?"
Jiang Huaiyang was blown to the point where his ears and the side of his neck were numb. He held the other person's shoulders and pushed him away, saying in a deep voice, "Of course not." A little disgust filled his heart.
At this time, Mu Xiang came over with the soup.
Ruan Yuyi didn't want to accept it at all.
He reminded, "If the girl doesn't drink, wouldn't it be a waste of the kindness of the monks in the temple?" He didn't believe that a woman who would do anything to throw herself into the arms of a strange man would still be afraid of this little pain.
He spoke maliciously to the monk, just to see how the young lady would react.
If she hadn't heard that the prince was romantic and affectionate, Ruan Yuyi would have suspected that the other party saw that she didn't want to take the medicine and deliberately made things difficult for her.
She caught a glimpse of Jiang Huaiyang looking at her closely, and could no longer refuse, so she reluctantly took the bowl, held her breath, and brought it to her lips.
Dark brown concoction was poured from her mouth one after another. Her mouth was small, so she drank hastily, and the juice that could not be contained slipped from the corners of her lips, making her lips look more rosy and supple.
When she took the last sip, she wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and her mouth was filled with the taste of herbs.
Jiang Huaiyang pursed his lips and finished watching this scene.
When he saw her finish drinking, he started to chase people away, "Since you have nothing to do, don't stay any longer."
Ruan Yuyi knew that it would be inconvenient to stay longer, so she had to bow and leave, thinking about the reason for coming tomorrow.
Jiang Huaiyang took in all her expressions and knew that she had made a small calculation again, and he felt cold in his heart. Anyway, if she suffered a few setbacks, she would probably not come.
After all, he wasn't the Gao Zhi she really wanted to find.
Just before he was about to leave to return to the palace, Jiang Huaiyang found a golden peach blossom top hairpin in the next room and placed it in the most conspicuous position on the small table next to the bed.
He held the hairpin carelessly with his two fingers, his expression gloomy and unclear. The exquisite objects in his daughter's house looked particularly fragile in his broad palm.