Just as Murong Qiufeng was about to say something, there was a knock on the door, and then Uncle Yang brought a few people in with some food. It was not just plain porridge, but also other dishes, which were obviously prepared for Shangguan Ye.
Looking at the two people beside the bed, Yang Bo smiled kindly and said, "Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng has finally woken up. Your lord, you have been busy all day and night and haven't touched any water. Now that Mr. Feng is awake, lord, you will have a bite to eat first, and Mr.
The old slave will take care of you."
"It's okay, bring the porridge over here." Shangguan Ye waved his hand and handed the empty medicine bowl to Uncle Yang.
Yang Bo took the bowl, sighed helplessly, glanced at Murong Qiufeng for help, and then turned around to bring the bowl of white porridge.
Murong Qiufeng looked at Shangguan Ye in astonishment, and immediately frowned. He had mixed feelings in his heart, but he was also very moved, "My lord, have you been taking care of me?"
"Oh, don't think about it." Shangguan Ye pulled the quilt for him, smiled and comforted him, his voice was soft, and he turned to take the porridge handed over by Yang Bo.
Murong Qiufeng's eyes were a little moist, and he quickly wanted to get the porridge, "Your Majesty, I'm fine. You go and eat first."
"It's okay, it's just that it won't hurt if I haven't eaten for a day. Uncle Yang is making such a fuss. You drink the porridge first." Shangguan Ye seemed to be addicted to taking care of others. He spooned the porridge and put it to Murong Qiufeng's mouth, while gesturing to Uncle Yang and the others.
Go down and say, "Leave it for now, I will eat it later."
Yang Bo pretended to sigh, then closed the door and left with others.
Murong Qiufeng raised his hand and held Shangguan Ye's wrist, "Your Highness..."
"They say it's nothing. Don't think too much. You just need to take good care of yourself now. If you want me to eat it, just eat it first." Shangguan Ye smiled and threatened half-jokingly.
Murong Qiufeng's nose felt sore. Although she had no appetite, she still opened her mouth and ate reluctantly in small bites. Only when there was only half a bowl left, she tilted her head and said, "That's it."
Shangguan Ye looked at the half bowl of porridge left and couldn't help but frowned, "How can you only eat this little."
Murong Qiufeng turned her head again, reached out and pushed the bowl gently, and looked deeply at Shangguan Ye, with a serious and serious expression, but confusion in her eyes, "My lord, why are you so nice to me?"
It seemed to be sighing, but it also seemed to be asking.
"Oh, fool, you don't need a reason to treat someone. Why have you become so sentimental? I'm good to you, okay?"
"No, Your Majesty, it shouldn't be like this, obviously I..."
"Feng, do you still remember what I said in the palace?" Shangguan Ye suddenly put his finger on his lips, came slightly closer, made eye contact, and stopped what he was saying, "Don't think about the past, you are still you.
You just need to be yourself. If you really want to repay me, let me see you again."
The distance between the two was quite close, and Shangguan Ye's voice was very low and soft, which made Murong Qiufeng feel a little dazed, but there was something strange in her heart, which was very warm and soft.
His eyes unconsciously fell on the half-cut lips, and he couldn't help but think of the two ridiculous kisses that night in the wedding room. His face couldn't help but heat up, and he felt that the fingers against his lips were also a little hot. He turned his head uncomfortably, and gently
He said, "I understand." But in his heart, there was not even a little bit of rejection.
Seeing Murong Qiufeng's expression and reaction, Shangguan Ye felt better and better, and his smile widened a lot. He retracted his hand and did not persuade him to eat anymore. Instead, he stood up, turned around and prepared to go to the table.
Murong Qiufeng suddenly turned his head and said, "My lord, I'm sorry."
Shangguan Ye paused, then turned around and said seriously, "Just this once, don't say these three words to me again."
Murong Qiufeng pursed her lips, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and nodded gently, "Never again." I will never betray you, deceive you, hurt you, or do things I'm sorry for you.
Although life in the palace was dull, Murong Qiufeng was very satisfied.
He originally liked quiet people, so living in King Ye's courtyard was not only very comfortable, but also allowed him to find a pleasure, which was Shangguan Ye's library.
Although he does not live in the same room as Shangguan Ye now, Shangguan Ye also deliberately cleared a room next to him for him to live in.
The library is his favorite place to go every day besides practicing swordsmanship. Sometimes he stays there for a whole day. Except for Shangguan Ye who comes back with him after three meals occasionally, he is always there.
, and no one dared to disturb it deliberately.
Shangguan Ye also seemed to be busy. He heard that the emperor really wanted to arrange for him to be stationed in the civil service, so he became a little busier. Although he wanted to help, Shangguan Ye always said that now was not the time. As time went by, he did not
If you mention it again, Shangguan Ye will mention it when necessary.
Maybe it was a matter of time, or maybe he was getting more and more used to the way the two of them got along, so he gradually didn't care so much about that matter.
Getting along with Shangguan Ye is very harmonious. It's like going back to the past, only one step further than before. Now he completely thinks that he is Shangguan Ye's person, and he is not so alienated when talking about anything. On the contrary, many times, he will talk to Shangguan Ye.
Showing a little bit of his nature in his indulgence.
He didn't realize this, and Shangguan Ye was also happy to see it happen. For the past month, the whole palace has been exuding a warm feeling, making everyone in the palace feel like they are in heaven, but they are also worried about whether they will return one day.
to the original.
"Why, will you feel bored if you stay in the palace every day?" Shangguan Ye took off his cloak, walked to the brazier, flicked it a few times, smiled and looked at the man sitting there reading a book, who was so engrossed that even he came in.
Murong Qiufeng was not found.
Murong Qiufeng was startled, then raised his head and looked at Shangguan Ye. He poured a cup of tea and handed it over, "Why are you so early today?"
Shangguan Ye took the tea, sat down next to him and took a sip. The two of them got along so naturally that Murong Qiufeng didn't even notice it, just like an old couple.
Every day when Shangguan Ye comes back, he will first come here to chat with him, and then go back to the study to work. Murong Qiufeng is also used to it. Unknowingly, he has prepared two copies of everything here, as well as some necessary things for Shangguan Ye, because
Sometimes he also works here.
Shangguan Ye reached for his book and answered casually, "The winter hunting will be held in two days, so there is no need to go to court for the time being." As he spoke, he flipped through the book casually and looked at the place where Murong Qiufeng had read.
, not to be pretentious, but I really like the annotations and comments he makes when reading books.
"Hunting?" Murong Qiufeng frowned slightly.
Shangguan Ye looked sideways at him, "Why, are you interested? We can go together then. You have been bored for a long time, so it's time to go out for a walk."
Murong Qiufeng shook his head gently, "I won't go. After all, many people don't know that I am in Lucheng now, so as not to arouse suspicion. Besides, if you go hunting in such a cold weather, it is better to read here." He raised his voice.
Holding the book in his hand, he smiled slightly.
Shangguan Ye knew his temper and said nothing more.