For several days in a row, she ignored Qi Feng and didn't see him much. She was very happy. She was already grateful that he didn't bother her. It just so happened that these days, she had something to do every day.
She went to play with the prince when she had time. She enjoyed the time with the prince, being quiet and relaxed.
Qi Feng also didn't come to see her for several days. Firstly, he was still angry, and secondly, he felt that he, a dignified elder brother, could not apologize to a maid.
On this day, Yan Yan was preparing to go to the prince to play as usual, when he saw Qi Feng blocking the door.
Without raising her head, Yanyan walked around him and walked forward, leaving behind a faint fragrance that made Qi Feng feel in a trance. After walking a few steps, he rushed over and took her hand, holding her.
Just run.
Her wrist was held tightly, and Yanyan couldn't break free. She was dragged by him and ran for a long time, and stopped in an open space. She was panting, kept breathing, and glared at him, "Where is this?
Why did you bring me here?"
Looking around, in addition to the majestic palace walls, there is the empty bluestone road under my feet. Reflected by the lazy sunshine, it is particularly lonely.
"Why on earth did you bring me here?"
Although several days had passed and her anger had subsided, Yanyan still didn't want to pay attention to him. When she couldn't get an answer from him for a long time, Yanyan felt annoyed. Suddenly she turned around and saw him holding a kite towards her.
Ran over.
She saw that he was holding a kite in his hand, and it was completely white with nothing on it. However, she was a little confused about the ink pen he was holding in his other hand.
"What are you doing with the ink pen?" Seeing him approaching, Yan Yan pointed to the ink pen in his hand and asked.
"When I was young, whenever I was unhappy, my mother-in-law would ask me to fly a kite. She said, write down your unhappy thoughts on the kite, wait until it reaches high altitude, and then cut the string that pulls the kite.
There is no more joy." He waved the kite in his hand to her.
"I have nothing to be unhappy about." Yanyan's hand avoided the kite in his hand.
"I'm sorry, it was my fault that night. I shouldn't have said such stupid things. But, I also saw you and my second brother..." He paused, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes, but then it disappeared.
"I felt dizzy for a while, that's why I did that. You ignored me these past few days, and I knew you were angry with me, so I brought you to fly a kite. I hope you can calm down."
It's okay if he doesn't mention it, but it makes me feel uncomfortable when he mentions it.
"Then what I'm not happy about is seeing you. I'll be happy when you disappear. So are you disappearing just to make me happy?"
Qi Feng was stunned for a few seconds, put down the things in his hands, and turned around gracefully. A trace of pain flashed in his eyes as deep as a blue pool.
"Hey." Seeing the pain in his eyes, she couldn't bear to call him.
"What?" He quickly turned around happily, his eyes full of heat.
"This...this kite, I need someone to help me fly it up." She felt a little regretful that she shouldn't have stopped him, and hesitated without looking at him.
In the end, she wrote nothing on the paper and flew the kite into the sky.
However, just as the kite flew into the air, the sky began to darken. Following a few rumbles of thunder, a gust of wind picked up the clothes and fluttered, and big raindrops fell down.
In such a huge place, there was not even a place to take shelter from the rain. After running a few steps, their clothes were all soaked. They finally found a place to take shelter from the rain, and were trapped in the corridor without being able to go. Yanyan was writhing.
The water drops on his clothes looked at the rain that showed no sign of stopping for a while, so he glared at him and said: "Every time I meet you, nothing good happens. It seems that I will have to check the almanac before going out in the future."
Qi Feng also took off his coat and twisted it. There was a large puddle of water on the ground instantly. "I don't know why it rained today. There was sunshine just now."
"The rain is so heavy that it won't stop for a while. What can I do?" Yanyan sighed alone, and his body was completely soaked. If he didn't change his clothes quickly, he would definitely catch a cold if he kept going like this. Alas,
This is not good in ancient times. In modern times, you can get someone to send you an umbrella with just a phone call.
"We can only wait until the rain stops before we can leave. Are you cold?" Following her words, he sighed. Seeing that she was shaking slightly, he hurriedly took off his clothes and handed them to her.
give her.
"If you do this, you will catch the cold." Yan Yan looked at him and refused to take the clothes in his hands.
"Put it on." He forcefully put the clothes on her body, trembling and looking at the rain outside, which did not stop at all.
Yanyan clutched her clothes tightly, and there was still a faint scent of his body on them. She looked at him with some emotion, her long black hair hanging wetly on his shoulders, even though he was only wearing a pair of underwear.
, but he couldn't hide his stunning elegance. He stood simply like that, but it seemed as bright as the sun, making people almost forget about the annoying weather.
The rain was like silk, noisy and misty like mist. Standing at the edge of the corridor, Yanyan stretched out his hands to feel the reality of the raindrops. The drops fell into his palms, making them feel numb. He was about to take his palms back, but when he looked back and raised his eyes, he had already
Standing shoulder to shoulder with her on the edge of the corridor, he actually stretched out his hands to catch the bits of heavy rain, letting it beat and splash on his body, causing a burst of coolness. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, listening to the words that echoed between them.
The sound of patter of rain.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Yan Yan couldn't help but shudder and sneeze loudly. After sniffing, she turned to look at Qi Feng beside her, and met his concerned eyes.
"Are you okay?"
His tone was a little weak, and his forehead was tightly wrinkled, but he was also deeply concerned.
Sensing something strange about him, Yanyan reached out and touched his forehead. Feeling the warmth on his forehead, Yanyan almost jumped up in shock, his forehead was burning like fire.
"No, what should I do? Now you have such a severe fever and the rain is so heavy." Yan Yan looked at the rain falling more and more outside the corridor, frowning deeply.
"I'm fine." He raised his hand feebly and touched his forehead, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
Not being able to care about it anymore, Yanyan put the clothes on his head and helped him run towards Min Fengju, which was the nearest place.
"How are you? Are you still holding on?" Qi Feng almost fell down as soon as he ran into Min Feng Residence. Yan Yan supported him with all his strength. The rain had already soaked them both, and their wet hair stuck to their faces with water droplets.
Sliding water channels on the face.
Qi Feng nodded feebly, his head getting heavier and heavier, and his whole body felt very hot.
"Hold on!" Yanyan leaned closer to him and felt the heat on his body. She hugged him hard, letting the rain hit her body, and supported him towards the door.
With a dull sound, Yanyan pushed open the heavy door. He was almost pressing on her, and his whole body was like a furnace. Yanyan hugged him and walked to the bed with difficulty. Although the owner here was no longer there, but
Fortunately, everything here is still preserved.
Yanyan took off the wet clothes on his body, helped him lie down on the bed, and wrapped him tightly in a quilt. His whole body was still trembling, and his handsome thin lips let out a low breath.
Yanyan hurriedly ran to close the door and covered him with everything he could, but he was still trembling. Touching his forehead, it was still hot to the touch.
"Qi Feng! Qi Feng!" Yan Yan called him urgently. She didn't know what to do. She had never encountered such a thing before, and she suddenly didn't know what to do.
He seemed to be in a coma.
How to do how to do?
Suddenly it occurred to her that cold water was used to cool down the TV. Yanyan hurriedly ran out of the room with her wet clothes and stretched out her hands to let the raindrops fall on the clothes. Fortunately, the rain was bone-chilling. When she had received enough rainwater, she ran in and squeezed off the excess.
of water and put it on his forehead. Repeating this process over and over again, finally the temperature on his forehead dropped.
Looking at Qi Feng sleeping quietly on the bed, Yan Yan lay tiredly on the edge of the bed and finally took a breath. A sudden shiver ran through his body. Only then did Yan Yan realize that the clothes on his body were still wet. He couldn't care less.
There were so many, Yan Yan reluctantly stood up, sneezing non-stop, and now he could only find some clothes to deal with it.
Yanyan suddenly caught a glimpse of several paintings hanging on the right side of the palace. The same woman was all in the paintings. She was beautiful, pure, pure, and elegant. She didn't know how to describe the woman in the painting, as if these words were all right.
She blasphemed and sighed in a daze: "This woman should only exist in heaven." It turns out that she is favored for a reason. It is difficult not to love such a beautiful woman.
She should be Concubine Feng, Qi Feng's mother-in-law, and the owner of Min Fengju.
A chill ran through his body. Yanyan woke up from the shock and hurriedly searched the room to see if he could find any clothes to wear. Since everything here is still there, there should be a few clothes.
Finally finding the clothes, Yanyan was a little dumbfounded. She thought there were only a few pieces of clothes here, but when she saw a cabinet full of clothes, each piece was gorgeous and dazzling.
She had never seen such gorgeous clothes, which were more exquisite than the clothes she had seen in the 21st century. She could not imagine how these clothes would look on the people in the painting, and she would definitely fall to her knees.
Under her pomegranate skirt.
Yanyan could only find the most inconspicuous clothes here to wear, but she really couldn't find them. Everything was exquisite and dazzling. The coldness on her body was getting stronger, and she couldn't care about so much anymore, so Yanyan could only take it casually.
She had to put some clothes on her body, otherwise, she would also fall ill.
Walking to the bedside, she looked at Qi Feng, who was sleeping soundly on the bed. His face was like a crown of jade, and his lips were greased, all showing off his nobility and elegance. His dark and deep icy eyes were evil and sexy. She especially remembered his
There was always something magical about her eyes. When she looked at her, her heart jumped into her throat. Looking at the woman in the painting, she couldn't help but sigh at the good inheritance of genes. Only such a beautiful woman can give birth to such a charming woman.
man.
A deep sleepiness came over her, and Yanyan lay on the edge of the bed and fell asleep in a daze.