This time the Sixth Elder really played a big game. After checking Yinzai's pulse, the old Chinese doctor quickly prescribed a medicine to reduce fire for Yinzai to drink, and also gave some instructions for caution.
At night, Yinzai developed a fever, and his whole body was frighteningly hot.
Murong Rong found a basin of ice cubes and used a cold towel to cool him down.
But these effects were ineffective, and Yinzai had shortness of breath and felt very uncomfortable.
"What do you think? What's wrong with you?" Murong Rong turned red with envy. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't be like this. It was all her fault, she was a harmful person.
Yinzai said hoarsely: "I'm fine. You can go to the guest room to sleep and ask a servant to come and take care of you."
His whole body was damn hot, as if he was being roasted in a fire. His blood seemed to be boiling and rushing around his body. His head was feeling dizzy, he was feeling dizzy, and he woke up and fell asleep.
In addition to ten kinds of whips, that cup of soup also contains dozens of aphrodisiac drugs. If Yinzai hadn't always paid attention to physical exercise and his physique was stronger than ordinary people, he would have been unable to bear it.
Even so, after drinking three bowls of gunpowder, my body was still damn uncomfortable.
Murong Rong took out the warm towel that was covering his body, soaked it in ice water, and then covered him.
"If you feel uncomfortable, tell me and I'll bring you a towel to cool you down."
Yinzai only felt that it was even more uncomfortable.
My body was already on fire, and hearing Murong Rong's soft words in my ears was so sultry, it was like adding fuel to the fire.
"Get out! Call the servants in!" Yin Zai growled.
Murong Rong's tears fell down. He must have hated her to death.
The air conditioner was turned on to the lowest setting, and Yin Zai was still burning like a fire, but Murong Rong was shivering from the cold.
Murong Rong put down the towel and unbuttoned his clothes.
"What are you going to do? Get out!" Yin Zai shouted angrily.
Knowing that he was burning with anger and lust, she still undressed and took off her clothes in front of him. Does this woman really want him to die?
Murong Rong stripped down to his underwear, climbed onto the bed, and hugged Yinzai. He said in his ear: "My body is cold, so you should treat it like hugging a big ice cube..."
Yinzai wanted to push her away, but when she hugged him, her cold and soft body made him sigh in comfort.
"Idiot, what should you do if you catch a cold?" Yin Zai was angry and distressed at the same time. He picked up the quilt and covered Murong Rong tightly.
Murong Rong kicked the quilt out of bed and covered him with the quilt. How could she make ice cubes to cool him down? "If you're afraid I'll catch a cold, just hold me tight."
God knows that Yin Zai felt as comfortable as a fairy while holding Murong Rong, but also felt even more uncomfortable.
He smelled her faint fragrance in his nose, her softness pressed against his body, and the fire in his lower abdomen became more and more raging, something was lifted up like a torch and burned blazingly.
I really want to hold her down, vent like crazy, and put out the fire like crazy.
But he couldn't do this, he was afraid that once the fire was ignited in her, his sanity would be burned and she would be hurt.
Her tears fell on his chest, cold and cold, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"Stop talking, it's none of your business." He knows better than her how gossipy his family's three aunts and six wives are, so he rarely returns to Yinyuan to avoid becoming the subject of such gossip.
In order to distract his attention, Yinzai began to tell Murong Rong some interesting and embarrassing things that happened in Yinyuan when he was a child, as well as the gossip about three aunts and six wives that automatically came to his ears.
When Murong Rong heard that it was funny, she leaned on his chest and laughed.
Yinzai was covered in hot sweat, and when she smiled, her slightly shaking body almost drove him crazy.
Yinzai immediately changed the topic and told the rumored ghost stories and supernatural events in Yinyuan, trying to make Murong Rong feel at ease.
However, Murong Rong was so frightened that her heart beat violently. She always felt that there was a pair of strange eyes looking at them outside the window. She quickly hugged Yinzai tightly and shrank into his arms.
With Ruanxiang in his arms and still twisting on him, Yinzai just barely managed to avoid exploding.
He didn't dare to say anything.
But Murong Rong kept asking him, breathing like blue into his ear, and accidentally scratched his chest with her fingers, causing him to tremble.
Yin Zai growled: "Don't ask! Don't talk! Don't move! Otherwise, you will be responsible for all the consequences!"
That night, Yinzai felt that he was more uncomfortable than death. He not only had to endure physical torture, but also mental torture.
Damn calmness and rationality are of no use at critical moments.