Murong Che stretched out his hand and put it on her wrist. Anyone who practices martial arts is very familiar with the pulse. He stayed with his hand for a long time and found that her pulse was a little damaged. After a while, her mouth and eyelids were no longer intact.
When he moved again, he seemed to be sleeping peacefully again, and his pulse became stable.
Is it caused by the love medicine, or is it a symptom left behind after a night of forced bathing? Murong Che stood in front of the window, thinking about this question, and occasionally came over to touch Yan Ran's forehead, but fortunately there was no fever.
"Yu'er——" Murong Che suddenly remembered a person. Maybe she was the only one who could solve the doubts in his heart.
Yu'er hurried in, looked at Yanran on the bed, and said uneasily: "Miss, are you asleep again?"
"Yu'er, go to the Fan Mansion and ask for Miss Yingruo, the young lady of the Fan family. Ran'er has been in poor health recently. I want her to give Ran'er a diagnosis and treatment." Murong Che urged.
Yanran looks just like ordinary people on the surface, so it cannot be diagnosed by ordinary doctors. He knows that if Yingruo has good medical skills, he might be able to find some clues if he finds her.
In the evening, Yu'er ran in panting, followed not by Yingruo but by Mr. Fan from Jiyuntang.
"Mr. Fan, isn't Miss Yingruo here?"
This kind of question was actually not very polite, and seemed to deny Mr. Fan's medical skills, but he was really too worried, fearing that even Mr. Fan would not be able to diagnose it.
"Zhenghao and Yingruo went to see her master and won't be back for a few days. Your Majesty, let me help Yanran take a look first."
Yanran is Mr. Fan's goddaughter, so there is no need to avoid too many taboos. He stepped forward directly and put his hand on Yanran's wrist. Her breathing was very stable now, but it didn't take long before it started to become disordered again.
Mr. Fan kept frowning, with a solemn expression on his face, which made Murong Che feel even more uneasy. It seemed that as he thought, Yanran's situation was indeed not optimistic.
"What happened to her?" Murong Che asked eagerly.
After pondering for a while, Mr. Fan slowly said: "Yanran's pulse condition is very strange. Even though I have been practicing medicine for many years, I have never seen such a strange situation. I am ashamed!"
"What should I do?" If Master Fan couldn't diagnose and cure it, not to mention the imperial doctors in the palace, his heart sank to the bottom. According to his observation, Yanran's strangeness was getting worse day by day, and a little bit
If he is not careful, it will trigger a series of reactions, and he is afraid that... what happens next, he really doesn't dare to imagine.
"My lord, don't worry." Seeing the third prince frowning with a look of worry on his face, Mr. Fan deliberately changed his tone to a more relaxed tone. He was not worried at that time. He said slowly: "Ying
If she will come back in a few days, maybe she can save her. Regardless of her young age, Yingruo has received guidance from experts since she was a child, and she also likes to study, so her medical skills are definitely better than mine. I will give Yanran some soothing medicine first.
Take the medicine and stabilize the condition. Then wait for Yingruo to come back for diagnosis and treatment."
Murong Che also heard Ying Ruo say that her master was a worldly expert, and he had already seen Ying Ruo's superb medical skills. When Master Fan said this, his restless mind calmed down and he said: "Well, Fan
Master, please prescribe some medicine and stabilize yourself first."
After seeing Master Fan off, Murong Che had been sitting next to her, and only touched Yan Ran lightly during dinner: "Ran'er, wake up, it's time to eat."
"Che, have I slept for a long time again?" She sat up with some embarrassment, and Murong Che stared at her without moving his eyes.
"Yeah, I slept for a long time again. Maybe I was too tired from running the martial arts gym some time ago!" Murong Che didn't want her to know about his physical condition to avoid worrying about aggravating her condition, and also told Yu'er not to tell anyone.
"Martial Arts School, hehe." She stroked her hair and smiled unnaturally: "I failed so much that I recruited a student, Yun'er."
"It's not that you're a failure, it's that girls from the Moxu Kingdom rarely learn martial arts. However, you and Yun'er get along quite well. Both are very unruly and willful."
"Am I unruly? Am I willful?" Yanran curled her lips, she didn't agree with his point of view.
"I'm not unruly or willful, I'm very gentle, haha, okay?" He smiled, not wanting to make her unhappy, and pulled her up to eat.
"Toru, I feel like I'm very sleepy lately."
Murong Che's heart tightened and he concealed it: "If you're sleepy, just sleep more. You, your constitution is too weak."
"My constitution is weak?" No, she has always been in good health, and headaches and colds will not come to her.
"There are some nourishing medicines at home. Take them after meals and you will slowly get better."
"Yeah, that's fine." She rarely quarreled with him now, and did as he asked obediently.
Master Fan's medicine finally temporarily suppressed Yanran's illness. She seemed to be much energetic. Murong Che was busy with his father's birthday. Seeing that Yanran's body was not as weak as before, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and waited for Ying.
If you come back and diagnose her thoroughly.
Tomorrow is Murong Fengyun's birthday, and Yan Ran suddenly remembered that she seemed to have no suitable jewelry to wear. She remembered that there were jewelry designed by herself in Yipin Jade Jewelry Shop, and Murong Che had not yet retrieved it.
I'm afraid Murong Che will come back later today, she speculated. Then she called Yu'er and wanted to go to the jewelry store to retrieve it, but she didn't want to reveal her identity as the princess. It was really a dilemma. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, she thought to herself
Let him go early tomorrow morning.
Tonight is the night of the full moon. Yanran opened the window and looked at the bright moonlight outside, feeling a touch of sadness in her heart. No wonder the ancients used the moon to express their lovesickness. Somehow, she suddenly thought of Su Shi's "Water"
"Tiao Ge Tou", couldn't help but chant softly:
When will the bright moon come?
Ask the sky for wine,
I don’t know the palace in heaven,
What year is it now and then?
I want to ride the wind back home,
I am also afraid of beautiful buildings and beautiful buildings,
It's extremely cold at high places.
Dance to clear the shadow,
How does it seem to be in the human world.
Turn to Zhu Pavilion,
Low Qihu,
Photo without sleep.
There should be no hatred,
Why is it so long to say goodbye?
People have joys and sorrows, partings and reunions,
The moon waxes and wanes,
This matter has never been completely solved.
I wish you a long life,
Sharing the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart.
"What a 'May we live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart', Ran'er is really talented!" The voice was so familiar, it was actually Murong Che who was back.
Lin Yanran's face turned a little red again, and she used Su Shi's name to show off again.
"Che, are you back?" She said in surprise, watching Murong Che go indoors and close the window.
After experiencing so much, she finally understood how love is a matter of time, and because she was always worried inside, she cherished the time the two of them spent together even more. In her heart, she persuaded herself to be more selfish, as she had grown up to be selfless, so let
She must be selfish for once. She loves the man in front of her deeply and really doesn't want to leave her. But she often dreams about her past life, about Yin'er and another Lin Yanran, which always makes him unable to let go.
"Have you been thinking about me since I went out in the morning?" Murong Che came into the room, held her hand and sat down on the edge of the bed, and asked softly. But seeing Yan Ran nodding shyly, the joy in his heart finally couldn't be suppressed.
The ground welled up, and he murmured: "What's wrong with me? I didn't even bother to eat lunch. I hurriedly made arrangements for my birthday tomorrow, so I rushed back to see you."
Murong Che took Yanran's big hand and gently placed it on her waist. He suddenly retracted his hand and her whole body was completely attached to it. The two of them were almost completely attached to each other. Yanran suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe and her heartbeat was beating.
He began to speed up, his hands resting uncomfortably on Murong Che's chest.
Her trembling eyelashes and trembling lips made Murong Che even more intoxicated. The fresh and sweet smell passed through her nose, stimulating his senses. He really wanted to hold her like this and never let go.
.
Yanran fell into his arms. He exuded a faint scent of tea, and his warm breath fell on her neck from time to time, which made her panic. She couldn't hide away even if she wanted to, and was hugged tightly.
Tight.
"Che." She murmured, trying to remind him that her breathing was blocked. Unexpectedly, this murmur aroused his lust. He lowered his head gently, and gently pressed his sexy lips against hers.
After a brief taste, he didn't want to give up anymore. Looking at her blushing face, Murong Che whispered softly in her ear: "Ran'er, I miss you all the time. I miss you so much." The voice was so evil.
The charm makes Yanran intoxicated.
She felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest like a little chicken, and her whole body was so nervous that she felt hot. Murong Che's lips landed on her vagina at some point, and they kept rubbing.
The vague kiss aroused every nerve in her, and she could only lean weakly and weakly on Murong Che's arms to avoid falling suddenly.
The hot and sultry temperature made her whole body tremble involuntarily. Murong Che's hands moved gently and silently, starting from her neck and moving downwards little by little, and finally landed on her sensitive collarbone, where two hot lips
Almost all his sanity was burned away, and his slender fingers began to wander.
Just when she felt his hand pulling away the ribbon around her waist, Yanran was suddenly awakened and quickly escaped from Murong Che's arms. After retreating for a distance, Yanran gasped for air.
Murong Che's heart felt like it was torn apart in an instant. The hand that had been placed on her waist stopped stiffly in mid-air. His eyes were filled with disbelief. His mood went from a fiery peak to a freezing point in an instant. It took him a long time to utter two words.
: "Ran'er?"
"I'm sorry, Che. I'm really sorry." Yanran's tears instantly poured out like a flood that broke a bank. He was not the only one who was sad. She was also suffering. But what should Yin'er do? What should Lin Yanran do?
She shook her head in pain and said in a sad voice: "Che, why did you fall in love with me, and why did you let me fall in love with you again?"
He was even more confused. Since he loved her and she admitted that she loved him for the first time, why did she retreat? She was his wife, why did she avoid it, and why would she not let him take any further action?
,Why?
"Ran'er, what are you talking about?" He looked at her dreamingly, looking at the tears in her eyes, and wanted to help her wipe them away, but he was afraid of being pushed away like before.
"Me?" Yanran's mind went blank. What should she say to explain, that she would leave one day? These words were so hurtful that she had no choice but to say them out.
She remembered a sentence she liked very much before, one of Rene Liu's 41 classic sentences:
If confession is a kind of harm, I choose to lie.
if it's hurt too by telling lies. I'll choose to keep quiet.
But now, she really wants to choose silence, but is this possible? Then tell the lie more beautifully and not let it become a kind of harm. Maybe she can only do this now.
"I just thought it was too sudden. I...I didn't expect to fall in love with you, Che. You know, I always wanted to become a monk before, but then I fell in love with you. I just couldn't accept it for a while. Besides, I
I'm still not feeling very well now." She could only try to take a step further to comfort him.
"I'm sorry, Ran'er. I shouldn't be in such a hurry." Murong Che's face was full of remorse. He had forgotten that Ran'er was unwell just now. Damn it. However, for some reason, he was always uneasy in his heart: "Ran'er, I'm fine.
I'm so scared, I always feel that you will leave if you don't pay attention and never come back again. I won't force you to do something you don't want to do, I will wait for you to fully accept me."
"I don't blame you, Che, really." This was what Yanran was saying in her heart. She didn't blame him at all, but felt more guilty. They loved each other, but she couldn't give herself completely to her.
"Tomorrow is my father's birthday. I have ordered some clothes for you and they will be delivered early tomorrow morning." Murong Che held her hand and said softly.
"Clothes?" Yanran's heart ached inexplicably again. He was always so considerate for her, and a warm current flowed through her, causing a charming smile to appear on her lips unconsciously.
"Yes, they were all made according to your clothes. I originally wanted to give you a surprise, but I couldn't wait to tell you."
"This is already a surprise." She chuckled, and suddenly thought of the jewelry again, her silky little hands gently slid across his face, and smiled sweetly: "Tomorrow you go to Yipin Jewelry Shop and give me the jewelry you gave me.
Get it back and wear it when I want to go to the palace."
In ancient times, I'm afraid there was no such thing as instructing her husband to do something, but she did it, and she was sure that he would definitely listen to her and go immediately.
Murong Che looked at her for a while and then said: "Are Ran'er sending orders to this king? What if I don't go?"
He has always asked others to do things since he was a child, but today he didn't expect that his princess would ask him to get something unceremoniously. In fact, he was not angry, but was filled with honey, and he just tried not to show it on his face.
.
"Not going?" This was beyond her expectation. It seemed that Murong Che was more feudal and chauvinistic than she thought. Just when she was about to sigh softly, she saw him smile mysteriously: "Ran'er, shut up.
Close your eyes, I have a gift for you."
Yanran closed her eyes in disbelief, and secretly squinted when he wasn't paying attention. She saw him walking to the dressing table, opening the bottom drawer, taking out an exquisite box, and quickly closed her eyes again, not wanting to destroy his deliberate intention.
Create a sense of mystery and fill your heart with expectations.
"Okay, you can open it now." Murong Che kissed Yan Ran on her forehead and said.
"What is this?" Yanran stared at the exquisite sandalwood box with puzzled eyes for a while, then raised her head and looked at Murong Che in confusion.
"It's my gift to Ran'er." He gently opened the jewelry box and said, "I put it at the bottom, so I knew you wouldn't notice it."
Sure enough, it was those few pieces, a hosta made according to Mo Xuguo's "Si Qingjiao", a string of pearl top chains, and a few scattered small ornaments for decoration.
"Che, thank you." Even though there were thousands of words in her heart, they were all choked in her throat. She only said a few simple words.
"Have a good rest today. I want to put it on for you personally tomorrow." Murong Che gave her a warm smile, then gently pressed a kiss on her forehead before going back to the side room to sleep.
"Tomorrow, I want to put it on for you personally." Murong Che's words kept ringing in her ears until she fell asleep sweetly, continuing their tender love in her dreams.
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The poetry part is free of charge. During the weekend, Xiaoxiao can only write 4,000 words. On Monday, I will try to update as many words as possible to finish the work as early as possible.
If there are wrong words or sentences that don’t make sense, please ignore them or leave them in the comments to point them out. Xiaoxiao is too hungry, so I’ll go eat first and make corrections if I make any mistakes.