Wilson then led the way and walked in front: "Miss Jing, the young master has been calling your name in a daze. Just come."
Jing Jiaren's heart was heavy. It was not like she had never seen Ximen Longting fall ill before. She pinched her palms to make herself relax.
…
Ximen Longting was lying on the bed, his handsome face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he didn't look as serious as he thought.
SUN stood beside the bed, holding Ximen Longting's hand: "Queen, look, he is so sick that he can't even get up!"
"..."
"What a poor KING. Uncle Wilson, can you give him some water?"
As if feeling sympathy for a sick puppy, SUN lay beside the bed and stroked Ximen Longting's hair.
Jing Jiaren pulled Sun over and said, "Don't get too close. Aren't you afraid of spreading the disease?"
"..."
"Children have low resistance. I am doing this for your own good, you know?"
SUN was separated, and when he saw Jing Jiaren approaching, he bent down to look at Ximen Longting: "Then the queen is so close, isn't she afraid of infection?"
"I'm fine, I'm an adult."
Two servants are putting flowers into vases...
The cosmos originally in the vase was taken out and thrown into the basket. At first glance, it was a variety imported from abroad.
The expensive vase is paired with the cheap flowers Jing Jiaren bought from the flower shop...
"Ximen Longting?" Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows and called out softly.
Ximen Longting didn't respond and fell into a deep sleep, his face looking even thinner in her shadow.
Jing Jiaren's heart twitched tightly. How many days had it been since she had looked at Ximen Longting's face?
From the day she brought SUN back from City B and said goodbye to him...
SUN has gained a lot of weight, her red face has regained its roundness and luster, and she is full of sunshine and vitality.
But Ximen Longting lost weight rapidly, and the father and son were exactly the opposite.
It’s as if Ximen Longting’s nutrition has been deprived by SUN…
"Young Master, let's go down and make some soup for the Young Master?" Wilson was very good at observing what was happening.
"But..." SUN raised her beautiful face, saw Wilson winking, and suddenly understood, "(⊙o⊙) Oh, then SUN baby is going to make soup!"
As soon as Wilson left, the two servants left consciously one after the other and closed the door.
The two of them were the only ones left in the room for a moment...it was surprisingly quiet.
"Ximen Longting, can you hear me?" Jing Jiaren tentatively called out twice more. After receiving no response, she became more confident and bold.
Her fingertips fell on his face, gently sweeping his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, and tracing his thin lips.
His lips are a little dry, which is indeed a sign of not eating for a long time...
Jing Jiaren's heart felt like it was being tightened by a thread. Ever since she saw him lying here, she started to feel guilt and pain, and now, she felt even more tugging and regretting.
Is he a fool? Only he would be so stupid to wait outside all night.
Suddenly, Jing Jiaren had an idea. He was still wearing the same clothes he saw at the hot spring hotel last night.
If he later had a relationship with Ji Zihan, there would at least be kiss marks on his body, right?
Jing Jiaren held her breath, picked up his collar, and looked at his chest...
No abnormalities were found.
Then he opened his buttons one by one and opened his shirt.
Jing Jiaren, what do you look like now? Stop your stupid behavior.
Jing Jiaren bit her lip, but couldn't help leaning forward to smell his scent...