At night, Mu Yunhan was awakened by Gu Fenglin's coughing.
He turned his back to her, arched his body, covered his mouth with his hand, tried his best to endure it, and got out of bed gently.
Mu Yunhan swallowed back the concern he was about to ask and lay quietly on the bed pretending to be asleep.
Gu Fenglin quietly left the room. After a while, a suppressed coughing sound came from outside.
She was sad, but he was afraid of disturbing her.
The medical elder also told her that Gu Fenglin's body was very damaged this time and was even worse than when he first entered Beijing.
It is speculated that the long journey and hard work are one of the reasons. The most important reason is Gu's inherent problem.
As we age, our body functions decline.
Mu Yunhan bit the quilt and burst into tears.
She couldn't bear to leave him, and her heart ached when she thought that he might die before her.
A very slight sound came, and Gu Fenglin finally stopped coughing and came back.
She quickly wiped away her tears and pretended to be asleep.
He got on the bed gently and carefully tucked the quilt tightly for her, but did not come to hug her because he was cold.
In the spring night, it is still cold again.
Mu Yunhan pretended to turn over, put his feet on him domineeringly, and moved into his arms.
Feeling his arms hugging her tightly, she put her hands on his waist again, pressed against him tightly, and covered him with her body temperature.
After a while, Gu Fenglin finally felt warm and breathed evenly.
Mu Yunhan breathed a sigh of relief, carefully kissed his chin, put him in a comfortable position, tucked in the quilt, and lay down to sleep.
What she didn't know was that not long after she fell asleep, Gu Fenglin opened her eyes.
He looked at her intently in the dim light outside the window and sighed softly.
Mu Yunhan couldn't sleep well that night.
He was always worried that Gu Fenglin was not in good health or that the emperor would let him enter the palace early the next morning.
She woke up before dawn, and when she woke up, Gu Fenglin was still sleeping beside her.
She stood up gently and went to the kitchen to make porridge for him herself.
When Gu Fenglin woke up, she had already prepared breakfast and dressed up beautifully.
He remained calm and praised her beauty first, then her craftsmanship.
Then he told her not to worry, the emperor would not summon him today or tomorrow, and he could rest at home peacefully.
Mu Yunhan was happy at first, but then he became worried: "Why did Your Majesty let you rest? It's not too far back to the capital from the temple. Could it be that the news was leaked?"
Gu Fenglin smiled: "You are too serious sometimes. There are some things in this world that don't need to be explained too clearly."
He and the emperor had a tacit understanding, otherwise why would he pray for blessings and need to be locked up in the temple for so long?
He had been away from Beijing for so long, why did the emperor ever send someone to inquire after him?
He came back at the right time for the emperor to summon him back to the capital?
Mu Yunhan's heart, which had been hanging around for a long time, was mostly settled: "Being with you is like being with a tiger. Everything is good now, but if it is not good, everything is wrong. What should I do if I settle old scores?"
Gu Fenglin smiled faintly: "That day will never happen."
Mu Yunhan asked: "What do you mean?"
"That is to say, His Majesty is not that kind of person. Although he also plays checks and balances, he is an emperor with good character."
Gu Fenglin held her face, looked into her eyes and whispered softly: "Actually, I would rather wake up in bed with you than eat porridge, and the magic elixirs and delicacies of the mountains and seas will not change."
Mu Yunhan blinked, suppressed the wetness in his eyes, and shouted exaggeratedly: "Okay, you compare me with what I eat!"