C5 Young Royal Highness(5)

So far, Su Han wasn't very sure if his guess was correct. Therefore, he could only maintain a gentle smile and helplessly watch Muh Xi's servant walk towards him.

Without much movement, he only stretched out a hand in his direction. Before he could confirm what he wanted to do, Su Han could only maintain his sitting posture and not move.

Maybe it was because it was too small, but the short little fatty's hand could only touch Su Han's forehead when his master placed his body on the edge of the bed.

Little Muh Xi did not feel any heat coming from under the skin that was touching his palm. He quietly let go of his hand and retreated to the opposite side of Su Han. He observed it carefully again.

"Young master, if you feel any discomfort, you must remember to tell Little Xi. Otherwise, if you get sick, you will have to drink that bitter medicine again. "

Filled with worry, Muh Xi wrinkled his chubby face. Like a young adult, he earnestly told her again and again.

Su Han subconsciously touched his head. When he realized what he was doing, he was stunned for a few seconds. Then he added as if nothing had happened, "Be good, I'm fine. "

After waiting for her to leave the room hesitantly, Su Han laid back on the bed.

"It seems that this body is really weak. . . " Su Han opened his eyes and looked at the pattern on the top of his head. He pulled the blanket that fell off because he sat up and thought coldly.

When it was close to evening, the sky suddenly darkened. Through the floor-to-ceiling window on the wall, Su Han saw a goose feather like snow falling from the sky.

The cold wind seeped into the room through the hole in the floor-to-ceiling window. Su Han sat on the bed and wrapped his body with a thick blanket, but it did not seem to work. He still felt cold.

Just as he was about to get up and seal the window, he heard a creaking sound. The door was opened from the outside.

"Little Xi, it's snowing outside. Is Khagan not back yet?" It didn't matter if someone had come or not. After all, he had never seen anyone before, and he wasn't familiar with them. Moreover, he didn't want to get familiar with them. However, he felt that if he asked this question, it would be more appropriate for his persona.

The attendant who came in had a thick layer of snow on his head, and the clothes on his shoulders and back were darker than the ones in front of him. It seemed that he had gotten wet.

"Young Master, Khagan just sent a letter saying that there was a war in the northern tribe. He wants to go and take care of it. Let me deliver the clothes you want to wear first. "

The lips of the person who spoke were a little purple, and his face was also a little pale from the cold. When Muh Xi gave the clothes to Su Han, he was afraid of the cold and rubbed his hands together, sighing a few times.

The clothes were dry, and they were properly protected in front of his chest. When Su Han took them, he could still feel a bit of warmth.

"Thank you for your hard work. Come over here and grill them. " There was a stove in the room beside the bed. It was filled with burning charcoal.

Su Han sat on the bed closest to the stove. It was also the warmest place with the highest temperature. So when the waiter opened the door and brought in a body of cold air, he was not affected too much.

"No, there's no need for that. Later, I will write a letter and send Young Master's condition to him. If Young Master is tired, you should rest first. "

After saying those words, he turned around and left, but Su Han stopped him before he left. He didn't leave until the window was closed.

There was a room on the other side of the room, and it was used for bathing. There was a screen between the room and the master bedroom to block one's line of sight.

"It seems like this alien's financial situation isn't too good. . . " Looking at it from the original perspective, this kind of room accessories could be said to be simple and crude.

However, Su Han was not a person who paid attention to enjoyment. After muttering a few words in his heart, he prepared the clothes he was going to wear and laid down in the bathtub that had been filled with hot water.

The maid in the room was pushed out of the door by his screen. At this moment, he was the only one left in the room.

The water in the bathtub should have been filled with medicine. Su Han could vaguely smell a few traces of medicine fragrance in the air. When he stepped into the water, his weak body felt a warm temperature from the spot where his skin touched the hot water.

It did not affect the surface. Su Han could clearly feel that it came from the inside of his body.

However, this feeling was somewhat familiar. Perhaps the temperature of the water was too comfortable. His weak body clearly didn't have much activity, but he already felt tired. In a daze, Su Han recalled what happened that day.