C20

She had a fever! The feeling of being on fire was very familiar. An Yuchen feebly slept. Her head was so muddled that she could feel nothing but pain and heat. How uncomfortable, this feeling of wanting to die rather than to live.

The person beside her heard her moaning. His ice-cold hands pressed against her hot face brought a refreshing feeling. It was just a cup of water, and just a little bit of ice would not extinguish the fire that burned her entire body. That person seemed to know what she was thinking. He gently carried her and casually tossed her to the side. With a 'peng' sound, water splashed in all directions.

The cold water enveloped her in an instant. The heat was expelled, and a bone-piercing coldness permeated her entire body. She let her body sink into the water without any struggle. The water cut off the air, and a feeling of suffocation quickly enveloped her. Water entered her nose and squeezed out the last of the air in her lungs.

She could swim, but now she felt nothing but pain. She was powerless to struggle.

But the man did not mind her, picked her up roughly, and then roughly changed her clothes.

The potion that was torturing her pulled her out of the boundless darkness. She clenched her teeth, unwilling to swallow a single drop. Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to her feelings. His jaw was pinched so hard that his mouth was forced open and the medicine ran down his throat.

Unlike before, after taking the medicine, she could feel a warm current slowly spreading from her back to her entire body. Gradually, the feeling of pain lessened by quite a bit, but her consciousness became even more blurry. Finally, she could no longer hold on and fainted again.

The concept of time had been completely lost. There was only the repetition of cold and heat, the wandering between life and death.

"Mistress! Mistress!"

When An Yuchen opened his eyes, he was surrounded by the oversized green bamboo with tears dancing in its eyes.

"Mistress, you're finally awake!" "Woo woo!" Seeing An Yu Chen open her eyes, Cui Zhu immediately activated her Teardrop Mode.

In terms of crying skills, An Yu Chen had to admit that she had always been able to make the happy occasion of her surviving through a battle between Cui Zhu and the Yu mother into a funeral …

"Prince said that Master will wake up today. This servant still doesn't believe him. Wuuuuu, this servant is really afraid that Master will leave just like that, wuuuuu!"

"Water..." An Yuchen hoarsely said.

"Water? "Oh, oh, water!" Cui Zhu stopped crying and immediately brought over a cup of tea. She supported An Yu Chen and gently fed it.

"Cough, cough!"

"Master, drink slowly." Cui Zhu patted An Yu's back.

His parched throat was moistened by the tea and finally felt much better.

"How long have I been asleep?" An Yuchen asked as he lay back on the bed.

"Mistress, you have slept for ten days!" As if thinking of An Yu Chen lying on the bed, on the verge of death, Cui Zhu started crying again.

"Have you been taking care of me all along?" The last time he was injured by Lou Yu Yuan, he slept for a whole half a month. It had only been ten days. Should she thank him for being lenient?

"No, before this, it had always been the prince taking care of the master. My master was injured so badly by the prince that the prince didn't even invite a doctor. This servant thought my master was going to die for sure! "Woo woo!"

A doctor? Her injuries would have been fatal if she had been counting on a doctor! It seemed like the person who had made her suffer a terrible fate was also Lou Kuiyuan. New hatred combined with old hatred. When would the debt between her and Lou Kuiyuan be settled?

"Where's the prince?" Did you kill anyone in those two days? " Had he controlled himself after he had wounded her half to death?

"Nope." "It had rained for two whole days, and the people in the Imperial City were panicking. But the prince never appeared. When I came back from the shelter, the prince was still in the rain tower. " If the prince were to really go out and kill people, even his shelter wouldn't be safe!

"That's good!" An Yuchen closed her eyes in relief. He didn't know how to control it, but at least he didn't kill anyone.

At this moment, even if she had a belly full of questions, Cui Zhu still wouldn't be able to give her any answers. Only that Lou Qiuyuan who had killed a thousand men knew!

On the second day after An Yu Chen woke up, a guest came to the Rain Tower — Ling Wanqiu.

Ling Wanqiu was the most beautiful woman that An Yuchen had ever seen, excluding little sister An. Her face was as bright as a peach and her eyes as bright as the stars. Her voice was as sweet as silk bamboo, and her body emitted a sweet fragrance. On her delicate oval face was a meticulously carved set of features. Having been born into a family with a scholarly atmosphere, she had an elegant and gentle temperament. Her pitiful appearance caused people to feel a sense of pity for her.

In comparison, the bloodless An Yu Chen lying on the bed was much worse. No matter, she didn't want to fight with Ling Wanqiu for a man, so it was natural for her to be silent.

"Lady Wanqiu came to visit, but An Yuchen was unable to welcome her. I am truly lacking in manners." With two light coughs that overflowed her lips, An Yuchen apologetically said.

"Sister An, there is no need to be so courteous," Ling Wanqiu smiled as she affectionately held An Yu Chen's hand and sat on the edge of the bed. Forgive your sister for taking so long to visit you. How is your sister's recovery? "

An Yuchen was unwilling to be called nonstop by an eighteen year old girl who only had one sister left and one sister right. In the An family, little sister An was also the youngest, but no one in the An family treated her as a little sister. Thus … This was the first time he experienced this.

"It's fine now, I've troubled you, big sister." Well, she wasn't thirty-nine, she was sixteen!

"It's good that you're fine!" Ling Wanqiu smiled and said, "Elder sister, I have been living in this house all year round, and I have nothing to give to my younger sister as a present. When I heard that my sister was bedridden, I asked the Prince for several thousand-year-old ginseng to help nourish my sister's body. "

Red Moon who was at the side hurriedly brought it over. She opened the box and found several high-quality ginseng lying inside.

"The greeting gift is not the most important thing, elder sister's feelings are the most important thing." An Yu Chen said with a smile.

Sick visit? Gift gift? Ling Wanqiu's little schemes were even worse than An Jinyao's! Giving away a thousand years of ginseng, and even mentioning that it was from Lou Daiyuan, wasn't this obviously telling her something!

"I wonder why my sister is injured so badly?" Her beautiful face looked a lot more haggard. " It was indeed beautiful, even a sickly face could not hide Yu Chen's beauty.

"It's still not Lou Dishen yet... "Uh, I mean, Your Highness, that day, the Prince was in the rain, so he didn't pay attention and hurt me." Didn't pay attention? Of course not, Lou Qiuyuan had done it on purpose!

"Little sister, don't call the prince by his name anymore. If you anger the prince, it won't be good for everyone!" Ling Wanqiu's eyes were vigilant as she reminded him with good intentions.

"Got it, thank you sister for the reminder!" I hope that elder sister can take care of my younger sister more in the future! " From the very beginning, he hadn't thought of calling him "prince". This was indeed a violation of the rules. However, he felt that it was natural. Didn't Lou Qiuyuan also not say no? In the future, she would no longer address him directly in front of Ling Wanqiu. An Yuchen secretly noted this down. Seeing her yell like that, Ling Wanqiu's face changed.

It was true that she should not show even the slightest intimacy with Lou Qiuyuan in front of Ling Wanqiu, although the truth was that there was no intimacy between them. Ling Wanqiu was the childhood sweetheart of Lou Liuyuan. She had been in the palace for more than ten years, so she should find a way to help Ling Wanqiu remove the curse on Lou Liuyuan as soon as possible. Only then would she be free.

If her guess was right …

"Sister has just entered the prince's mansion, and there are many rules and regulations inside. I should have mentioned it more, but I was careless." Ling Wanqiu looked apologetic.

"Then, I'll thank elder sister first. I'll definitely come visit you another day to seek your advice!" The drama of having a large room to take care of a concubine was not suitable for her, who was completely powerless today.

"There is no need for thanks between sisters. I'm afraid that even my sister is tired. Elder sister will go back first, and come back tomorrow to visit my sister. " Noticing An Yu Chen's tiredness, Ling Wanqiu instructed Qing Lian and Cui Zhu to take good care of them before she left.

"Mistress, you must be tired. Mistress Wanqiu has left, please rest well." Cui Zhu walked in front of the bed and covered An Yu Chen with the blanket.

"Cui Zhu, help me send a message later. Tell Manager Xu that I want to see Lou Qiuyuan." Although he was tired, he still had something to worry about.

"Master is temporarily unable to see Your Highness. I heard that Your Highness had already come out of seclusion yesterday. Who knows when he will return."

"He really dares to leave after leaving me half dead!"

"Mistress, please don't provoke the Prince anymore!" What if the prince really beats you to death? " Cui Zhu's face was full of worry!

If she had guessed correctly, Lou Qiuyuan would not have really killed her. Of course, all of this would have to wait for Lou Qiuyuan to give her the answer himself!

She could feel Cui Zhu's worry for her. Since returning from the shelter, Tsui Bamboo had knelt outside the door of the room, since Lou Yu Yuan had forbidden anyone to enter it, until she woke up yesterday. To be able to meet such a sincere servant girl in this era, she would definitely cherish her!

"Don't worry, he won't!"

"Mistress should first take a good rest. I'll go make some chicken soup for you."

"Mm, don't forget to help me send the message." It was his business when Lou Daoyuan would return, but he must know that she was looking for him. An Yuchen slowly closed her eyes and her consciousness began to blur. She had just recovered from a serious illness and was always prone to fatigue.

"En, alright!"