Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

In the shanty town, in a small empty space, Liu Yao was half lying on Yuan Jing's body.

Doctor Li stroked his beard, put his hand on Liu Hao's wrist, closed his eyes and felt for a long time, and his solemn expression gradually relaxed.

"My Lord, you are fine. You have just been too busy and worried lately. Now that you are relaxed, you have fallen asleep."

"There's no need to prescribe any medicine. Just let the adults go back and have a good sleep and rest, and everything will be fine."

Yuan Jing lowered his head, and Liu Yao's appearance at the moment appeared clearly before his eyes.

There were no extra houses in the shantytown, and Liu Yao would return to the post station after a busy day here, so the two still had time to meet.

But she would leave before the cock crowed every day and come back only when it was dark. The light was dim when they met, and he hadn't seen Liu Yao's face clearly for a long time.

Until this moment, when Liu Yao was lying quietly in his arms, with her facial features magnified in front of him, Yuan Jing realized that she had lost a lot of weight.

The clothes that had originally fit her well seemed to be much looser, her smooth cheeks had become slightly sunken, and the dark blue color under her eyelids had darkened into the indigo color of deep mountains.

Her already fair complexion became even paler, like a white wall, or like a piece of white paper that would fly away if blown, looking fragile and pitiful.

She was too tired and too tense that she couldn't even sleep well, so how could she replenish her energy?

It was not until now, when she saw the hope of recovery and her tense nerves relaxed, that she gave herself a chance to rest.

There was a hint of subtle heartache in Yuan Jing's eyes, and his heart ached slightly as his emotions beat.

He lowered his eyelashes, put Liu Hao's hand around his neck, and helped her up.

When he was about to leave, he saw the people nearby who were concerned about Liu Hao. Yuan Jing paused for a moment, and after thinking through his emotions several times, he said:

"I am the eldest princess of the Jin Dynasty. I married my husband, Lord Liu, more than three months ago. Doctor Li just said that my husband was overworked and needed to rest well."

"I will send the consort back to the post station to rest first, and when he comes back I will take over her responsibility to complete the rest of the matters."

When he came here before, his identity was not exposed. When he occasionally followed Liu Yao to visit the victims, he would not make his identity known in a high-profile manner.

Most people here only know that he has a close relationship with Lord Liu, but they don’t know that Lord Liu actually has the identity of a royal consort.

Naturally, the status of the prince consort did not affect their attitude towards Liu Yao. If there was any influence, it was because of their relationship as husband and wife that affected their attitude towards Yuan Jing.

Originally, for these common people, the identity of the princess could only make them look up to her, and even give rise to some fear in their hearts.

After having this relationship with Liu Yao, everyone transferred their trust to Liu Yao and automatically became close to him.

"Princess, the prescription has been developed. You can go back with your husband. Don't worry, if anyone dares to cause trouble, no one here will let him go."

The man who was speaking raised his fist, and the man standing next to him nodded.

Although the doctor said Liu Yao was fine, Yuan Jing was still a little worried.

Hearing everyone's proposal at this moment, he was somewhat moved. After a moment of silence, he thought about how much Liu Yao valued the people after coming to Yanzhou City, and he rejected the proposal.

"No need. I'll send her back and come over soon. I want to arrange everything for you guys as soon as possible. That's what Liu Yao wants to see the most. You guys are what she cares about the most."

Having said that, the people had nothing more to say.

They automatically made way for him, and after watching Lord Liu being helped out by the princess, they immediately dispersed to do small things within their abilities.

Since the adults are worried about them, they naturally cannot fall behind.

Although I can't do important things, it's still okay to do some chores like cleaning the living environment with clean water as Dr. Li said.

After walking out of the crowd and avoiding everyone's sight, Yuan Jing bent down and held Liu Hao horizontally in his arms.

So light.

This was the first thought that came to Yuan Jing's mind when he picked up Liu Hao. He lowered his eyes and saw that she was frowning because she was not used to this posture, and his steps quickened a lot.

He didn't think about anything. The only thought that remained in his mind was to send her to a comfortable place to have a good rest as soon as possible.

Unconsciously, the journey that originally took half an hour was shortened to two quarters of an hour.

After sending Liu Yao to the bed, Yuan Jing imitated how she had tucked in the quilt before, and put all her hands and feet into the quilt, rolling up the edges and corners to press them down.

Seeing her brows relax, the corners of his lips curled up.

After standing in the room for a while and making sure that Liu Hao was asleep, he turned around and went to the shanty area to deal with things there.

People who are sick with the plague need to drink different amounts of medicine according to their symptoms. Because the plague is contagious, patients with severe and mild symptoms must be distinguished. Also, their food and drink...

If you think about it carefully, the things involved are extremely tedious and time-consuming, and they are not Yuan Jing's own responsibilities. There is actually no need for him to do them well.

But in fact, he did it more thoughtfully than anyone else.

Yuan Jing understood Liu Yao's character: if he didn't take care of these things, she would definitely be extremely busy when she woke up.

If he could do more, Liu Yao could do less and he would be much more relaxed. At least he would not suddenly fall asleep like today.

So, Yuan Jing stayed in the shantytown for the whole afternoon, imitating what Liu Yao had done before and caring for and checking on the condition of every patient suffering from the epidemic.

He worked without complaint and without complaint.

He didn't know that the act of willingly taking action for someone's sorrow is called heartache.

I don’t even know what the deeper meaning behind this heartache that spreads freely without thinking is.

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Liu Hao really hadn't had a good rest for quite some time.

She slept until dusk.

She was extremely surprised when she found that the place where she was lying was an inn.

Through the window, you can see the sun, which is about to set, hanging in the west, reflecting orange-red light.

It's not dark yet, so I should be in the shantytown at this time.

There was a sound of light footsteps outside the door, followed by a familiar female voice.

"My lord, are you awake? I have prepared water for you to wash and the kitchen has prepared dinner."

Liu Yao recognized the owner of the voice, Xianyun.

Yuan Jing did not like being served by women, but his status as a woman prevented him from being served by men, so he did most of his things by himself.

The existence of Xianyun is to prevent suspicion from outsiders.

However, although she did not take care of Yuan Jing's household affairs, she was very meticulous.

Yuan Jing was worried about Liu Yao, so he left her at the post station to look after her.