The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

"Water." Jiang Shian uttered a word in a hoarse voice.

His voice was hoarse and weak, as if it was stuck in his throat, and he himself could hardly hear it.

But Ji Yinghuai heard it clearly, asked him to wait a moment, then stood up, picked up the oil lamp and walked outside.

The room fell into darkness again. There were no watches in ancient times, and he didn't know what time it was. It was raining, so why did he rush back so late at night?

The dim oil lamp lit up again at the door, and the man walked towards him with a bowl in his hand.

"Luckily I came back in time. You were not feeling well and you didn't go get medicine. You are so feverish that you are almost faint. Doctor Wang came to see you just now and said that your fever is quite severe. If you delay any longer, you will probably become a fool."

They called the old doctor in the middle of the night. Fortunately, Doctor Wang had owed them a lot of favors these days, so as soon as he heard that Jiang Shian was sick, he came with a medicine box.

As Ji Yinghuai spoke, he placed the bowl on the bedside table, then sat down beside the bed and carefully helped Jiang Shian up, letting him sit in his arms.

He reached out, took the bowl, and carefully fed Jiang Shian a few sips of hot water.

The hot water slid down his throat, and Jiang Shian felt better.

Although the exit voice was still a little hoarse, it was still audible.

He said: "It wasn't that serious when I was sleeping, so I thought if I sweated during my sleep, maybe I would be better in the morning."

The candle flame placed aside swayed slightly due to the wind blowing in through the crack in the door.

Seeing that he had finished drinking the water, Ji Yinghuai helped him lie back on the bed and tucked the quilt in for him.

He looked at the pale-faced boy on the bed and said in a gentle voice, "Next time I will prepare more medicine in the room. It's my fault that I came late. You have had a hard time these days. I'm here, you can sleep peacefully."

"Yeah." Jiang Shian responded with a nasal tone.

Looking at the man beside the bed in the light of the oil lamp, it seemed as if something had changed about him. He had stubble on his face and looked tired.

The corners of his mouth curled up. So this is what it feels like to be cared for by someone all the time.

He had just arrived in this world, and no matter how mature and calm he appeared, he didn't want to make the people around him worry.

He would also be panicked and afraid. He was penniless, had no background, and no power. In ancient times, human life was worthless. He was a good college student who could go out to work after a few more years of study, but he was transmigrated to this barren ancient times. He took advantage of someone else's body, so he couldn't just do nothing. He was also afraid that he would be killed before he could avenge his original body...

Although the man had a fierce and cold face when they met, he was gentle and considerate in the later interactions. Thinking of this, he smiled more.

As soon as Ji Yinghuai came back, Jiang Shian inexplicably felt a lot more at ease.

He wanted to ask if the trip was going smoothly, if everything was resolved, if anyone was injured, and why they were still traveling in the middle of the night when it was raining.

He opened his mouth but before he could say anything, the man next to him interrupted him, "Don't worry, we can ask you tomorrow. You can rest now. The medicine is boiling on the stove, and you have to get up and drink it later."

He said "oh" in his heart and closed his eyes obediently.

I don’t know what time it is now. He has to take medicine later. Doesn’t Ji Yinghuai have to stay with him all night?

Well, he is worthy of being his good brother. It was worth it for him to save the person. Next time the other person is sick, he will take good care of him.

As he was thinking, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Jiang Shi'an slept very restlessly that night. He was woken up not long after he fell asleep and a bowl of extremely bitter medicine was brought to his mouth.

The man's voice was gentle, and he tried to persuade and coax her, and she finally drank most of the medicine.

He was put back to bed and continued to sleep.

After a while, he felt very hot and Jiang Shian muttered to himself and wanted to kick off the quilt.

Ji Yinghuai could only kick it open and cover it again, kick it open and cover it again.

But it’s a bit difficult to deal with when it’s cold.

He didn't know how many basins of water he had changed. Ji Yinghuai's palms were a little red. He used the handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from Jiang Shian's forehead again.

Hearing the boy muttering about being cold, he pressed the quilt tighter, but when he reached out and touched his forehead, it was ice cold.

He had already covered himself with two quilts, which was obviously due to the fever.

He hesitated for a while, then quickly washed up with hot water and went to bed.

Jiang Shian was so cold that he began to shiver all over. The corners of his mouth, which were usually curved upwards, turned pale and were tightly pursed together.

Ji Yinghuai wrapped Jiang Shian's arms in the quilt, and then hugged the quilt himself to prevent it from being kicked away again.

He is a man and his body temperature is higher, so if he just hugs someone, he can keep the other person warmer.

But he couldn't do that, as it would be too intimate to contact them like this. He had some thoughts in his mind, but the boy didn't know.

It is obscene to take advantage of someone's illness to do frivolous things.

He wanted the boy to slowly fall in love with him, and then they could be together happily while he did those intimate actions and things with the boy.

After the matter was investigated, the only thing left was to make plans. He had thought that it would be easy for him to kill the other party with his kung fu, but he did not expect that the matter he found out was far more complicated than it seemed.

He colluded with court officials, framed his superiors, and even contacted foreign tribes to plot a rebellion. This was to destroy all the achievements of his Ji family over the past hundred years. He didn't even dare to think about whether he would succeed or be caught.

All his past military exploits as the King of Zhanbei would be forgotten, and what would remain would only be a traitor and a thief. His dead father would probably not be able to rest in peace in his grave.

Killing him directly would be too easy for the other party. Now Ji Zexu is no longer his brother but his enemy.

To kill a snake, you must hit it at its most vulnerable part. With such a big plan, there must be someone in charge. Apart from him, there are only the two right prime ministers and the grand tutor who each occupy half of the court.

But the other party has been hiding for so many years, it is not easy to find him.

The superior was not surprised at all that he went back this time, and he negotiated the conditions with him directly. The death edict had been issued, and he could not appear in the capital, but the matter had to be investigated. Ji Zexu had to die, but there were so many innocent people in the mansion, and his mother was waiting at home, so this dirt would not be stained by the Zhanbei Palace.

After the matter is investigated, he will personally deal with Ji Zexu and never set foot in the capital again. The old concubine and the emperor will take good care of the people in his house. But they will never see each other again in this life.

The hot breath spraying on his neck brought him back to his senses suddenly. He looked down and saw the young man wrapped in quilt, held tightly in his arms. He was so close that the breath from his nose sprayed on the side of his neck.

The oil lamp had gone out and the room was in darkness.

It was scorching hot, but also had a light grassy scent.

It was the smell left over from when I was a teenager and used the soapberries I picked and ground into powder to wash clothes.

His chaotic mind calmed down, and he raised his hand to touch the forehead of the person in his arms, which was still a little cold.

There was a sound of rain outside the window, accompanied by one or two thunder and lightning in the night sky from time to time.

The two of them slept in each other's arms in the room.

-

Early the next morning.

Both of them tossed and turned for the whole night last night. Jiang Shian was not feeling well and was always half asleep and half awake.

Ji Yinghuai had been traveling for several days. With the person he loved so much in his arms, he had a good sleep.

It seemed like the rain had been falling all night, and when I got up in the morning not only had it not stopped, but there was also a cold wind blowing.

I felt so heavy that I couldn't even turn over.

Jiang Shian frowned and opened his eyes, then he saw an arm across his chest. He was stunned for a moment, then he blinked and regained consciousness, then he looked down and saw a leg across him.

No wonder it's so heavy? He looked at it for a moment, and the memory of last night came back to his mind.

He caught a cold. Then Ji Yinghuai came back. Last night, he boiled medicine for him and took care of him. It seemed like he was busy all night.

At this moment, he was held in someone's arms like a dumpling. If he moved any part of his body except his head, the man next to him would surely wake up.

Looking at the obvious dark circles under Ji Yinghuai's thick black eyelashes.

Jiang Shian looked away and stared at the roof beams motionlessly, not knowing whether he was in a daze or thinking about something.

Feeling his eyes a little sore, he closed them.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard a man's deep voice in my ears: "I feel better now, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang Shian tilted his head, and the next moment his whole body froze and he dared not move.

There is a warm and soft touch on my forehead. Is it lips?

The stubble on the man's chin made him feel a little itchy, and the heat from his breath sprayed all over his head.

At this time, he remembered what he said he would carve on the headboard of the bed. There are differences between men, so this is an indirect kiss.

"Fuck fuck fuck!!!" Jiang Shian uttered a series of exclamations in his heart.