After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

If the Second Prince had an affair with Nian Susu, then everything that happened today would make sense.

Nian Susu and Li Yaoyuan are in the same group. The Second Prince seems to be helping Li Yaoyuan, but in fact he is protecting Nian Susu!

Wang Yuejiao felt a thunder roar in her heart and she leaned against the rockery for a long time.

When she accepted this fact and looked up again, the two people on the roof had disappeared.

She clenched her ten fingers, and Kou Danjia sank deeply into her palms. She secretly made up her mind that she would never let Nian Susu take the second prince all for herself!

On the way back to the wing, she had already thought about how to use everything she saw tonight to ruin Nian Susu's reputation!

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Qin Junyu held Nian Susu in his arms, climbing over the eaves and walls among the well-arranged pavilions and rockery, and finally landed steadily in front of the courtyard where the spring scenery was bright and beautiful.

Nian Susu's eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them. She only knew that she was in a warm embrace, her head resting on his strong chest. Listening to his strong heartbeat, she felt at ease.

"Miss Nian, which room do you live in?" he asked in a low voice.

She uttered a few words in a daze, her speech unclear.

Qin Junyu was afraid of being seen if he stood there for too long, so he had to hide in the inner corridor. Where there was no moonlight and darkness, he felt a little safer.

"Miss Nian." He called again, "Where do you live?"

Nian Susu lifted his heavy eyelids, his eyes tired and blurry, "Hmm?"

After a while, she raised her hand and pointed in a direction.

Qin Junyu carried her back to the room.

After putting her on the couch, she kept murmuring "cold". He found two thick quilts from the cabinet next to her, folded them together and covered her with them.

He went out and got a basin of warm water and wiped her face, hands, and neck. It would have been better to wipe her body, but there are differences between men and women, and he was a gentleman, so he couldn't do that.

He rested only when Nian Susu stopped talking nonsense and fell asleep peacefully.

Qin Junyu sat beside the bed, looking at her beautiful sleeping face, his heart softened.

The first time he saw her, he felt that something was wrong. It was not until she fell asleep leaning on his shoulder and could not be woken up that he touched her forehead and found that she had a fever.

If I had known that she was not feeling well, I would not have taken her to the rooftop to get some fresh air.

Qin Junyu suddenly felt a little regretful.

He wanted to stay with her all night, but he felt it was not a good idea. The two thoughts were fighting in his mind.

The best way would be to call Zhihua over to take care of her, but he didn't know where Zhihua lived, and it wouldn't be a good idea to wake her up in this situation.

The patient cannot be left unattended.

Qin Junyu finally decided to stay and left quietly before dawn.

Nian Susu slept very deeply, but not well. She had many dreams, and the broken and sporadic fragments piled together in a disorderly manner formed her dream.

She woke up during this time, but just opened her eyes for a moment and fell asleep again immediately.

After waking up from that chaotic dream for who knows how many times, she finally regained some consciousness.

It was very bright outside the window, and the room was filled with moonlight, flowing all the way to the edge of the bed.

She was covered with several layers of thick quilts, which made it hard for her to breathe. She moved her arms, but they were so weak and sore that she didn't even have the strength to lift the quilt.

Looking towards the end of the bed, Qin Junyu was still there.

He leaned against the bedpost with his eyes closed, and it was unclear whether he was asleep or resting.

"Cough cough cough..."

The deliberately suppressed cough still woke him up.

"Are you awake? How do you feel? Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Do you want some water?"

A series of questions came out of his mouth, and Nian Susu didn't know which one to answer. She opened her mouth and found that no sound came out of her throat. She pointed to the teapot on the table.

Qin Junyu understood, poured some water, handed it to her mouth, and fed it slowly.

The water was warm, which meant he had kept it ready for her to drink whenever she woke up.

Nian Susu kept looking at him while drinking water, her eyes were calm, with a bit of fatigue from illness, but very pure.

He casually placed the empty porcelain cup on the bedside cabinet and sat back beside the couch to tuck in the quilt for her.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me?" Qin Junyu asked.

She tried to make a sound, and when she found her throat was not so dry anymore, she said, "Aren't you busy? Why did you suddenly appear in Juxiang Garden? And you were so leisurely and elegant to run to the top of Heming Pavilion to play the flute. Were you afraid that others would not notice you?"

"Busy, but there must be some private time."

The number of Nian Su Su cannot be denied.

"The reason why I came here to play the flute in the middle of the night is because of someone."

"What does it have to do with me?" She felt so wronged.

"I didn't say it was you." Qin Junyu had a smug smile on his face, gloating over other people's misfortune.

Nian Susu was speechless. He was digging a hole for himself. She groaned and shrank her head into the quilt, ignoring him in anger.

Qin Junyu brought this upon himself. He pissed off the other person and in the end he had to comfort him himself.

After some arguing, Nian Susu decided to forgive him because after carefully sorting out the whole story, she found that she was also wrong.

If she hadn't teased Qin Junyu first, there wouldn't have been this incident. As she got more and more angry, she felt guilty and finally had to "magnanimously" forgive him.

After the conversation, she had very little strength left and fell into a deep sleep.

She didn't know when Qin Junyu left, and when she woke up it was already bright.

Nian Susu touched his forehead and felt that the fever had subsided.

Today everyone will go to Heming Pavilion to appreciate the autumn chrysanthemums. She doesn't want to be treated as a special one and cause gossip, so even though she feels heavy, she still gets up.

He walked slowly to the table and found a piece of paper under the teacup on the table. It said "Remember to take your medicine" in the thin gold script that was so powerful that it could penetrate the back of the paper. Who else could it be but Qin Junyu?

There is a small packet of medicine powder next to the note, most likely antipyretic or cold medicine.

Nian Susu held the note, feeling indescribably sweet in his heart, and even his spirits felt much better.

After she took the medicine, Zhihua came to help her wash and dress up.

"Miss, why do you look so bad? Did you catch a cold from the wind yesterday?" Zhihua asked as she helped her tie the belt of her skirt.

Nian Susu didn't want her to worry, so he lied and said everything was fine. It was not until she sat in front of the dressing table and looked at her face in the bronze mirror that she realized how bad her complexion was.

It can be said that even if you have been dead for three days, your skin will not be so white.

Her skin was originally fair, and after this illness, her face became as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. Even if you said she was terminally ill, people would believe it.

Zhihua put her hair up and handed it to her, still worried, "Miss, are you sure you're okay?"

"It's okay. I felt a little uncomfortable yesterday, but I'm much better today. I'll come back and sleep as soon as the chrysanthemum viewing party is over. There's nothing that a good night's sleep can't solve."

Zhihua learned to answer quickly: "If there is, just take a nap!"

Nian Susu laughed out loud, but then he started coughing non-stop and he couldn't breathe.

After getting dressed neatly, Nian Susu went out with the hot water bottle in her arms. Zhihua wrapped her in five or six layers of clothes, making it difficult for her to catch a cold.