By the afternoon, Shi Wanyue was feeling much better, and in the evening, Shi Guanchao came to see her before leaving.

But unexpectedly, Shi Wanyue had a fever again at night, but it was not as severe as last night, but the temperature was still high.

When Shi Wanyue felt hot, she tore off her clothes. Wen Zhimiao patiently helped her put her clothes back on, wiped her sweat, and fed her medicine.

Seeing the beauty in front of him, he didn't have any romantic thoughts. His mind was only thinking about when Shi Wanyue would get better soon.

"Thirsty." Shi Wanyue murmured unconsciously.

Wen Zhimiao hurriedly poured her some water and helped her up to drink it.

Shi Wanyue's body was still hot, and she would always behave herself when she was asked to lie down.

After Wen Zhimiao fed her the medicine, he simply held her in his arms and sat on the bed, wrapping her tightly with a quilt.

"Sister, be obedient." Wen Zhimiao leaned into Shi Wanyue's ear and whispered.

Shi Wanyue did indeed behave a little more calmly when she leaned on her.

"Miao Miao..." Shi Wanyue murmured softly.

Wen Zhimiao responded softly: "What's wrong? Sister, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else?"

"I will be tired." Shi Wanyue said weakly. Her mind was still confused, but a little better than last night.

At least he still had some consciousness, unlike last night when he could only lean on Wen Zhimiao instinctively and didn't even have the strength to speak.

Wen Zhimiao looked down at her somewhat dry lips, which were hot due to the fever.

"I'm not tired. Just lean on me, sister." Wen Zhimiao said softly.

"Sister, I'm not a child anymore." Wen Zhimiao kissed her neck: "I wasn't a child before, and I'm not a child now. I won't just hide behind my sister and be taken care of."

"I just..."

Wen Zhimiao paused for a moment and said, "I just want to be pampered in such a despicable way."

Her voice was very soft, and the look in her eyes as she looked at Shi Wanyue was filled with unshakable love and possessiveness.

Shi Wanyue didn't hear her words clearly, and responded to Wen Zhimiao's previous sentence somewhat dully: "Well, it's not a child."

Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

"It's hot." Shi Wanyue murmured again.

"Xiangnan, change the cloth." Wen Zhimiao handed over the towel that had been warmed by Shi Wanyue's body temperature.

After changing the towel, Wen Zhimiao coaxed Shi Wanyue in a gentle voice.

It was not until the second half of the night that Shi Wanyue's temperature finally dropped again.

Wen Zhimiao knew that she liked cleanliness, and her clothes were a little wet because she was sweating.

"Lan Zhou, go prepare a new set of clothes." Wen Zhimiao said softly.

"Here." The clothes were brought quickly. Lan Zhou and Xiang Nan had already prepared them. After all, Shi Wanyue had changed clothes several times last night.

Last night when Wen Zhimiao changed Shi Wanyue's clothes, Shi Wanyue didn't react at all. But today she opened her eyes and looked at Wen Zhimiao.

"Miao Miao?" She leaned weakly against Wen Zhimiao, her voice was very feeble, her eyes slightly open, and there was an indescribable sense of bewitching that made people feel love and pity for her unconsciously.

She was in a coma yesterday, and Wen Zhimiao didn't have so many romantic thoughts, but at this moment, Shi Wanyue had taken off her clothes and was shirtless.

Wen Zhimiao had just undressed her and was about to help her change into new clothes, but Shi Wanyue called her at an inopportune time.

Wen Zhimiao suddenly felt as if his heart was broken.

Now not only Shi Wanyue was feeling hot, but Wen Zhimiao was also feeling feverish.

My heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to burst out of my chest.

"Sister...I, I'm just helping you change your clothes, no, nothing else." Wen Zhimiao said stutteringly.

Shi Wanyue raised her head and kissed her: "Okay, thank you for your hard work Miaomiao."

Wen Zhimiao thought that if Shi Wanyue hadn't kissed her this time, she might have suffered less.

But she didn't dare to say anything, and could only help Shi Wanyue put on her clothes tremblingly.

During this time, I didn't dare to look around.

He would shudder when his fingertips touched Shi Wanyue's skin.

After helping Shi Wanyue change her clothes, she found that Shi Wanyue was not asleep yet and was looking at her with a smile on her lips.

Wen Zhimiao's face suddenly turned red.

She leaned over and hugged Shi Wanyue: "Sister, it's time to sleep."

Wen Zhimiao hid his head in the hollow of Shi Wanyue's shoulder, not daring to even look at her.

Shi Wanyue was held by her and whispered, "Your Highness is so timid."

Wen Zhimiao felt even more embarrassed by what she said. How could she be timid?

She just, just feels sorry for her sister!

However, Wen Zhimiao only dared to refute in his heart and did not dare to say a word.

Shi Wanyue listened to her somewhat rapid breathing and probably knew that someone was indeed embarrassed, so she did not continue teasing her but closed her eyes.

After the fever subsided, Shi Wanyue slept much more soundly.

Wen Zhimiao himself couldn't sleep, because he was worried that Shi Wanyue's illness would relapse. Fortunately, Shi Wanyue's fever didn't reach the point of vomiting, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

Secondly, she herself was a little... hot-tempered.

She hugged Shi Wanyue and fell asleep until dawn.

The next day, when Shi Wanyue woke up, she was still asleep.

After waking up, Shi Wanyue found that her clothes were in disarray.

People who don't know might think something is wrong, but she herself knows that it's probably because someone is too nervous and shy, so her clothes are casually dressed, and many buttons are probably loosely buttoned.

and...

She was not wearing a bellyband.

Shi Wanyue looked at the person who was still hugging her tightly while sleeping, and reached out to touch the tip of her nose: "Coward."

Wen Zhimiao, however, grabbed her hand in a daze and kissed it.

"Sister, are you awake?" Wen Zhimiao closed her eyes and looked very sleepy, but still responded to Shi Wanyue.

Shi Wanyue kissed the corner of her mouth: "You're awake, and you're feeling much better now."

"That's good." Wen Zhimiao answered her sleepily.

"Sleep a little longer, I'll stay with you."

"No, you need to take medicine." Wen Zhimiao tried hard to open his eyes, but he was too sleepy.

Shi Wanyue reached out and covered her eyes: "Be good, go to sleep."

Wen Zhimiao really fell asleep again without realizing it.

Seeing that she had fallen asleep, Shi Wanyue obediently got up from the bed.

He put on his clothes and called the imperial physician to treat him.

I didn't expect that the person who came today was Wen Mengyang.

When Wen Mengyang saw Shi Wanyue, he first bowed to greet her and then took her pulse.

She has always been indifferent to everything, but unlike Su Yubing, she has her own passions.

For example, as long as it involves medical skills, she will become very different.

After checking her condition, Wen Mengyang said that her condition today was much better than yesterday, but she still had to continue taking the medicine to consolidate her condition.

"Can you wash today?" Shi Wanyue was still concerned about this matter.

"Master, do you want to keep burning the fire all night long?" Wen Mengyang asked indifferently.

Master Wanyue:......

Not really.

The main thing is that if she continues to have a fever, Wen Zhimiao will have to take care of her again, and Shi Wanyue doesn't want Wen Zhimiao to continue to suffer so much.

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