My Lord, please respect yourself. I am the wife of a marquis.

Afraid that he would not be able to get the fox to tell him what he was talking about, he blinked his tired eyes and yawned. "You are trapped on the wild hillside, and your injuries may have worsened. I think Jin Chan is very powerful, so why not invite someone to help you take a look."

Jin Chan's hand almost suffered a loss as soon as they met, but He Yuncheng didn't dare let her see it. Besides, although his injury was an imitation of Xiao Yunjin's, it was not that serious, so naturally he couldn't let others see it.

"My wife has been missing for several days, and my wound has already scabbed over."

"That's good," she yawned, and this time it was real. She was sleepy, and the medicine was too strong, and she could hardly hold on any longer.

She squinted her eyes and looked at the door. Why didn't Zhiyan come back yet? She wanted to send him to bed.

Seeing that she looked sleepy, He Yuncheng stood up and walked towards her. He had no idea how far she and Xiao Yunjin had gotten along, or how they got along in private. He could only tentatively help her take the pillow away, and when he saw that she didn't resist, he helped her lie down, "I'm fine. You've been badly injured, take a rest!"

"Okay." With his help, Su Muxi lay down on the bed.

He helped Su Muxi lie down on the bed. As they moved, they were very close, so close that their breaths intertwined, so close that he could see the slightly raised knife scar on her face. The scab on the wound had fallen off, revealing new tender flesh that spread across half of her face.

If she were an ordinary woman, she would have covered herself up out of shame if she was stared at like this.

The warm medicinal cream was slowly pushed and rubbed along the scar. The delicate touch passed through the fingers to the heart, adding a bit of charm for no reason. It was a pity that the beauty had fallen asleep, and He Yuncheng's eyes did not show any tenderness. He looked at this face, or this person, wantonly.

"Did the prince change his fragrance?"

The person who was thought to be asleep suddenly spoke for no reason. He Yuncheng's hands trembled and his heart sank. He was careless.

The light sandalwood scent was mixed with a hint of the elegance of orchid. The former was what he often used, and the latter he had just come into contact with.

"I've been busy these days, and the attendants are all the Sixth Prince's men. Madam can't get used to it, so I asked Fuxing to change them back."

"It smells good," Su Muxi said in a faint voice, as if she could fall asleep the next moment.

But He Yuncheng didn't dare to believe it. He took back his hand and put away the medicine bottle. "Go to sleep! I won't disturb you anymore."

After saying that, he tucked in the quilt for her, turned around and left the room.

Su Muxi was indeed sleepy, but she couldn't sleep well with Xiao Yunjin in front of her.

She was too familiar with Xiao Yunjin. Every time he came close to her, she could smell the hot and slightly spicy smell of burning grass and wood. Although it was not strong, it was hard to ignore.

When the person was gone, her spirit was also drained away, and she fell into a deep sleep, unable to figure out the reason.

She did not sleep well, with nightmares one after another. One moment she was having trouble catching the figure jumping off the cliff, the next moment it was the battle report of her father and brother's tragic deaths, and the next moment it was the silhouette of her being hidden in the ice cellar by Xiao Yunjin when she faked her death. Her past and present lives were all in disarray.

The surroundings were in a mess and the noise annoyed her. She wanted them to be quiet, but she couldn't even say a word. She felt cold and hot at the same time, with bitterness in her mouth and heart.

Su Muxi struggled and woke up from her dream. Her eyes were blurry and it took her a while to see clearly again.

There was a cigarette next to the bed, holding a medicine bowl, obviously he had just fed her medicine.

"What time is it?" Her voice was hoarse and her throat was dry. If she didn't wake up, the fever would probably burn her to death.

"It's just past noon, the Sixth Prince hasn't returned yet, the Crown Prince just came over, I said you were sleeping soundly, so he left first, and told me to send someone to tell you when you wake up."