Starting from a thatched cottage, the farmer embarked on the road to wealth through imperial examina

The sunlight shone into the dormitory of the Imperial College through the window lattice. Ye Changyan opened his eyes and felt like his whole body was about to fall apart.

Ye Changyan felt a splitting headache, it seemed that he had drunk too much last night and had a serious hangover. After running for so long at the racecourse yesterday, his muscles were sore all over. Liang Jingcheng was still sleeping soundly in his arms, and Ye Changyan could no longer feel his numb right arm and right leg.

Ye Changyan originally intended to wake up Liang Jingcheng, but found that his throat was torn so painfully that he couldn't make any sound at all, so he stretched out his left hand and patted Liang Jingcheng's face.

Liang Jingcheng smacked his lips twice, rubbed his sleepy eyes, then turned his head to ask Ye Changyan in a daze.

"Is it dawn yet?"

Liang Jingcheng heard Ye Changyan making a sound like a drake, and couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

Liang Jingcheng then realized that Ye Changyan might have a serious hangover, so he quickly turned over and got up, put on his underwear, and ran to pour a glass of water. Then he remembered that the water in the kettle had already gone cold, so he quickly put on his clothes and ran out of the room with the kettle. Ye Changyan heard Liang Jingcheng's footsteps and ran back after a few steps. After hastily closing the door, he ran away again.

Soon Liang Jingcheng came back with a pot of hot water. He added some hot water to the cup that originally contained some cold water, and a cup of warm water was prepared. He brought the warm water to the bed, but found that Ye Changyan was struggling with a distorted face, but he refused to sit up.

Liang Jingcheng was a little panicked for a moment, and hurriedly put the cup of water on the bedside. Then he went forward to support Ye Changyan, and heard some strange hissing sounds from Ye Changyan's mouth.

So Liang Jingcheng slowed down his movements, then carefully helped Ye Changyan to sit up, then picked up the water cup again and was about to hand it to Ye Changyan, but he saw that Ye Changyan's outstretched hand seemed to be trembling slightly.

Liang Jingcheng had no choice but to bring the cup of water to Ye Changyan's mouth and slowly pour the water into Ye Changyan's mouth.

Liang Jingcheng carefully observed Ye Changyan's condition. After he drank the glass of water, his expression softened a little. He felt relieved and asked hurriedly.

"Chang Yan, are you feeling better?"

Ye Changyan swallowed hard with a distorted face, then tried to speak again.

"I... feel sore all over and have a splitting headache. I think it's because I did too much horseback riding yesterday and I'm hungover. Now it's hard for me to even get out of bed."

Although Ye Changyan's voice was very hoarse, he was able to speak at least. Liang Jingcheng's worried expression finally eased.

He handed over another cup of warm water and spoke.

"I saw you riding your horse so happily yesterday, but I didn't expect you to be so active. Plus, you were so enthusiastic when you drank last night. It seems that Li Ping is really your cup of tea! But you know how much you can drink, right? Now you feel like you're falling apart, and you can't even get out of bed. Fortunately, there is only one class with Mr. Jinshi this morning."

As he spoke, Liang Jingcheng helped Ye Changyan lie back on the bed, and continued speaking as he walked towards the door.

"You can rest in bed for a while. I'll go ask for leave from the teacher at the shooting range and Mr. Jinshi, and then I'll bring you breakfast."

Having said that, Liang Jingcheng opened the door and walked out. After taking only two steps, he ran back awkwardly and closed the door.

Ye Changyan lay on the bed and soon fell asleep again.

When Liang Jingcheng returned to the dormitory with a bowl of white porridge, a bowl of egg custard and two steamed buns, he saw that Ye Changyan was already asleep.

Liang Jingcheng put the breakfast he brought back for Ye Changyan on the table, then walked up to Ye Changyan and patted him gently to wake him up.

"I heard that after too much activity, you may feel sore all over your body. You can use hot compresses to relieve the pain. Massage is also a good way to relieve the pain. I'll help you get up and feed you breakfast, and then I'll get some hot water for a hot compress."

When Ye Changyan was in elementary school, he had one physical education class a week. He would often experience muscle soreness all over the body the next day after the class, so his mother would apply hot water to his muscles. Later, when he was in middle school and lived in the school, Ye Changyan would take a scalding hot bath after each physical education class, and he would feel much better the next day.

Thinking of this, Ye Changyan nodded slightly and blinked at Liang Jingcheng to show his agreement, but Ye Changyan felt his eyelids seemed to be a little sore.

Liang Jingcheng came to the bedside, carefully helped Ye Changyan to sit up, draped his clothes over Ye Changyan's shoulders, and then brought him white porridge and egg custard.

Liang Jingcheng picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of white porridge and put it into Ye Changyan's mouth, then scooped up a spoonful of egg custard. Seeing Ye Changyan's frown as he swallowed, he found it a little funny for a moment, but he had to hold back his laughter, and his expression was a little distorted.

After feeding Ye Changyan a bowl of white porridge and a bowl of egg custard, Liang Jingcheng went to get some steamed buns, but saw Ye Changyan shaking his head. He had to put the steamed buns back and helped Ye Changyan lie down again. Then he picked up the kettle and went out again.

Seeing Liang Jingcheng busying around, Ye Changyan guessed that Liang Jingcheng had never taken care of anyone in his life as much as he took care of him today. Thinking about it, Ye Changyan felt a warm feeling in the softest part of his heart. Unconsciously, he felt his cheeks seemed a little hot.

Just then Liang Jingcheng came back with a kettle filled with hot water. He saw that Ye Changyan's face was flushed, so he hurried forward and touched Ye Changyan's cheek, then stretched his hand to Ye Changyan's forehead, shook his head, stretched his hand to his own forehead, and said suspiciously.

"You don't have a fever, so why is your face so red? Is it because you're covered by the quilt?"

Ye Changyan was a little embarrassed for a moment and could only nod with difficulty.

Liang Jingcheng nodded with relief, turned around and poured the hot water in the kettle into the copper basin, then turned around to get a towel.

When Ye Changyan saw Liang Jingcheng wringing the towel, he grimaced. It seemed that the water was still a little hot.

Liang Jingcheng spread out the wrung hot towel and applied it to Ye Changyan's face. Then he gently lifted a corner of the quilt, undressed Ye Changyan, and carefully exposed his arms.

Liang Jingcheng twisted out another hot towel and put it on Ye Changyan's arm. Then he changed the towel and went back and forth several times. Finally, he had applied hot compress to Ye Changyan's upper body.

Liang Jingcheng helped Ye Changyan cover his upper body with the quilt, then lifted the quilt covering Ye Changyan's left leg. He gently pushed Ye Changyan's undershirt up, but found that he could not push it up any further when he reached his knees, so Liang Jingcheng asked Ye Changyan.

"Why don't you take off your underwear so that it will be easier to apply heat to your entire leg."