First-rank palace maid Su Jixiang

Because of the snowstorm, the Black Tiger Army set up camp to rest.

Su Jixiang was also drowsy in the carriage, but it was too cold and she couldn't sleep well.

"Miss Su, the general is looking for you." Chen Hai came over and knocked on the wall of the carriage.

Su Jixiang woke up immediately, "Do you know what happened?"

"I don't know." Chen Hai shook his head.

"Oh. I'll go right away." Su Jixiang got up reluctantly. She had just covered herself with a little warmth, but as soon as she stood up, the warmth was immediately released.

He reluctantly got out of the car. When the wind blew, Su Jixiang shivered three times! It was cold!

Following Chen Hai to Wei Ling's tent, as soon as he entered, Su Jixiang felt as if he was thawed.

There are three charcoal basins in this tent, how luxurious!

Su Jixiang immediately complained in his heart.

Wei Ling was working at his desk, writing something.

"Soak your hands." He didn't even raise his head. Knowing that it was Su Jixiang who came in, he pointed to a copper basin placed beside his table and said.

"Ah?" Su Jixiang was stunned, not knowing what he meant.

But she still walked over, and as soon as she got there, she smelled a strong smell of medicine.

So... Su Jixiang is a very smart man. He knew at a glance that this potion should be used to treat frostbite.

"Thank you!" She took off her gloves and put her hands into the slightly hot medicine.

The heat from the water instantly thawed her hands and seemed to open up every pore of hers. Su Jixiang couldn't help but squint her eyes in comfort and almost hummed.

"No need to thank me." Wei Ling looked up at Su Jixiang's satisfied look, and a smile appeared on his face, but he still said, "It's just on the way."

On the way? Su Jixiang opened his eyes and looked at Wei Ling in confusion.

Wei Ling suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Perhaps it was because her gaze was too clear, making him feel exposed. Or perhaps it was because the room was a little too hot. He felt that his face was unconsciously stained with a little heat.

"It's just on the way." Wei Ling emphasized.

Well, whatever you say is what it is. It feels really comfortable to soak in this medicine, and it seems the itching is not so obvious anymore.

"How long will it take to soak?" Su Jixiang asked.

This... Wei Ling was also stunned. He didn't ask! The old doctor didn't say anything either.

"The water must have gotten cold." Wei Ling thought for a moment and said.

"Okay." Su Jixiang smiled sweetly at Wei Ling. Wei Ling felt a little dizzy in front of his eyes. He quickly turned his eyes away and looked away.

Su Jixiang soaked his hands while closing his eyes to rest.

It will take some time for the water to cool down, after all, it is very warm in the room.

It was because the room was too warm that Su Jixiang, who had been unable to sleep due to the cold for several days, fell asleep unconsciously.

Her head couldn't help but drop down like a chicken pecking at rice.

The first few times her head fell, she would wake up hazily, but as the itchiness on her hands gradually disappeared and her body gradually warmed up, she could no longer hold back her sleepiness.

The whole person slammed towards the table.

Wei Ling quickly stood up and put his arm around Su Jixiang's shoulders, preventing her from falling into the basin of water.

“Su Jixiang?” Wei Ling frowned and called out to Su Jixiang when he saw that she was still not awake after being carried on his back.

Su Jixiang's lips smacked and her consciousness became blurry. She was really too sleepy!

Seeing Su Jixiang like this, Wei Ling sighed helplessly, then he carefully let Su Jixiang lean back against the chair pillar, and then he took a piece of his clothes, rolled it up and put it behind Su Jixiang's neck.

Seeing that Su Jixiang's hands were still in the basin, he raised his hand to test the water temperature and felt that it was a little cold.

Wei Ling carefully moved the medicine away, then took a dry cloth and carefully wiped Su Jixiang's hands. He then took out the ointment given by the old doctor, hesitated for a moment, and applied it to Su Jixiang carefully, and then put on gloves for her.

After completing this series of actions, Su Jixiang was still sleeping soundly, while Wei Ling was sweating unknowingly.

He hurriedly turned around and left the tent. The cold wind outside blew snowflakes in his face, instantly sobering him up...

"Come here," he called his personal guards, "go to the nearby mountains to chop down some trees and bring back some charcoal."

"Yes." The guard nodded in response.

"Divide the charcoal used in Xie Yingfeng's and my tents, and put a portion in each palace maid's carriage. But tell them to use it carefully and don't let it start a fire!" Wei Ling said again.

"Yes."

Seeing that the guard was about to leave, Wei Ling stopped him again, "Go to the blacksmith camp and ask them to make a few iron boxes with holes on them, about this size, and put a rack underneath. Hurry up, we need twelve. Make them before midnight and send them to the palace maids. Ask them to burn the charcoal and put it in the boxes and put them on the iron racks. This way the charcoal won't roll around."

"Understood." The guard agreed immediately.

After the guards left, Wei Ling heaved a sigh of relief.

It was his negligence that he didn't realize that the palace maid had no charcoal to use.

Generally speaking, as long as the camp is set up, there will be a charcoal brazier in each tent for heating at night.

However, these twelve carriages for the palace maids were added temporarily and they left in a hurry. Many things were not considered carefully. They were only thinking about how to protect their safety, but forgot about keeping them warm.

Upon learning that Wei Ling had withheld most of his charcoal, Xie Yingfeng jumped up and down and ran to find Wei Ling.

But he didn't expect Wei Lingjiu to be standing at the door of the tent.

"Are you standing guard here?" Xie Yingfeng asked curiously, "Aren't you cold?" The blizzard once again dyed Wei Ling's entire body white, so that Xie Yingfeng didn't know how long he had been standing outside. "Don't you want your body anymore? Ah? What if your cold relapses?" Xie Yingfeng scolded with a bit of disappointment.

"Stop arguing." Wei Ling looked unhappy.

"Go to your tent." He said a little weakly. "Su Jixiang fell asleep in there, so I had to come out."

Xie Yingfeng was about to fly into a rage, but he calmed down after hearing this.

"You!" As soon as he saw Wei Ling's face, he knew that he was not well... This cold syndrome might really break out! He quickly supported Wei Ling.

"Come on! Go to my place." Xie Yingfeng didn't know what to say. "Don't you scold me fluently on weekdays? Why are you being stupid now? She's asleep, so just go to my place and wait."

"Shut up! Stop making so much noise." Wei Ling's stomach started to hurt, and the pain made him hunch over.

How could he not know to go and wait for Xie Yingfeng? He was just afraid that someone would disturb Su Jixiang's sleep. She was sleeping so deeply and soundly that he didn't have the heart to wake her up.