Wine and Frost

Red candles are flickering, and the room is charming.Ling Xuehan's expression was calm, and he pressed his brows for a while before he was convinced that there was something confusing and fascinating in the quilt wine bestowed by the emperor, after all, he was careless, and the emperor was still worried about him.

After Ling Xuehan calmed down slightly, she glanced at the person lying quietly beside her.

Tsk, you did too much.

He massaged his twitching forehead, then ordered Fu Ling, his personal servant, to prepare hot water, and then personally washed the unconscious Fu Shuang's body.

Fu Shuang's snow-white skin was covered with all kinds of fine and mottled marks, all thanks to him.The long jet black hair was scattered, and the small face that lined it was even more fair and pleasant.

After Ling Xuehan cleaned the things left in Fu Shuang's body, he took out clean underwear and changed into them for him.After doing all this, he lifted the corner of the quilt and lay down on the mattress. With his long arms stretched out, he embraced Fu Shuang into his arms, and urged his inner strength to extinguish the flickering red candle.

Sunlight shines into the room through the veil, and two people can be vaguely seen lying on the bed with their necks crossed.

Although Fu Shuang still closed her eyes tightly at this moment, her whole body felt uncomfortable, with intermittent chills and intermittent fevers.It was hot and cold, and I was dizzy, but I just unconsciously wanted to get closer to a warm place.

Ling Xuehan woke up when she felt the subtle movements of the person next to her pillow.I saw Fu Shuang slowly rubbing up, pressing her face tightly against his arm, holding his forearm with her hand, with a rather uncomfortable expression on her face, and her little brows were also tightly frowned.There are different temperatures in the place where the skin touches each other.

Ling Xuehan pressed her forehead on top of Fu Shuang's, and felt that Fu Shuang's body was abnormally hot, as if she had a fever from a cold.But now he seems to be very afraid of the cold and tightly squeezes the quilt against Ling Xuehan.

After Ling Xuehan got up, he tucked the quilt carefully, washed and changed his clothes, first ordered his servants to go to the imperial hospital to invite the imperial physician Ye Chen, and then ordered the kitchen to make some easy-to-eat bird's nest chicken porridge and serve them up.After thinking about it, he took another set of underwear and pants for Fu Shuang to change into.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Shuang finally woke up in pain. Although her eyes were opened, she was still dizzy and unable to fall asleep. She didn't even have the strength to struggle to get up.He also felt sore as if he had been run over by a carriage, especially the position behind him was even more uncomfortable.He obviously had a fever due to a cold, but because of physical problems, he felt intermittent chills.

Fu Shuang opened her eyes slightly, and the eyes gradually filled with water vapor, but she was stunned.

"woke up?"

Fu Shuang turned her face slightly, and saw that Ling Xuehan was already sitting on the head of the bed, with the back of her hand lightly pressing her forehead.

"I want to drink water." Fu Shuang's voice was hoarse. Hearing her unusual voice, she seemed to be remembering what happened last night. Her fair face was slightly pink, and she stopped talking.

After Ruoqing brought bird's nest chicken porridge and water into the house.I thought the general would order me to feed the young master, but I didn't expect Ling Xuehan to take the plate directly and put it on the low cabinet next to the bed, as if preparing to do it myself.

Ruoqing gave Ling Xuehan a slightly surprised look, then turned to look at Ling Xuehan's personal maid, Fu Ling.Fu Ling's expression was calm, as if she had foreseen this situation a long time ago, and she was not surprised at all.

Ling Xuehan supported Fu Shuang to sit up, and picked out a few delicate soft pillows for his back.He poured a cup of tea for Fu Shuang, supported Fu Shuang, and handed the teacup to Fu Shuang's mouth to feed him himself.Fu Shuang drank slowly, and felt embarrassed to bother Ling Xuehan. She reached out to hold the cup, but Ling Xuehan grabbed her hands.

"do not move."

Fu Shuang's hand was grabbed, and his eyes were full of grievances.Ling Xuehan grabbed his hand and put it on the quilt, while the other hand was still slowly feeding him water.Fu Shuang lowered her eyes, drank water obediently, and made no other movements.

After pouring down a glass of water, Fu Shuang felt less uncomfortable.Only then did Ling Xuehan let go of her hand, and instead put the teacup on the low cabinet, and picked up the hot bird's nest chicken porridge.

"I'll do it myself." After Fu Shuang finished speaking, she wanted to reach out to pick up the bowl, but Ling Xuehan grabbed her hand and pressed it on the quilt.

"I have no strength but hold on. Open your mouth."

"Oh."

When Ye Chen came in a hurry, he happened to see this scene of the piano playing harmoniously.

Ling Xuehan just finished feeding the last mouthful of porridge, and put the bowl on the low cabinet.The maid has already moved a round stool to make it easier for Ye Chen to sit for diagnosis and treatment.

Ye Chen stepped into the room with the medical kit, and sat on the round stool when he approached, Ling Xuehan also stood up in a leisurely manner.When Ye Chen saw Fu Shuang's face clearly, he was startled.However, his absent-mindedness was only mediocre, and he returned to his normal expression in an instant.

After Ye Chen's pulse passed, he said slowly, "It's nothing serious, it's just that I've caught a cold, I'll prescribe medicine later and you just order someone to take it."

After speaking, he glanced at Ling Xuehan lightly, "Young Master Fu is not in good health, you should be more restrained in your sexual affairs."

Ling Xuehan looked calm, but Fu Shuang lowered her eyebrows shyly.

Ye Chen came from a family of imperial physicians, and grew up with Ling Xuehan. A few years ago, he invited a military doctor to go out to fight at the border.Therefore, he is not as weak as an ordinary young master, his eyebrows and eyes are not so delicate, but he is also very correct and good-looking, and his temperament is very kind and comfortable, as gentle as jade.He is also very familiar with Ling Xuehan, and whenever he is sick, he is always invited to see him.

"Young Master Fu needs to take good care of his body." Ye Chen said lightly, "I have some medicines for concentrating on the mind and health, which are also made from the prescriptions handed down by my Ye family. If you trust me, I will also prescribe them later. Good to send it over."

"Okay." Fu Shuang nodded and agreed softly. "Before, I always let the doctor Li look after the disease."

Ye Chen thought for a moment and then said, "I will explain Young Master Fu's illness to Imperial Physician Li, but I still have to ask, can you rest assured that Ye will treat him?"

Fu Shuang looked at Ye Chen, then at Ling Xuehan, and nodded, "Of course I don't worry."

When Ye Chen left, Ling Xuehan came out to see him off in person.The weather was not good, and it started to rain.

Ye Chen was holding an umbrella, he had already stepped into the rain, but he barely stopped, looking back at Ling Xuehan casually.There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I never thought that the marriage Your Majesty bestowed on you would be so special."

Ye Chen's voice couldn't help being a little ethereal in the rain. "To find such a similar person, I think they are the same except for those eyes."

"Master Fu is only 17 years old, really a good age, isn't he?"

"What do you want to say?" Ling Xuehan looked at him through the heavy rain, and couldn't see the man's expression clearly for a moment, whether it was mocking, smiling or something else.

Ye Chen smiled very lightly and slowly, "I just want the general to know his own mind. No matter how emotional it is, he should think about who it is for. Or, you should also tell Young Master Fu, after all, in this world Everything has to be based on your affection, don't I wish?"

"Enough." Ling Xuehan's complexion was serious, and there was already a strong displeasure in his voice, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Yes, it's never been about me."

Ye Chen didn't say anything else, and walked away holding an umbrella.

Ling Xuehan stood under the eaves for a long time, as if thinking about something.

Perhaps the sound of the rain was disturbing.

Fu Shuang took the medicine prescribed by Ye Chen, because she was plagued by old illnesses, it took five full days for her to recover.Since they got married, although Ling Xuehan and him slept together every day, the closest thing was to hold someone in his arms, but they never did anything beyond the distance.

Ling Xuehan's seven-day marriage leave was over and she was about to go to court.Every day when Fu Shuang woke up, he was always the only one left on the soft mattress, and there was no warmth around him.Since their wedding night, the two have seen much less time.Sometimes after the morning court, Ling Xuehan would still keep the agenda and come back very late.

Fu Shuang had recovered from the cold a long time ago, and she also heard from Ruoqing that the few boxes of books she brought from the other courtyard were also sent to the General's Mansion, and she said earlier that she wanted to go to the study to read.

The study room belonged to Ling Xuehan. He originally planned to allocate a new room for Fu Shuang, but later he changed his mind, and now divides it into two with a bead curtain, and allocated the right side to Fu Shuang.Those boxes of books had been neatly stacked on the bookshelf. Fu Shuang picked up a book at random and read it for a while, then picked up a pen and paper, and sat down in front of the desk.

Ruoqing stood in front of the desk and started grinding ink, "Young master, do you want to write a new story?"

"Yeah." Fu Shuang curled his lips, "This time I want to write a story about the rabbit spirit."

"Is it the girl that the rabbit turned into?"

Fu Shuang shook her head, her voice was low and inaudible, "Don't write about girls..."

Ruoqing showed a clear smile on purpose, and teased, "Why don't you write a story about the general and the rabbit spirit?"

"..."

Fu Shuang stopped talking suddenly, but blushed, ignored Ruoqing's teasing, and immediately started writing.

Thinking it was a bit boring, Ruoqing talked about some things that were passed down among servants.

"My servant heard from the servants here that the general intended to withdraw the engagement, and even went to find the emperor, but it didn't work out. However, the servant sees how the general treats the young master very well now, it doesn't look like a fake at all."

Fu Shuang's hand holding the pen paused, she opened her mouth but was unable to speak.Ruoqing stopped her hand grinding the ink, and asked, "Young master is hungry, how about I order the kitchen to make it for you?"

"I'm not hungry, but you can ask Fu Ling," Fu Shuang bit the tip of her pen, but didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled lightly, "Your servant knows, the general will definitely ask you what he likes and dislikes." After finishing speaking, she opened the door and went out.

Fu Shuang continued to write with a pen, writing without stopping, not even noticing the ink stains on her face.

Within a few days, this novel storybook became popular in the city. It told the story of how the handsome and evil general fell in love with the cunning and clever rabbit spirit, but was deceived by others.

Naturally, Ling Xuehan had no time to care about these rumors circulated on the streets, but only occasionally heard a few words from his colleagues.

rabbit?

It's really like it.