Li Fengqi is a martial arts practitioner, and he has strong fire. He took a medicinal bath tonight, and the heat of the medicinal materials radiated from the inside out, making him like a natural stove, attracting people to come closer. Ye Yunting was confused and confused.

She clung to him with warmth, wrapped in a quilt and cuddled up to his side like a little silkworm chrysalis. His body was turned sideways to Li Fengqi's chest, and his forehead happened to be pressed against Li Fengqi's shoulder.

There were only two quilts between the two of them. Li Fengqi could even feel the cool breath exhaled from his nose.

Such an intimate gesture made Li Fengqi, who had always disliked contact with others, subconsciously avoid him. He tensed his jaw, glanced at Ye Yunting, and used his arms to try to distance himself.

However, as soon as he moved, there was a gap between the quilts. The coldness penetrated through the gaps in the quilt, and Ye Yunting, who was sleeping soundly from the cold, shivered slightly. He frowned and mumbled twice, rolled up the quilt and squeezed closer to Li Fengqi.

After getting closer, he probably still felt not warm, so he arched his back again and stretched his cold hands and feet randomly into Li Fengqi's bed.

Li Fengqi's bed was naturally warm. He stretched out his hands and feet first, and after feeling the warmth, he leaned in until he was pressed against his warm body, and then he fell asleep contentedly.

He slept peacefully, and after finding the source of heat, he remained in the same position without moving.

Li Fengqi was left alone, stiff and suffering.

The body pressed against her was slightly cool, and the skin that occasionally touched was smooth and warm, like a piece of fine cold jade, smooth and delicate, with cold touches. Being held in his arms, it gradually became infected with his body temperature.

Li Fengqi took a deep breath, forced himself to close his eyes, and ignored the charming and ambiguous illusion.

…

Ye Yunting had a good sleep like never before.

He suffered from cold body, and his hands and feet were always cold every winter. When he was in the Duke's Mansion, Ji Lian would always warm him two Tangbaozi and put them in the quilt. When he slept, he would sleep with one warmer under his feet and one in his arms.

One can give you a good night's sleep.

But since coming to the palace, the weather has been getting colder and colder day by day. In order to hide the cold weather, Mrs. Tang deliberately caught the cold wind and cold. In these few days, she hardly had a good night's sleep.

Only last night he rarely slept soundly.

Ye Yunting woke up from his sweet dream, sighed contentedly, and just poked his head out of the warm bed to see what time it was. If it was still early, he could sleep a little longer.

Just this movement touched Ju's warm body.

"!!!"

Ye Yunting was startled, and his chaotic thoughts suddenly became clear. His eyes widened, and he turned his face sideways in horror, just in time to catch the eye of Li Fengqi who noticed the movement and looked over.

Li Fengqi watched him intently, his expression changing unpredictably: "Are you awake?"

"...?" Ye Yunting blinked slowly, his eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings. He looked at Li Fengqi, and then secretly glanced to the left out of the corner of his eye. When he saw the mostly empty bed on the other side and the pile of quilts rolled up, he

Bai Shengsheng's ears were dyed hot red.

He curled his toes, carefully stepped back a little, his eyes wandered left and right, and smiled awkwardly: "Wake up."

Li Fengqi looked at his dyed red ears and eyes that were wandering around, not daring to look at him, and all the depression that had been stuck in his chest since he had not slept for most of the night dissipated. He said "hmm" and looked at Ye Yunting leisurely.

He slowly spoke: "Then I'd like to ask the eldest son to bring me a set of clean clothes."

"Why do you need to change clothes?" Ye Yunting asked subconsciously.

Obviously, I changed into clean clothes after taking a medicated bath last night.

Li Fengqi stared at him, half-smiling but not smiling: "It's a little hot and sweaty when we sleep together."

When Ye Yunting first snuggled into his bed last night, the coldness on his body was very comfortable, and it just relieved the fever. But as time passed, Ye Yunting became warmer and warmer. On the contrary, Li Fengqi was affected by the medicine, and his body was very hot.

Suffering for half the night, I was sweating all over.

It was a casual question, but the answer he didn't expect was embarrassing. Ye Yunting's cheeks turned red this time, and he jumped up from the bed as if frightened. He hurriedly put on his shoes and ran out: "I'll get it for you right now."

Ji Lian heard the noise and looked up from outside. When he saw him standing in front of the wardrobe wearing a Chinese coat and rummaging around, he couldn't help but muttered: "Master, you haven't recovered from your illness yet, why are you running around without your outer robe?!"

"

Ye Yunting didn't even raise his head: "I know, I know, I'll wear it right away."

He used the cover of the wardrobe to cool down his hot cheeks with his cold hands.

Li Fengqi kindly gave him half of the bed, but he went too far and got under the bed.

When I think about the nominal relationship between the two, I feel even more embarrassed.

Although the large carved bed is very comfortable, he should sleep on the Arhat bed tonight!

Holding the middle coat in hand and walking back slowly, Ye Yunting handed the middle coat to Li Fengqi, pursed his lips, and explained with lowered eyes: "I didn't sleep well, so don't worry about what happened last night."

Li Fengqi took the middle coat, glanced at him, and moved his eyebrows slightly: "It's cold, and there is no charcoal fire in the house. If you are afraid of the cold, you can squeeze in with me."

When Ye Yunting heard this, he thought to himself: I didn't want to squeeze in with you, I just did it unintentionally while I was asleep.

But then I thought of the warm quilt, and I had to give in. If I could, I still wanted to squeeze in. After all, it was really warm.

However, he just thought about it in his mind and said: "I haven't recovered from the cold yet, so I'd better go outside and squeeze in with Ji Lian tonight, so as not to pass on the illness to the prince."

When Li Fengqi heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his eyes to look at him, but he didn't say anything more.

…

After a good night's sleep, Ye Yunting's cold was much better.

But to the outside world, he still had to pretend to be sick and drink one bowl of medicine after another. Fortunately, he was not the only one who suffered like this. Li Fengqi also had to drink medicine with him - in addition to taking medicinal baths once every three days, he also

The decoction should be taken orally three times a day.

In order to deceive others, Ji Lian mixed the two medicines together and cooked them together, so they drank the medicine together.

Every time Ye Yunting was tortured by the bitter soup and vomited, and seeing Li Fengqi downing the bowl of dark soup without changing his expression, he felt that it was not that difficult for him.

After all, King Yong'an's decoction smells and tastes more bitter than his.

After two days of this, Ye Yunting's cold was almost healed, but his body was still damaged, and his face still looked pale, without any blood.

After dinner that day, Ye Yunting was wrapped in a thick cotton robe, holding in his arms the Tang Pozi that Ji Lian had asked his maid to buy, and discussed with Li Fengqi how to spread the news about going to Beijing to northern Xinjiang as soon as possible.

Ye Yunting has been thinking about the dream he had on the day he fell into coma, and suspected that it was something that really happened in his previous life. So since he recovered from the illness, he has been thinking about how to avoid the tragedy.

Because he was sick and needed medicine, Ji Lian was allowed to enter and leave the palace once every five days. Now that three days have passed, Ji Lian can leave the palace again the day after tomorrow. At that time, he can get in touch with Li Fengqi's people and ask them to find a way to quickly

Send the secret message to Northern Xinjiang.

But the difficulty now is that Li Zong is very vigilant and has secretly cut off all channels for sending messages to northern Xinjiang. Li Fengqi's people may not find a chance to send the message at all, or it may be too late by the time the secret message is sent.

Already.

Ye Yunting always felt that they could not just wait passively. They had to find a way to avoid the emperor's eyes and ears and send the letter as soon as possible.

"The three prefectures in Gyeonggi Province belong to the Yunrong Protectorate, and all the checkpoints and post stations are filled with Li Zong's cronies. There must be many checkpoints on the way to Northern Xinjiang at this time. It will be difficult for my people to hide from his eyes and ears." Li Fengqi crossed the map with his finger.

Shanglu, Ji, and Zhongzhou said in a deep tone: "If we take the risk of sending someone in disguise to transfer from Zhongzhou to Fanzhou, and then go to Yuzhou in the west via California, it is feasible, but the detour is far away and will take a lot of time.

More than half of it."

"Changes will happen later." Ye Yunting stared at the map and pondered: "Is there no way to hide it from Li Zong's eyes and ears?"

Li Fengqi shook his head. The tiger was bullied by the dog. If there was a way, his letter would not have been sent out until now.

Ye Yunting held his chin with one hand, frowning and feeling anxious.

However, Li Fengqi, who was making tea, suddenly listened. After listening for a while, he said with a strange expression: "Someone seems to be calling you outside."

The voice was full of energy, penetrated through the eaves, and reached Li Fengqi's ears.

"Who called me?" Ye Yunting was confused.

He put his head out and called Ji Lian outside: "Can someone call me?"

Ji Lian listened carefully when he heard the words, and it seemed as if someone was really calling the young master's name. He said, "I'll go out and have a look," and then opened the door and went outside.

Outside the yard, the shouting became clearer and clearer, shouting "Ye Yunting, come out here" and "You really thought you were flying up a branch when you became a princess, and you didn't even return home" and so on.

The more Ji Lian listened, the weirder his face became. The voice... sounded like the second son Ye Wan's.

Ye Wan, the second son of the Duke of Guo, has been arrogant and mischievous since he was a child. He was raised in the palm of Mrs. Yin's favor. Now he is sixteen years old and is already a well-known dandy in the upper capital. He is a lackey in a cockfight and a brothel.

There was nothing he wouldn't do in the wine shop, and there was no place he wouldn't dare to go.

The second son Ye Wan and the eldest son Ye Yunting have become two extremes living in the Duke's mansion.

Ye Wanzheng responded to his name and relied on the power of the Duke's Mansion and the Yin family to live a bold life; while Ye Yunting lived in a corner of the Duke's Mansion, no one cared about him, and he never even left the gate of the Duke's Mansion.

But this arrogant and willful second young master often likes to seek bad luck for Ye Yunting since he found out that he has an elder brother.

Ye Yunting has a good temper, and he doesn't want to offend him and cause trouble. When he was in the house, whenever he saw him looking for trouble, he would just follow him. But every time, Ye Wan always became more angry. After losing his temper inexplicably,

Then he left angrily.

When I come back next time, I will repeat it again. Over and over again, I will never get tired of it.
Chapter completed!