Ye Wanmian's room was given to Jiang Zhiqing, so Xiao Jingcheng carried her to the room where he had stayed before.
After entering the room, he found that all the things in it remained in their original positions, not having been moved even a bit.
He laid the girl in his arms on the bed. Xiao Jingcheng sat on the edge of the bed and didn't get up to leave.
Seeing this, Qi Wen quietly backed out and kindly closed the door for them.
Turning around, Qi Wen clenched his fists and danced about excitedly.
Although it was inappropriate to think about these things at this moment, but still, His Highness the Crown Prince and Lady Jiang looked so well - matched!
Moreover, he could continue writing his story!
In the room, Xiao Jingcheng lowered his eyes and quietly looked at the sleeping Ye Wanmian.
At such a close distance, Xiao Jingcheng could clearly smell the faint fragrance wafting from her body.
It was so familiar, so... sweet.
The effect of the Tianli vine had reached its limit. The disguise on the girl's face was much fainter than a few days ago, so he could clearly see the faint bluish shadows under her eyes, and her eyelids were red and swollen from crying so hard.
Noticing that her hair and clothes were still damp, he guessed that after escorting her mother back, she hadn't had time to take care of herself.
If he let her sleep like this, there would probably be one more person falling ill in this Huichun Hall tomorrow.
Xiao Jingcheng paused for a moment. He gently brushed the stray strands of hair in front of the girl's forehead with his fingers, then stood up and went outside to find a set of clean clothes and a handkerchief.
There were no women in this courtyard who could help her change clothes. He didn't trust others to do it either, so he had to do it himself.
When he was helping her change clothes, Xiao Jingcheng saw the red mole on her collarbone again.
The bright red mole was so eye - catching on her fair and delicate skin, tempting one to reach out and touch it.
It was already extremely offensive for him to change her clothes when she was not aware. He had to try his best to restrain himself to fight against the desire in his heart. By the time he finished changing her clothes, the hair on his temples was already damp with sweat, and there was a layer of sweat on his back.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he let the girl lean on his knees. Xiao Jingcheng undid her hair bun, held her wet hair in his hands, and wiped it bit by bit with the handkerchief.
This was the first time he had ever taken care of someone like this. At first, his movements were a bit rough, and he accidentally pulled her hair. The sleeping girl let out an unhappy murmur in her sleep, and her brows frowned uncomfortably.
Afraid that she would wake up suddenly and be angry with him when she saw this scene, he immediately lightened his strength. His movements became more and more gentle, as if he was handling fragile glass. Her breathing became steady again, and she slept more soundly.
His palms were warm. In a short while, he had dried her hair. Then he laid her down and covered her with the quilt.
When he closed the door and walked out of the room, there was also a sound from Mo Zhizhang's room. The two of them met face - to - face.
The yellow amulet on Xiao Jingcheng's body had lost its effect, and now he didn't have any disguise on his face. So the face that was revealed in front of Mo Zhizhang was his most real one.
Mo Zhizhang had seen this face in Jiang Zhiqing's yard before. Seeing it again at this moment, he still couldn't help sighing at the "noble and graceful appearance".
When he and Ye Wanmian were talking outside Mo Zhizhang's door just now, they didn't deliberately lower their voices. Besides comforting Ye Wanmian's out - of - control emotions, he was also revealing his true identity and the situation in the capital to the person in the room.
But when Mo Zhizhang faced him, he didn't show any sign of fear or respect at all. He still greeted him with a smile, just like he used to treat "Jing Goudan".
"Brother Goudan, is your junior niece asleep?"
The more Mo Zhizhang behaved like this, the more on guard Xiao Jingcheng was against him.
This man had been so calm and collected from beginning to end. Compared with his medical skills, his ability to detoxify was even more outstanding. He also had martial arts skills no less than his own. Was he really that junior brother of Doctor Wang and really just a doctor?
Xiao Jingcheng walked slowly towards him and stopped in front of him.
Mo Zhizhang was slightly shorter than Xiao Jingcheng, but he was still very tall compared to ordinary people. Their eyes were almost at the same level. Their gazes met in the air for a moment, as if they had exchanged several moves, and then they quietly shifted their eyes away.
"How is Uncle Li?"
Xiao Jingcheng looked inside over Mo Zhizhang's shoulder and could only see the end of the bed.
Mo Zhizhang was playing with a small wet brocade pouch that he had taken from Li Zhao. He smiled and said, "I've lived up to your junior niece's trust and saved the man."
"Today, in order to save her mother, she got caught in a lot of rain. When she came back, she was faced with the critical illness of her father and didn't take care of herself. Please, Doctor Mo, boil a decoction for typhoid for her to prevent her from catching a cold and falling ill."
"Ah, I almost forgot about this." Mo Zhizhang patted his head and said, "Brother Goudan is really considerate. But..."
He sighed and showed a smile on his face. His expression somehow looked a bit crazy: "But what should I do? I only know how to poison and detoxify. I don't know how to treat diseases."
Xiao Jingcheng said calmly, "There are many medical books in the medical hall, and all of them write about the prescriptions for treating typhoid. If you can read, you can use the medicine."
Mo Zhizhang took a step forward, getting closer to Xiao Jingcheng: "Then, aren't you afraid that I'll poison her?"
Xiao Jingcheng lowered his eyes and looked at him. "She's just a country girl. What can you gain by poisoning her? You might as well poison me. Right now, my life is still worth a few coins. But in a few days, I can't guarantee that anymore."
Mo Zhizhang seemed to have heard a joke. He laughed softly, his shoulders trembling slightly. When he looked up, his usually handsome and gentle face had completely changed. There was more evil and madness in his eyebrows and eyes.
"You really are the crown prince trained by the Xiao family." Mo Zhizhang sighed. "Killing you might make God strike me with a thunderbolt. Forget it, forget it. I'll go and boil the typhoid decoction for the little girl."
Xiao Jingcheng stepped aside, and Mo Zhizhang walked out yawning.
Xiao Jingcheng paused for a moment and then stepped into the room.
Li Zhao was lying on Mo Zhizhang's bed. He wasn't asleep, so he had heard the whole conversation between the two. Hearing the footsteps approaching him, he opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Jingcheng.
Although he had already taken the poisonous blood and gall of the silver - ringed snake to temporarily suppress the poison in his body, Li Zhao was still weak all over, and his face was frighteningly pale.
Seeing that Li Zhao was still struggling to get up, Xiao Jingcheng quickly stepped forward, supported Li Zhao's shoulders, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Li is still weak. You'd better lie down and rest well."
Li Zhao lay down and looked at Xiao Jingcheng. He asked, "How is Mujin?"
Xiao Jingcheng sat down on the chair beside the bed and replied, "She's just a little girl. She almost lost both of her parents today. She was extremely sad and cried so hard that she fell asleep exhausted."
"Uncle Li, don't worry. She should be fine."