A raincoat wind and snow to the small garden

Chapter 22 Snowy Villa (VI)

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But Xiang Xiaoyuan is sometimes very stubborn when doing things. Once she believes that something is right, she will never back down.

Fusheng couldn't stop Xiang Xiaoyuan, so he could only signal the guard with his eyes and quickly go inside to report to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If he didn't want to see the guest, he could let someone stop him!
This morning, Fusheng wanted to see Xie Yunxue but was not able to see her. It was obvious that His Highness was really in a bad mood, and he would certainly not receive Xiang Xiaoyuan.

Xiang Xiaoyuan sat in the flower hall waiting for someone to report. Two rounds of tea were served, but still no one showed up.

Fusheng felt quite complacent, having guessed the emperor's intentions. He smiled and advised, "We've already told you that His Highness doesn't see guests. Look at the coroner. You came here in such a hurry, but you still have to wait..."

"His Highness has ordered the coroner to come in for an audience."

Before Fusheng could finish his words, someone else interrupted him.

Fusheng could not hide his astonishment on his face. He did not expect that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was still concerned about Xiang Xiaoyuan. It was he who was short-sighted!

But Xiang Xiaoyuan is also a person who knows what is good for her. Fusheng often takes care of her openly and secretly, and she is grateful.

Therefore, Xiang Xiaoyuan also bowed respectfully to Fusheng: "I know that you are protective of me, eunuch. Thank you for your continued care for me. Your Highness is kind-hearted. I believe that since you have summoned me, you will not make things difficult for me."

Fu Sheng's unhappy mood was smoothed over by Xiang Xiaoyuan's words. He smiled and said, "Your Highness is kind, but Miss Xiang must also be more attentive and serve you. Now, go quickly and don't keep Your Highness waiting."

Nodding to Xiaoyuan, she took a clean handkerchief, wiped the apples on her hands again and again, and walked into the inner room with satisfaction.

Perhaps it was because Xie Yunxue was too aloof and cold. Ever since she passed by the pearl curtains hanging on the corridor, she had not seen any maids or palace servants serving in Xiang Xiaoyuan.

Two copper lamps with thousands of branches were lit on the roadside. The dim candlelight emitted a faint fragrance, like the sandalwood from ancient temples, or the bitter taste of orchids.

I stepped into the small garden and looked around in the dim light.

The courtyard the Zheng family had allocated to Xie Yunxue must have been extravagant, but today, most of the furnishings in the room were covered with blankets, showing no signs of use. Only two candles burned deep in the bedroom, their flames flickering in the occasional night breeze.

Xiang Xiaoyuan didn't dare go any further, fearing she might offend the Crown Prince. She stood on tiptoe, peering around, and whispered, "Your Highness, are you there?"

"Come in."

Soon, a voice as clear as pearls was heard.

He followed the advice of the small garden and went in with the fruit in his hands.

It was the first time she saw Xie Yunxue so unkempt.

He was kneeling on the ground, wearing only a thin white shirt, with his long black hair loose, like a ball of ink melting on his back, and the ends of his hair were only tied with a green hairband. His hair was soft and black, sticking to his jade-like profile, hiding all his usual fierceness and hostility.

But he looked gentle, but the words he said were colder than usual: "What's wrong?"

Xiang Xiaoyuan belatedly realized that she seemed to have disturbed Xie Yunxue's rest, and hurriedly handed over the apple fruit in her hand. "Today, a maid was bitten to death by a murderer... This method of death is a bit strange, but I have to use tooth marks to investigate. Everyone in the courtyard, high-ranking officials and common people alike, has had their teeth marks examined, leaving only Your Highness. I thought that since the case requires it, even if it is an offense to Your Highness, an examination should be conducted. This will also prove that the officials of our Xuanqi Division are truly impartial and disciplined."

He said a lot of good and bad things, just to make Xie Yunxue give in.

Xie Yunxue didn't expect that she came to find him for this matter.

The prince had no objection. He took the apple, stood up, and turned his back to Xiang Xiaoyuan. The young man covered his face with his sleeve, leaving tooth marks on the fruit. After Xiang Xiaoyuan compared it with the drawing, he tossed the fruit into the basin of burning charcoal.

After Xie Yunxue rinsed her mouth, she wiped the water from the corners of her lips and looked up at Xiang Xiaoyuan: "Anything else?"

"No more." Xiang Xiaoyuan shook her head, turned around and walked out, but she always felt that something was wrong with Xie Yunxue today.

Confused, she turned around and saw Xie Yunxue staggering like a dead leaf in the wind, without even the strength to return to the bed.

Just when the young man's body trembled and was about to fall to the ground, Xiang Xiaoyuan ran towards him quickly and suddenly held Xie Yunxue's waist.

She had originally wanted to help him, but when she actually reached out, through the thin gauze robe, she subconsciously hugged the boy. The moment she wrapped her arms around Xie Yunxue's narrow waist, she realized that the body beneath his clothes was not so weak and frail. Although his waist was narrow, his muscles were well-proportioned, strong and solid.

Xiang Xiaoyuan's palm happened to touch Xie Yunxue's abdomen. The lines on her palm were burned by the hot temperature of the strong muscles, and she realized that Xie Yunxue seemed to have a fever.

He let go of Xiaoyuan's hand and asked helplessly, "Your Highness, are you sick?"

The light in the room was dim and pitch black everywhere. Xiang Xiaoyuan had to look very hard to see that the corners of Xie Yunxue's eyes were flushed and her slender neck was covered with sweat.

Seeing that Xie Yunxue did not push her away, she bravely touched his wrist bone. Sure enough, his pulse was beating very fast and his wrist bone was covered with hot sweat.

Xiang Xiaoyuan was at a loss: "I'll go call Eunuch Fusheng, I'll go call the doctor!" She left Xie Yunxue and turned to leave.

Before she took two steps, the sharp fingers of the boy instantly clasped her arm tightly. The boy just applied a little force with his palm and pulled Xiang Xiaoyuan back to the dormitory.

Even if a man is sick, he is still stronger than a woman.

Xiang Xiaoyuan was forcibly pulled back. She lost her balance and fell face down into Xie Yunxue's arms, her whole body falling on Xie Yunxue's kneeling lap.

The girl's small and delicate nose touched Xie Yunxue's robe, and the rich sandalwood fragrance immediately filled her nostrils, and her whole body was immersed in Xie Yunxue's elegant bamboo-like fragrance.

"Don't go." Xie Yunxue was rarely so lazy. He knelt on his knees and let Xiang Xiaoyuan lie in his arms.

As if he was enduring pain, the boy's wrist veins bulged and his meridians pulsated.

Xie Yunxue lowered her head, her long, thick eyelashes trembling in the dim room like the fluttering wings of a butterfly. A drop of sweat fell, soaking into her thin white clothes.

Xie Yunxue was silent for a long time before she said, "I can't see a doctor... It's just a pill. I'll just have to endure it. It's always like this."

Pills are something that only alchemists can refine...Xiang Xiaoyuan is extremely smart and immediately thought of the stargazing temple.

"Is this the elixir sent by Master Zizhu? If Your Highness is not feeling well, why would he take the elixir from Guanxingguan?"

Xie Yunxue guessed that she knew this from Fusheng and did not refute it.

The Crown Prince twitched his lips, his expression sarcastically remarking, "I am a loyal, filial, chaste, and righteous Crown Prince. Naturally, I must test the elixir on myself to verify its effectiveness. Only in this way can I ensure the Emperor's well-being. This is a gift from Heaven, not something I can do."

Xiang Xiaoyuan was shocked.

She never knew that Xie Yunxue would be the medicine man of Emperor Xie Zhen.

Why should such a precious boy like him suffer such hardships behind others' backs?

Xiang Xiaoyuan didn't understand. She hesitated and muttered softly, "How can this be called grace? This is clearly a punishment on behalf of the emperor..."

Xie Yunxue remained silent. His fever had driven him delirious, his consciousness hazy. His boiling finger bones only knew how to graze against the cold, snowy skin, like a moth to a flame, completely reckless of the consequences. Initially, he gently brushed Xiang Xiaoyuan's earlobe. Perhaps sensing the cooling effect, he inexplicably raised his finger and gently twirled her cool earlobe.

The girl's waist tensed, her shoulders trembled slightly, and the suppressed gasps in her mouth all reminded Xie Yunxue of her current inappropriateness and inappropriateness, but he inexplicably coveted this softness. It was as if silently branding Xiang Xiaoyuan as his private property, belonging only to him.

"do not move……"

Xie Yunxue hid his selfish motives and warned him viciously.

Xie Yunxue even knew that Xiang Xiaoyuan was able to cooperate in this way only because she was afraid of his identity.

He is bullying others by taking advantage of his power.

But Xiang Xiaoyuan was not actually unhappy. Although the boy's fingertips were rough from years of writing, and touching her earlobe brought her an indescribable itch, she just shuddered and did not dodge.

After all, Xie Yunxue is sick, and the patient is the most important thing, so there is nothing wrong with indulging him.

She leaned on Xie Yunxue's knees, changed to a comfortable direction, and let Xie Yunxue tease her.

Xiang Xiaoyuan even wondered if Xie Yunxue had gone mad, treating her like a little rabbit that he could hug at will? Otherwise, why would he be so gentle with her...

Xiang Xiaoyuan was busy with a case today and was called up in the middle of the night to perform an autopsy, so he didn't sleep well.

The boy's knees were strong, the pillow was at the right height, and the room was dark, so she felt a little drowsy.

Xiang Xiaoyuan's consciousness became blurred and she was immersed in the sweetness.

Just before she fell asleep, she remembered Xie Yunxue from many years ago.

The cold young man sat on the high platform, his face expressionless, like a heartless and heartless statue. He clearly didn't care about anything, so why did he comfort her like a beloved pet?
Xiang Xiaoyuan thought, there is only one possibility.

Xie Yunxue was fooling her. His closeness was nothing more than charity and pity for the weak.

She won't take it seriously.

(End of this chapter)