The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

After all the trouble, Jiang Fuguang was exhausted mentally and physically.

She put her ear against his chest, listening to his weak but still steady heartbeat, and said in a low voice: "Jun Xuan, nothing will happen to you again, right?"

After Ji Ruxuan woke up, she was filled with joy and joy, and her excitement could not be calmed down. She even suspected that this was just a dream. She was so panicked and physically exhausted. People around her were trying to persuade her to rest, but she could not take a step. I didn't leave for a moment, I didn't dare to close my eyes for a moment, I just blinked and shook my head, just to worry that he was gone.

Ji Ruxuan heard something strange in her voice, raised his hand, touched her face, and felt a warm moisture on his fingertips.

She cried again.

"I promise," Ji Ruxuan lowered his head, his chin touched the top of her hair, and he kissed her hair. This time, he did not hesitate: "Nothing will happen again!"

Jiang Fuguang raised his head, his eyes full of spring water: "Don't lie to me again."

"Okay!" Ji Ruxuan leaned forward and kissed the tears on her cheeks gently and lovingly. The kiss slowly moved up and fell on her eyelashes.

Jiang Fuguang's eyelashes trembled violently, and his eyes were watery. He pushed him back onto the pillow and kissed his lips. When their lips touched, the love and affection surged out and his heart pounded. Beating wildly, her breathing became rapid, and her burning breaths blended together. She pressed his lips tentatively, rubbing them around, but did not dare to go deep.

Hearing his heavy and disordered breathing, Jiang Fuguang said hoarsely: "If I kiss you, will it make it less painful?"

Ji Ruxuan's eyes were dark, and he looked at her close at hand without blinking: "I'm fine, much better."

Jiang Fuguang finally felt more at ease. A strong fatigue flowed through her body like a tide. She curled up and snuggled up to his side, like a shrimp. Sleepiness slowly came to her eyelids. She stretched her eyes and looked again. She glanced at him a few times, as if to make sure he was fine, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She was so tired.

For the past five days, she had hardly slept, not daring to close her eyes. Her body was screaming for fatigue and discomfort, but she remained silent and gritted her teeth to hold on. It was not until this moment that she completely relaxed.

Ji Ruxuan listened to her shallow breathing, and the pain in his body seemed to ease a little. His eyelids unknowingly became heavy, and he couldn't stand the sleepiness and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning.

Sunlight filtered in from the window, making the room bright. Jiang Fuguang placed a small case beside the couch and knelt down in front of the small case to review the papers.

She stayed with him and never left him.

Ji Ruxuan gained some strength and struggled to get up. When Jiang Fuguang heard the noise, he quickly put down the book, rushed to the couch, half-supported him, and put a pillow behind his head.

"How do you feel?" Jiang Fuguang asked him softly.

Ji Ruxuan opened his mouth and was about to speak when his soft palm suddenly touched his lips. Jiang Fuguang was a little annoyed: "Even breathing hurts, and talking will definitely hurt more. It's better to speak as little as possible if it's not necessary. It will make you feel better."

"No, it's okay!" Ji Ruxuan shook his head and faced her reproachful look, "I feel a lot better than yesterday. You..."

At this time, Pearl prepared washing utensils and sent them over.

Jiang Fuguang fed the prepared mouthwash into his mouth to stop him from continuing to speak. The mouthwash was fragrant and pleasant. Ji Ruxuan sucked it for a while and felt that her mouth was full of freshness and she felt much better.

Jiang Fuguang took the spittoon and handed it over. Ji Ruxuan held the mouthwash in his mouth and did not move.

Pearl quickly reached for the spittoon.

Jiang Fuguang held the spittoon without letting go, and said softly: "Earlier in Hangzhou, I was infected with the epidemic, and you took care of me like this. Now it's my turn to take care of you."

Ji Ruxuan frowned, unable to resist her, and then spit out the mouthwash into the spittoon: "Let, let Jinbao come and serve..." Jiang Fuguang took a cup of warm salt water, and then gave him some water to rinse his mouth: "I asked Jinbao to watch. In the past, he didn't have time to come over. You had just escaped from danger, and I felt uneasy. If I didn't do something for you, I would always feel unable to let go and restless."

Ji Ruxuan took a sip of water, rinsed his mouth, spit the water into the cup, and said in a harsh voice: "This is what a servant does, you..."

"Who said that?" Jiang Fuguang put the cup on the tray, took the hot handkerchief handed by Pearl, and carefully cleaned his face, "my mother-in-law was suffering from illness in the past, and I often stayed by my mother's side to take care of people. This is what I'm used to doing."

Ji Ruxuan moved her lips but said nothing.

Jiang Fuguang picked up the handkerchief again, held his hand, and wiped it finger by finger.

After finishing washing, Pearl quickly brought yam porridge from the side room.

"I'll feed you something."

Jiang Fuguang sat on the edge of the couch, just like when he was sick, he fed her patiently, spoon by spoon, taking his time. When he saw that he couldn't eat anymore, he softened his voice and coaxed her. Looking at him, even if she took one more bite, she couldn't help but curl her lips and smile happily.

Jiang Fuguang could finally understand how Ji Ruxuan felt every time he coaxed her to eat.

The small bowl of porridge was bottomed out, and Jiang Fuguang's eyes were filled with joy. Yesterday, he only ate half of the bowl of porridge and couldn't finish it. Today, he finished the small bowl of porridge and his appetite was better than yesterday.

She took the handkerchief, wiped his mouth carefully, leaned over, and kissed his tired brows: "Jun Xuan, you are great. As soon as you woke up, you ate a bowl of porridge, but your body is still weak and your stomach and intestines are weak." Weak, you can’t eat too much, eat small meals frequently.”

Ji Ruxuan's whole body ached, wishing that he had not survived, but with her soft words of concern, he was glad that he had survived.

He was in so much pain that he forced a smile: "I'm much better, really." Against her suspicious gaze, he emphasized, "I didn't lie to you."

Although at this moment, his life was worse than death, and his life was so painful that he couldn't bear to live.

He still wants to live.

But Jiang Fuguang knew that his breathing and body were in pain, so how could he believe his lies? Thinking of how he was dying in the past two days, her heart felt like a knife, and she couldn't bear to blame him harshly.

She put her ear against his chest and listened to his weak but steady heartbeat. Only in this way did Jiang Fuguang feel more at ease.

When her chin touched the top of her head, Ji Ruxuan lowered his head and kissed her hair.

"Ayan!"

"Sansheng is lucky to meet you."

In particular, he saw another "him" in the illusion, experiencing another absurd and ridiculous life.

During that period of life, he and Jiang Fuguang always missed each other for various reasons. Later, she died in his arms. At that time, Ji Ruxuan clearly felt that he, while holding her gradually cold body, had a heart that had no reason. It seemed to be empty.

When he suddenly woke up, Ji Ruxuan discovered that the turning point in his life began from the moment he met Jiang Fuguang on Yong'an Street.

Ji Ruxuan didn't know where he got the strength to sit up, leaned on the pillow, and took her slender body into his arms. He tightened his arms little by little, but subconsciously softened his strength, for fear of hurting her.

After a whole time and space, and how hard it was, I finally caught her, and my empty heart was gradually filled, enriched, and became at ease.

He would never let go.