The concubine was reborn, and the cold prince was made red in the face

Zuo Xiangning has been sick since that day.

She didn't know how many times she had vomited, or how long she had been lying in bed.

Her face was pale and her eyes were dull, as if she had lost all her strength.

The originally elegant long hair was messy and stuck to her face, looking a little embarrassed.

Her lips were chapped, and her body was weakly swaying with the gentle sway of the ship's hull, like a helpless fallen leaf that seemed ready to float away at any moment.

She closed her eyes, trying to block out everything from the outside world, but the overwhelming feeling of nausea still lingered.

Someone gently picked her up and handed her a glass of warm water to her lips, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

Water flowed from the corners of his mouth and soaked his front.

She shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't need any help and just wanted to be left alone.

"How long does it take to get to the next town?" the man asked in a low voice.

"Tomorrow afternoon." An old man said, "This is the first time I have seen such severe seasickness. I have to find a way to let the girl eat something. Otherwise, after three days of this, the girl's body may not be able to bear it."

"Ask Mrs. Xu to make some porridge, two side dishes, and cut a plate of beef for her." The masked man ordered in a low voice.

Zuo Xiangning opened her eyes in confusion and said softly: "I'm fine. Let the boat not stop and go straight to the capital..."

"Do you think you can prepare food on the ship?" The man wiped her face with a warm handkerchief, "You have to go ashore to prepare supplies tomorrow night."

Zuo Xiangning wanted to say that she was delaying things, but she couldn't control her body, and there was nothing she could do.

"How about you put me in the town and leave me alone..."

"What are you talking about?" The man interrupted her, "Don't say such things again!"

"You have nothing to do with me. I can't watch you all die because of me." She thought of the faint sounds of fighting she heard in the past two days, and she became more and more worried.

Although she was not quite sober, she knew that the fighting was getting longer and longer, which proved that the resistance of everyone on the ship was becoming more and more difficult.

"This stretch of water is not good. The people I lead are not good at fighting on the water, so they are at a slight disadvantage. Once we cross this stretch of water tonight, everything will be fine." The man said, "You don't have to think too much, if I If I’m not very sure, I won’t take you with me.”

Zuo Xiangning blinked and said softly: "They may also know this, so it must be more dangerous tonight. If it doesn't work, just hand me over to them... What I told you is true, you I am extremely grateful to you for protecting me for so long, there is no need to hurt your innocent lives because of me."

"Stop thinking nonsense." The man supported him and put a pill into her mouth. "Take it. It will replenish your qi and blood."

Zuo Xiangning chewed it obediently.

When the little girl brought the food, the man fed her with a bowl and spoon.

"I'll do it myself." Zuo Xiangning reached out to take the bowl, but the man dodged it.

The man blew on the porridge in the spoon, handed it to her mouth, and said softly: "Here, drink some porridge, it will make you feel better."

His words were full of love and care.

Zuo Xiangning was too embarrassed to open her mouth.

"Open your mouth." The man said again domineeringly. The woman raised her long eyelashes, showed a grateful smile, and swallowed the spoonful of porridge fed by the man.

The temperature of the porridge is just right, sweet but not greasy.

The man gently wiped away the porridge stains spilled from the corner of the woman's mouth with a handkerchief, his movements were gentle and natural.

The room was filled with the faint scent of porridge and the faint scent of sandalwood from the man. This familiar smell made Zuo Xiangning feel extremely at ease, and even her nausea seemed to be alleviated a lot.

After Zuo Xiangning had eaten most of the bowl of porridge, she shook her head and stopped eating more.

The man did not force her. He handed the bowl to the little girl, supported her and said, "If you are tired from lying down, I will take you outside to sit for a while."

"No need." Zuo Xiangning didn't want to trouble him anymore.

She lay on the bed and her whole body ached with pain, but she didn't want to get up. She was afraid that she owed him too much and couldn't afford to pay him back.

"You go about your business and don't worry about me," Zuo Xiangning cheered up and said, "I feel much better now."

"I have nothing to do." The man sat at a table not far away and took out a pen and ink. "I just want to write two letters."

"Oh." Zuo Xiangning stopped disturbing him and closed her eyes again.

Maybe it was because she had eaten something and gained strength. As Zuo Xiangning lay on the bed again, she felt that the flesh on her body was sore from the bones.

She quietly turned over.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" The man turned to look at her.

"No, I just turned over." Zuo Xiangning whispered.

The man walked to the bed and touched her back with his palms. He clearly felt that her body suddenly became tight and hard, like a wooden board.

Neither of them spoke. The man's palm massaged the woman's back from top to bottom and from left to right.

Zuo Xiangning wanted to stop him, but the force he pressed was so comfortable that she was reluctant to stop him.

"I was injured before. I lay in bed for five days and felt every bone in my body hurt. My muscles felt sore and weak as if they had been squeezed by a heavy object. When I turned over, every inch of my skin felt like it was being squeezed.

Acupuncture is generally painful. In particular, the shoulders, waist and thighs were as stiff as stones, and if they moved even slightly, it felt like countless knives were cutting them. The man said softly: "You must be feeling very uncomfortable after lying in bed for the past two days, right?" "

"It's okay." Zuo Xiangning asked curiously: "How did you get injured?"

"I fell from a height. I fell." The man's tone was a little more serious. "I thought I was dead at the time, but I didn't expect that the King of Hell confiscated me and brought me back to life."

"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later." Zuo Xiangning said with a smile.

The man looked at her fair and small ears and whispered, "Maybe."

"Why does your voice always change?" Zuo Xiangning asked again: "One moment the voice is hoarse and old, the next moment it is steady and mellow, and the next moment it is sunny. I don't believe that a person's voice can change all the time, unless I deliberately disguised myself, but we don’t know each other, do you need to pretend in front of me?”

"No matter which sound it makes, it's all me. Why do you care?" The man covered Zuo Xiangning's quilt, stood up and said, "You just lie down for a while. When the sun comes out, I will take you to the deck to bask in the sun." sun."

"I'm just curious, which one is the real you?" Zuo Xiangning turned to look at him and asked: "Also, we should be considered friends now, right? When will you be able to take off the mask and let me see See your true face?"

The man's fingers touched the edge of the mask, "If you promise to marry me, I can take it off now!"