Dressed as a paranoid male supporting white moonlight

Chapter 163 Charcoal Fire
After Duan Jinqiu left, Jiang Xian lay on the rocking chair and read the script.

Mother Xu brought her the bitter medicine, and Jiang Xian gulped it down with grinning teeth.

There is no way, if I don't drink this medicine, I can't sleep well at night.

As the weather got colder and colder, Jiang Xian's physical condition was not optimistic, and the hand stove could not be removed from her body. If she stood in a ventilated place, she could cough hoarsely in half an hour.

Cui Nong prepared a basket of charcoal, but it was ordinary black charcoal.Lidong has just passed, and there is no place to buy silver frost charcoal, so we have to make do with it.

at night.

Jiang Xian was so choked by the charcoal smoke that it was difficult to fall asleep, when suddenly a familiar tapping sounded outside the window.

She closed the pages of the story book, took off the fox white plush cloak on the screen, wrapped it around her body, and opened the window, "Song Qi, are you here again?"

Qin Yanfeng has been busy with work these few days, and only after seeing the second prince today did he finalize the plot of the conspiracy.Not surprisingly, after the Great Cold, he wanted to give Liu Ning a "gift".

Jiang Xian contributed a lot to this "gift".

If she hadn't proposed to go to Penglai Prefecture, Qin Yanfeng would not have thought of this way.

"Why, I can't come?"

Qin Yanfeng jumped up, half-sat by the window idly, folded his hands on his chest, glanced at Jiang Xian who was tightly wrapped, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it that cold?"

Jiang Xian coughed lightly, and said embarrassingly: "The body is weak, and I am afraid of the cold."

Qin Yanfeng knew her old problems.

He glanced at the sachet tied around her slender waist, and said, "The medicinal materials in the sachet are helpful to your body, and you should wear it all the time."

"No wonder, I feel better when I smell this sachet when I'm not feeling well."

Jiang Xian smiled, tilted her head and asked him: "Song Qi, tell me, where did you get this sachet, Mrs. Lin?"

Qin Yanfeng was startled, "You know?"

"Ah."

Qin Yanfeng didn't know how to speak.

On that day, Qin Suixing wanted to give Jiang Xian the purse he won at the poetry competition, but Jiang Xian clearly liked him very much, so she reluctantly refused due to his request.

He was so sorry that he asked people from the Secret Service to search the whole city overnight, and he found a similar sachet.The fragrance in the sachet smelled bad, Qin Yanfeng thought about it, and dug up the sleeping doctor Du from the bed, and ordered him to mix it with a medicinal fragrance that was beneficial to Jiang Xian's body.Now it seems that this thought is not in vain.

Of course Qin Yanfeng would not tell the truth, he said casually: "I guess you like it, so I will buy it."

Jiang Xian's heart skipped a beat.

He said this as if he wanted to give her something on a special trip.

The night is blurred.

He leaned against the window sill like that, covered in the cold moonlight.

Jiang Xian felt that the sachet around her waist was slightly hot, she was embarrassed to look at him, and hurriedly looked away.

Qin Yanfeng looked into her room through the mask, and smelled the usual smell of charcoal at the tip of his nose.He frowned and asked, "Have you burned a charcoal basin in your house?"

Jiang Xian nodded lightly, "The room is empty, it's so cold that I can't sleep."

Qin Yanfeng complained in his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "How does the maid beside you take care of you? The young lady of the majestic Yuguo Mansion uses such inferior charcoal, doesn't it make you uncomfortable?"

Jiang Xian said softly: "Don't blame them. There is no place to sell good charcoal now. They have more than enough heart but not enough power."

She was wrapped in a thick plush cloak, and her face was not as big as a palm.With a sickness, his skin was so white and shiny in the night, his eyes were sparkling, like a piece of snow, light and beautiful.

Qin Yanfeng had nothing to say.

Asking Jiang Xian to punish a servant is probably more difficult than going to heaven.

(End of this chapter)