intrigue

Chapter 11

The next day, the unlucky Xu Ziyi had a fever again.At the same time, the first snow of this year fell over the Xin Mansion. Compared with previous years, this snow fell more than a month later.

Xin Yizhuan brought a thick blanket and wrapped it around Xu Ziyi's body. Xu Ziyi stared blankly at the roof with his swollen and bloodshot eyes.

Xin Yizhuan put his hand on his forehead and tried it, then frowned and said, "What's wrong with you now?" The hand attached to his forehead was slender and fair, and there was a faint smell of medicine and coolness. The master, with phoenix eyes and sculpted eyebrows, frowned slightly, looking at himself worriedly.

Xu Ziyi turned his face away uncomfortably, and coughed lightly: "I'm fine. Young master, stay away, don't be infected by me." After saying this, his heart beat a little faster, and his mind seemed to be full of pain. A ball of hemp rope is in a mess, and it can't be untied no matter how hard it is.I thought in private, could it be that my head is burning and confused, my God, it's ridiculous.

At noon, Xu Ziyi, who had drank the medicine, was still in a sick state. After falling asleep drowsily, it was already dark when he woke up.There was no light in the room, the charcoal fire of the corner heater was burning vigorously, and some snow light could faintly seep through the half-closed window lattice. Xin Yizhuan was lying on the bedside, breathing smoothly and evenly, and sleeping peacefully.Everything is as quiet as a painting, and time seems to be frozen by this first snow, becoming long and long, no longer passing in a hurry, no longer urging people to leave.

Xu Ziyi's eyelids twitched, and he stretched out a hand to pull the quilt on Xin Yizhuan's body, and couldn't help poking his head over to look at him.For some reason, I remembered the time when I was a child, and Xin Yizhuan, who caught the cold from time to time, would always lean on the table and take a nap.How can I remember such an ancient thing so clearly, Xu Ziyi thought to himself, but caressed Xin Yizhuan's beautiful red lips dishonestly.He looks very energetic, why is he a sick child?Xu Ziyi was thinking like this again, his mouth was dry, and he brought his face close to him, unable to restrain himself for a while, and then became lustful, and kissed him lightly.When his lips touched Xin Yizhuan's, Xu Ziyi said in his heart: It's over, it's over.

After speaking, he still didn't let go.The sky had completely darkened, and the sporadic lights outside swayed in the wind and shone in. From time to time, the old housekeeper's hoarse yelling was heard, followed by the sound of a broom sweeping snow, and Xin Yizhuan's breathing Sound—he might be too tired, and he still hasn't woken up.

Xu Ziyi's face was red and his ears were red, and his heart was in trouble. He had already consciously labeled himself a hooligan.I got up and turned on the lights in the room, and ran to the window to take a few breaths of cold air, and the hot cheeks slowly returned to normal.

Then he turned back into the bed and continued to pretend to be asleep, thinking: If he doesn't know about this, then I shouldn't be responsible.

At night, after Xin Yizhuan fed the medicine to Xu Ziyi who was wrapped in a thick quilt, he began to untie his outer robe and jacket slowly, preparing for bed.

Xu Ziyi watched Xin Yizhuan take off his clothes without taking his eyes off his belt, until Xin Yizhuan lay down next to him, and he smelled the familiar smell of An Xin medicine again on the tip of his nose.At this time, Xu Ziyi suddenly said: "My lord, I'm so cold, can I sleep next to you?"

Xin Yizhuan was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, Xu Ziyi had already slapped him quickly, and smiled: "It's really warm." After finishing speaking, he hugged Xin Yizhuan's back with both hands, and closed his eyes.

Just one night, Xu Ziyi said to himself.

According to Xu Ziyi's plan, he would first settle down with an errand in the Xin Mansion, and when that bastard Su Shang came back, he would find an excuse to escape.Counting the days, Su Shang should have come back two days ago, but for some reason, he didn't want to leave the Xin Mansion so impatiently.

Xin Yizhuan was so kind to himself, he always felt a bit wolf-hearted when he left like this, after thinking about it, he secretly ran to the study and wrote a letter, which was regarded as farewell.Putting the letter on the desk, he took out a few pieces of silver from his pocket and pressed it to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.Then, he quietly left through the back door.