The reborn sweet girl always wants to escape, but the abstinent prince hugs her and coaxes her!

Wen Yao boiled some hot water on the stove.

"Mr. Shu's medicine should be delivered soon. After you get it, go directly to the tea room to boil it." Xu Rongrong ordered.

"Yes." Wen Yao responded and retreated, leaving his young lady alone in the room.

Xu Rongrong sat beside the bed, looking at Mu Rong's pale face, the struggle in her heart could not stop for a long time.

In her two lives, this was the first time she saw him faint suddenly... Shu Qing just said that he fainted because of a relapse of his old illness. Although his words were convincing, Xu Rongrong did not believe them completely...

She always felt that there seemed to be some kind of tacit agreement between Mu Rong and Shu Qing, so that Shu Qing, as her subordinate, deliberately helped Mu Rong hide something in this matter.

Shu Qing is a man of his word, and it is not easy to pry the truth out of him.

It was precisely because of Shu Qing's commitment that Mu Rong asked him to keep the secret, which must be related to her...

What is it, after all?

Her eyes drooped, and the struggle that was surging in her heart was soon replaced by soft emotions.

The man she had avoided in her previous life, it seemed that she could not find a reason to escape in this life. Everything that had happened since her rebirth, his dedication and forbearance, gradually made the six years of indifference in her previous life seem like a dream that had never happened.

Before she knew it, her hand gently covered Mu Rong's palm, and she leaned on the bed and fell asleep.

"It's hot..." Perhaps the thin blanket covering his body made him uncomfortable. The unconscious Mu Rong frowned, turned his face to the side in unbearable pain, and a layer of sweat seeped out of his forehead.

His whisper startled Xu Rongrong, and she hurriedly pulled off the thin blanket covering him, but the next moment, the girl's cheeks flushed, and the scene she saw made her at a loss as to how to dodge.

In order to perform the acupuncture just now, Mu Rong opened most of his shirt, exposing a large area of ​​skin near his heart.

Perhaps it was the torture brought by the recurrence of the old injury, at this moment, a thin layer of sweat oozed from his chest, soaking through his thin undershirt and sticking to his chest and abdomen. The food and clothing expenses of a first-rank military marquis were comparable to those of a royal family member, so Mu Rong's undershirt was made of silk. Normally, it was not noticeable, but at this moment, it was soaked with sweat and almost transparent, a thin layer sticking to his body without any protection.

The sudden visual impact left Xu Rongrong with no way to avoid it.

She wanted to pull the thin blanket back up, but when she thought of his unusual body temperature just now, she was afraid that he would catch a cold again because of all the sweat. After a long struggle, the little person in her heart finally compromised.

She opened his shirt completely, took out a clean handkerchief, bent down and wiped away the sweat on his body.

Her movements were gentle, like a feather brushing across his chest, and wherever she touched... a layer of blush appeared on his originally bronze skin.

Xu Rongrong didn't pay attention to all this. After thinking it over, she gritted her teeth and slowly took off Mu Rong's shirt... The wet clothes in her hands felt like a hot potato. She hurriedly threw them at the foot of the bed and quickly wiped the sweat from her palms with a handkerchief.

After doing all this, Xu Rongrong's cheeks were so red that blood seemed to be dripping out.

Maybe because his body was dry, Mu Rong looked much better than before.

Just as Xu Rongrong was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Mu Rong's thin lips moving, as if he was telling something.

She leaned forward and heard his faint whisper: "Water..."

"This guy..." He's still able to order people around even when he's sick.

Xu Rongrong complained in her heart, but still turned around and got the warm tea from the outside.

"My Lord, the water is coming..."

Mu Rong was unconscious and his eyes were still closed.

Xu Rongrong called out twice more, but saw no response from the other party.

She sat helplessly at the head of the bed, carefully lifted up his head, and wanted to feed him the water in the cup.

But no matter how hard she tried, the cup couldn't pry open his teeth at all.

Half a cup of water slid down his chest to his waist and abdomen again, leaving shiny marks along the way.

Seeing the other person muttering about his desire for water, but being unable to do anything about it, Xu Rongrong gradually ran out of strength and simply threw him back on the bed and put the remaining half cup of tea heavily back on the table.

She wanted to ignore it, but when she saw his frown and his thin lips turning white due to lack of water, she finally stood up again.

He took the remaining tea in the cup into his mouth and lowered his head to feed it into Mu Rong's mouth.

In her previous life, she had seen people feeding medicine orally, so...feeding water should be possible as well, right?

Sure enough... this time Mu Rong was very obedient and drank it all without missing a drop.

Xu Rongrong continued to feed him two sips of tea in this way.

She was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Mu Rong continued to mutter: "Water..."

Xu Rongrong had no choice but to pour another glass of water and continue feeding it into his mouth in this way.

The glass of water was soon empty. After finishing the last sip, Xu Rongrong was about to get up when she was firmly held by a strong force.

The cold thin lips covered hers tightly as if they had tasted the taste, chasing her red lips and invading them continuously.

"Um..." Xu Rongrong struggled to push him away, but Mu Rong turned over and trapped her under him, kissing her fiercely and fiercely.

However, such ferocity did not last long. The unconscious person was relying entirely on instinct, so how could he resist the strength of a conscious person? He was soon pushed off by Xu Rongrong.

"Mu Rong!" Her eyes were red!

But the man who had just taken advantage of her was completely unaware and buried his head in her neck, not moving.

"Get up, stop pretending to be asleep!" She wanted to hit him hard, but considering the old wound on his chest, she didn't use much strength.

But even two light blows made Mu Rong's face even paler.

His hands hung limply beside her, and he was still in a coma.