Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

After washing and dressing, Zhu Zheng was still sighing in front of the mirror when Rong Yan brought her a bowl of medicine, which was still emitting a wisp of hot steam.

"Drink the medicine." Rong Yan reminded.

Zhu Zheng turned around and saw a large bowl of black medicine in front of her. It was like a bottomless dark well, with a pale shadow reflected on it.

She stared at the shadow, without asking a single question, and did the work in one breath while taking Rong Yan's hand.

Rong Yan seemed to have not reacted yet. He looked at the empty bowl in his hand, and a rare look of shock appeared on his face.

Zhu Zheng frowned and smacked her lips. This medicine was so bitter and spicy that it left a "long-lasting aftertaste".

Suddenly a sugar ball was stuffed into my mouth. The bitterness of the medicine gradually faded, and a light sweetness with the fragrance of plum blossoms spread.

Rong Yan held a glass candy ball jar in his hand and touched Zhu Zheng's head, "Well done."

Zhu Zheng was stunned by the touch.

She didn't expect that she would be rewarded for taking medicine, as if she had accomplished something great.

Everyone would be happy to hear nice words. Zhu Zheng pursed her lips, and a faint sweetness rose in her heart and mouth. She pointed to her hair and imitated him, picking up a candy ball from the jar and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Your Excellency did a good job, too."

The soft fingertips brushed across the corner of his lips. Rong Yan was stunned. He stared at Zhu Zheng blankly while biting the candy ball, and a hint of red slowly appeared on the tip of his ear.

Zhu Zheng was caught off guard by his reaction, and later realized that this action was a bit inappropriate.

She quickly withdrew her hand, and brought a little warmth from him on her fingertips, rushing along her arm all the way to her heart, making her hollow heart emit a muffled drumming sound.

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A seriously injured patient is not easy to take care of, and everything about food, clothing, and daily life cannot be neglected. Recently, Zhu Zheng often feels that she has hit the jackpot, as she met the Grand Tutor who not only takes care of everything personally, but also pays attention to details to the extreme.

For example, if she said that the medicine she took tasted bitter, he would replace it with a five-treasure candied date soup the next day. If she praised the beautiful red plum blossoms outside the window, she would see a few in the vase by the bed in the morning. If she sighed that the days of lying down were hard to pass, he would bring her a box of tangram puzzles, gossip locks and nine-linked rings in the evening.

Under such touching care, Zhu Zheng was soon able to walk, her complexion gradually became rosy, and she even gained some weight around her waist.

Actually, there was only one thing that was not very satisfactory, and that was that the Grand Tutor was unwilling to let her go out.

Mingming felt that her body was getting better and better. Every time she asked if she could go out for a walk, Rong Yan would only say, "Wait until you feel better."

It was freezing cold, even colder than the snow on Mount Chengxu.

Wait, wait, wait until the year of the monkey and the year of the horse.

At dinner time, Rong Yan brought a bowl of bone soup to Zhu Zheng, and while she was drinking the soup, he took her pulse as usual.

With two fingers lightly placed on her wrist, Rong Yan looked focused, sometimes closing his eyes and sometimes frowning. Zhu Zheng stared at his face for a while, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.

"Sir." Zhu Zheng lowered her voice and asked, "Am I hopeless?"

Rong Yan opened his eyes and looked up at her, his brows solemn, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"It has been nearly half a month since I woke up. Every time you come to take my pulse, you look worried. Is it because my body has not improved at all and you are powerless to save me?"

Zhu Zheng's words were half true and half false. Her beautiful eyebrows drooped, with a tear hanging from the corner of her eye, and she looked very sad.

"Don't think too much." Rong Yan withdrew his fingertips from listening to her pulse and gently placed them on her wrist, forcing a smile at the corner of his mouth, "It's much better now."

"Really? You're not trying to trick me?"

"No."

"Now that you're feeling better, can I go take a look outside?"

"No."

Damn it! This guy is really stubborn.

Zhu Zheng almost lost heart, but decided to continue with the next move, and said "oh" in a wronged tone.

She put the bowl of bone soup on the table and stood up slowly.

After walking two steps and passing Rong Yan, he reminded her, "You haven't finished the soup yet."

"I don't want to drink anymore." Zhu Zheng muttered.

"Zhu Zheng." Rong Yan grabbed her hand, "Are you mad at me again?"

Zhu Zheng was choked by his straightforwardness and burst out laughing, "Your Excellency has made great progress, I can see it so quickly."

Rong Yan paused for a moment, then said in a gentle voice, "Be obedient and drink the soup."

“Isn’t that enough?” Zhu Zheng frowned. “I’m being kept under house arrest here, listening to adults about what to eat and wear. I just want to go out for some fresh air, isn’t that allowed…”

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Yan's eyes suddenly changed and he let go of Zhu Zheng's hand.

It seems there is no hope at all.

Zhu Zheng felt quite frustrated and walked dejectedly to the couch, thinking that he would have to come up with another plan another day.

"I don't want to put you under house arrest." Rong Yan suddenly said, "I'll take you out to see tomorrow."

"What?" Zhu Zheng was overjoyed, turned around and strode back to Rong Yan, then realized that the question "what" was not asked well, giving him room to regret, so she hurriedly suggested, "Can we go now? The door is over there, we just need to step out."

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows and said helplessly, "You are pushing your luck."

"Good sir." Zhu Zheng grabbed his sleeve and shook it. "Please let me in a little. You are so magnanimous and open-minded, but I am so impatient that I feel like the days are passing by like years. I looked out the window before you came just now. There is a full moon tonight, and the snow outside is shining silver. Let's go out and take a look now, just for a little while, okay?"

Rong Yan was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

He went to get some winter clothes and asked Zhu Zheng to change into them. He took a cloak and wrapped her in it. He also put a snow rabbit fur winter hat on her head. Her whole body was covered in white fluff.

Looking down at the pale little face that still looked a little sick, Rong Yan instructed, "Just stand in the corridor."

"Okay, okay." Zhu Zheng was ready to go, her hand already on the door.

As soon as she opened the door, the cold wind outside had been gathering strength for a long time, blowing through the snow particles and hitting her face.

What a majestic northern border scenery, what a vast snowy night.

Zhu Zheng narrowed her eyes and was about to take a deep breath when Rong Yan blocked her way.

"Go to the back window, where the wind is less," he said.

Zhu Zheng nodded happily.

But she obviously had not recovered to the point where she could walk briskly. She was still unsteady when she walked in the room and still needed Rong Yan's support.

As soon as she went out and stepped on the soft snow outside, Zhu Zheng, wrapped in five layers of snow, seemed even heavier and could only move like a goose.

Rong Yan held the windproof candlestick in one hand and supported her waist with the other, almost holding her in his arms and dragging her away.

The cold wind was mostly blocked by his tall shadow, and Zhu Zheng was wearing thick clothes. By the time she reached the back window, she was even sweating a little.

The moonlight was cool and clear, and the icicles hanging upside down on the eaves were illuminated with extraordinary clarity, and the red plum blossoms were covered with snow, with dots of silver light. In the distance, the overlapping mountains and steep ups and downs seemed soft because of the snow, blending into the dark sky.

Zhu Zheng rubbed her eyes, trying to see more clearly.

It seems to be of no use, the distant mountains are still gray.

Zhu Zheng had no choice but to give up and shifted her gaze back to the near distance. Unexpectedly, the red plum blossoms hidden by the white snow in front of her seemed to become hazy and turned into round spots of red and white.

Zhu Zheng was puzzled and turned to look at the Grand Tutor. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly fell silent.

Rong Yan's face was also gray.