The actor is a little guy [Rebirth]

Chapter 27. It's Freezing

"Washed?" Jing Chuyang turned his head when he heard the sound, put aside the small clothes in his hand, put away the sewing box, took out a small scarf, and carried Jiang Cen to the sofa, "Come on, try it."

Fearing that his neck would be cold, he went to a tailor shop, and learned that this kind of scarf could not be made, so he had to do it himself. He cut a piece out of a cashmere scarf he had never used before, sewed it up, and managed to make a piece that could be made. Used small scarf.

Jing Chuyang bent down, and dexterously tied the scarf around Jiang Cen's neck with his fingers. The light gray scarf set off his fair face. Jing Chuyang couldn't help ticking his nose, and brought a mirror in front of him. "Look, do you like it?"

"It's very warm." The cashmere scarf is very soft, with a faint fragrance after washing. It is wrapped around the neck to insulate all the cold. Jiang Cen didn't want to take it off after wrapping it around. He lowered his face and buried it in the scarf. Rubbing contentedly, a smile rose from the corner of his lips: "Thank you, I like it very much!"

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go to bed." Jing Chuyang carried him to the bedroom contentedly, the lights suddenly went out, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness, only the sound of shallow breathing, one after another.

The next day, Jiang Cen went to the set alone, and today was going to be filming the most important scene in the plot of the play. Prime Minister Rong Qinghe accidentally fell into the lake in order to save the emperor Jingling.

Before the filming started, Jiang Cen was making preparations. Zheng Haiyi came over and asked worriedly, "Is there any problem?" Since it was a real filming, it was the twelfth lunar month, and although the water in the lake would not freeze, the water temperature was definitely high If you don't go anywhere, if you don't do a good job of keeping warm, you are very likely to get sick.

"No problem." Jiang Cen nodded. He is not a well-known actor now. It was an exception to use a double in night scenes. Isn't it too hypocritical to use a double now.Jiang Cen stood up, and with the help of Zheng Haiyi, he wrapped some plastic wrap around his body to keep him warm. He hoped that he would be able to pass through directly later, so as not to suffer from the cold.

"Jiang Cen, this is for you." Ye Jing handed over a cup, which was steaming hot, he looked into it, the brown water smelled like medicine, he raised his head puzzled.

"This is a cold medicine. I need to go into the water later. Drink this early to prevent colds." Ye Jing replied warmly.

"Thank you." Jiang Cen raised his head and drank it slowly, the hot liquid flowed down his throat, warming his limbs and bones.After a while, he stood up, took off the down jacket on his body, shivered unconsciously, and said against the cold wind: "Let's go." He died early and passed away early, so he hurriedly finished the filming.

No.30, five scenes started shooting, Rong Qinghe and Jing Ling walked side by side, the lakeside was a little cold in winter, Jing Ling took off his cloak, put it on the shoulders of the people beside him, and said softly: "Don't freeze. "His hand naturally held him, but was torn free.

Rong Qinghe's cheeks were slightly blush, and he argued: "Your Majesty, the courtesy of a monarch and his ministers cannot be discarded."

"Okay, okay, I get it." Jing Ling tightened his cloak, and didn't force it anymore. That's right, Qinghe was cold by nature, and he hadn't expressed his intentions yet, so he was in a hurry.The two finally had the opportunity to go out of the palace to be alone, and he couldn't waste it.

As Jingling walked, he was thinking about what he could do in a while. He heard that there would be lanterns and poetry appreciation tonight. He would definitely like these things. A masked man in black rushed out, murderous intent suddenly appeared!

The shadow guards hidden in the dark came out to protect the two, Jing Ling frowned, he didn't bring too many shadow guards with him for the two of them to be alone, and he didn't expect to be ambushed secretly, he didn't dare to be careless, and took Rong Qinghe's hand , blocked him behind her, and a man in black came to assassinate him, but Jing Ling blocked them all.

"Your Majesty, the dragon's body is important, you go first." A shadow guard came to the side of the two, Rong Qinghe hurriedly pushed the person in front of the shadow guard, and said.

How could Jingling abandon him and leave alone? He refused to leave without saying anything. It was too late and then quickly. More than a dozen hidden weapons trapped the three of them in the center like a net, and many of them were blocked by shadow guards. Taking advantage of this opportunity, a man in black stepped in, wanting to kill him, Rong Qinghe was shocked, stepped forward and pushed Jing Ling away without thinking, and accidentally fell down. Into the cold lake behind!

"Qinghe!" Jing Ling panicked and wanted to jump down, but was held back by the shadow guards. Several shadow guards pulled away and grabbed Rong Qinghe's hand, trying to pull him up.

In the script, Rong Qinghe should be rescued next, and the assassin should also be eliminated. However, Jiang Cen wanted to reach up, but his legs seemed to be falling down, pulling him down, his whole body was extremely cold, and the lake water The coldness seemed to penetrate to the bone, so that he didn't even have the strength to reach out.

Ye Jing on the shore noticed something was wrong, and hurriedly called for help. Director Zhao Li brought people over, and saw that Jiang Cen was about to sink, so he rushed into the water to save him.

Jiang Cen closed his eyes, the cold flooded him from head to toe, flowing through every inch of his skin, as if to freeze him to death, the lake water entered his mouth and nose, a strong sense of suffocation followed, his legs wanted to push hard, but It's like being grabbed by something, and I can't move no matter what.

Several strong men jumped down to help, only to find that Jiang Cen's feet were entangled in underwater weeds. They worked together to cut off the weeds and rescue him ashore.

Jiang Cen lay on his side on the ground, spitting water out of his mouth. He accidentally swallowed a lot of water just now. Now not only his whole body is frozen stiff, but his internal organs are like being soaked in ice. Even moving a finger is a luxury.

"Jiang Cen, Jiang Cen, are you alright?" Ye Jing panicked and rushed to the changing room to get a down jacket regardless of his image, knelt on the ground and wrapped Jiang Cen's trembling body with the clothes, his lips were frozen Purple, pale face.

Zheng Haiyi just answered a phone call, and then such an accident happened, he hurried over, helped everyone lift Jiang Cen up, handed him a cup of hot water, and asked, "How are you, do you want to go to the hospital?"

"It's okay." Jiang Cen shook his head and sneezed several times. The water droplets fell on the back of his hands, and it was bitingly cold. His available time itself was very limited. After drinking a cup of hot water, he felt much better, so he stood up, "Director Zhao, I'm sorry, I'm going to take a rest."

A makeup artist followed and quickly dried the costume he had changed. Jiang Cen was sitting in the dressing room, wrapped in two down jackets. Seeing Ye Jing want to put on the third one, he stopped him, Smile: "It's okay, you can take a rest too."

"Is it really all right?" Ye Jing was terrified.

"Yeah." Jiang Cen nodded, sat for a while, felt his whole body warmed up a lot, and decided to continue shooting.

The same plot, when it was time to dive, Jiang Cen paid a little attention to his posture so that the water plants did not get his feet entangled. When someone came to pull him, he stretched out his hand hard and was dragged ashore.

Jing Ling held Rong Qinghe tightly in his arms, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Qinghe, Qinghe, are you alright?"

Rong Qinghe opened his eyes slightly, choked out a mouthful of water, before he had time to say a word, his eyes went dark, and he passed out.Jing Ling carried him onto the horse and rushed towards the palace.

After work was over, Jiang Cen changed back into his clothes. I don't know if it was because of a proper rest. Not only was his body no longer as cold as snow, but it was still warm. He put on gloves and walked out with Zheng Haiyi.

"Jiang Cen!" Ye Jing called to stop him, walked in front of him, and suddenly his eyes froze.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Cen asked.

Ye Jing lowered his head and kept looking at the velvet gloves on Jiang Cen's hands. The light gray color is very nice, but it was a little too big for Jiang Cen to wear. , It's okay, you have a good rest, don't get sick."

"I will, thank you." Jiang Cen turned and left after hearing this.

Behind him, Ye Jing stood for a long time before he came back to his senses. He lowered his eyelashes to cover the thoughts in his eyes, and suddenly snorted lightly, and casually stuffed the glove he was holding into his pocket.

The gloves Jiang Cen was wearing...

If he remembered correctly, he had seen it on that man's hand...

Zheng Haiyi sent Jiang Cen to the outside of the community. Jiang Cen walked home alone. The more he walked, the warmer he was, and he couldn't even wear gloves. When he got home, Jing Chuyang hadn't come back yet. Marshmallow came up to him. He touched its head and went to Take a shower in the bathroom.

The person who was steamed with hot water was drowsy. The bath that should have been very warm, Jiang Cen got hotter and hotter after washing, so he hurried out of the bath. After getting smaller, he got dressed and felt warm enough after wearing only two coats. He threw it aside, crawled into bed, and fell asleep unconsciously.

In his sleep, his breath gradually became hot, and his whole body seemed to be on fire. Jiang Cen turned over uncomfortably and continued to sleep, his back sweating profusely.

When Jing Chuyang got home from get off work, he called Jiang Cen's name a few times, but no one answered. He walked into the bedroom and saw that the little man was sleeping. He quietly closed the door and went to the kitchen to cook.

The dinner was put on the table, and when it was time to serve, Jiang Cen still didn't come out. Jing Chuyang went into the room to call him, but when he got closer, he realized that the little man on the bed was trembling unconsciously, his body was hot and his face was flushed. , obviously having a high fever!

Jing Chuyang supported Jiang Cen's body and touched the sweat on his hands. Just as he was about to send him to the hospital, he suddenly remembered the secret of Jiang Cen's body, so he rushed to the side of the medicine box and found out the last time he was sick The antipyretic medicine Jiang Cen bought for him, because it was a capsule that Jiang Cen couldn't swallow, Jing Chuyang deliberately broke the capsule and caught the powder inside with a spoon.

"Little Cen, come, take the medicine." Jing Chuyang brought the spoon to Jiang Cen's lips, calling his name softly.

Jiang Cen vaguely felt that he had a fever, but he didn't want to wake up. With a spoon pressed against his lips, he subconsciously opened his mouth to swallow. A bitter taste spread on the tip of his tongue. He frowned suddenly and spat it out.

"Don't vomit." Jing Chuyang stopped him from vomiting.

"Chu Yang, it's so hard..." Maybe it's because of the fever. Jiang Cen's voice was hoarse, but his tone was soft. He can't do anything else, he can only persuade Jiang Cen to swallow the medicine.

Jiang Cen opened his mouth reluctantly, and tentatively stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick it lightly. The bitter taste made him turn his head away, and he waited for a while before continuing to eat. The way his little tongue poked around was like cotton candy.

Jing Chuyang kept talking to distract him, and finally fed a spoonful of medicine. He heaved a sigh of relief, helped Jiang Cenping lie on the bed, and prayed that the medicine would quickly bring down his fever, otherwise, he could only think about it Method.

He must not reveal his secrets unless absolutely necessary.