The guards of crossing, please serve

I missed the time for cooking, so I quickly apologized: "My lord, forgive me, I just fell asleep for some reason, and I'm going to prepare dinner now."

Ran Mingyuan smiled casually, picked up a book from the ground, glanced at the cover, and asked, "Do you read Tang poetry? Do you also want to be a wit?"

Shen Qing blushed, and said: "No, I just took a blind look, but I still couldn't see it, and fell asleep...I'm not this material!"

Ran Mingyuan shook his head: "Everyone has things they are good at and things they are not good at. Don't look at the few scholars today who can speak out. If you ask them to cook, I'm afraid they won't be able to burn the kitchen down." And... what Ran Mingyuan said later He said it, but he said it from the bottom of his heart. When he and Shen Qing were together, he felt much more at ease. Even if he was hungry, it was more interesting than listening to those scholars talking nonsense when they were full.

Shen Qing patted his head, and Ran Mingyuan's words made him feel a little embarrassed. "Wait for me for a while, dinner will be ready soon." Shen Qing said something to Ran Mingyuan, then walked out of the room and went straight to the kitchen.

After a while, he came out with a big bowl.Seeing Ran Mingyuan sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard, he walked over and put the bowl in front of him, saying: "I'm afraid that the prince will be hungry, so I made this quick one first, and then I will make it for supper at night."

Ran Mingyuan looked into the bowl, it turned out to be a bowl of refreshing Yangchun noodles.On the noodle soup, there are green onion powder and golden butterflies floating, and the white and thin noodles are nestled quietly in the soup.Sniffing lightly, this seemingly simple noodle exudes the fragrance of green onion, meat and sesame, which makes Ran Mingyuan feel more and more hungry.

Although the noodles were thin, they were extremely resilient. When Ran Mingyuan bit into his mouth, they didn't feel like the batter was soft at all, and they were even a bit springy.The soup looks ordinary, but it has a very mellow umami taste, obviously it is a good old soup.

After eating a bowl of hot Yangchun noodles, Ran Mingyuan pressed his lips against it, as if he still had something to say.

Shen Qing also finished eating his own noodles, stacked up two empty bowls, and prepared to wash the dishes.

"Qingqing," Ran Mingyuan suddenly pulled him back, and said, "Don't force yourself, in my heart, you are already very, very good. Just like this bowl of Yangchun noodles, there are no messy toppings, but it's so simple. Makes people happy."

Hearing Ran Mingyuan's words, Shen Qing's face suddenly burned hotly.He subconsciously squeezed the bowl in his hand so tight that his arms began to tremble.

After standing in place for a long time, Shen Qing finally regained the ability to speak. He looked at Ran Mingyuan and said softly, "Well, I know."

Well, he knew, that's why he wanted to study poetry even more.Seeing Ran Mingyuan talking and laughing happily with those scholars, but he couldn't get in a word... This feeling is really terrible.

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20, Sydney Yun tenderness...

Despite Ran Mingyuan's gentle persuasion, even though he fell unconscious every time, Shen Qing still did not give up on his pursuit of poetry.

His current mentality is already inclined to anger, he just doesn't believe that he can't handle these literary things.

Although the actual result is setbacks again and again.Originally, he was not very literate, but the books here were all in traditional Chinese characters. In his opinion, they were like ghostly symbols, so he couldn't read them with half the taste!

In order to avoid falling asleep again, Shen Qing thought of an idea. He was shirtless, poured a bucket of cold water on his body, wiped his hands, and stood directly in the air vent to read a book.In his mind, isn't it easy for everyone to doze off in summer? In winter, the cold wind blows, even if you don't wake up, you will wake up, so let your body be colder, so you won't fall asleep.

But such tossing, no matter how good the body is, it can't bear it!So, Shen Qing suffered from the wind and cold gloriously, lying on the bed with limbs weak, and could not finish blowing two clear noses.

After Shen Qing fell ill, Ran Mingyuan was the first to see him.

After Ran Mingyuan finished the lunch brought by the big kitchen, he walked into Shen Qing's room with a stinky face, obviously not in a good mood.

Shen Qing tilted his head, watched Ran Mingyuan walking up and down the room, and said weakly: "Hi, my lord."

Ran Mingyuan's face turned to Shen Qing with a "swish", and he said viciously: "It's not good."

Shen Qing twitched the corners of his mouth, and asked with some embarrassment: "My lord...what's the matter?" He suddenly remembered that he had never inquired whether sick leave was given in this palace. Could it be that he would be punished because he missed a meal? Punishment failed?

Ran Mingyuan said nothing, went to the bed and opened Shen Qing's mouth, threw a brown-black pill into it, and then lifted Shen Qing's jaw.Just as Shen Qing felt a bitter taste in his mouth, the pill flowed down his throat and swallowed dryly.

After feeding Shen Qing the medicine, Ran Mingyuan sat beside his bed, pouted and muttered: "I told you not to force yourself, you will get sick after tossing around, this is just not listening to Xiao Wang's words, and you will suffer in front of your eyes!"

Shen Qing watched his small mouth open and close, although his head was dizzy, his heart suddenly felt warm.

He stretched out a hand and held Ran Mingyuan's, then closed his eyes, letting sleepiness strike.

Ran Mingyuan stopped talking immediately, and stared blankly at the hands they held together.He hesitated for a while, but in the end he didn't take out his hand, but put the other hand on it.

When Shen Qing woke up again, he felt that his right hand was being pressed by something. He opened his eyes and saw that Ran Mingyuan was half lying on the bedside, holding his right hand with both hands, sitting with his lower body curled up. His face was pressed against the bedding, as if he had fallen asleep.

Shen Qing tried to pull out his hand, but found that Ran Mingyuan used a lot of strength in his hand, holding his hand very tightly.He had no choice but to nudge Ran Mingyuan's shoulder to wake him up.

Ran Mingyuan, who had just woken up, had misty eyes, a lock of hair stuck to his forehead, and a nice blush on his cheeks, making Shen Qing stare at him, and he lost his mind for a while.

When both of them regained consciousness, Qiqi focused his eyes on the clasped hands.

Some not-so-clear images flashed through Shen Qing's mind. When he remembered that he was the one who pulled Ran Mingyuan's hand first, he felt all the blood in his body rushing to his face.Shen Qing withdrew his hand vigorously, looked at his lapel and stammered, "I, I was sick and confused before, my lord, don't take it to heart..."

"I know, don't take it to heart." Ran Mingyuan comforted him with a smile, but a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

There was silence between the two, neither of them knew what to say, so neither of them opened their mouths.Shen Qing kneaded the quilt repeatedly, while Ran Mingyuan studied the patterns on the hem of the clothes.

After a long time, Ran Mingyuan said shyly: "I'm going to do other things, and I'll see you later."

Shen Qing was not used to being taken care of like this, especially by Ran Mingyuan, nodded stiffly, and watched Ran Mingyuan go out.

Some things seem to be different... Shen Qing half leaned on the bed, touching his heart, this feeling is very strange, but it seems not bad.

Not long after Ran Mingyuan left, Ran Xiaoguai came.

"Daddy and Uncle Wang Wang asked me to come and see you on their behalf." Ran Xiaoguai sat by the bed, poured a cup of tea for Shen Qing, then took out seven or eight small bottles and jars from her body, and handed them all to Shen Qing: " These are all tonics to replenish your body."

Shen Qing pinched Ran Xiaoguai's chubby cheeks and thanked him.

Ran Xiaoguai said again: "Daddy said that you fell ill because of studying. He said let me learn from your hardworking spirit, and he said don't ruin your body like you do. Brother Shen, do you want me to be sick? Learn from you?"

Shen Qing hesitated when he heard the words, and then said awkwardly for a long time: "Study is more important than your body. Comparing the two, of course, your body is more important."

Alas, my deeds were actually used as a case for educating children, and I don't know how many people in the palace know that Shen Qing suffered from the cold because of studying, what a shame!

Shen Qing was still feeling emotional in this room, but another bluffing figure jumped in from that room.Seeing him, Ran Xiaoguai jumped over happily and shouted, "Brother Xiaoxin!"

Seeing the person who came, Shen Qing immediately felt a little pain in the brain, isn't this the over-enthusiastic and familiar Bi Xiaoxin!

Bi Xiaoxin carried Ran Xiaoguai on his shoulders and walked in. When he got to the bedside, he greeted Shen Qing and sat down heavily on the side of the bed.

"Hey, everyone envied you when you climbed to the sky and came directly to the prince. I didn't expect you to suffer too. It turns out that you have to read poems by the prince's side. It's really hard for you!" Bi Xiaoxin said with a smile. In Shen Qing's eyes, there are only four words: gloating!

Bi Xiaoxin and Ran Xiaoguai talked one after another, Shen Qing lazily chatted with them, and the afternoon was quickly dismissed.

When it was time for dinner, Bi Xiaoxin and Ran Xiaoguai left, and someone brought porridge and side dishes to Shen Qing.After filling his stomach, Shen Qing regained some strength and felt that his body was fine, so he put on some clothes and got out of bed to exercise his muscles and bones.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw the food delivery boy standing at the door of Ran Mingyuan's room, knocking vigorously on the door.When the young man saw him, he seemed to see a savior, and said excitedly: "Guard Shen, you are here. I have been knocking on the door for a long time, but the prince didn't even answer, and I dare not go in rashly."

Shen Qing walked to the door and knocked on the door a few times, but there was still no response from inside.He secretly wondered, normally, the door would only be closed when Ran Mingyuan was in the room, now that the door is closed, Ran Mingyuan should be inside, why is there no movement at all?Could it be... something happened to Ran Mingyuan!

Thinking of this, Shen Qing didn't care about etiquette, and immediately pushed open the door of the room.As soon as he entered the room, he saw Ran Mingyuan - he was lying on the couch, as if he was sleeping.

"My lord." Shen Qing approached, only to find that Ran Mingyuan's expression was not right, he touched Ran Mingyuan's forehead, it was very hot!

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