Chapter 253

Although Gu linchao was thin, he was tall, so he still had some weight, but Wen Zhenzhen didn't bother, so he helped him into the temple.

Gu linchao rubbed his dizzy head. At this time, he found that his little princess seemed delicate, but her strength was not small.

Wen ran out and tied the horse under the eaves before he came in again.

Seeing that his face was full of rain, she hurried over, raised her sleeve, wiped it on his face, and finally reached out to explore his forehead.

Gu linchao was stunned.

Wen Zhenzhen quickly withdrew his hand and said with relief, "fortunately, it's not a fever."

Gu linchao leaned against the wall and said in a low voice, "the king is all right."

"But you don't look like you're okay at all." Wen Zhen frowned and walked anxiously around the broken temple. "You're wet. You have to take off your clothes and dry them, but how can you make a fire without a fire?"

Gu linchao leaned against the wall and saw her in a wet dress shaking around in front of her eyes. A little anxious, he climbed up to her eyebrows. Feng's eyes were dark. He raised his hand and pulled his collar. His voice was hoarse. "Don't shake in front of the king."

Wen Zhenzhen stepped down and looked at him with some unhappiness, "the Lord dislikes his concubines?"

"The king..." Gu linchao opened his lips and frowned, "No."

Seeing that he was extremely uncomfortable, Wen Zhenzhen didn't care about him. He looked around the broken temple.

I hope I can find something like a flint that can light a fire.

She looked through it and found the flint in the corner. It may have been left by the travelers who had stopped here before. There was a pile of unused dry firewood in the corner. She held it to Gu linchao.

But she had never used this kind of ignition stone, which was very difficult to use.

After knocking for a long time, I couldn't light the fire.

"Lord, can you use it?" she held the flint in front of Gu linchao and looked at him pitifully.

Gu linchao paused and reached for it.

Wen Zhenzhen kept staring at his movements, but he didn't move much. He only knocked twice and a cluster of flames jumped up.

As soon as she was happy, she hurriedly gathered the hay together.

Soon, the hay was burning, and Wen threw the lit hay on the firewood set up in advance.

After a while, the fire licked the firewood. The firewood soon burned and made a sound of peeling.

Wen Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief and quickly wrung Gu linchao's robe dry and dried it on a stick.

"Lord, are you more comfortable now?" she asked Gu linchao as she roasted the fire.

The fire glowed red on Gu linchao's face.

Wen was stunned. At first, he thought it was fire, but when he looked carefully, he found that it was not, but the red tide on Gu linchao's face.

She couldn't help getting closer to him and said anxiously, "the Lord seems to be ill again. What should I do? It's raining so hard outside. I don't know when to stop. Where are my concubines going to find you a doctor?"

The girl's Distressed voice fell on his ear. Gu linchao opened his eyes with his eyes closed. Then he saw that she was sitting next to him. The faint fragrance on her body jumped into his nose, making him more and more anxious.

"I'm not sick..." just stay away from me.

In the second half of the sentence, he didn't say it after all.

"When is the time, how can the LORD be so hard?" Wen Zhenzhen frowned. Seeing that he was still wearing a wet single coat, she paused and stretched out a hand to untie the belt around his waist. "Your clothes are too wet. You'd better take them off first. This robe has been baked and is a little dry. You'll be more comfortable when you change it."