Chapter 422

Jiang Wanbai was still a little intelligent. She tried to shrink in the quilt. Seeing Qi Qingxing's face white with cold, she shook her lips and said, "ah hang, you You too Go and clean up I It's ok... "

She curled up into a ball. Qi Qingxing rolled her larynx. Knowing that she couldn't help by staying, she said before she left: "if you have something, please call me. I'll be next door."

"Good..." Jiang Wanbai has two rows of teeth fighting.

Qi Qingxing stopped for a moment, or turned around and strode out. Of course, he had a way to warm her body faster. But even though the two had a long engagement, and even Jiang Wanbai had already lived in Qihou's house, it was a fact that there was no marriage. If he didn't care about making a blind date with her at this time, it was inevitable that someone would say something about her.

As a fiance, he dived to save her. Sending her over would only make people nod their heads and even praise her for their love. But if he stayed, stripped off his clothes and lay in a bed with her, those people would not know what they would think.

As soon as Qi Qingxing's front feet left, the palace member's back foot came in with several soup women's sons. All of them were tucked into the quilt. Jiang Wanbai held one in his arms, and several others were pasted around his body.

A maid of the palace suggested whether someone should go in and help her warm up. Jiang Wanbai refused.

She thought it would be very nice to hold Mrs. Tang. If someone came in to hold her, she would still be unfamiliar. Moreover, at this time, the quilt was warm and she was not so cold.

The female doctor also quickly came to Jiang Wanbai and left a prescription to dispel the cold. Jiang Wanbai actually knew that she was not so easy to get sick. Although she was more afraid of the cold than most people, she also practiced the skill of tianyinmen. In fact, she was better than many people.

In order to make the temperature rise quickly in the hall, several stoves were lit. When the temperature rose, the surplus stoves were removed and the hot water was carried in.

"Miss Jiang, some herbs are added to the water to expel cold. You can take a dip first, so the chance of getting wind cold is smaller." The palace man stood on the bedside road.

Because Jiang Wanbai and Qi Qingxing often go to the palace in recent months, the palace people are familiar with her, especially those who often follow her around Duke Li.

Jiang Wan nodded and asked them to leave before opening the quilt. The temperature in the hall was already up, but it was not so cold. She sat in the hot water, wrapped up and sighed comfortably.

There is also a bowl of cold medicine beside.

There is also a small dish of preserved fruit. Jiang Wanbai drinks the cold medicine and quickly puts several candied fruits into his mouth to chew. Before he can feel the bitterness completely, the sweetness permeates his mouth first.

Jiang Wanbai was relieved.

After soaking until his limbs were warm, Jiang Wanbai came out of the water to dry, put on his clothes on one side, thought about it, and then put a lady Tang into his arms. At this time, the Maiden's voice sounded outside.

"How are you, Miss Jiang?"

"Come in." Jiang Wanbai raised his voice, and her voice was a little hoarse. Her hair was still wet. The maiden who came in saw it and quickly took the dry handkerchief baked on the side of the stove and wiped it for her.

After a while, someone comes in again. Jiang Wanbai looks at the door and worries about Qi Qingxing.