Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

On the night of arriving at the Lincheng military camp, Cheng Ling's fever persisted, she was always yelling cold, and had constant nightmares.

After He Ruojin finished handling the military affairs, she didn't care about resting herself, so she rushed to Chengling's side and fed her medicine, but Chengling was not very willing to drink it, and vomited it out after a few mouthfuls.

Her eyelashes were wet with mist, and she didn't know what kind of terrible nightmare she had dreamed, her nose was trembling slightly.

He Ruojin hugged her into his arms, hugged her very hard, and remained silent.

Until dawn, Chengling finally woke up, she opened her eyes, the eyeballs were still clear and clear in black and white, but there was some white mist, and when she blinked her eyelashes lightly, tears flowed down her eyes.

He Ruojin looked down at her, her voice was hoarse than hers, "Are you awake?"

Chengling lay in his arms, her eyelashes trembling, she didn't speak, but her little fingers softly grabbed the shirt on his chest.

The whole person is still in a daze, and it seems that he still hasn't fully awakened.

He Ruojin reached out and rubbed her hair lightly, "Are you hungry?"

Chengling was a little cold, just about to raise her head, but couldn't help the coldness, couldn't help but shrink into his arms, very weak.

He Ruojin put down her two little hands and coaxed her in a low voice: "I'll get you something to eat."

Chengling shook her head, and hugged him tightly, her nose twitched a little, and the sound of water vapor made people feel distressed and affectionate.

"You can't starve my little princess." He Ruojin said helplessly.

Chengling still refused to let go, like an insecure little rabbit, hearing him say that, her nose twitched again, and she was about to cry.

He Ruojin knew that she was sick and suffering, and she was unwilling to wrong her at all. She didn't want to let go, so He Ruojin asked the servants to bring in the meals.

But Chengling vomited after eating a few mouthfuls, He Ruojin pursed her thin lips, and asked someone to call the imperial physician, but was told that many soldiers on the front line were seriously injured, and the imperial physician who came with them were all sent to the front line went.

After hearing this, He Ruojin's eyes were as cold as frost, so he had to send someone to find the best doctor in Lincheng.

What He Ruojin felt a little relieved was that after the doctor came to see Shengling, he said that Chengling's eyes were only temporarily blinded by the irritating poison powder, and the eyesight would be restored after a few days of application of the medicine.

When He Ruojin fed Shengling the medicine, he told Shengling about it. At that time, Chengling had already applied medicine to her eyes and covered her eyes with veils. When she heard He Ruojin's words, she didn't have a particularly big reaction. He nodded his head lightly.

After drinking the medicine, Chengling hesitated for a long time, but she couldn't help but speak, but her voice was soft and hoarse, with a sick nasal voice, "Ruojin, is Father okay?"

"Prince Su has a lot of combat experience. With him by the emperor's side, nothing will happen. There is also news from the front line that Lord Su has led his army to defeat the incoming Liang army."

After hearing He Ruojin's words, Chengling breathed a sigh of relief.

But He Ruojin looked at her and didn't speak for a long time.

Chengling is wearing a white veil at the moment, her hair was always pulled up in a bun before, but now she has long black and soft hair hanging down, sticking to her palm-sized face, her lips are very red because of the high fever , reflecting her snow-white skin, looks more fragile and beautiful.

After a long time, He Ruojin finally came to her senses, slightly bent her index finger, and slid it lightly through her smooth and shiny hair. Chengling seemed to feel a strange movement, and blinked her eyelashes under the veil again.

"Ling'er, do you still remember... who rescued you?"

Chengling moved her red lips, "Ruojin?"

The corners of He Ruojin's mouth curled up slightly, she couldn't tell if she was smiling, but she just stared at Chengling, and said softly, "No."

Chengling stretched out her little hand in a little confusion and touched it forward. He Ruojin reached out to her, took her little hand and put it in the palm of his other hand, and the warm fingertips seemed to be scratching. Her tender little palm.

"Ruojin, what are you talking about?" Chengling asked in a low voice.

He Ruojin's voice was still gentle and gentle, and it was very pleasant to hear in Shengling's ears. "I said, the person who rescued Ling'er was not me."

Chengling was slightly stunned.

It took a long while before I moved my little finger, and grabbed his slender fingers a little at a loss.