Chen Biyue glanced at him and said, "Men and women don't have a kiss, so they naturally sleep separately. I don't think you want to use the old quilts that others have slept with. I don't think you want to use them. I'll make do with these cloths tonight, and at least I haven't used them before. I'll go find another place tomorrow."

Shao Yan nodded, asked nothing more, climbed onto the bed and got into the pile of cloth. However, at night, Chen Biyue realized that sleeping in the same bed and wanted to spend the night safely was not that simple at all.

The temperature at night was much colder than during the day. She turned her back to Shao Yan, and she didn't even take off any clothes. She wrapped the pile of cloth tightly on her body, but she could still feel the chill coming into the gap, leaving her without any sleepiness.

Someone suddenly hit her from behind. Shao Yan rolled over to her after falling asleep. Such a big man was so cold all over, as if he was putting a big ice cube next to him.

She moved out, and he just moved for a moment, and then he kept lying quietly. The quiet night was not loud outside. He should be able to spend it safely tonight and get up early tomorrow. If he stayed here for a long time, it would be unsafe.

Wrapped in a cold body, Chen Biyue fell asleep in a daze, but in the second half of the night, she suddenly woke up by the cold.

When I opened my eyes, I found that the whole person was being hugged tightly. Someone pressed his head against her back, and layers of cold air penetrated into her body through the fabric.

She had to struggle to stretch her arms out, touch her waist, and suddenly she touched a cold hand, without any temperature, which made her shrunk her fingers.

"Shao Yan?" She called out a few times, but the other party did not respond, but just fell asleep and breathed gently.

She pried away his arms around her, sat up, and looked back and saw that the pile of cloth that was regarded as a quilt had been thrown aside by him. He lay on his side, leaning behind her, with a calm expression on his face and a steady sleep.

"Shao Yan?" He called him a few more times, but still did not answer. Chen Biyue's heart sank. He grabbed his wrist and held his pulse. His expression changed slightly.

The situation has been a little slower than when taking the pulse during the day.

She hesitated for a moment, put her hand on his lapel and stretched it into the crack. She soon touched the skin on his shoulders and chest, which was as cold as the temperature on the back of her hand.

"Shao Yan, wake up." She turned his body upwards with force and patted his cheeks. The temperature on her face was also very pungent.

No need to scream again. He fell asleep. He didn't know the situation. She took out a bottle of medicine from her arms, poured out a small red pill, raised his chin, opened his mouth and stuffed it in.

But the pill choked on his throat, and there was no water for him to swallow. Chen Biyue slapped his chest with a palm. He closed his eyes and suddenly started coughing.

The pill was swallowed, but the person's face was flushed with coughing. He opened his eyes in a daze, feeling a figure shaking in front of him.

Chen Biyue pulled the old quilt on one side and covered it with it.

Although someone else has slept with it, the two bunches of cloth really can't help keeping the cold, and even if they are dirty, they can only endure it.

As soon as she covered her quilt, her wrist was suddenly held by someone. She immediately hugged her tightly with force on her waist. The chill that came to her face made her shudder.

"Mother..." he muttered, but his hand pulled her belt away and reached into his slightly open coat, hugged her waist tightly, trying to seize the warmth from her body.

Although he knew that his head was still a child, he didn't take advantage of her like this.

Chen Biyue's palm pressed his shoulder tightly, but she could not withstand the man's strength. She didn't have time to take out the silver needle now. She really wanted to strangle him to death.

"Fifteen, what do you think now?" She tried her best to speak softly, and the man's strength was indeed a little loose.

"I'm cold." He also murmured softly, "Mother, I'm cold."

His voice implicitly felt aggrieved and accused. It was late at night like this. Although Chen Biyue didn't know what he had experienced in the past, she still felt a little sigh. She raised her hand and touched his head, like a kind of gentlest caress.

"Don't be afraid, it won't be cold. You're just sick, just get up and take some medicine."

"I don't want to take medicine, why do I have to take medicine every day?"

Chen Biyue felt something was wrong and reached out to touch his head. It was as cold as ice and could not even touch it. When he touched his pulse, it had improved, but his pulse was still weak.

According to this situation, he was not caused by the strange disease in his body, but was simply infected with wind and cold. However, his physique was different from others. Ordinary people were infected with wind and cold, and their whole body became hot, and their foreheads were burnt like burning iron. He became colder and colder like ice.

Shao Yan stretched his head up, and when he found her cheek, he pressed it tightly. The cold inside his body made him unable to control his behavior. He hadn't felt this way for a long time.

Since birth, he has been surrounded by this cold, so he simply has a mother who is there. She does not give up and keeps looking for rare medicinal materials and cooks soup for him to soak. Except for a few occasions, he continues to endure this inhuman torture without finding the medicine.

"Xiao Shiwu, get up, I'll take you to take medicine." A gentle voice sounded in his ears, rubbing against the warmth in his arms, as if it could dispel the coldness in his body.

"You lied to me, those medicines are just a means of torture me, I know that they are just a means of torture me." Shao Yan said softly, with a hint of unaware ridicule in his words.

When Chen Biyue heard this, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"You hate my mother and want to keep me. I know that it is my original sin to be born in the royal family." His voice gradually lowered, and then there was no movement.

When the person fell asleep, his hands and feet were like casting iron, and he couldn't move. Chen Biyue felt it was unbearable at first, but later she couldn't get it away, so she gave up.

The only thing that he couldn't stand was the thrilling cold air on his body, which made her tremble all over and her hands and feet stiff. His palms were still pressed against her waist and back in her coat, and it was cold to hit her back and forth. She never regretted sleeping on the same bed with him so much.

When the sky was completely bright, Shao Yan woke up.

His headache was split, as if he was drunk, and many intermittent pictures flashed through his mind, including his and Chen Biyue.

When I looked down, the girl was sleeping in his arms, breathing evenly, but her nose was slightly red and her body was still trembling.

He withdrew his hand, let go of the person in his arms, spread his hands and feet to the side, and looked at the beam on his head.

For some reason, for the first time, I felt that my mind was empty, nothing, and I couldn't remember anything. Everything in the past and now were suddenly wiped away, leaving only a blank space.

The girl next to him was still asleep. He turned his head and saw her long eyelashes tremble slightly, her long hair was scattered on the side of her face, and her white little face was wrapped smaller and smaller, almost blocked so that it could not be seen at all.

He gently curled his lips, not caring about his head that was still in pain, and he leaned his hand to her side, stretched out his long hair that was stuck to her face, and pressed it on the back of her head and gently pressed it towards him.

The tip of his nose touched, and the slight collision between ice and fire. His lips were about to touch her when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Her face was very hot and her breathing was very hot. She thought she had a good physique and could maintain a warm body temperature on such cold days.

It was originally cold at night, but he was disturbed by him last night, and his whole body was soaked in the cold air. It would be strange if he didn't get sick. Shao Yan didn't know about this. He had no impression of what happened last night, but suddenly found that Chen Biyue was in his arms. Apart from a little surprise, his heart was slightly relieved and he had no other emotions.

As soon as Shao Yan let go of her, she curled up unconsciously, frowned tightly, and had a pale face. I wonder if it was a nightmare, and she was muttering something in a vague way.

He took the cloth thrown aside and wrapped it on Chen Biyue's body. The cloth was brand new and looked better than the quilts that others had used. He sat up with Chen Biyue, his cold palms pressed against her forehead. His body always had a cool air, which was very useful for cooling.

Chen Biyue leaned on his shoulder, her lips approached his ears, and her muttering became much clearer.

"Don't kill me..."

Shao Yan frowned when he heard this. Could it be that she dreamed of him? But he hadn't fought with her for a long time. He remembered that even if he fought with him, she never wanted to be at a disadvantage.

"Shao Yuan..." This time, what he said was a man's name. Shao Yan hugged her arm and tightened unconsciously, as if he wanted to embed her body into his arms.

She and Shao Yuan are indeed related.

After saying it twice, she was confused and it was unintelligible. Shao Yan didn't pay attention to what she said. He just wanted to quickly restore the temperature of her body to normal. He vaguely remembered that she was also here to find someone. If so, she could not drag it on.

Chen Biyue felt that she had a long dream. She couldn't remember anything she dreamed of. The only thing that impressed her was that she was wandering in a snow forest and could not walk out no matter how she walked. She had thick and soft snow under her feet. She would collapse if she took a wrong step. She was surrounded by the vast sky and the bright moon, and there was no end to see.

When she walked forward, she felt like her hands and feet were bound, and even the movement was difficult. After another swaying, the person had woken up. The dazzling white light was shining. She couldn't help but close her eyes.

Someone hugged her from behind, with one arm standing in front of her waist and the other covering her forehead. No wonder she felt so uncomfortable when dreaming. It turned out that she was really bound by someone.

"Awaken?" Shao Yan's low voice came from his ears, with the dumbness he had just woken up.

The moment she woke up, her head was still a little dizzy. After the dizziness passed, she took down her hand covering her forehead and gently pressed her pulse. The man didn't move. After a while, she said, "You are almost well."

"What's wrong with me?" he asked in a low voice.

Chen Biyue just woke up at this time, her mind was drowsy, and she didn't realize that something was wrong with him. She said directly, "That's right, you probably don't remember it. You were stained with a cold last night and almost froze into a piece of ice."

Shao Yan didn't say anything, but just let go of his arm. Chen Biyue felt strange when she heard that he didn't say anything. She was about to turn her head to look at him, but suddenly he pressed her shoulder and turned her back.

Before she could look up at him, a shadow came from her face. Before she could react, he had already pressed her down on the bed, his lips blocking her deeply.

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