"Ali, you're back."

Ye Li sat down beside the bed, "If it hurts, you can scream."

Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "Doesn't it hurt if you scream? Don't worry, it's just a little bit of pain. It's just that you can't get up and lie in bed all day long, it's just a little annoyed."

"I won't laugh at you." Ye Li said.

Mo Xiuyao looked at her quietly, and after a long time, he asked in a deep voice: "Ali, can you hug you?" Ye Li was stunned, and bent down and hugged Mo Xiuyao and smiled: "You can't get cold now, just let it go." Mo Xiuyao laughed softly, and after a while, he stopped and whispered: "Actually... the pain is really tolerant. But that cold feeling... is like falling into a cold pool full of ice water, and it is destined to never crawl out. I got used to the pain for a long time, but I can't get used to the cold feeling. Sometimes... I feel that it doesn't matter if I even feel the pain at all. I'm afraid that one day I can't even feel the pain, and only that cold feeling is left. If that's true... Ali, I really don't know if I can hold on."

"That kind of thing won't happen." Ye Li hugged him and said softly, "Doesn't Dr. Chen go to the East China Sea to find the Phoenix Tail Grass? In two years, the Fire Lotus will be borne. The cold poison will be relieved and everything will be fine. So what if you can hold on until now and wait for two more years?" Mo Xiuyao nodded and said, "Of course I will wait. Ali, if I don't die, you will never be able to leave me. Ah, aren't you afraid?"

"I didn't think I hope you will die sooner and accept your inheritance before marrying you." Ye Li said lightly.

"I will never die, A Li." Mo Xiuyao stretched out a hand and put it around Ye Li's slender waist. Ye Li was stunned, and pulled his hand down and stuffed it back into the quilt with an expressionless face, "If you can't get cold, don't mess around." She seemed to have made some promise just now? But she seemed to say nothing... Ye Li was thinking silently in her heart.

As soon as winter began, the Ding King's Mansion turned down all banquets and gatherings, including the palace banquet. The reason was that Ding King, who was the same as usual, became seriously ill. The hearts of the people who had been floating in the summer gradually calmed down. After several times, the imperial physicians in the palace returned and went back and forth and were helpless. After two rounds, various tonics and medicinal materials were released from the palace and flowed into the Ding King's Mansion, and no one came to disturb him. The Ding King's Mansion seemed to have returned to the quiet silence as before the previous two years.

Of course, it is not that there is no one visit at all. For example, Feng Zhiyao is one of them.

"San Young Master Feng, the princess and the prince invite you to the side hall." Feng Zhiyao, who was waiting in the study, raised his eyebrows in confusion and asked, "A Yao is sick again? But isn't he living with the princess? Why did he move to the side hall again?"

Mr. Mo showed a very faint smile on his serious face and said, "Thank you, Mr. Feng, for your concern. The prince is doing well these days. A few days ago, the prince and the princess moved to the side hall to live."

Feng Zhiyao looked envious and jealous, "It's good that the mansion is big. I want to live in the main hall, and I want to live in the side hall. If I'm tired of living, I can still take turns to live in several courtyards." Mr. Mo had known Feng Zhiyao's temperament, so he didn't know that he was surprised and smiled: "If Mr. Feng disliked the house being small, he could tell the prince. The prince's house still has two houses in the capital for Mr. Feng to live in."

Feng Zhiyao rolled his eyes and said, "Let's go away. The house is big and people are troublesome and troublesome, so annoying."

"Young Master Feng is about to get married." General Manager Mo said behind Feng Zhiyao.

"I know, your prince has married a good princess. I haven't had enough fun yet." Feng Zhiyao waved his hand and said that he would discuss the marriage later. His father didn't care about his affairs like him. These old men in the palace were quite enthusiastic. Unfortunately, he couldn't bear it.

The side hall where Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao are located is a unique building on the south wing of the main courtyard where they live. It is located in the inner garden of the main courtyard, with only two fewer ear rooms than the main hall. It looks more quiet and elegant. As soon as Feng Zhiyao stepped into the hall, he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. A heat came to his face, and the whole hall was as warm as March and April. Feng Zhiyao knew Mo Xiuyao's physical condition, and also knew that as long as there were places where Mo Xiuyao might appear in the Ding Palace, it would never burn charcoal in winter. But here...

Manager Mo followed behind and said, "Young Master Feng, the prince and the princess are waiting for you in the small study."

Feng Zhiyao couldn't help but turn around and asked, "How many study rooms do you have in your palace?"

The manager of the Mo family replied seriously: "The outer courtyard and the inner courtyard have a library and a study room. In the main courtyard, the princes and princesses each have a study room. The study room in this side hall is temporarily set up."

"I hate the study room, and even more hate discussing matters in the study room." Feng Zhiyao said.

"Then... I will invite the princess and the prince out?"

"It's okay. I don't dare to let them come out to see me in person." Feng Zhiyao waved his hand and waved his fan and left.

When he stepped into the study and saw the two people sitting in the room playing chess, Feng Zhiyao felt that he was about to envy Mo Xiuyao's days.

"I said to you, letting others work hard outside, but you can't say that you can play chess at home." Lying lazily beside the door, Feng Zhiyao said faintly. How can this world make people balance psychologically? If you have a hard life, you have to run around in the cold wind and rain all day long, just like him. If you have a good life, you can sit leisurely in the study full of warmth, and play chess with a beautiful woman. Just like Mo Xiuyao. Ye Li glanced at Feng Zhiyao with a smile. Although the coquettish face of Feng San Gongzi was full of displeasure, his eyes were a little more real than usual. It can be seen that his mood was not bad.

Mo Xiuyao fell down a son before he looked up at Feng Zhiyao and said, "What's the matter?"

Feng Zhiyao shook his fan and walked in slowly, saying, "You can't come and see you? Marrying a princess is different. You should be lying on the bed and dying at this time." Feng Zhiyao obviously didn't mind poking Mo Xiuyao's scar at all. She found a seat next to her, looked down at the decorations in the room, and said, "Some day ago, General Manager Mo asked Leng Er to find someone who was proficient in architecture for this side hall? Not bad, it's really good. Princess and sister-in-law, can you... brother make a set too?" Even though he was knowledgeable, the third young master Feng looked at it for a long time but couldn't understand what the warm room was. It doesn't matter if he didn't understand, it wouldn't prevent him from knowing what it does. In the middle of winter, who is patient in burning charcoal that is about the same expensive as silver, which smells bad and is not as warm as it is not so warm.

Ye Li smiled and said, "Actually, I don't know much about these. If Mr. Feng is interested, you can go to those craftsmen to discuss it." The wisdom of ancient craftsmen is indeed not to be underestimated. She just drew a rough design drawing and put forward her own ideas and principles. The experienced craftsmen arranged the plumbing and heating system of this side hall in less than half a month. No wonder some people say that there are many lost craftsmanship that cannot be made even by the 21st century machinery. Feng Zhiyaoyan
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