After the carriage drove onto the official road, the road became much easier to walk.

This time, the team was already in a hurry, and the team traveled day and night, without much time to rest. The horses were galloping, the wheels were rolling, and a long cloud of snow dust was raised on the official road. The carriages rushed past and then fell down.

Unknowingly, half a month has passed, and most of the way back has been traveled.

The weather around us is getting colder and colder. The north wind is whistling outside mixed with snowflakes, often making people unable to sleep all night. Pei Yuanhao and I are sitting in the car with the heater, and the feeling is no better than the wind outside.

People who are traveling in the snow feel better.

I raised my head again and looked at the person opposite who was resting on the soft couch, as well as his always indifferent, pale and bloodless face.

For more than ten days, he has barely said a word to me.

The whole journey was just listening to the howling north wind outside, the long neighing of the strong horses, and the monotonous sound of the wheels hitting the ground. Except sometimes, when I closed my eyes and took a nap, I would dream of his breathing so close at hand.

, other times, I seem to be the only one in the carriage.

I don't know what I did wrong or what happened again, so I can only endure it silently, maybe because I am worried about things in the capital. Besides, his happiness and anger are never caused by me.

So, I was silent and looked at his lips that were a little dry, so I got up to make tea and opened the hidden compartment in the carriage. It was full of ingredients. I took out some red dates and wolfberry.

I guess there wasn't much blood in that bowl of medicine, but after all, the prince cut his wrists to bleed. It was no small matter. A servant would put these things in. I took a tea bowl, tore up the red dates and wolfberry, and drank it with hot tea.

Soak it and then carefully bring it to him.

The aroma of tea was filled with a hint of sweetness, permeating the carriage, but the man closed his eyes and concentrated, but he didn't seem to see it at all.

"Your Highness, please drink some hot tea."

After I finished speaking, I looked at him quietly, but he still didn't open his eyes.

I pursed my lips and moved closer: "Your Highness..."

The carriage was as quiet as ever. The curtains flickered, and a ray of cold wind occasionally came in. I looked at the pale face and suddenly shivered.

Pei Yuanhao, although he has not spoken to me these days, he has not ignored me either.

I subconsciously approached him carefully and felt that his breathing was very light, so light that even if he was so close, he was almost breathless. His face had been pale since the day he got on the carriage, and his lips did not have much blood.

His hands were exposed, pale with a hint of cyan, indicating that they were extremely cold.

But this kind of coldness does not come from the outside in, but comes from the inside.

His health was actually not bad, but he had never had a quiet day in Yangzhou in the past few days. In two days, he traveled to several state capitals to collect medicinal materials, cut his wrists to bleed, and the events in the capital were unclear.

The pressure in my heart can be imagined.

Even a man made of iron cannot bear it.

I thought for a while, held the hot tea bowl tightly with both hands, covered my hands to warm them, and then gently, gently covered his hand.

It was as if I had touched a piece of ice, and my fingertips trembled. As I trembled, the eyelashes on his closed eyelids also trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!