The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

"Stay for three or four days."

It is an eventful time now, it is not suitable to wait for a long time, there are still many things to be dealt with in the villa.

What's more, the spies of the villa once exposed the news of their return to Beijing to foreign forces, and they were assassinated many times on the way.

Now that he has only cleaned up the internal spies, he hasn't found out the source of the power behind it. If he can't solve it as soon as possible, he can't feel at ease.

Luo Ci backed away a little, and she noticed that the clothes on Shard were very clean and tidy, not stained by the wind and snow, and her dressing style didn't look like Shard either.

After a pause, he asked, "How did senior brother come here?"

Chu Zhi wrote lightly, "I came here on horseback."

Not a carriage.

So it was contaminated by the wind and snow all the way, and rushed to the capital.

And now it should be the housekeeper who prepared a change of clothes for the fragments.

She tried her best to be a landlord and take good care of the pieces, and asked again, "Has the brother eaten dinner? I'll let the kitchen prepare it."

Although the girl in front of him has grown a lot taller than three years ago, she is still a little immature. Naturally, it is impossible to have any strange thoughts about her like this, but only vaguely wants to get close to her.

The small one, which only reached to his chest, carefully arranged for him with the attitude of a little master, which made people's hearts soften.

Chu Zhi put his hand on her hair lightly, with a faint smile hidden in his voice, "The butler has already made arrangements for me."

The narrow and long black eyes are calm, reflecting the bright white moonlight in the snow and the flickering candlelight in the house, forming tiny stars. They should be a pair of cold and sharp eyes, but they soften a little bit.

"It's cold at night, go back to your room and rest."

Holding an umbrella in his slender and fair hand, he sent her to the door of the room, with a slight smile on the corner of his slender lips, "See you tomorrow."

Sometimes he felt that she was not what she should be at this age. Although she looked playful, cunning and full of childishness, her beautiful and clear eyes were particularly transparent and rational, hiding emotions that others could not intervene in.

When he saw her for the first time, he felt that the eyes were familiar. He liked such eyes, but he didn't dare to look at them for no reason, as if he was afraid of something.

Fear……

——She looked at herself extremely coldly and calmly with those unusually beautiful glazed eyes, no matter what he did, she would never be able to move her face and make people feel desperate.

However, standing in front of the door, he watched the girl's eyes bend a little bit, vivid and bright, hiding a cute smile, and her soft voice sounded beside his ears, "Good night, senior brother, see you tomorrow."

Chu Zhi silently chewed the word good night in his heart, and said, good night.

The young man was holding an umbrella, and the cold snowflakes rustled down. The night was a vast expanse of whiteness, similar to the wind and snow when he was on the road, but at that time he was thinking of seeing her.

Eagerly, eagerly, longingly.

Now my heart is very peaceful and comfortable, and I even have the heart to appreciate the snow at night.

After he returned to the courtyard arranged by the housekeeper, a young servant came over with a food box not long after, and the young servant said respectfully, "My lord, please use it slowly."

It has been a long time since the dinner time in the palace, and these dishes are still steaming at night, there is no sign of reheating, and I think they are temporarily prepared for myself.

In the two days of rushing, he just rested at the inn last night, and then rushed to the capital non-stop. In fact, the time is not that urgent, and no one is urging him, but he just wants to arrive quickly for no reason.

Turning off the lights at night, Chu Zhi quietly listened to the sound of wind and snow outside the window, and gradually fell into sleep.

He had an unbelievable dream. In the dream, he was afraid that Luo Ci would escape, so he guarded outside her room, almost never leaving her room.

But she left anyway, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find her trace. His heart felt as if someone had stabbed him with a cold sword. It hurt very much, as if there was a cold wind whistling in his heart, icy cold to the bone.

When he woke up, his body was icy cold, and the quilt was not warm, as if he had stood outside the house all night.

It was still dark outside the window.

His consciousness was a little chaotic, and the scene in the dream faded away little by little, leaving only the panic in his heart and the almost suffocating despair.

The good mood of last night was totally ruined today, like a huge boulder pressing down on my heart, heavy and blocked.

He coughed twice, got out of bed and poured water to drink while feeling unwell, but there was no hot tea at this time, it was just the cold tea from last night.

After the burning sensation in his throat went away, Chu Zhi saw that it was still early, so he lay back on the bed and continued to rest.

Maybe it's because of blurred consciousness, he seldom thought, sleep again and have a good dream to get rid of the depression caused by the previous nightmare.

...

Chu Zhi had a fever.

Luo Ci found this when he got up in the morning and went to look for him. Since he didn't ask the servants arranged by the housekeeper to take care of him, and the people in the palace didn't dare to disturb him at will, so they didn't find out in time.

She knocked on the door several times in a row, and called several times outside the house, but there was no sound in the room, so she simply opened the door to check inside.

On the bed, his exquisite face was obviously flushed abnormally, and his eyebrows were tightly knit, with a look of pain.

Luo Ci put her hand on his forehead, the fragment had a high fever, she quickly called the government doctor to treat the fragment, and then called Ming Cui to bring cold water, soaked the veil and applied it on Chu Zhi's forehead.

She didn't understand why the fragment suddenly developed a high fever.

Last night, the housekeeper not only prepared hot water, but also specially ordered people to boil ginger soup to drive away the cold. Shard has practiced martial arts all year round, so even if he was sick, it would not be so serious.

Before Chu Zhi woke up, the government doctor came panting with a medical box on his back. He took his pulse and fell silent for a while, then said, "Young master caught cold last night, and the chill entered his body. This old man just prescribes a dose of medicine. Twice a day in the morning and in the evening, it will take about two or three days to recover.”

After writing the prescription, the government doctor left.

...

When Chu Zhi was in a daze, he heard someone calling him, and he felt that someone was applying a cold veil to him, and the other person wiped his face with extremely gentle and careful force.

With the noise around him, he was quite irritable in his heart, just thinking that if it happened, it would inevitably scare the people who took care of him.

He vaguely knew who she was.

Later, his consciousness gradually became clear, but his eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open his eyes. He felt a pair of hands trying to support his body, let him lean against the head of the bed, and covered him with a quilt extra carefully to prevent him from getting cold.

The voice became clearer and clearer, and he heard the other party speak, it was a gentle voice full of concern and worry, "Senior brother, I will feed you medicine."

He wants to go back, okay.

But there is no way to make a sound, so I can only find a way not to cause trouble for her, and try to cooperate with her to drink medicine.

Even though she has not fully woken up, and even cannot control her body for the time being, she is extremely obedient and docile.

It was just that he had spilled some, and Chu Zhi inexplicably felt eager to defend himself.

It's like admitting you did something wrong.