Mingyao is a cousin girl who has just entered the Hou family. She is born with jade and snow, delicate and waxy, and is particularly popular with her elders.
She came to the capital, firstly, to seek medical treatment, and secondly, to seek a good marriage.
Unfortunately, her illness was so bizarre that she felt cold and shivering all night, and she didn't feel better no matter how much medicine she took.
That night, Mingyao had a dream. She dreamed that the yang energy of Xie Yi, the prince of the Hou family, was so strong that it could drive away evil spirits from her body. As long as she hugged her and slept, her body would slowly recover.
After waking up, Mingyao gritted her teeth and sneaked into Xie Yi's house that night.
Let the prince be the prince, he is just a sick boy anyway, he doesn't know anything!
In order to avoid the disputes in the court, Xie Yi had no choice but to pretend to be ill and in a coma.
Who knew that a desperate little girl suddenly broke into the courtyard, hid under his quilt, and sucked and hugged him.
First night.
Subordinate: This girl is the cousin of the house, maybe an assassin, I might as well kill her with a knife...
Xie Yi: No, let's see what she wants to do first.
Night three.
Subordinate: My cousin is here again. Do you want to arrest her and ask the old lady to be punished?
Xie Yi recalled last night, his Adam's apple rolled slightly: ... No need, you go down first.
The tenth night.
Subordinate: My cousin comes here every night. What do you want to do?
Xie Yi: She is probably... Simply coveting me.
After three months of sneaking around, Mingyao found that she felt comfortable all over and no longer had to find that sick man to sleep with. She just waited for the old lady to kiss her.
On the day when the matchmaker came to visit, Ming Yao happily went to take a peek.
As a result, the matchmaker didn't arrive, and the tall and tall man standing in the bright hall was actually the sick man she was holding every night!
He was very tall, and his figure was enough to envelop her.
In front of others, he pretended to meet her for the first time, with a pair of peach-blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he called her "cousin" in a warm voice.
Behind the scenes, he pushed her into the corner step by step.
"Why didn't my cousin come last night?"
"Why, in my cousin's mind, am I just an object that can be thrown away after use?"
Later, the prince, who was so glamorous in front of outsiders, visited her small courtyard every night, insisting on treating her illness.
Intention: None yet
