Chapter 1622 Except Wushan Is Not a Cloud 173

At that time, Cheng Bian Mo was sitting on the bed with a cold expression on his face, without moving, when he heard the door was gently opened again, he raised his eyes lightly and looked over, it was Qiao Ran who walked in.

Qiao Ran thought that His Highness the Crown Prince had fallen asleep at that time, and she moved very lightly when she came in, but she still didn't expect to meet the eyes of His Highness the Crown Prince.

Qiao Ran bit her lower lip slightly, walked over and took the initiative to confess, "I... want to stay and take care of His Highness, I'll just sleep on the couch outside, so I won't disturb His Highness."

Cheng Bianmo looked at her, then looked away lightly, neither saying yes nor no.

Seeing this, Qiao Ran assumed that His Royal Highness agreed to her, and did not dare to disturb His Royal Highness, tidied up the quilt, and went out of the back room lightly.

But just as she was about to lie down and sleep, she heard His Highness the Crown Prince coughing from inside the room, and the cough was very uncomfortable.

Qiao Ran didn't think too much, got out of bed, put on her shoes, poured hot water for His Royal Highness, walked to the bed and said, "Your Highness, take a drink of hot water."

Cheng Bianmo coughed several more times before taking the teacup she handed over, drank it slowly, and handed it to her.

"Is Your Highness cold?"

Cheng Bian Mo shook his head coldly.

Qiao Ran stood hesitantly by his bed for a while, and didn't know what else to do, so she said, "Then I... went out to sleep?"

Sheng Bianmo remained unmoved.

Qiao Ran waited for quite a while without waiting for Sheng Bianmo to respond, so she put down her teacup, said goodbye to His Highness the Crown Prince, and went out.

But not long after she lay down, she heard His Royal Highness cough again, and the cough was even worse than before. Qiao Ran struggled for a while, but she still couldn't feel relieved. Drinking water, "Your Highness, take a few more sips of water."

Sheng Bianmo took it silently and drank it.

Qiao Ran looked down at him, and said bravely, "Your Highness, can I stay by the bed... I, I have no other intentions, I just want to take care of Your Highness conveniently."

Cheng Bian Mo raised his eyes faintly, looked at her, and shook his head slowly.

Seeing this, the sliver of hope that had just risen in Qiao Ran's heart fell a little bit, she just wanted to nod and retreat, but the next moment, Cheng Bianmo took the initiative to grab her hand.

Because he was still sick, His Royal Highness's palm was very hot and wrapped his hand.

Qiao Ran's face seemed to be burning too, because this is... His Highness the Crown Prince took the initiative to shake her hand...

She heard herself calling him in a low voice, somewhat at a loss: "Your Highness..."

Then, Qiao Ran saw Sheng Bianmo move back into the bed with a sullen face, still holding onto her.

Qiao Ran seemed to understand what was going on, her face was hot, and she couldn't believe it, "Your Highness...do you want me to sleep here?"

Cheng Bianmo looked at her and nodded lightly.

Although Cheng Bianmo still looked indifferent, Qiao Ran somehow felt that something was touched deep in his heart, and he softened a bit.

Maybe... it's because His Royal Highness is still sick, so he is not as sharp to her as when he was awake, but Qiao Ran feels that he is a bit shameless, and he is greedy for this seemingly absent warmth.

Qiao Ran lay down on his bed almost very carefully, she was afraid of meeting His Highness the Crown Prince, afraid that His Highness the Crown Prince would be unhappy, so she didn't dare to be presumptuous at all, and she didn't dare to touch His Highness the Crown Prince.

However, Cheng Bian Mo seemed unhappy, frowned, and suddenly he didn't want to hug Qiao Ran in his arms.