Shengjing Noble

Chapter 505 Thoughtful

When Shen Ruchu heard this, he was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.

"Really? I know Ayang has me in his heart. Tell the prince that he doesn't need to bother with such a small matter. I can handle it myself."

Xiao Han's eyes turned, and he said quickly: "How can that be? The princess is so noble, how can she be wronged like this? The prince has ordered that the servant must be brought over, and he will personally reprimand and punish her!"

"Ah? Wouldn't that delay the prince's military affairs..."

"The prince said that the princess's matter is also very important, so I will take her away right now!"

After saying that, without giving Shen Ruchu time to react, he turned around and walked out, then picked up the green bamboo and dragged it away.

Seeing this, Nanny Wang asked anxiously, "Princess, how could you allow him to take that person away?"

Shen Ruchu was still immersed in it and hadn't come back to his senses. He looked confused and said, "The prince wants to vent my anger, why can't he allow him to take the person away?"

"You...Oh!" Nanny Wang was so angry that she was speechless, feeling helpless as if she was disappointed in her parents.

……

Qiurong Pavilion.

Su Lanyin was shivering all over. Even though she was lying in bed with several layers of quilts, she still felt very cold.

Fu Wuyang ordered someone to light the stove to warm up the room.

On the other side, Xiao Han sent Cuizhu back to the side room and asked other maids to take care of her before reporting.

At night, both the master and the servant had a fever, so they asked a doctor to see them. After Cuizhu took the medicine, her condition improved, but Su Lanyin still had a high fever.

Fu Wuyang was so anxious that he was fuming: "What's going on? Why haven't you gotten better after taking the medicine?"

The doctor said, "Your Highness, the concubine must have caught a severe cold, which is why she has a high fever. It's not a good idea to keep using medicine right now, but you can use a hot towel to wipe her whole body, which can also help reduce the fever."

"If we soak it in hot water, will it be faster?"

"It stands to reason."

"Okay, I understand. You go and keep watch outside."

"Yes."

The doctor left, and Fu Wuyang immediately told the maid beside him: "Go prepare some hot water."

"Yes!"

……

After a while, the hot water was finally ready. Fu Wuyang held the still unconscious Su Lanyin in his arms and walked towards the bathroom.

After taking off his clothes, he held her and sat in the pool. He could almost feel that her body temperature was almost higher than the temperature of the pool water.

He hugged her from behind and splashed the warm pool water on her neck and cheeks, hoping that she would recover quickly.

Su Lanyin was dizzy from the burns. She opened her eyes, only to see a white mist in her sight. She thought she was dreaming.

"Your Majesty..."

In a trance, she blurted out subconsciously.

Fu Wuyang became nervous and asked quickly: "Yinyin, are you awake?"

Su Lanyin leaned weakly against his chest, her head tilted, and she mumbled: "I... I'm worried... about your health..."

The scene of Fu Wuyang being shot by an arrow emerged in her mind, and she vaguely remembered that there was still some poison left in his body.

But so many things had happened recently that she hadn't had time to help him clean up.

Now, in a daze, I suddenly remembered it.

"Your poison...is not healed yet..."

Fu Wuyang's body suddenly stiffened, and the arms around her slowly tightened, as if he wanted to melt her into his arms.

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, his expression gloomy and his tone suppressed.

"Were you worried about Fu Mingchuan just now?"

Su Lanyin's breathing was a little rapid, and her face was redder than before. She looked back at him, her eyes blurred and confused.

"Fu Mingchuan...you...why are you here..."

She wanted to push him away, but her whole body fell powerlessly into his arms.

"Don't...don't be here...if someone sees us..."

Fu Wuyang held her face in his hands, his eyes filled with anger.

"Who will see it?"

"I have no idea……"

"Yinyin, are you in love with me? Even when you have a high fever and you are not in your right mind, you are still thinking about me. Do you want me to hold you in my arms and take you away?"

Su Lanyin had no strength left and her head felt dizzy and drooping. Fu Wuyang could only hold the back of her head and press his forehead against hers.

"Su Lanyin, answer me!"

"Uh... let me go..." She tried to struggle but to no avail, "We... can't do this..."

Fu Wuyang's nose rubbed her cheek gently, his voice low, hoarse and full of magnetism.

"Who do you want to do this with? If you can have physical contact, who would that person be?"

Su Lanyin closed her eyes, and Fu Wuyang's face appeared in her mind. She opened her mouth, and her voice was extremely weak.

"I... hope... that person... is..."

As she spoke, she began to feel drowsy.

Fu Wuyang held her in his arms, his eyes gloomy: "It seems... there is indeed such a person.

At this moment, Su Lanyin felt her mind went blank.

She tried hard to open her eyes, but a cloud of white mist appeared in front of her.

In a trance, she heard someone asking her many questions in a deep voice in her ear.

[“Yinyin, are you in love with me? Even when you have a high fever and you are not in your right mind, you are still thinking about me. Do you want me to hold you in my arms and take you away?”

"Then who do you want to do this with? If you can have physical contact, who would that person be?"

She thought to herself: Am I dreaming? Why is Fu Wuyang the only one in my dream?

His gentle yet powerful hands caressed her gradually cooling cheeks.

"Yinyin, what are you thinking about? Tell me, okay?"

The man's tough yet pleading tone echoed in her ears, and she frowned slightly.

"No...no..."

Fu Wuyang's hand slid down little by little and hugged her slender and soft waist.

"In your fantasy, does that person hold you like this?"

"Uh……"

He said, gently touching her face again.

"Did he touch your face?"

"No..." Su Lanyin wanted to dodge.

Fu Wuyang lowered his head and kissed her collarbone, leaving a red kiss mark.

"Did he ever kiss you like this?"

Su Lanyin trembled all over: "Please don't do this..."

Seeing her blushing and charming face, Fu Wuyang couldn't help but said in her arms: "You are such a demon, no wonder flies want to stick to you!"

He hugged her, asserting his sovereignty, his tone firm and unquestionable.

"Yinyin, remember my words, no one dares to covet my things, including you!"

……

When I woke up again, it was already three days later.

As soon as Su Lanyin opened her eyes, she felt dizzy.

She sat up and Chunxiang was standing by the bed.

"Concubine, are you awake?"

"What's wrong with me..." she wondered.

Chunxiang replied: "You caught a cold and slept for three days in a daze. Even when you woke up, you were still groggy."

"Where's Cuizhu?"

"Sister Cuizhu also caught a cold, but not as seriously as you. She is still recuperating in the side room."

"That's it. Thank you for your hard work."

Chunxiang shook her head repeatedly: "It's not hard for me, the one who is really hard-working is the prince. He takes care of you day and night, feeds you medicine with his own hands, and even carries you to the bathroom to wash. He is so considerate and attentive."