Shengjing Noble

Chapter 326 Random thoughts

This sentence was so funny that Su Lanyin couldn't help but sneer out loud.

"What are you laughing at!" the fake Su Lanyin asked angrily.

"No, nothing." She waved her hands quickly, "I'm not feeling well and want to vomit. Bye."

After saying that, Su Lanyin covered her mouth and quickly ran out the door, followed closely by Fu Wuyang. Kang Chenxi looked around, then smiled and nodded, and followed her out.

Ye Xi put away the receipt and turned to look at the father and son of the Ye family. His eyes were cold and without any emotion.

"This is the last time I call you father. After this matter is resolved, I only hope that you can keep your promise, write the letter of severance, and then leave the Ye family."

After saying this, she turned and left, her back resolutely showing no trace of hesitation or reluctance.

This house has long ceased to be a home to her.

After all, the only mother who had been kind to her had passed away, and what remained were just two strangers with blood ties... no, it should be said that they were enemies.

They wish they could suck every drop of blood out of me. If I continue to indulge them, sooner or later, this father and son will gnaw me till there is not a bone left.

Although Ye Xi was also in pain, she was sober enough. The more painful it was, the more she had to grit her teeth and persevere.

When all the suffering is over, she will surely be greeted by a bright future.

……

Right wing room.

As soon as Su Lanyin came back, she hid under the quilt and continued to lie down. Now she was a patient and always felt dizzy.

Plus, I couldn't help but meddle in other people's business just now, so I felt even more tired now.

She didn't know how long it had been before she felt thirsty and subconsciously called out, "Cuizhu...water..."

She forgot that Cuizhu was not here and she was the only one in the room.

But when a warm and strong hand supported the back of her neck, she was in a trance for a moment and slowly opened her eyes.

The vision turned from blurry to clear, and what appeared in front of him was not Cuizhu's childish little face, but Fu Wuyang's stunningly handsome face.

She was stunned for a moment, then sat up and looked at him in surprise.

"W-Prince?"

Why is he here?

Fu Wuyang held the teacup in one hand, and the other hand was still frozen in mid-air, the same posture as when he was supporting her just now.

"You are sick, and I am worried that your fever will come back, so I came to see you."

Su Lanyin felt a little warm in her heart. She smiled shyly and said with her head down, "Why does the prince care about me so much?"

She originally thought that he came to take care of her because he was worried about her, but his answer made her feel disappointed.

"I'm afraid you'll die and I won't be able to explain to your mother."

The ambiguous atmosphere that had just heated up was shattered in an instant, making people feel cold in their hearts.

Su Lanyin was speechless, then she unceremoniously snatched the cup from his hand and took a few sips.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Even if I die, my mother won't blackmail you."

Fu Wuyang raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "What you said doesn't count."

"Then who has the final say?"

"If you really die, can you still say what you want to say?"

"Are you really hoping that I'll die?" Su Lanyin glared at him angrily.

Fu Wuyang looked at her puffy little face and thought it was so cute that he couldn't help but reach out and gently scratch the tip of her nose.

This action was so intimate that their eyes met and they were both stunned for a moment.

The room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, and they seemed to hear each other's increasingly intense heartbeats.

Su Lanyin's face turned visibly red, and the heat made her very uncomfortable.

Fu Wuyang asked nervously: "Are you okay? Do you have a fever again?"

He quickly put his hand on her forehead, and his cold palm warmed and relieved the rising fever in her.

But my heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

Su Lanyin just felt that she didn't like herself like this. She couldn't control the surging emotions in her heart, which made her, who was originally calm and composed, become nervous and anxious.

She awkwardly stuffed the teacup in her hand to Fu Wuyang, then immediately lay down and covered herself with the quilt, not daring to show even her head.

It seemed that only in this way could he gain a sense of security and find some respite from his anxiety.

"I, I'm sleepy, Your Majesty, please go back and rest!"

She shouted to him to leave from under the quilt, but Fu Wuyang didn't dare to leave because he was worried about her.

"When I was young, I always had a fever in the middle of the night. Maybe you will be the same. Why don't I stay here to watch over you tonight?"

Hearing that he was not leaving but wanted to stay with her, Su Lanyin immediately crawled out from under the quilt and shook her head frantically at him.

"No, no, Your Majesty, please go back and rest. I can take care of myself."

"How can that be possible? You are a patient..."

"Why don't you find a maid?"

She interrupted him, a little emotional, and it was obvious that she was reluctant for him to stay.

Fu Wuyang felt a little lost and couldn't help but think about all sorts of things.

Does she not like me to stay with her, or does she simply hate him?

She's still acting so strong even though she's sick. It seems like she really doesn't want to be with him.

Fu Wuyang still had some hope and asked again, "Are you sure you don't need my care?"

"Yes! It's really not necessary!"

Su Lanyin thought to herself, brother, please leave quickly. I feel feverish when I see you. If you continue like this, the fever will never go away.

Fu Wuyang could only nod: "Okay, then I will go find a maid."

"Yes, yes, yes... Your Majesty, please go back and rest early."

After she finished speaking, she crawled back into the quilt and stopped looking at him, while Fu Wuyang stood up and walked out, but he walked away reluctantly, looking back at the bed every three steps.

Even when he stood at the door, the person under the quilt did not show his head to try to keep him.

Fu Wuyang didn't know why, but he felt a sense of suffocation in his chest. He turned around and strode out of the room.

Not long after he left, a maid came to take care of Su Lanyin.

……

The roof of the Ye family’s Feiyue Pavilion.

The sea of ​​stars is vast and the evening breeze is gentle.

Fu Wuyang was leaning against the green-tiled roof, admiring the night sky with his head tilted upwards, the jar of wine in his hand half empty.

When Kang Chenxi heard the noise of tiles, he went to the yard to check. When he turned around, he saw Fu Wuyang leaning against the roof, throwing down two pieces of broken tiles from time to time.

He looked up and asked, "Master, why are you not sleeping so late at night?"

Fu Wuyang curled his lips and didn't look at him. He picked up the jar of wine and took a sip. Then he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and continued to look up at the sky.

Seeing that he ignored her, Kang Chenxi found a ladder and placed it nearby, then climbed up to the roof step by step.

Because it was a slope, he could only hold on to the middle part with both hands, half-squatting and sticking out his butt, and slowly move to sit next to Fu Wuyang.

"Sir, why are you drinking here alone? Who has offended you?"

He had never seen the always carefree King Xiaoyao so depressed.

So, he overcame his fear of heights just to satisfy his inner curiosity.