The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading-Chapter 62 - 61 There’s Something On Your Mouth
Chapter 62: Chapter 61: There’s Something On Your Mouth
Chapter 62 -61: There’s Something On Your Mouth
After Xiao Jinyu had spoken, the other princes also laughed out loud.
“What Prince Jinyu said makes sense, it really does look like he’s been beaten up.”
“Who would be so bold as to beat up our eldest brother?”
Xiao Yunxuan watched as a bunch of people suddenly came storming in; he didn’t even have time to hide.
He hadn’t expected that by not leaving his quarters, they would come to visit him voluntarily.
He glared at Xiao Jinyu, who was laughing heartily, “Talking nonsense!
Who would dare lay a hand on me?”
When he spoke, he forgot about the wound on his face and accidentally stretched his injured skin, causing him to grimace in pain.
Xiao Jinyu picked up the copper mirror that Xiao Yunxuan had thrown away and handed it to him, pointing at his pig-headed face, “Big brother, how could I be talking nonsense?
Take a look for yourself, doesn’t that eye look like it’s been punched?”
Suppressing the urge to throw Xiao Jinyu out, Xiao Yunxuan snatched the copper mirror from his hand, “If you can’t speak properly, then keep quiet.”
Xiao Jinyu wasn’t intimidated by Xiao Yunxuan at all, he wasn’t going to leave!
Xiao Jinyan stared at Xiao Yunxuan’s pig-head-like face for a while, and even now he found the idea of stuffing Xiao Yunxuan into a sack and beating him up particularly satisfying.
But he couldn’t remember where he had learned such a mean method.
“Big brother, what did you do last night to end up looking so disheveled?”
Looking up to see Xiao Jinyan, Xiao Yunxuan remembered how proud he had been in front of Xiao Jinyan just yesterday, and now Xiao Jinyan saw him in such a shameful state.
Uncomfortably, he turned his head away, “I got drunk last night and took a spill accidentally.”
Xiao Jinyan’s thin lips curled up, “Is that so?
Then next time, big brother, you should be more careful and not end up like General Yu, who got so drunk he rolled off the city building and lost his life.”
General Yu was Xiao Yunxuan’s uncle, who was said to have fallen from the top of the city building while drunk and died on the spot.
Xiao Che nodded in agreement, “The Crown Prince is right, big brother should indeed be more careful next time.”
Xiao Yunxuan’s face stiffened; he always felt that Xiao Jinyan’s remark was an implication about him, otherwise why mention the uncle?
Xiao Jinyan did not stay for long and left after having his fill of the scene.
After the Autumn Hunting Expedition came to a close, the Emperor made his way back to the palace.
The happiest of all was Shen Chuwei, who was missing Chun Xi terribly.
Once the horse carriage had been prepared, Xiao Jinyan carried Shen Chuwei onto it.
The inside of the carriage was lined with mink fur blankets, and Xiao Jinyan had specifically ordered his subordinates to lay out three of them and also placed two soft pillows.
Sitting on the mink fur blankets and leaning against the soft pillows, Shen Chuwei felt as comfortable as if she were on a bed.
Having settled Shen Chuwei properly, Xiao Jinyan then sat down beside her, turned his head towards her, “If you’re uncomfortable, tell me, understand?”
Shen Chuwei nodded obediently, “I understand, Your Highness.”
The wound had been healing for two days; although it still hurt, it had improved quite a bit.
Xuetuan lay lazily on the mink fur blankets, its azure blue eyes occasionally fixing on the gray rabbit, and when bored, it casually toyed with the small creature using its paw.
The gray rabbit, looking terrified, huddled in the corner, not daring to move.
On the way, Shen Chuwei did nothing but eat and sleep.
Having just finished two plates of pastries and drunk some water, the well-fed Shen Chuwei dozed off, joining Duke Zhou in a game of chess.
Xiao Jinyan turned his head to look at Shen Chuwei and realized that while she had just been eating moments ago, she had already fallen asleep.
Xiao Jinyan reached out to tuck her in properly, noticing some pastry crumbs on the corner of her mouth.
Supporting the blanket with one hand, he leaned in and moved his slender finger towards her tender lips to wipe them off.
He watched Shen Chuwei for a good while; in her sleep, she looked as peaceful as a child.
Outside the horse carriage, the sounds of wheels could be heard incessantly.
Inside the carriage, the scene seemed to freeze in time.
They reached the East Palace the next morning.
By that time, Shen Chuwei was sleeping soundly.
Xiao Jinyan didn’t wake her; instead, he scooped her up in his arms and strode towards Xiyun Pavilion.
Chun Xi had heard from Steward Liu early in the morning that her young mistress was returning today, so she had been standing at the entrance of Xiyun Pavilion since early on, looking outward expectantly.
From afar, she saw His Highness carrying their Master back.
She ran up to meet them with joy in her steps.
Chun Xi bowed to His Highness, “Your Highness, may you have peace and prosperity.”
Xiao Jinyan carried Shen Chuwei without stopping his steps into Xiyun Pavilion.
Chun Xi sneaked a glance at His Highness carrying their Master and secretly rejoiced.
His Highness was too good to the young lady, carrying her back personally—such favor was not something other young ladies had.
Xiao Jinyan walked into the room, gently placed Shen Chuwei on the bed, and casually checked her wound.
Seeing it hadn’t split open, he then made sure she was properly covered with the blanket.
He commanded in a cold voice, “Shen Fengyi is injured.
During this time, let her eat something light; remember her diet.”
Chun Xi lowered her head and nodded, “This servant obeys.”
Xiao Jinyan glanced a few times at Shen Chuwei before turning to leave.
By the time Shen Chuwei woke up, it was just in time for lunch.
Seeing her Master awake, Chun Xi leaned over the bed and asked worriedly, “Young Lady, how did you get hurt when you were fine?”
Seeing Chun Xi, Shen Chuwei felt especially affectionate, “I took an arrow for His Highness.” She touched her stomach, “Let’s not talk about this; I’m hungry.”
“This servant will fetch the meal right away.” As soon as Chun Xi heard that her Master was hungry, she ran to bring the lunch without delay.
Shen Chuwei thought, seeing her getting skinnier, Chun Xi would surely prepare lots of delicious foods for her.
Finally, she could have meat again.
But when Shen Chuwei saw plain congee and simple dishes in front of her, she thought she was seeing things.
She took another look and confirmed she was not mistaken.
“Chun Xi, did you bring the wrong dishes?”
Chun Xi replied, “No, Young Lady, you are injured and can only have something light for now.”
In the past, even without meat, there was still oil in the dishes, and occasionally she could scrounge for more.
Now, having had no meat for three days, her stomach was devoid of any grease.
“Chun Xi, my wound is almost healed, I don’t need to be on a strict diet.”
“Young Lady, please endure it a bit longer.
His Highness specifically ordered that you should eat lightly for these few days.
I specially stewed black fish soup for you; I’ll serve it to you later.”
Stewed black fish soup—who could stomach it?
Shen Chuwei sighed, “I can’t live like this.”
After speaking, she resigned herself to drinking the congee and eating the side dishes.
Chun Xi said with a prideful face, “Young Lady, why say such disheartening words?
His Highness has been so good to you; you’ll have something to look forward to in the future.”
Shen Chuwei now finally understood, an unsympathetic conversation is worth half a sentence too much.
The news that the Crown Prince had carried Shen Chuwei back to Xiyun Pavilion quickly spread throughout the East Palace.
The first to receive the news was Lady Chang, and the most surprised was also Lady Chang.
“Someone saw His Highness carrying Shen Fengyi down from the horse carriage, and I also heard that when Shen Fengyi got on the carriage, His Highness carried her too,” Dongmei said with indignation.
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She had injured her foot, yet His Highness had never carried her, but he had carried Shen Fengyi.
Wasn’t her foot injury in vain then?
“Dongmei, go to His Highness’s sleeping quarters and say that my foot injury has worsened, and I can’t walk.”
“Yes.” Dongmei hurried off to the Crown Prince’s sleeping quarters.
Study Room
Eunuch Liu, holding a duster, walked in and bowed, “Your Highness, Dongmei from Xinlan Hall requests an audience.”
Xiao Jinyan said indifferently, “Let her come in.”
It wasn’t long before Eunuch Liu left that Dongmei entered, kneeling on the ground with a thud, “Your Highness, Lady Chang’s foot injury has worsened, and she can’t even walk.
Please visit her.”
Xiao Jinyan’s expression turned cold, “If the foot injury is severe, you should have sought the Imperial Doctor’s treatment immediately.”
Dongmei cried and said, “Your Highness, Lady Chang is in unbearable pain from her foot.
If you visit…”
Xiao Jinyan rebuked coldly, “If this palace goes, will Lady Chang’s foot injury be cured?”
