Upon hearing Xiao Yunying's words, Chen Yuancheng lowered his head and pretended to look at the items on the stall, concealing the faint joy on his face.

Xiao Yunying asked the stall owner, "Do you have any smaller velvet flowers? My little girl is too young and her hair is too thin to wear such a big one."

The stall owner shook his head and said, "This is the smallest one."

Xiao Yunying reluctantly put down the velvet flower in her hand and walked towards another stall.

Chen Yuancheng picked up the velvet flower and asked, "Can I order a pair that are smaller?"

"I'm sorry, young master, I didn't make it. I got the goods from someone else."

Chen Yuancheng could only carefully observe the details of the velvet flowers; he could go back and have a craftsman make them.

A young woman quietly walked up to him and kept stealing glances at him.

"Is Young Master Chen choosing velvet flowers?"

Xiao Yunying tilted her head curiously and glanced at the girl who had obviously asked a pointless question, only to receive a glare from the maid next to her.

Xiao Yunying gave the maid a cold look.

She had long noticed that every time she went out with Chen Yuancheng, she attracted the attention of many girls.

Chen Yuancheng is handsome, so it's perfectly normal for him to attract girls.

But most of the girls only dared to watch from afar and didn't dare to go up and talk to her.

This was the first time she had encountered a girl who dared to approach her and strike up a conversation, so she glanced at her out of curiosity.

Her attire clearly indicates she's from a wealthy family; no wonder she has the confidence to come here.

She didn't intend to get involved, after all, it was Chen Yuancheng's private matter, and quietly continued to select velvet flowers at the stall.

Chen Yuancheng was so focused on observing the velvet flower in his hand that he didn't hear anyone speaking to him.

The girl was persistent and waited for him to finish looking at the velvet flowers. She casually picked up a box of face powder, opened it, and a gust of wind blew a little powder towards Chen Yuancheng.

The stall owner reminded her, "Miss, it's getting windy now, and the perfume powder will be blown away. Please cover yourself up a bit."

The girl shook the box in her hand: "What kind of rubbish is this? Do you think I, this young lady, care about it? Even my maid doesn't use this."

The maid behind her tossed a piece of silver to the stall owner: "It's just a box of cheap face powder, my young lady can afford it."

The stall owner took the money but dared not say anything. He was just a street vendor and couldn't afford to offend the daughters of powerful and wealthy families.

Chen Yuancheng was brought back to his senses by the noise. He put down the velvet flower and frowned: "What's that smell?"

The girl thought the scent of the face powder had attracted Chen Yuancheng's attention, so she moved the box towards him.

"Young Master Chen, this is the scent of the face powder I bought. Do you like it?"

Chen Yuancheng covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve and took two steps back: "That's not what I meant, take it off."

Ling Qi stepped forward, blocking her young master's path: "Young lady, please stay away from my young master. He doesn't like..."

The maid behind the girl shoved Ling Qi aside: "You rude servant, how dare you block my young lady's way? What do you want to do?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the girl stepped forward. Seeing that Chen Yuancheng had lowered his sleeves, she thought this was a good chance to attract his attention, so she stretched out her arm and presented the face powder box to him.

In his haste, he shoved the face powder box right up to Chen Yuancheng's mouth and nose, leaving pink powder all over his face.

Caught off guard, Chen Yuancheng inhaled quite a bit of the powder, and his expression changed. He forcefully pushed the girl's arm away and knocked the powder box away.

The girl clutched her aching arm, tears welling in her eyes, and looked at Chen Yuancheng: "Young Master Chen..."

To everyone's surprise, Chen Yuancheng was seen sitting on the ground, leaning against the stall, one hand on his chest, panting heavily.

The girl was so frightened by his appearance that she took a few steps back: "Young Master Chen, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Qi frantically wiped her young master's mouth and nose: "Young master, are you alright? Wait here, Ling Qi will go find a doctor right away."

Xiao Yunying's expression also changed; she looked at Chen Yuancheng's symptoms and they seemed so much like an asthma attack.

"Ling Qi, what illness does your young master suffer from?"

“My young master is suffering from wheezing. I would like to trouble Miss Xiao to take care of him while I go and fetch a doctor.”

Wheezing? Isn't that just asthma?

"Ling Qi, don't go to find a doctor yet. Help me carry your young master to a nearby inn and find a quiet room. I can save your young master."

"Didn't Miss Xiao say she didn't know anything about medicine?"

"Don't ask so many questions. I told you I can save him. Quickly get your young master to the nearest inn."

“Ling Qi…”

Chen Yuancheng called out his name with difficulty, but could not say anything else. Ling Qi understood what her young master meant and picked him up in a princess carry: "Miss Xiao, come with me."

Wow, that's some serious boyfriend material!

Xiao Yunying slapped her head. What was she thinking about at a time like this?

She quickly followed, leaving the oxcart waiting outside the inn, and tossed a five-tael silver ingot onto the counter: "Get a quiet, superior room, quick."

The shopkeeper hesitated before saying, "Miss, this patient..."

Xiao Yunying knew what the innkeeper was worried about: "He's fine, he just needs to rest for a while. If you delay any longer and something happens to him, you won't be able to keep this inn open."

Seeing that the person suffering from the illness was dressed in the finest silk, the innkeeper dared not say anything and personally led the way to the room at the very end of the second floor.

Ling Qi placed Chen Yuancheng on the bed, and Xiao Yunying said, "Get out. Don't come in unless I call you."

"My young master..."

"I told you I would save him, so stop dawdling and get out of here. Oh, and bring a basin of warm water."

Xiao Yunying chased Ling Qi out, bolted the door, and with her back to him, took out a small portable oxygen cylinder and the asthma inhaler she used in her previous life from the pharmacy.