87 Chapter 87

◎She just doesn't love me.◎

"Why is the princess's face so hot?" Nanzhi stretched out her hand to touch Xu Qinghe's forehead, but immediately bounced away after just a touch. When she touched her hand again, it was also burning hot.

Lin Xiao quickly stood up and, together with Nanzhi, helped the princess to the elegant room on the second floor of the restaurant to rest, then ran downstairs to find a doctor.

The old doctor, who was over forty years old, was pulled over by her and wiped the sweat off his forehead after taking the patient's pulse.

"Don't worry, Madam. She just overworked yesterday and caught a cold, which is why she has a high fever. After taking the medicine and getting enough rest, the fever will subside tomorrow. After three to five days of good care, she will be back to health."

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

After Xu Qinghe drank the medicine, he felt drowsy, so he simply rested there. He woke up slowly when the sky was filled with orange-red sunset glow.

"After the restaurant opens, you can open a porridge stall in front of the door." She leaned against the head of the bed, letting Nanzhi massage her scalp while she gave instructions to Lin Xiao.

The two looked at each other, both puzzled: "Why would the princess open a porridge stall?"

Xu Qinghe said, "I've been looking for someone recently, and suddenly I remembered that there are many homeless beggars in the capital. Most of our money has been used to buy this restaurant, and we can't afford to hire others to look for people."

"Beggars only work to keep themselves fed. The porridge stall is a raft that attracts them here. When they arrive, you can secretly ask them if they are willing to help us find them."

After she actually left the palace and experienced the prices in the capital, she realized how far-fetched her previous idea of ​​finding someone on the dark web was.

Last night, when I was half asleep and half awake, I suddenly remembered the little beggar I had once looked for, and this idea came to my mind.

This restaurant is now Lin Xiao's property. The identity that Lin Xiao used to enter the palace was also forged by Wei Che, so this matter would never be traced back to her, the Princess of Nan'an Prefecture.

"It's getting late. Princess, would you like to have dinner outside before going back?"

Lin Xiao asked this question, but the princess did not answer for a long time.

Nanzhi looked at it expectantly, still hoping to have the opportunity to experience the delicious food outside the city.

Xu Qinghe thought for a long time and finally said, "Let's go back home." Then he heard the two little girls beside him sigh softly.

She couldn't help but curl her lips and smile: "I'll take you out to eat next time."

The two of them happily agreed. She also instructed Lin Xiao that Nanzhi should bring the shop in the building back to her house every two weeks for her to check. After explaining everything clearly, she took Nanzhi back in the carriage.

The remaining summer heat is slowly dissipating. Without the terrifying scorching heat of the sun, pedestrians walk around the streets more freely. For a while, the streets are crowded with people and very lively.

"Princess, would you like to go down for a walk?"

Xu Qinghe shook his head imperceptibly.

She didn't have much strength left and was afraid she couldn't even get out of the car.

Despite this, he still lifted a corner of the car curtain and looked out, and saw a pastry shop called Tianxiangzhai.

Every time Wei Che brought back snacks for himself, they were printed with the logo of this shop.

"...Nanzhi, go ask if there are any Tengluo cakes left."

Nanzhi left immediately, and soon returned to the car window to report, "Princess, the shop owner said that the last portion of Tengluo Cake was about to be sold, and there is no more left."

She thought the princess wanted to eat it, so she asked again: "I guess that person hasn't gone far yet. If the princess wants to eat it, why don't I go catch him and buy him back at a high price?"

Xu Qinghe pursed her lips, her ears still buzzing. She raised her hand and pressed her scalp, and the pain was slightly relieved.

"No need, just go buy some plum blossom cakes and lotus cakes."

When I returned to the mansion, it was already dusk.

After dinner time, Xu Qinghe didn't plan to bother the kitchen again, so he just asked Nanzhi to make him a bowl of soft and light soup noodles.

"The princess is so thoughtful. She needs to take medicine two quarters of an hour after dinner. The medicine smells bitter to me, so these cakes can help to calm it down." Nanzhi said as she was about to open the pastry.

"Wait." Xu Qinghe swallowed a mouthful of noodle soup, lowered his eyes, and stared at the salty and fragrant noodle soup in the bowl with chopped green onions and coriander floating in it.

Nanzhi was confused and stopped where he was, just waiting quietly for her instructions.

After a while, I heard the princess say, "Send these to the front yard."

Nanzhi was stunned.

Only then did he realize that neither the wisteria cake from earlier, nor the plum blossom cake and lotus cake that were later replaced, might be what the princess wanted, but she specially prepared them for the prince.

Just now, the princess refused to have dinner outside, probably intending to come back and have dinner with the prince, but she came back empty-handed.

She was somewhat reluctant, but she couldn't go against the princess's wishes, so she had to carry the food box and go out.

Xu Qinghe lowered her head and listened to the sound of her footsteps gradually fading away. She couldn't help but think of the sound of Wei Che leaving without saying a word last night, which was also the sound of him slowly fading away.

He loves to use the fragrance of spring in the snow, so he must like plum blossoms.

His courtyard is also called Fenghe Courtyard, and there is a lotus pond not far away. I guess he also likes lotus.

So she guessed that even though he didn't buy the wisteria cake, he would probably like the plum and lotus flavored cakes?

But what if he doesn't like it?

If he doesn't like it, then he doesn't like it. It's not easy for her to ask someone to deliver it to him once. If he doesn't like it, then she will never deliver it to him again.

She was lost in thought and when she turned around, the noodles in the bowl had already gone cold. She simply put down her chopsticks, asked someone to remove the bowl and chopsticks, and then leaned back on the couch to take a rest.

My head hurts so much, my body feels weak, and there is still a buzzing sound in my ears.

Not long after, Nanzhi came back angrily.

The food box was not handed out, but was still held in her palm, and then placed on the table with a "clang".

Xu Qinghe raised her eyelids slightly and asked her, "He's not here?"

Nanzhi snorted, "The servant in the front yard said that the prince went out early this morning and hasn't come back yet."

Seeing that the princess didn't react, she added, "Princess, do you know where he went? Yichun Tower! The most famous brothel in the capital!"

Xu Qinghe paused slightly in rubbing her scalp and stayed there for a long time, so long that Nanzhi even wondered if she had fallen asleep.

"...Princess?" She was a little nervous. She shouldn't have reported the matter to the princess so directly just now.

Others can't see it, so can't she see it?

The princess nowadays is clearly in love with the other girl, but the prince is different. It hasn’t been long since he took in a concubine, but he has already gone to the brothels again to indulge in them!

"No problem, let him be."

She closed her eyes, making it impossible to discern her expression. Even her voice couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad. "Just give the cakes to the people downstairs to share."

Nanzhi looked at him worriedly, and finally just replied "yes".

**

Yichun Tower is the most lively after dark.

The hall was crowded with people, and the sounds of stringed instruments and orchestras filled the air. The dancers on the high platform twisted their slender legs, and the silver bells on their wrists tinkled with their steps, captivating countless people.

Wei Che stood at the railing on the second floor with his hands behind his back, looking down.

Fu Zongying walked over and looked down along his line of sight. When she saw where his eyes were directed, she couldn't help but sigh, "You're already married, why are you still staring at a dancer?"

Thinking of his own girl who would get angry if he looked at anyone else for even a second, he couldn't help but sigh, "Is your princess so good-tempered that she let you stay here all day? It's already this late, and she hasn't even sent anyone to look for you."

Wei Che came back to his senses and patted the boy next to him on the head. "What nonsense! I didn't see it. Don't talk nonsense in front of her. Besides, that girl has a bad temper."

Thinking of the determination in her eyes last night, he sneered again: "She is too careless to care about me. Believe it or not, even if I rest here for three days and three nights, she won't care."

Fu Zongying: "Hearing you say that, she must have a very good temper. If it were that girl Ruan Ling, she would have come to chop me with a knife a long time ago."

Wei Che laughed, but his face was full of bitterness: "She is not good-tempered, she just doesn't love me."

Because I don’t love you, I don’t care.

"Didn't I ask you to pick someone up? Did you pick him up?" This kid started talking about random things as soon as he came back, but never mentioned the serious business.

After the matter in the southern border was completed, he left half of his men there and called the other half back to the capital.

Calculating the time, he should have arrived this morning, but after waiting here for most of the day, there was still no news, so I had no choice but to send Fu Zongying out to meet him.

Fu Zongying said, "I've received it. There was a heavy rain last night, and someone got caught in the rain and developed a high fever, so they were delayed for most of the day."

Yichunlou is a place with a mixed crowd, making it the best place for gatherings.

What's more, he has a reputation as a playboy here, which makes it even more convenient.

Several former members of the Southern Frontier Army disguised themselves and sneaked into the building. They were taken to a private room on the second floor. When they looked up, they saw their former major general standing in front of them.

Several people hurriedly bowed and greeted him, but they called him "Prince", which showed that they had reached a consensus with Wei Che long ago.

"How's it going?"

"My Lord, apart from the Standard Battalion and the Special Battalion directly led by the Wei brothers, the rest are under our control."

The Southern Border governs three states in total, and the troops of the three states are combined into the Southern Border Army. They were originally commanded by the Prince of Nannan, but now they are all under the control of the Duke of Fuguo.

The army is divided into five battalions: standard troops, cavalry, reinforcements, special troops and mobile troops.

Among them, the Standard Battalion had the largest number of troops, and the Special Battalion was the most elite, so the Duke of Fuguo handed over the troops of these two battalions to his two sons.

Wei Che nodded and asked about many details of the matter.

By the time everything was over, it was already midnight.

At this time, the girl was probably asleep, so why should he go back to disturb her?

Wei Che thought about it and decided to stay in Yichun Tower. He returned home slowly after breakfast the next day.

"Go to the backyard and take a look for me." In the study in the front yard of Fenghe Courtyard, Wei Che picked up a book and instructed Fu Zongying who was standing beside him.

Fu Zongying refused: "I won't go. Your wife is not my wife, so why should I go?"

Wei Che coughed and said, "Who said I asked you to see her? Go to her studio and take out those two portraits so they can go look for her."

Fu Zongying glanced at him coldly, and thought to himself: Just keep pretending.

Wei Che held the book tightly and read it for a long time, but he didn't read a single word. Instead, he stretched his neck and looked out the door several times.

"This brat, why hasn't he come back yet?"

When he finally saw his figure running towards him, he subconsciously stood up, but then he felt something was wrong. He pretended to hold the book in front of him and asked calmly, "Where's the painting? Did you get it?"

Fu Zongying raised her eyebrows and looked at him, then raised the two scrolls in her hands: "Here, these were given to me by Miss Nanzhi herself."

Wei Che took the painting, and without asking any questions, he had already closed his ears, hoping that this boy would be more sensible and take the initiative to tell him about the girl's situation.

He went out to hang out all day yesterday, and I don't know if she was angry.

But why would she be angry? She didn't care.

Thinking of this, Wei Che snorted in his heart again.

Fu Zongying looked at the man in front of him who clearly wanted to know but was unwilling to ask, and laughed: "Why don't you just ask what's going on in the backyard now?"

Wei Che sneered: "Why should I ask about what's going on in the backyard?"

Fu Zongying: "Oh, really? I just saw Miss Nanzhi hurriedly invite the court doctor over, you..."

Suddenly, a black shadow passed by his eyes, and the scroll that had just been held in someone's hand was thrown into the air and fell.

Fu Zongying quickly retrieved the drawing paper and smiled at the afterimage.

"Oh, you can't pretend anymore? I thought you were very capable and could pretend for a long time."