Chapter 53: Burning

"Why are they leaving one by one?" Princess Zhaoning sighed.

Wei Yanhua knew that something had probably happened.

"Why don't you say a word? Did I scare you?" Princess Zhaoning suddenly asked her.

Wei Yanhua lowered her head and said, "Yanhua has been clumsy with words since she was young. She is afraid of saying something wrong and causing displeasure for you, my Lord."

"Then how do you get along with the Princess?"

"How can it be more valuable than a princess's status?"

Princess Zhaoning stood up and said, "Let me go and see what's going on."

After she left, Wei Yanhua raised her head, a trace of worry between her brows.

At that time, Princess Kang was leaning against the head of the bed, and the maid beside her was fiddling with the incense cakes in the oven, which were used to calm the mind.

"Even Princess Zhaoning condescended to come here, but the Qin girl still hasn't appeared." Princess Kang was very dissatisfied.

The nanny standing outside the door whispered a few words to someone, then trotted in, bowed and said, "It is said that the princess is about to come."

Princess Kang's face fell. "What happened next? Did he ask the prince to stop him? Or did he find some excuse along the way?"

"Fell into the water."

"What?"

"And His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also fell into the water."

Princess Kang sat up straight and asked, "Is there anything wrong, Your Highness?"

"It's all right. The Crown Prince and the Crown Princess are both in the front, so I don't think there will be any trouble. But people can't come... but..."

"Just what?"

"Would the princess like to visit?"

Princess Kang slowly lay back down, furious. "It's me who's had my old illness flare up today! How come I'm the one who ends up visiting them? No!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..."

"Go talk to the prince." Princess Kang turned over in anger and pulled the veil.

When King Kang received the news, he was so shocked that his face changed slightly and he hurried to the prince.

The maid from the palace was squatting nearby, carefully applying medicine to the prince's hands.

Those scratches and traces of flipped fingernails are really shocking to see.

"How could he have fallen into the water?" King Kang turned around and blamed Fu Cheng, "How could such an oversight have occurred?"

The Crown Prince was no longer as angry as he was in front of Fu Yi. He seemed much calmer. He withdrew his hand and said, "It has nothing to do with you, my Lord. It's just that Princess Danshuo wanted to visit Princess Kang, so I asked my men to guide her. But they took the wrong road."

"This fool, I will castrate him when I return to the palace."

King Kang's mouth twitched, and he couldn't say any more words of blame.

There was silence in the room for a moment.

King Kang hurriedly said, "The Crown Prince was frightened today. I will send him back to the palace now."

The prince didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly said, "I'll go see Fu Yi's wife."

King Kang's eyes widened.

The prince realized that there was something wrong with what he said and immediately added, "She also fell into the water."

But it’s still not quite right.

The prince gave up.

Anyway, it’s not his reputation that’s bad.

"Let's go. What are you all doing here?" the prince urged.

King Kang had no choice but to take action.

When the prince and his entourage arrived, Fu Yi was taking the comb from the palace maid and combing Cheng Nianying's hair.

Cheng Nianying leaned over the table and asked in a muffled voice, "Are there any water plants?"

Fu Yi laughed: "No."

"Then why hasn't it healed after combing it for so long?"

“It’s fun.”

Cheng Nianying was stunned and couldn't help but touch her hair with her backhand. Is hair also fun?

"Like satin." Fu Yi said.

But it wasn’t like this before.

"She was raised after coming to the Prince's Mansion." So the Prince's Mansion really treated her very well.

"Oh? Really?" Fu Yi played with it twice with greater interest.

"Prince, the Crown Prince and the Prince have arrived." The servant outside the door lowered his voice.

Cheng Nianying sat up straight in a hurry, turned sideways and grabbed Fu Yi's sleeve first, then moved very close to him and asked in his ear in a very low voice: "Does the prince have a grudge against you too?"

Fu Yi smiled helplessly: "Yes. I am not gold or silver, how can I make everyone like me?"

This answer seems to be non-answer, and it avoids the core of the problem - what is "hatred".

But for Cheng Nianying, it was enough to make her know what was going on.

One cannot waver. Since she is in this position, she must first maintain consistency with Prince Danshuo.

The door creaked open.

The Crown Prince was pushed in first: "Is the Princess all right?"

Fu Yi hugged Cheng Nianying with one hand and answered for her, "Nothing."

This posture was even more awkward than a hug. Cheng Nianying's eyes flashed, but she held back.

The prince showed his hands and said, "I am seriously injured."

He looked at Cheng Nianying calmly.

The Princess of Danshuo County didn't even blink. ... She wasn't afraid at all.

Did she complain to Fu Yi that I was going to drown her?

Fu Yi grabbed Cheng Nianying's fingertips and said, "It's not necessarily lighter than your Highness's."

The pool wall is rough.

Cheng Nianying's fingertips were also covered with dense scratches.

The prince's eyelids twitched.

My waist and abdomen felt like they were burning.

King Kang, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up: "Hurry up and get some ointment!"

Cheng Nianying said softly, "It was wiped."

Prince Kang fell silent again. As a father-in-law, he couldn't express too much concern.

"It seems that we still have some conflicts with Prince Kang's Mansion." Fu Yi held Cheng Nianying's hand tightly, "Let's go back to the mansion."

Now that what needed to be done had been done, Cheng Nianying naturally nodded.

This scene seemed very cute. The Crown Prince and Fu Cheng took in the scene at the same time, each with their own thoughts.

King Kang's expression changed at this time: "Huai Yan, what are you talking about?"

Fu Cheng interrupted, "Father." "I'll send them out."

King Kang's expression calmed down: "Go ahead."

Fu Cheng pushed aside Wu Xun who was about to push the wheelchair and said in a low voice, "What did you do to offend the Crown Prince again? It made the Crown Prince look for trouble with your wife."

Fu Yi didn't answer, but glanced up at Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng stared straight ahead, appearing stiff.

Fu Cheng...didn't dare look at his princess.

"Don't worry about it, big brother." Fu Yi felt more and more annoyed. After saying this indifferently, he grabbed Cheng Nianying's hand.

Cheng Nianying, in turn, held the back of his hand, pushing the annoyance deeper into him.

She is indeed somewhat cute. Fu Yi's eyes were deep.

At this time, Wu Xun pushed Fu Cheng away with a fake smile and said, "My Lord, let me do it."

Fu Cheng stopped.

The image of those scratched hands and that remarkably calm face flashed through my mind again. It was a stark contrast, impossible to ignore.

…

Until the end of the banquet, no one waited for Cheng Nianying and others to come back.

Some noble ladies were still waiting for a chance to speak to Cheng Nianying, but they didn't get a single word. Some were also disappointed with the departure of the Prince and the Crown Prince.

The one who looked the most embarrassed was the Crown Prince's Consort, who saw off the guests extremely tiredly.

She thought her husband was going to talk to her about the affairs of his brother-in-law's house again today, but Fu Cheng only said to her: "You are tired too, rest early."

*

At that time, Princess Zhaoning had already returned to the palace with the prince.

"Brother Crown Prince." Princess Zhaoning called out to him, "What on earth happened today? Princess Danshuo, how did you treat her..."

"What can I do to her?" The prince interrupted impatiently, "Zhao Ning, you haven't given up on Fu Yi yet? Father had already rejected you outright. The princess's husband must not be an important official in the court."

Princess Zhaoning lowered her head and, somewhat pitifully, repeatedly stamped the ground with her toes. "Who can predict the future?"

The prince was stunned: "That's right."

If he ascended the throne, the first thing he would do would be to demote Fu Yi.

If he loses his official career, does it matter whether he is a prince consort or a duke?

I just wonder if Fu Yi’s wife will still have a place to stay at that time?

As the prince thought about it, he felt a burning sensation in his waist and abdomen again.

He thought he might be sick.

It’s not like he’s never been touched by a woman before...why is he having such a big reaction now?

The prince did not want to talk to Princess Zhaoning anymore, and hurriedly ordered the eunuch to push him back to the East Palace.

Back in the East Palace, the concubine wiped her tears and tried to take off his coat. Just as she was halfway through, she screamed in fear: "Prince... How could the Crown Prince be so badly injured?"

The prince looked in the mirror.

There was a purple patch on the waist and abdomen.

The scars left by those punches were only now becoming apparent, and the burning sensation was caused by this.

Prince: “…” All his fanciful thoughts vanished in an instant.

Well, at least it means he is not sick.

He turned sideways and tried to lie down to rest, but no matter how he moved, it hurt.

"What a cruel little bitch!" He cursed in his heart.