Chapter 181 The Third Prince’s Dark Moonlight Eunuch 18

Sima Yi glared at Shen Xinran, picked up the medicine bowl and prepared to drink it.

Seeing this, Shen Xinran immediately added, "Master, once you drink the medicine I worked so hard to make, you can no longer be angry with me."

Sima Yi placed the medicine bowl back on the bedside, then hooked his finger at Shen Xinran. "Come here."

Shen Xinran was curious and leaned closer. Unexpectedly, Sima Yi suddenly raised his hand and hit her head hard.

"Okay, I'm not angry anymore." Sima Yi had a calm expression after the beating. He picked up the medicine bowl and started drinking.

Shen Xinran touched his head, feeling a little aggrieved. He had a fever, so why was he still so strong?

Sima Yi drank the antipyretic medicine, but he was still running a fever. Shen Xinran could only stay by Sima Yi's bedside, wiping his sweat and feeding him water, like a filial son!

But in the second half of the night, he held Shen Xinran's hand and kept shouting, "Mother, don't go, don't leave me."

This made Shen Xinran suddenly stunned. Did Sima Yi's mother commit suicide? Why did he tell her not to leave?

But seeing Sima Yi's eyes tightly closed, lost in a nightmare, Shen Xinran sighed deeply. She patted Sima Yi's hand and said softly, "Okay, okay, mother will not leave."

After Shen Xinran finished speaking, he carefully glanced at Sima Yi's expression. Seeing that he did not open his eyes, he nodded. It seemed that he was really confused this time due to the fever.

Perhaps her words worked, Sima Yi actually became quiet, but he never let go of her hand.

Shen Xinran couldn't go back to her little bed, so she could only lie down beside Sima Yi's bed and fall into a deep sleep.

As the first ray of morning sunlight poured into the house through the window, Sima Yi slowly opened his eyes.

He lay quietly on the bed, his eyes looking into the distance, his thoughts drifting to the distant past. He murmured softly, "Why did you abandon me?"

Although Sima Yi's voice was weak, Shen Xinran was still awakened. She raised her head suddenly and asked, "Who?"

Sima Yi replied expressionlessly: "No one."

After he finished speaking, he pressed Shen Xinran's head back down. "Go back to sleep."

Shen Xinran hummed, closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep.

However, she suddenly realized: Since Sima Yi has woken up, why should she still lie here and sleep? Isn't it uncomfortable?

Shen Xinran raised her head again and looked directly into Sima Yi's eyes. "I want to go back to my little bed and sleep."

Sima Yi nodded slightly, "Go ahead."

Shen Xinran raised the hand that Sima Yi was holding tightly, "Then you have to let go of my hand first."

Sima Yi then realized that he had been holding Shen Xinran's hand, and he let go of her hand as if he had been electrocuted.

Shen Xinran's hands were free again. She waved her arms in the air a few times and stretched.

Sima Yi, however, felt inexplicably empty inside. He stared at Shen Xinran's back and remained silent for a long time. Could it be that he really had fallen in love with a young eunuch?

In order to take care of Sima Yi, Shen Xinran almost stayed awake all night, so she fell asleep on the bed.

But after she fell asleep, Sima Yi quietly got up and walked to her bedside.

He stared at her sleeping face, his eyes revealing a complex emotion, a hint of confusion and a hint of tenderness.

Time passed little by little, Sima Yi couldn't help but bend down, and his lips gently fell on Shen Xinran's lips.

The moment they got close, his heart seemed to jump out of his throat. A strange feeling of excitement spread in his heart, and the pounding came like a tide, silent but strong.

Shen Xinran opened her eyes in a half-asleep state, only to see Sima Yi standing awkwardly at the head of her bed, with an unnatural blush on his face.

She asked hoarsely, "What are you doing here?"

Sima Yi thought his behavior had been discovered, and his expression became extremely unnatural. He stammered, "I didn't do anything. I just... I just wanted to see if you were asleep."

Shen Xinran didn't investigate further and fell into a deep sleep again, but he was thinking in his heart: It's almost summer, and the people from the previous dynasty should be here soon!

Cao Qingyan had a twin brother who was once the crown prince of the previous dynasty. The people of the previous dynasty gave up Cao Qingyan for the crown prince, but the crown prince was frail and died soon after.

The people of the previous dynasty wanted to revolt again and had to find a new royal bloodline. So they thought of Cao Qingyan, hoping that she could replace the prince and restore the glory of the previous dynasty.

Sima Yi returned to his bedside and sat down, feeling his wildly beating heart. He was sure that he really fell in love with a eunuch.

But how could he fall in love with a eunuch? Isn't this too ridiculous?

But it doesn’t matter. As long as he can stand high enough, no one can say anything about him.

…

The next morning, when Shen Xinran went to the imperial kitchen to get breakfast, she was accidentally knocked down by an old man. The old man gently helped her up, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Just as Shen Xinran was about to speak, the old man quickly pulled her aside, tears welling in his eyes as he excitedly said, "Princess, I finally found you."

Chen Xinran was suspicious and asked cautiously, "Who are you? Why should I trust you?"

The old man smiled slightly, took out half a jade pendant from his bosom, and handed it to Shen Xinran. "Do you still remember the jade pendants you and the prince each held?"

Shen Xinran glanced at the jade pendant and nodded.

She had seen this half jade pendant among the items left by the original owner. It seemed that this old man was indeed from the previous dynasty.

Even though he knew the prince was dead, Shen Xinran still went through the motions and asked, "Where is my brother?"

Tears welled up in the old man's eyes, and he choked up as he spoke, "At the end of last year, the Crown Prince unfortunately caught a cold and died. They said you were dead too, but I still can't believe it."

The old man took a deep breath and continued, "So, during this time, I have been delivering food to the palace, just to find your trace. You don't know that you look exactly like the prince, so much so that I recognized you immediately when I saw you."

Suddenly, an angry roar came from the imperial kitchen: "Old Wu, what are you still dawdling about? Come here!"

The old man hurriedly patted Shen Xinran's hand and whispered, "Princess, I will come to the palace to deliver food at the hour of Mao tomorrow. I will wait here and help you escape from the palace."

After the old man finished speaking, he hurried into the imperial kitchen, gave the person who called out a flattering smile, and repeatedly replied: "I'm coming, I'm coming, I'll be leaving soon."

Shen Xinran watched the old man's back as he left, her brow furrowed. She had assumed the former courtiers would be coming to find her soon, but she hadn't expected them to arrive so quickly, leaving Sima Yi's illness far behind.