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Song Jin's trip lasted three days.

Cui Huaiji took care of her personally without any care, which moved Qingwu so much that she burst into tears.

She had thought that her lady must have suffered a lot of injustices because of her coma, so she had prepared for the worst and would not let her lady suffer. However, she never thought that the Marquis was more concerned than she was and even blamed her for not taking good care of her.

Qing Wu nodded secretly. When her wife woke up, she would tell her how good the Marquis was to her. He was much better than that damn Seventh Prince!

"Go down and have a rest first. I will call you if there is anything."

"yes."

Qing Wu closed the door quietly.

Cui Huaiji reached out and felt the temperature of her forehead, and found that she was not feverish.

The imperial physician said that Song Jin would have fever symptoms in the next few days, but he would be fine as long as he could get through the fever.

The people in the room tried their best to take care of her, and she never had a fever.

He was really worried, so he decided to stay and take care of her tonight.

A dark shadow fell outside the door.

Butler Zhao did not come in, but asked him through the door: "Master, those guys in the backyard are making a fuss again."

Cui Huaiji didn't even blink: "You and Shi An take care of her, and Japan will go and comfort her later."

"yes."

He stared at the sleeping person on the bed, smiled helplessly, and reached out to touch her nose: "Little liar slave, I abandoned those little guys in order to take care of you. If I can't coax them back, you will be responsible."

The person on the bed naturally wouldn't answer him.

The night gradually deepened.

Out of consideration for Song Jin's health, all the windows in the house were closed tightly, and were only opened during the day for fresh air.

Cui Huaiji supported his head with one hand, and his eyelids became heavier.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, he was woken by the tiny meow of a cat.

"Yu Nu? Why are you here?"

Cui Huaiji reached out and took it into his arms, whispering, "Your mistress is ill, you must behave yourself and not make trouble, understand?"

Yu Nu stared at him with her round eyes and called out softly, imitating his voice.

He curled his lips, ready to hold it like this.

Unexpectedly, Yu Nu jumped out of his arms and walked slowly towards the bunk bed on her short legs.

"Yu Nu, come back."

Cui Huaiji's voice was a little deep.

Yu Nu was unmoved. She stopped beside the bed, turned her head and called out to him a few times.

He stood up and pinched the back of its neck, his tone reproachful but not really blaming it: "She is sick now, she can't play with you, go back to sleep."

Yu Nu kicked her limbs, cried softly, and nodded her head at the person on the bed.

Cui Huaiji had been with Yu Nu for several years, and he immediately understood what Yu Nu meant and immediately lowered his head to look at Song Jin.

Her fair cheeks were already red.

He reached out and touched it, and was surprised by its startling temperature.

"Qingwu, quickly prepare some cool water!"

*

Qing Wu came in after preparing the medicine and saw Cui Huaiji carefully wiping Song Jin's arm with a cold handkerchief to help her reduce her fever.

His eyes immediately dropped, as if he had seen nothing.

"Master, the medicine is ready."

"Well, go down and rest."

He turned around and noticed a dish of preserves next to the medicine bowl.

Qing Wu explained: "My wife drank bitter medicine when she was young, so she is afraid of taking medicine. She always prepares some candied fruit when she takes medicine."

"Well, leave it there."

Song Jin's temperature dropped a lot. Perhaps it was a subconscious reaction of his body and he was very reluctant to take the medicine.

The medicine fed to him kept flowing out from his mouth.

It seems that he can't drink any more.

Cui Huaiji shook his head, pulled her into his arms, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Little fox slave, if you don't drink the medicine obediently, your illness will not be cured. Qingwu has prepared candied fruit for you. If you take a sip, I will give you a candied fruit."

The deceptive words had no effect.

The medicine that was supposed to flow out finally flowed out.

Cui Huaiji stared at her tightly closed lips, a cunning look suddenly appeared in his eyes. He stretched out his left hand, pinched her cheeks with his big palm, and forced her to open her mouth with a little force.

As the spoon was about to touch her lips, she began to struggle.

He exerted a little force and made her unable to move.

Bitterness instantly spread across the tongue.

The feeling of wanting to die made Song Jin struggle madly even though he was still unconscious, but he suffered from being held in his grip, his brows wrinkled so much that they could pinch a fly to death.

Tears of grievance dripped on the back of Cui Huaiji's hand.

He looked at her with a smile on his face and put the candied fruit into her mouth. "Are you so afraid of bitterness?"

If Song Jin was awake, she would definitely say "yes" with tears in her eyes!

After a lot of trouble, I finally fed all the medicine.

The wet back showed how difficult it was to feed him medicine.

Cui Huaiji tucked in the quilt for her, and when he turned around, he found that Yu Nu had slipped away at some point.

He stayed by the round table for a while, and only left after making sure her fever had subsided.

Just leave the rest to Qingwu. He needs to go back and take a shower. It will not be comfortable to wear sweaty clothes.

*

The next day, Song Jin woke up and felt relaxed all over. Except for the wound on his chest which still hurt a little, everything else seemed abnormally relaxed.

Your body doesn’t seem tired at all?

Shouldn't she be completely powerless with such serious injuries?

Song Jin called Qing Wu over with full of doubts. When she heard it, she covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

"Madam, you don't feel tired because the Marquis ordered the imperial physician to prescribe the best medicine to regulate your body. Otherwise, you would definitely feel weak and limp right now."

Song Jin blinked, still feeling a little strange, but couldn't tell what was strange.

But after a serious illness, your complexion must be very bad.

She asked Qingwu to help her to the bronze mirror.

Looking at the asymmetrical red marks on his face in the bronze mirror, he was confused.

"What's wrong with my face?"

Qing Wu leaned over and stared at her face for a long time, but couldn't tell.

"Maybe it was a mosquito bite?"

Not really.

This clearly looks like someone pinched it...

There was a sudden noise outside and the maid ran in hurriedly.

"My dear, Eunuch Feng Hai is here."

Song Jin knew him, he was the chief eunuch beside His Majesty.

*

Song Jin picked up a box of rouge and put it on her face.

The corner of a dark blue garment flashed past the screen.

Cui Huaiji changed into a warm dark blue robe today, which made him look less distant.

"Is Miss Song okay?"

Feng Hai walked out with a smile, followed by a young eunuch.

As the chief eunuch, Feng Hai had to be treated with respect by everyone he met.

Qingwu led her out and saluted him.

"I've met my father-in-law."

Feng Hai raised his hand and looked at Cui Huaiji, "Then I will convey His Majesty's order. Since Miss Song is the Seventh Prince's fiancée, she shouldn't live in the Marquis's residence. However, His Majesty will not pursue this matter. Considering that Miss Song is injured, he specially ordered her to return to the Seventh Prince's residence after her injury heals."

Cui Huai glanced at him and twitched his thin lips: "Is this the seventh prince's order?"

Feng Hai did not respond, but turned to look at Song Jin: "Miss Song, do you understand?"

[Is this a threat to me?]

Song Jin smiled faintly: "Eunuch Lao has passed on the order."

[Xu Nanheng, since persuading me doesn't work, he's asking His Majesty to make the decision? He's such a grown man, how shameless! ]

Cui Huaiji didn't care. He glanced calmly at Feng Hai's slightly old face and said, "Seventh Prince, do you think that you can force me to submit with just a word from His Majesty?"

What does it mean?

Song Jin didn't know what happened that day.

Feng Hai showed an embarrassment: "My Lord, Miss Song is the fiancée of His Majesty the Seventh Prince after all, please don't make things difficult for us. The current situation is special, so My Lord should not be impulsive."

“This Lord…”

"My Lord!" Song Jin understood and immediately interrupted him, "Since His Majesty has spoken, Song Jin will obey. This is the matter that bothers you, so how dare I continue to bother you? As the eunuch said, there is no need to act impulsively for Song Jin."

“…”

Cui Huaiji remained silent, his black jade eyes expressionless as he just stared at her.

Although she didn't feel anything, she felt that Cui Huaiji was angry.

She pinched the corner of her clothes awkwardly.

[Little liar slave, do you really think I can't protect you? I'm not a coward like Xu Nanheng. If I, Cui Huaiji, want to protect someone, even His Majesty has to agree to my request!]

[Or have you always felt that living in my mansion would damage your reputation? That's why you're so anxious to cut ties with me?!]

Song Jin's eyes widened. Just as he was about to explain, he heard him say, "Miss Song has no objection, and I will not say anything more."

After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at Song Jin anymore and left the room with Feng Hai.

Song Jin stood there in a daze.

No, she didn't mean that!

*

Cui Huaiji was nowhere to be seen for several days.

Song Jin knew that he had really made him angry.

She obviously didn't mean that, she just didn't want Cui Huaiji to give Xu Nanheng any handle because of her.

Qing Wu told her every word about how Cui Huaiji had taken care of her day and night a few days ago. She thought she was not that important in Cui Huaiji's heart and she didn't expect that he would take care of her so much.

My heart became more complicated.

Could it be that Cui Huaiji really has any thoughts about her?

Song Jin's mind unconsciously recalled what Song Qin had reminded her of that night, and she couldn't help but think along his lines.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

How could she have such thoughts towards her benefactor!

That's Marquis Quling, he wouldn't do such a thing!

"Meow!"

A miserable cat cry cut her off from her thoughts.

Song Jin looked down and immediately cried out in shock: "Yu Nu? How did you become like this?!"

The soft white hair of Yu Nu was dirty, and there were several scratches on the sides of her waist. Judging from the marks, it seemed that they were done by other beetle slaves.

It cried miserably towards Song Jin, revealing the wounds on its body pitifully.

Although Yu Nu usually likes to go against her, she has raised her for so long, how could she not feel sorry for her?

She carefully picked up Yu Nu and asked, "Who did you fight with?"

I didn't even win, it's so arrogant as usual.

Yu Nu called out and stretched her head in a certain direction.

Song Jin looked over, then lowered her eyes to look at it thoughtfully. Yu Nu felt embarrassed by her stare, so she curled up and called out softly.

She chuckled. It was rare to see Yu Nu in such a pitiful state, so she decided to show mercy and help it.

*

Song Jin was not familiar with the courtyard of the marquis's mansion.

She had no idea where the road led to, but since Yu Nu had been there before, she thought it should be fine.

As we approached the Moon Cave Gate, we heard a few soft cat meows from the front.

Yu Nu seemed to be angered by the sound. She jumped down with her limbs fluttering and disappeared in a short while.

"Yu Nu!"

Song Jin lifted her skirt and chased after him, but was stunned by the scene in front of her. She stood there for a long time, unable to recover.

Only then did she realize it.

This is Cui Huaiji's yard.