Chapter 3 The Prince is Really Good-Looking
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound and a mouse climbed onto the wooden bed.
Zhu Wenqin's originally confused mind suddenly became clearer.
"My Lord, there's a rat!"
He screamed in horror and subconsciously threw himself into Jing Siye's arms.
At this moment, he completely forgot that the person in front of him was the prince whom he called "the big devil".
And the moment Zhu Wenqin pounced on him, a faint body fragrance drifted into his nose. Jing Siye was distracted for a moment and did not push him away immediately.
Qi Feng and Xue Nian, who were on duty outside the woodshed, heard the shouting and rushed in quickly.
The moment they stepped into the woodshed, the scene before them stunned them.
Zhu Wenqin was seen curled up tightly in the prince's arms, clutching the prince's robe tightly with both hands.
This scene was so beyond their expectations that the two of them could not help but stand there, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment.
Jing Siye looked down at the shivering person in his arms, feeling both helpless and amused:
You are so scared of a mouse, and you still want to investigate Li Xiao’s case?
Now that it has been confirmed that the man in front of him is the nephew of General Li Xiao, it would be a bit inappropriate to let him live in this simple and dirty woodshed.
But if you want to keep an eye on him, you naturally have to put him closer to you.
So, he calmly told Qi Feng:
"Go and clean up the side room of this king's bedroom."
Qi Feng and Xue Nian looked at each other and understood each other.
The two of them quickly responded in unison: "Yes, Your Majesty."
Jing Siye looked at Zhu Wenqin who was still trembling:
Okay, for Li Xiao’s sake, I’ll help you again.
He picked up Zhu Wenqin and carried her horizontally, then walked out the door.
Zhu Wenqin, whose body was suddenly suspended in the air, subconsciously hugged Jing Siye's neck. Their faces were close to each other. Zhu Wenqin looked at Jing Siye's handsome face in the moonlight:
[This big devil is really good-looking,]
[But why can't he distinguish between loyalty and treachery? How could such a brave general like my uncle collaborate with the enemy? 】
[My father was afraid of bringing trouble to the Zhu family, so he kicked my mother and me out, leaving us homeless. 】
[My mother still lives in that shabby house. I don’t know how she is doing now? 】
[Big devil, big bad guy!] 】
The big bad guy Jing Siye clenched his hands:
——So that’s how it is. No wonder it’s so light when I hold it.
Maybe I haven’t eaten enough recently.
It was late autumn now, the night was chilly and the wind was blowing. Zhu Wenqin probably didn't even realize that he was shrinking into the arms of the bad guy, completely hiding in his cloak.
Jing Siye, whose face remained calm, felt like tightening his grip a little bit.
Qi Feng and Xue Nian cleaned up the side room of Jing Siye's bedroom. This room was connected to the prince's bedroom and was originally where the prince's personal servants slept. However, Prince Zhaonan usually didn't like anyone to stay by his side, so it had always been empty.
Normally, someone cleans every corner here every day, and you just need to make the bedding on the bed.
Jing Siye placed Zhu Wenqin on the bed and tucked him in.
Zhu Wenqin looked at Jing Siye's careful actions.
[…Actually, the big villain isn’t that bad after all. 】
Jing Siye: It’s because of your uncle.
By this time the medicinal soup was ready.
The servant brought in the medicine soup, and Qi Feng took it and handed it to Zhu Wenqin:
"Mr. Zhu, please take the medicine."
Zhu Wenqin looked up at Qi Feng and asked, "Is that how you drink it?"
[Where’s the sugar?] 】
Qi Feng: “…”
If you don't drink like this, do you want me to feed you? This won’t do. The prince will take my life.
In Qi Feng's eyes, he didn't know that his prince could understand Zhu Wenqin's heart. He only knew that he had a little preference for this person he just met. This should be "love at first sight".
Qi Feng stood there holding the medicine, at a loss, not knowing how to answer.
Only Jing Siye, who could hear one's inner thoughts, knew that the eldest son of the Zhu family needed sugar to drink the medicine.
Following Zhu Wenqin's inner thoughts, he asked the guards and servants present: "Who has sugar? I guess Master Zhu finds the medicine too bitter."
Everyone shook their heads.
Yes, the palace is almost entirely populated by men, except for the woman whom the emperor forced into the side courtyard. The others were either servants doing odd jobs or guards who knew martial arts, and whoever took medicine had to take candy.
While thinking, Zhu Wenqin's inner voice rang out:
[The big devil is quite considerate, asking others for candy.]
[But why hasn’t he married or had children yet, since he’s so considerate? 】
[Could it be that he is really as bad as the rumors say? 】
[Oh, what a pity! He must have been so majestic when he was on the battlefield, but when he got home, he was so inhumane. So pitiful, tsk tsk tsk…]
Zhu Wenqin complained inwardly and shook her head.
Jing Siye: ...
Okay, little brat, I won’t bother with you for the sake of your uncle. But you dare to criticize me like this, so I’ll make you suffer.
Jing Siye took the medicine from Qi Feng and ordered calmly: "You guys go down."
Everyone present: "Yes, Your Majesty."
Qi Feng, who walked last, even closed the door considerately.
Jing Siye approached Zhu Wenqin step by step, and Zhu Wenqin felt something was wrong:
"My Lord, what are you going to do?"
Jing Siye raised his eyebrows slightly: "Of course I'm feeding you medicine."
After Jing Siye finished speaking, he raised his hand and pinched Zhu Wenqin's jaw, as if he was about to force the bowl of black medicine with a bitter smell into Zhu Wenqin's mouth.
Zhu Wenqin felt pain and struggled to break free. Her fair hands tightly covered her aching jaw. Tears welled up in her eyes as she cursed loudly:
"You big devil, you big bad guy, you pinch me so hard!
Qi Feng and Xue Nian, who were quietly guarding outside the door, heard Zhu Wenqin's shouting and cursing inside the house. They looked at each other and saw deep worry and fear in each other's eyes.
Qi Feng couldn't help swallowing his saliva and whispered to Xue Nian:
"It's over now. How are you going to die if you scold the prince so recklessly?"
Xue Nian also frowned and nodded slightly, not daring to breathe.
Zhu Wenqin not only cursed mercilessly, but also felt extremely aggrieved in her heart, and kept complaining:
[…You big bad guy, my mother got so angry that she had a miscarriage when she was only eight months pregnant with me. I was almost raised by taking medicine.]
[I feel like vomiting when I see medicine now. You actually want to bottle me like this. It hurts...]
Woo woo woo…
Hearing Zhu Wenqin's true feelings, Jing Siye's heart trembled and a feeling of guilt surged in his heart.
He originally thought that Zhu Wenqin was just acting like a spoiled brat, asking for candy after taking medicine.
I didn't expect that he was born prematurely. No wonder he was so weak. He got a fever after being poured with a bucket of water. Moreover, he was so stupid.
Jing Siye sighed lightly, and after a moment of silence, he spoke with a slightly unnatural look:
"It's my fault. I will buy you some candy tomorrow. You should drink the medicine now. I will ask my servants to bring you some cakes."
The apology was spoken in a very stiff manner, but for Zhaonan King Jing Siye, it was extremely rare.
Qi Feng and Xue Nian, who were standing at the door, could not hear Zhu Wenqin's inner thoughts. They were shocked to hear their own prince being scolded and apologizing for the first time in his life.
The conversation between the two people in the room sounded so much like - flirting.
Xue Nian leaned close to Qi Feng's ear and whispered jokingly:
"Although our prince is usually cold and unkind, he is quite capable when it comes to this matter."
Qi Feng glanced at him unhappily and gently hit him in the stomach with his elbow. Xue Nian pretended to be in pain and stood away...
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