Inside the clinic, under Xie Qingfeng's persistent questioning, An Si finally explained the meaning of "bewitching enchantress".
When An Yi saw Su An's eloquence and how she charmed the prince, making him seem like a completely different person, he was so shocked that he described Su An as a bewitching enchantress.
What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener. So when An Si saw her, he wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of her. Who told this vixen to come and cause trouble? She deserved to die!
Su An was so angry she almost died. She was terrified for a long time, only to find it was a misunderstanding.
"No way, is your brain made of wood, Dark Four? He was just joking, and you took it seriously!"
Her face turned green, and she forcefully pushed aside An Si, who was blocking her way. "You idiot, get out of my way! I have to find Fu Zhun and get to the bottom of this!"
After Xie Qingfeng's infuriating yet amused explanation, An Si had given up his murderous intent towards Su An, but still coldly blocked the exit, unmoved.
"Fairy, stay put and don't ruin the prince's plans!"
Su An immediately fell backward.
She really wanted to crack open this guy's blockhead to see what was going on, but she couldn't beat him in a fight, so she could only look to Xie Qingfeng for help.
"Don't look at me, I don't know what the prince's plan is either, I'm clueless too!" Xie Qingfeng said irritably with a dark face.
Just then, Jian Yi's anxious voice rang out from outside the door: "Quickly, someone come! Master has vomited blood and fainted!"
The expressions of the three people inside the room immediately changed.
An Yi flung open the door, and Jian Yi carried Fu Zhun into the room and placed him on the bed. "Thank you, Divine Doctor!"
Xie Qingfeng hurriedly stepped forward and quickly examined Fu Zhun, taking his pulse.
Su An stared blankly at Fu Zhun, whose cold and handsome features were now as pale as snow, his sword-like eyebrows tightly furrowed, and the dark red bloodstains on his lips were shocking.
My heart suddenly ached as if it had been ripped out, and I even forgot to breathe.
She turned her head and looked at Jian Yi in astonishment, "What... what's going on?!"
Jian Yi clenched his fists beside him, his expression full of self-reproach, and said, "My master was injured by an assassin, but he forced himself to go to the emperor."
"The emperor was so shocked that he returned to the capital, but the master's injuries have lingered for so long, and we don't know his condition yet!"
Su An opened her mouth in a daze, then looked at Fu Zhun's restrained and furrowed brows, her eyes slowly reddening.
She also remarked on how peaceful the day was, explaining that Fu Zhun had single-handedly planned and prepared everything.
"Thank you, Doctor. How is his injury?" Su An asked anxiously, clenching his fists.
After a brief examination, Xie Qingfeng's furrowed brows slowly relaxed. He glanced at her and said, "The prince was shot in the chest, but fortunately, his internal organs were not damaged. He has just fainted due to excessive blood loss. He won't die, so stop looking so mournful."
Hearing this, Su An breathed a slight sigh of relief, but couldn't help glaring at him with red eyes, "Don't jinx it, it's bad luck..."
A sharp tongue is a sharp tongue; she can't speak properly!
By the time Xie Qingfeng finished treating Fu Zhun with medicine, it was already late at night.
During this time, all the assassins were brought to justice, and the clinic quickly returned to peace.
On the couch, Fu Zhun's brow twitched slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. His cold, dark eyes softened slightly when he saw the environment before him.
Back at the clinic, things must have settled down by now.
He raised his hand to sit up straight, but as soon as he turned his head, he suddenly saw Su An lying on the headboard.
She seemed to have stayed up all night; two dark circles appeared under her eyes, revealing her exhaustion.
Her usually bright and clear eyes were closed, with long, fine eyelashes drooping down, making her peach-blossom face appear as white as cream, and she looked even more serene and warm in the candlelight.
Fu Zhun's heart trembled, and warmth appeared in his deep eyes. He raised his hand and gently stroked that pretty face.
Hmm... Just as he expected, it was smooth and tender, making him unable to stop caressing and indulging in its softness.
Su An at this moment: "..."
She stayed by Fu Zhun's side, and since she wasn't a light sleeper to begin with, she was startled awake when Fu Zhun touched her.
Feeling the cool temperature of his fingertips tracing her cheek, her heart pounded uncontrollably.
Touched? I dare not move!
Why is the God of Wealth behaving so strangely after waking up?
Su An swallowed hard, closed his eyes tightly, and remained motionless.
Little did she know that her momentary erratic breathing could not escape Fu Zhun's eyes.
Moreover, she exerted too much force; her darting eyes caused her eyelashes to tremble, and her flushed pink face was nothing short of a flaw.
Fu Zhun smiled and gently pinched her burning cheek with his long, slender fingers, chuckling softly, "Now that all the spies in Fuyou County have been caught, you don't have to worry about it anymore. No one will hurt you."
"Ah? Oh..." Su An subconsciously responded upon hearing that deep and pleasant voice.
But when she realized she had let something slip, her face turned bright red, and she slowly raised her head, looking embarrassed.
Meeting Fu Zhun's mischievous eyes, she averted her gaze as if electrocuted. "You woke up without saying a word, making me fall asleep. Really, hahaha—"
Fu Zhun smiled gently, his soft voice revealing his doting affection: "You've worked so hard for me, I certainly can't bear to wake you."
These words struck right at Su An's heart, and her cheeks flushed even redder, as if a tingling, warm current surged from her heart.
Recalling what Fu Zhun had just said, her eyes momentarily glazed over. "You...you did all of this, was it all...for me?"
Fu Zhun replied, "I said I would keep you safe."
Su An's fingers curled slightly as she looked at Fu Zhun with emotion.
She came clean: she felt she was really falling in love with the God of Wealth!
Can--
Looking at the handsome man in front of her, Su Ansheng's bright eyes gradually dimmed.
How could she possibly be worthy of him!
Fu Zhun, puzzled, stared at her intently, frowning, "What's wrong?"
Just then, Xie Qingfeng entered the room carrying a bowl of medicine, his slightly arrogant voice interrupting the conversation inside: "This divine physician accurately predicted that the prince would wake up at this moment, and indeed he was right."
"Your Highness, it's time to take your medicine. You are deficient in qi and blood and must replenish it as soon as possible!"
As he spoke, he noticed the two people inside the room and raised an eyebrow: "Oh, Boss Su is still guarding the place. That's perfect, I'll leave the task of feeding the medicine to you."
"It's nothing." Su An was filled with mixed feelings and desperately needed an excuse to distract himself, so he quickly accepted the offer.
"Hmm? This medicine bowl is so hot, can I drink it?"
Su An raised her eyebrows, blew on it lightly, and then tasted it herself to test the temperature.
Seeing this, Fu Zhun's eyes flickered slightly, and his smile deepened.
Xie Qingfeng suddenly felt so disgusted by the cheesy sentimentality that it made his eyes water.
"puff!"
To her surprise, the moment the medicine entered her mouth, an overwhelming bitterness rushed into her nasal cavity, and she immediately turned her head and spit it out!
"..."
Su An didn't notice the expressions on their faces. His face contorted, and he grimaced as he cursed, "Bitter! So bitter! It's more bitter than my life!"
Is this even drinkable by humans?!
However, looking at Fu Zhun's pale and handsome face, she steeled herself and forcefully fed it to Fu Zhun's lips.
"They say good medicine tastes bitter, Your Highness, let's drink it down in one gulp and keep it in check!"
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