Chapter 27 I'll Sleep with You Every Day
But Cheng Nianying had also heard that the emperor's orders could not be disobeyed.
Her excuses for shirking responsibility would definitely not work in front of the emperor.
What to do...
"You know what I want more than what she copied by hand." Fu Yi smiled bitterly.
The emperor sighed, "Yes, I know. When the Crown Prince of Kang's mansion was ten years old, he suddenly suffered from convulsions. The Crown Prince and his wife prayed for him day and night before the Buddha, and even hand-copied several scrolls of Buddhist scriptures, praying only for his safety."
Fu Yi suppressed his bitter smile and said in a low voice: "You favored one over the other, and I still bear this grudge..."
The emperor quickly said, "How can I hold a grudge? I'm just heartbroken." He paused, then immediately added, "I've sent someone to Prince Kang's mansion to tell them that as a parent, seeing that you've been ill for so long, they should be praying for you."
Until the end of the meal, the emperor never mentioned asking Cheng Nianying to copy the scriptures again.
"You don't have to go to the Taoist temple. I'll go there myself." The emperor didn't put on airs.
Or maybe he really likes wearing monk's robes and chanting Buddhist scriptures.
Fu Yi held the armrest of the chair with one hand, trying hard to stand up, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging.
Cheng Nianying took a quick look and immediately went to help him.
The emperor frowned: "Yurong, you must take good care of him." He paused, "Huai Yan, Kuizhou's affairs cannot be left without you..."
The emperor hadn't finished speaking yet.
Fu Yi suddenly bent over and coughed violently twice.
Then he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood splattered on Cheng Nianying's arm, burning her eyelids and making them twitch.
"Huai Yan! Someone come here!" the emperor shouted.
The Prince's Mansion was suddenly in chaos.
The guards helped Fu Yi into the room, and the imperial physician guarding the Prince's Mansion immediately ran over. However, the emperor was in a hurry and did not stay long. He just repeatedly reminded the imperial physician that if the Prince could not save his life, he would have to be buried with him.
These words made Cheng Nianying's heart hang in the air.
Why did he suddenly vomit blood?
Will he die today?
Cheng Nianying stood there without moving.
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The taste of blood fills my throat.
But Fu Yi didn't hate it.
He slept for a while before opening his eyes.
"The emperor is gone?" he asked.
"Gone." The reply came from a crisp female voice.
Fu Yi turned his head and caught a glimpse of Cheng Nianying sitting on a stool beside the bed.
There was still blood splattered on her body, and she hadn't even changed her clothes.
Just staring at him.
Wu Xun stood at the foot of the bed and finally couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Master, the Princess must stay here to guard you."
Despite his extreme restraint, he still felt helpless and gritted his teeth.
Fu Yi closed his eyes for a moment, then looked up and asked Cheng Nianying, "Are you afraid that I'll die?"
Cheng Nianying nodded.
"What does the imperial physician say?"
"He said you're getting sicker." Cheng Nianying hesitated. "Could he be a quack?"
Fu Yi burst out laughing, pulled his chest, and couldn't help but cough a few times: "That's the imperial physician."
"If it's not good, it's not good. What does it have to do with his identity?"
"That's very insightful. But if the imperial physician can't cure me, how can anyone be better?"
Cheng Nianying really wanted to show it to him herself.
But the daughter of a marquis shouldn't know this.
"I'll try acupuncture on you... Well, I asked Mother Zou to get an ancient recipe from the Marquis' Mansion, which mentioned this method. It might be able to cure people who are ineffective with other medicines."
Fu Yi looked at her and said, "It's not that I don't trust you, my lady, but I don't trust that ancient recipe."
Cheng Nianying could only say, "Okay."
"Has His Majesty asked you to copy the scriptures?"
Cheng Nianying was stunned when she heard this question: "No, who would care about such a thing?"
Fu Yi never hides his good deeds. He said, "Earlier, you asked me to make bamboo rice and purses for me. Your hand injury hasn't healed yet. How could I bear to ask you to copy scriptures?"
Cheng Nianying understood: "So what he said at the table before was for me!"
Fu Yi: "Yeah." He looked at Cheng Nianying's reaction.
Cheng Nianying said nothing for a while, then sighed heavily.
Wu Xun was a little confused when he saw her reaction.
Don’t you know how to put it on?
The next moment, Cheng Nianying leaned over and hugged Fu Yi.
This time it was Fu Yi's turn to be stunned.
Wu Xun was so shocked that he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. When he saw Cheng Nianying still holding Fu Yi motionlessly, his head and face became hot. He turned his neck uncomfortably, took a few steps back, and hid behind the screen, but he didn't dare to leave completely.
Cheng Nianying didn't know how to comfort Fu Yi's pain, let alone thank him. She just hugged him stiffly for a while, feeling strange. Husband and wife should be close like this, but she was a fake...
After thinking about it, I had to find something else to say.
"Why did the emperor leave in such a hurry after you vomited blood? He clearly seemed to value you very much." Cheng Nianying rested her chin on his shoulder and asked him with every movement.
This kind of action is not annoying at all.
Fu Yi turned his head, and her snow-white neck came into his sight.
"Many affairs of the court depend on me. If I die of vomiting blood today, Your Majesty must go back early to make preparations. It is only for the sake of the overall situation." Fu Yi answered her.
"oh."
What about below?
What else did you say?
Or I'll just let go.
It is rare for Cheng Nianying to have such a conflicted moment.
Nanny Shi's voice rang out from outside the door: "The medicine is ready. Is the master awake?"
Wu Xun also felt uncomfortable and strode towards the door: "Master, you've woken up. Leave it to me!"
Now Cheng Nianying doesn’t have to worry about it.
Fu Yi raised his hand to hold her shoulder and gently pushed her away: "Go change your clothes."
Cheng Nianying then stood up and walked out the door.
Seeing the little palace maid supporting Mu He standing there, Mu He's eyes swept across the bloodstains on her body and her face turned pale.
Wu Xun took the medicine from Madam Shi and said to Mu He, "Master, you don't see anyone anymore. Go back."
After saying that, he closed the door tightly.
Nanny Shi had no time to care about Mu He. She immediately took Cheng Nianying to take a shower and change clothes, muttering, "You were scared again today, weren't you?"
Cheng Nianying shook her head.
She had seen a lot of blood.
However... Prince Danshuo is a little different.
It was the Marquis' Mansion that wronged him first.
Cheng Nianying frowned and kicked a small stone away.
…
Wu Xun put down the medicine bowl. Before he even reached the bedside, he heard his master say, "Even the emperor didn't doubt it, yet she dared to doubt the imperial physician's diagnosis. This is definitely not something an ordinary woman in the boudoir could do."
Wu Xun hesitated: "Why not expose her as soon as possible, so that she won't ruin the master's business one day."
"She has already stabbed her lover for me. If I expose her again, won't it make her sad?" Fu Yi stood up and said nonchalantly.
He stepped on the ground.
He walked step by step to the desk and sat down.
Wu Xun chased after him, looking surprised: "When did this happen? How could she...?"
"Now that I think about it, she took the kitchen knife that day because she wanted to sever ties with him." Fu Yi paused and added, "Oh, maybe she wanted to cut off her head."
Wu Xun: ???
…
Not long.
Wu Xun wandered around twice outside, but quickly returned, still looking a little shocked: "Master, the Princess is here again..."
Fu Yi caught a glimpse of the slender girl's reflection through the door and had no choice but to throw away the book in his hand. After throwing it away, he remembered that he should just turn the girl away instead of throwing away the book.
Cheng Nianying stood outside the door and said softly, "I've changed my clothes."
Fu Yi finally had someone open the door for her.
He wondered what else she was doing here.
The door opened, and Cheng Nianying walked in without being followed. She had changed into a light yellow dress, covered with a very wide cloak, and tied with an apricot silk ribbon at her waist, which made her figure look slender.
She sat down beside Fu Yi's bed and said seriously, "I've thought about it. You always feel cold. Maybe that's why your condition has worsened."
She got on the bed and took his hand: "I will sleep with you every day, and you won't be cold."
She knew that there were many bed-warming maids in the noble mansion, but she couldn't let the prince sleep with someone else right now.
Otherwise, her "sister" will have to fight with concubines in the future.
She wants to protect the chastity of Prince Danshuo.
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