In the middle of the night, Xue Shu was awakened by a series of coughs. He looked down and saw Yin Chengyu still sleeping, his jade-like cheeks flushed, and his body curled up in a ball due to coughing.

Xue Shu reached out to touch his forehead, but found it was very hot, he actually had a fever.

He called a few times but failed to wake Yin Chengyu up, so he immediately got up, put on his clothes, and asked someone to find a doctor.

When the emperor went out, the imperial physician did not accompany him. Upon hearing the commotion, the Dongchang guards hurried to the city's medical clinic and grabbed the doctor out from under the quilt.

Yin Chengyu was so delirious from the fever that he had lost consciousness. Xue Shu anxiously stood by his side. Hearing the noise from a distance, he strode out and took the doctor who was being carried by the guards into the house.

The old doctor was quite old, and was almost half-dragged over by him, stumbling and almost bumping into the edge of the bed. He was somewhat dissatisfied, but when he saw Xue Shu's gloomy and ferocious look, he rationally swallowed his dissatisfaction and first examined Yin Chengyu's pulse.

After carefully examining the pulse, his frown relaxed and his tone became a little more relaxed: "You worry too much and the evil wind enters your body. Although this disease came on suddenly, fortunately you are in good health. I will prescribe a pill for you. Drink it and the fever will go down. You will be fine after resting for a few more days."

After saying this, he asked someone to bring paper and pen to write a prescription.

Xue Shu still frowned when he heard this: "Are you sure it won't be a big deal?"

The old doctor dared not say anything in response to his doubts, and just tried his best to suppress his anger and said, "If you don't believe me, go find someone else to check it out."

He was hurriedly grabbed and had no time to see where he went, nor did he know Yin Chengyu's identity. Although he could see that Xue Shu had some power, he couldn't hold back his anger.

Xue Shu handed the prescription to the servant and said, "Go and get the medicine, and clean up a room to accommodate the doctor. Doctor, don't worry, I will let you go back when my master recovers, and you will be paid for the consultation." The second half of the sentence was addressed to the old doctor. Although his tone was much calmer, the hostility in his voice was still frightening.

The doctor did not want to argue with him, so he went with the foreign officials to settle down.

In a moment, the guards brought back the medicinal herbs.

Xue Shu ordered someone to find a stove and light a fire, and he personally boiled the medicine with skill.

As he was busy, the bitter smell of medicine spread in the yard, which soon alarmed others. Several officials living nearby, as well as He Shan, Ying Hongxue and others, came to inquire about the news.

Xue Shu suppressed his anger and said only that the prince had caught a cold, and sent back the officials who came to inquire about the news.

He Shan and Ying Hongxue were not afraid of his cold face. They asked a few more questions and confirmed that it was not a serious illness before leaving.

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, He Shan looked back again and saw Xue Shu squatting in front of the stove, his face reflected by the red fire and his eyes were shockingly dark.

He hesitated for a moment, and struggled to put words together to describe the strange feeling in his heart: "Do you feel that Xue Shu is a little bit strange?"

"What's wrong?" Ying Hongxue glanced at him.

"It's about the prince..." He Shan was a rough man, uneducated, unable to accurately express that feeling. Finally, he gestured in frustration and said, "I can't explain it. Anyway, it's not right."

Ying Hongxue looked at him in surprise. Obviously, she didn't expect that he, who was usually big and strong, could look a little strange at this moment.

She looked back, sighed secretly, and rolled her eyes at He Shan, saying, "I think you are the most wrong. Don't think too much about it. Go back and rest early. You still have things to do tomorrow."

After she said that, He Shan's awkwardness disappeared and he went back with her.

Sitting by the stove, Xue Shu boiled three bowls of medicine into one. Then he poured the steaming medicine into a porcelain bowl and brought it into the house.

The servants did not dare to go in without his orders, so they could only close the door and stand guard at the entrance.

Yin Chengyu was still in a coma, his fever had not yet subsided, and the quilt was tucked in tightly, making him sweat all over, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Leaving the still-hot medicine aside to cool, Xue Shu fetched some warm water to wipe his body.

The sleeping person is unable to give any response and is unusually well-behaved.

Xue Shu stared at his face, but his heart trembled. The towel in his hand did not hold tightly and fell into the copper basin, splashing water.

Yin Chengyu looked like this when he fell ill in his previous life.

He lay on the wide dragon bed, his frail body taking up only a small part of the bed, like a precious but fragile glass doll, gradually losing vitality and warmth. Xue Shu held him tightly in his arms, but he could not warm his gradually cooling body.

The fear of loss instantly shattered his pretended calmness. The pain from his heart made him hunch over, with veins bulging on his neck.

He held onto the edge of the bed tightly, gasping for breath. His arms, which were holding onto the edge of the bed, kept shaking, and he was more panicked and frightened than ever before.

His eyes wandered over Yin Chengyu's face, looking at his flushed cheeks, and Xue Shu repeated the doctor's words over and over in his mind.

It's just a cold, I'll be fine soon.

He did not suffer any hardship in this life and his body was very healthy.

The panic that was spreading wildly was gradually suppressed, and his hands stopped shaking. Xue Shu took a deep breath, carefully held Yin Chengyu and lifted his body higher, then picked up the bowl to feed him medicine.

After feeding the man a bowl of medicine, Xue Shu brought a few more charcoal basins into the room and heated up the man's body before he got on the couch and held him tightly in his arms.

The medicine prescribed by the old doctor was good. On the next morning, Yin Chengyu's fever subsided and he woke up.

He was in a daze last night due to a fever. He only knew that he was sick, but his consciousness was groggy and he couldn't wake up.

Now that I open my eyes, I no longer feel drowsy and weak, but I still feel a little weak, and my throat and tongue are very dry.

He pulled Xue Shu's arm away and tried to sit up.

Xue Shu knew he was awake when he saw him move, so he pushed him back and didn't ask him to get up. "What does your highness want?"

"I'm thirsty." As soon as Yin Chengyu opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was extremely hoarse and a little hoarse.

Xue Shu got down from the bed and poured him some warm water, which he fed him. After his dry throat had been moistened a little, Yin Chengyu asked again, "What time is it?"

"It's three quarters past nine."

"Three quarters past four?" Yin Chengyu was still thinking about the big bosses of the Sanjiang Chamber of Commerce who were coming today. The deadline set yesterday was noon, and now it was almost time. He struggled to sit up: "Help me wash and change clothes. I have to go to the government office today. If nothing unexpected happens, the disaster relief supplies should be available."

He spoke very quickly, and his already hoarse voice sounded even hoarser.

It was just a very ordinary order, but Xue Shu suddenly exploded, grabbed his wrist and pushed him back, put his arms on both sides of his cheeks, and pressed down on him with great pressure: "Your Highness, you don't take care of your body, do you want me to watch you die again?"

He clenched his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and he almost spat out every word from his throat.

Every word is heartbreaking.

Yin Chengyu was stunned and looked at him in astonishment, but was caught off guard by the pain and fear that could not be concealed in his eyes.

He had not thought that his own death would cause him so much pain. A surge of bitterness suddenly surged in his heart, and he raised his hand to touch his red eyes.

However, Xue Shu bit his wrist without tightening his teeth, almost making it bleed.

Yin Chengyu's fingers twitched for a moment, but he did not struggle or cry out in pain. He just looked at him silently.

"If it happens again..." Xue Shu opened his mouth and said ruthlessly, "I will never defend the Great Yan for you again."

He was born cold-hearted. If it weren't for his entrustment, what would he care if the mountains and rivers were destroyed?

Ever since he discovered that Xue Shu also had memories of his past life, Yin Chengyu had been trying to force him to admit it. But now that he had really admitted it, he was not happy at all.

He had known that Xue Shu had a knot in his heart, but he didn't know that his knot was so deep.

Such a fierce yet fragile expression made his heart tighten into a ball and slowly began to ache.

"The reason I kept you was not..." It was not for Dayan, but I just couldn't bear to kill you.

But before she could finish her words, Xue Shu pressed his lips.

He seemed to have sorted out his emotions and became calm again. He pulled the quilt that had slipped off and covered him properly: "Your Highness, take good care of yourself. Leave the Sanjiang Chamber of Commerce to me and I will handle it properly."

Yin Chengyu looked at him, sighed, and finally compromised.

Xue Shu brought in the warm medicine and fed him himself.

The medicine tasted bitter, Yin Chengyu frowned, and seeing Xue Shu's gloomy face, with a frightening look of hostility in his eyes, he finally sighed and waved at him: "Come closer."

Xue Shu leaned forward as he was told.

Lips with a bitter medicinal scent came over.

He closed his eyes, staring at Yin Chengyu without blinking, but he did not move. Yin Chengyu used his tongue to pry open his lips and teeth, entangled with him.

Xue Shu finally couldn't hold back any longer, and finally took the initiative, biting fiercely.

At this moment, the evil thoughts that he had suppressed in his heart for a long time burst out, and the smell of rust spread between his lips and teeth. He wanted him to taste his pain too.

Yin Chengyu did not refuse. After a long while, the two of them separated, panting. Yin Chengyu's fingertips touched the blood on his lips, and his voice was still a little hoarse: "Go, let's finish this matter, and then talk about other things."

Xue Shu looked at him for a long time, then stood up and left.

The courtyard they live in now is the third courtyard behind the Governor's Office.

Xue Shu changed into a purple dragon robe and led his men forward.

It was just after noon, but the nine big bosses of the Sanjiang Chamber of Commerce, except Zhou Zhiling, had already arrived and had been waiting for two quarters of an hour.

They were getting extremely anxious waiting, and originally thought that the prince would leave them alone for a long time like he did yesterday. However, they never expected that just at noon, the eunuch accompanying the prince came over.

As we all know, age is not an issue, and the leader is the oldest, most temperamental and most stable boss Xiang.

He stood up and saluted the eldest master: "Eunuch Xue, we have already considered it."

Xue Shu scanned the crowd and sat down at the main seat, saying calmly, "Then let us hear your sincerity."

"Isn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince coming today?" asked Master Wen when he saw this.

"Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of His Highness' repeated audiences?"

Master Wen had asked casually, but he didn't expect the eunuch to be so angry today. Although he was just a merchant, he had a large family and was a well-known figure in the Huguang area. He had never been treated so badly before. His face suddenly turned purple and he wanted to refute angrily.

But when I met those gloomy eyes, my heart suddenly tightened and I couldn't say the words I had prepared.

Xue Shu didn't care about their mood. He stood with his feet apart and shoulder-level, his hands on his knees, and his body slightly leaning forward, like a lone wolf staring at its prey. He said to Master Wen, "Let me start with you."

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