“Yuchi Wuyou, you have come from afar, and as the host, I will treat you with courtesy. But do not push your luck.” Wei Huaixu leaned slightly forward, supporting himself on the table, and continued in a deep voice, “She is my woman, and I will never allow you to even think about her.”
Unfazed by his warning, Yu Chi Wuyou raised an eyebrow, smiled smugly, and said, "Even if I covet it, what are you going to do about it?"
"Then the peace treaty may not be so easy for Father to sign."
"Oh? Your Highness the Crown Prince has such abilities? I am quite impressed."
Wei Huaixu snorted coldly, "Go ahead and try."
After saying that, he pulled Qingying up and left.
As they left Banxianju, Wei Huaixu walked swiftly, his feet barely touching the ground, without uttering a word. Qingying, with his wrist gripped tightly, could only jog to keep up, lifting one side of her skirt.
"Ah Xu, Ah Xu, slow down..." She almost tripped as she stepped out of the door.
He remained silent, but his pace gradually slowed down, making it easier for Qingying to follow.
Soon, the carriage arrived, and he picked Qingying up and jumped onto it, then stuffed her into the carriage.
Sitting on the soft fox fur blanket, Qingying looked up at him and asked, "A-Xu, are you angry?"
Wei Huaixu leaned against the carriage wall behind her, breathing slightly heavily, his eyes tinged with bloodshot. He said in a low voice, "There's something wrong with this wine."
Qingying stared wide-eyed in shock. "So you said that on purpose just now?"
"Um."
He lowered his eyelashes, staring at Qingying's face so close to his own. His Adam's apple bobbed, and after a moment he moved to the side and ordered outside, "Return to the palace first."
The carriage began to move forward.
"How are you?" Qingying nervously grasped his hand, then suddenly noticed that he was burning up with fever. She was astonished and gritted her teeth, saying, "Yuchi Wuyou is so audacious!"
Wei Huaixu squeezed her hand back, closed his eyes, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "He drank this stuff himself, so things are probably not that simple."
After a moment, his gaze shifted and fixed on Qingying's face, her ethereal beauty becoming clearer and clearer in his eyes.
As Qingying watched him slowly approach her, she instinctively shrank back, but there was no way to avoid it, and he finally grabbed her wrist.
Only when she felt the binding around her waist loosen did Qingying gradually regain her senses.
The pain jolted him awake, and in an instant, he sprang back like a startled bird, his back slamming against the carriage wall with a loud thud.
Qingying's belt hung loosely around her waist. Helplessly, she turned her back, lowered her head, blushed, and hurriedly straightened her disheveled clothes.
"sorry……"
Qingying didn't answer, not because she was angry, but because she was really ashamed.
As Wei Huaixu watched her retreating figure, his blush deepened rather than receded. He looked away, raised his hand, and pulled off the headband. He wrapped it around his wrist several times, then tried to tie a knot with one end in his mouth, but failed several times.
Qingying straightened her clothes, then turned around and saw him tying his wrists with his head down. She was stunned for a moment, then asked in confusion, "What... are you doing?"
Wei Huaixu raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, his voice hoarse: "If I'm not mistaken, I was given an aphrodisiac."
No wonder he acted so inappropriately.
Although they had had intimate contact before, it was always based on affection and kept within the bounds of propriety. Today, they had really crossed the line.
Qingying frowned as she looked at the hairband wrapped around his wrist. "Are you planning to tie your hands up?"
"Yes, I did something wrong, Jiaojiao."
He raised his head, his deep, pool-like eyes filled with mist, making him look innocent and pitiful.
His long, dark hair cascaded down to his waist, and with his face slightly tilted back, he appeared remarkably delicate and vulnerable.
Qingying's breath hitched. In the end, she softened and couldn't bring herself to blame him. She could only sigh helplessly, "It's not your fault."
She reached out to untie the hairband on his wrist, but then quickly changed her mind and leaned forward, saying, "Let me tie it tighter for you."
"..."
Wei Huaixu watched as she carefully wrapped the hairband around his wrist a couple more times, tightened it, and tied a pretty knot, feeling incredibly frustrated.
He felt that Jiaojiao didn't love him anymore, sob sob...
"Alright." Qingying patted his head with satisfaction and comforted him, "Just bear with it a little longer, we'll be at the palace soon, and the imperial physician will definitely have a solution."
Wei Huaixu pouted, turned his back to her, and shrank into a corner in dissatisfaction.
She was right. When they returned to the East Palace, the imperial physician was already waiting there. After examining his pulse, he said, "Fortunately, it's just a common aphrodisiac. I will prescribe a formula for Your Highness, and the effects will be relieved quickly."
"Then hurry up and go!" At this moment, Wei Huaixu's face was flushed, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes were bloodshot, looking like he might eat someone at any moment.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will go immediately." The imperial physician silently wiped the spittle that had been sprayed on his face with his sleeve, nodded and bowed as he withdrew.
Qingying waited in the outer hall. She was relieved to hear from the imperial physician that the medicine would not cause any harm to her body.
Nearly half an hour had passed since the imperial physician returned with the medicine. At this time, Wei Huaixu's hands were still bound. The once tall man was curled up like a shrimp by the bed, his face flushed, his body soaked in sweat, and his eyes were hazy and unfocused, as if he might faint at any moment.
The imperial physician was shocked and rushed over to help him up, then poured the medicine into his mouth, saying, "Your Highness, you'll be fine soon after drinking this bowl of medicine."
Qingying waited in the outer hall for a long time. The imperial physician had been inside for half an hour and had not yet come out. She was worried that the thing might be left untied for too long and would ruin his health. She was pacing back and forth anxiously when she saw the little eunuch carrying out Wei Huaixu's old clothes.
She stepped forward, intending to inquire about Wei Huaixu's condition, when she saw the little eunuch looking anxious and flustered, clutching his clothes and running away as if avoiding a plague.
Yu Yue frowned and muttered to herself, "I think I smell something strange."
"What's that weird smell?"
Yu Yue shook her head. "This servant doesn't know what it is either."
Qingying twitched her nose and indeed smelled a strange odor in the air, but she had never smelled it before and didn't know what was emitting it.
Just as I was wondering, Wei Huaixu came out from inside.
He had changed into a new set of clothes, a long, black robe with wide sleeves, and his dark hair was still casually draped behind his head. He was already gentle and refined, and this appearance made his gentleness seem to emanate from his very bones.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting," he said apologetically.
Qingying breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm relieved to see you're alright. Today's events were caused by me. If anything had happened to you, I would have been held responsible even if I had died a thousand times over."
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