"Yu'er, can you forgive me?" Zhao Xuanyi forced himself to feel uncomfortable, raised his eyes, and said softly, "I know I did something wrong, and it's right for you to be angry, Yu'er."
"But I can't bear to let Yu'er worry about me. If Yu'er doesn't want to see me again..." Zhao Xuanyi lowered his eyes, tears in the corners of his eyes, and the tears flashed with broken light.
"Then I will listen to Yu'er and never get close to her again, so as not to annoy her."
Wen Liyu was so upset when she saw the beauty crying, "Brother Yi, please stop talking. I'm not angry anymore."
A gleam of light flashed in Zhao Xuanyi's eyes, and just as the corners of his mouth were about to rise, his body suddenly fell backwards.
His head hit the pillow, and the sudden feeling of weightlessness made his vision go black, almost making him vomit.
Grass!
Zhao Xuanyin had a cold expression on his face. He pulled Wen Liyu to his side and gently placed his palm on her round and petite shoulder. "Third brother, how can you, with your weight, press on Xiaoyu?"
He shook his head and sighed, as if looking at his ignorant brother, "What if Xiaoyu gets hurt?"
Zhao Xuanyi endured it again and again, but finally didn't want to lose his demeanor and image in front of Wen Liyu, so he used telepathy to curse her.
Zhao Xuanyi: ...You know shit! I didn't even push it up!
Zhao Xuanyin: Haha.
Zhao Xuanyi: Let Yu'er go!
Zhao Xuanyin: No, if you have the guts, get out of bed and fight.
Zhao Xuanyi: You are just taking advantage of my illness. If I hadn't been unconscious for several days, Yu'er would have forgiven me.
Zhao Xuanyin: ...You're talking nonsense.
Zhao Xuanyi: Haha.
The two of them exchanged a few quick words using eye contact and telepathy, but in the end neither could win the argument.
They had no conversation, and because they were fed up with each other, they cut off the connection at the same time.
Zhao Xuanyin retracted his gaze and bent down with concern, his black eyes flashing with a wolf-like green light. "Xiaoyu, do you feel your shoulders are heavy? Can I help you massage them?"
Wen Liyu didn't notice the quarrel between the two of them. She touched her shoulder and shook her head, "It's not uncomfortable."
"How is that possible? He must have been pressed to the point of losing consciousness." Zhao Xuanyin sighed, "If I leave it alone, he will definitely be extremely sore tomorrow."
"I'll take you next door and give you a good massage."
After he finished speaking, he hugged Wen Liyu and walked out, without giving Zhao Xuanyi time to react.
Before he left, he glanced at Doctor Chen coldly and said, "Doctor Chen, please give my third brother acupuncture treatment quickly. Don't let him suffer for too long."
There was a hint of sarcasm in Zhao Xuanyin's tone, "It's not good for a grown man to always look sickly."
"Are you right, Third Brother?"
Zhao Xuanyi's fingers tightly grasped the sheets underneath, his fingertips turning white from the force. He responded in a deep voice, word by word, "Second brother is right."
He needs to recover quickly so that he won't be in the situation he is in now where he can't even stand up and stop his second brother.
If it weren't for this sudden illness.
Zhao Xuanyi's eyes turned gloomy. He turned his head to look at the little eunuch and made a mouth shape.
The young eunuch's mind raced, and he immediately understood what his master meant. He turned around to find the guard who was supposed to deal with Chen Qingqing and asked him to come over and be on standby.
Wen Liyu came back to her senses from the beauty and stuck her head out beside Zhao Xuanyin, "Brother Yi, please ask Doctor Chen to treat him. The sooner he is treated, the better."
"Yu'er won't bother Brother Yi in the room. I'll come back to see you after the imperial physician finishes the treatment."
Zhao Xuanyi looked at her, his eyes softened, and he nodded with a smile, "Okay, I'll wait for Yu'er to come back."
Zhao Xuanyin lowered his eyebrows and used some strength to let Wen Liyu get closer to him, "Xiaoyu, let's go."
After leaving the door, Wen Liyu stopped and said, "Brother Yin, I have to go to the main courtyard."
"Hmm?" Zhao Xuanyin thought for a moment and nodded, "I'll go with you."
"I've been in the Wen Mansion for so long, but I haven't met General Wen yet."
Wen Liyu did not refuse, "Then Brother Yin, come with me."
Wen Xiuye was in the main courtyard, sitting in the hall with his mother. The couple had been married for nearly twenty years, but they were still very much in love.
Originally, something happened to the prince at the door of his own mansion, and Wen Xiuye should have stayed with Zhao Xuanyi until he woke up.
But who made Zhao Xuanyi do something that made him unhappy? After he finished his own part, he left the servant behind and came back to accompany his wife.
Originally, I wanted to take my daughter with me, but Wen Liyu herself didn't want to go.
When Wen Xiuye saw the person coming, he quickly put down the embroidery needle and white handkerchief in his hand, stood up, and stepped forward to greet him, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to the Second Prince, Your Majesty..."
"Uncle, there's no need to be so polite." Zhao Xuanyin held Wen Xiuye's arm firmly. "I'm being rude by coming here without handing in a visiting card."
"Second Prince, please don't say that." Wen Xiuye said patiently, "Second Prince, you can come anytime. There's no need to send a visiting card. It's too troublesome."
"With what my uncle said, I feel relieved." Zhao Xuanyin sat in the main seat and took a sip of tea.
Wen Liyu had already run behind the screen to talk to her mother.
Wen Xiuye sat in the deputy seat, "Has the Third Prince woken up?"
"Third brother just woke up." Zhao Xuanyin nodded, explained the general situation, and then suddenly sighed.
"Why did Your Highness suddenly sigh?" Wen Xiuye was a little puzzled.
Zhao Xuanyin shook his head. "I'm just worried that my third brother's illness won't get better. This disease came on inexplicably, and it makes people feel weak all over. They can even faint from coughing. This..."
"Xiaoyu and my third brother's wedding is approaching. Perhaps Father will listen to others' advice and move the wedding forward to bring good luck to my third brother. But if my third brother doesn't get better, then Xiaoyu..."
Wen Xiuye's thick black eyebrows were tightly furrowed. He thought about what he meant and suddenly became anxious.
He originally thought that there was no need to withdraw since there were still four months left for the wedding, and he wanted to come up with a foolproof solution.
If this disease cannot be cured and the wedding date is really advanced to bring good luck, then his precious daughter will become a widow!
This won’t do!
Wen Xiuye gathered his thoughts, his eyes blazing as he looked at Zhao Xuanyin, "Second Prince, you're not saying this to me out of kindness, are you?"
Zhao Xuanyin smiled and asked, "Why would you think so, uncle?"
He had heard that General Wen's personality was quite different from his appearance, and thought it was an exaggeration, but he didn't expect it to be true.
Forget it, it’s better to be straightforward.
"I can't bear beating around the bush." Wen Xiuye waved his hand, glanced at the screen, then lowered his voice and said, "I heard everything about what the Third Prince did from Yu'er."
"Yu'er is still hesitant, but I don't want to hand over the treasure to someone who doesn't care."
When he said these words, his eyes were as sharp as torches, staring at Zhao Xuanyin, trying to see something from his face.
"I will go to the palace in three days to discuss this matter with the Emperor. By then, I will definitely find a better candidate for Yu'er."
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