Chapter 51 The Powerful Photographer vs. the Weak Substitute Daughter 13

Xi Yan suddenly felt uncomfortable all over: "Xuan Imperial Physician! Give me Xuan Imperial Physician!"

Before Xi Chenmu left, he passed by Doctor Wen face to face. After Doctor Wen bowed, he wiped the sweat off his face with his hands behind his back.

Does the Regent want him to save her or not?

From today on, Xi Yan would summon the imperial physician whenever she felt a little uncomfortable, which caused great trouble to the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital.

…

A few days later.

Lin Muqing's arm is almost healed.

But she still didn't hear Xi Chenmu asking her to go back to cook, so she kept learning calligraphy with the Xu father and daughter in the side courtyard.

Le was enjoying his leisure time. After their last conversation, they hadn't seen each other since.

But the system says that his favorability increases by one point every day.

Mr. Xu knew that she was learning calligraphy just to write a cookbook, which he thought was a waste of talent, but he had to teach her in this direction, so he changed his teaching method.

"If there are any words in these recipes that you don't recognize, just write them down and let Mu Ying read them to you."

"Okay." She specifically picked the difficult ones and wrote them down.

Xu Muying was beside her, and every time she wrote a story, Xu Muying would read it.

She practiced for an hour.

Yun Yi suddenly knocked on the door, "Miss Lin,"

Xu Muying went to open the door, "Guard Yun, what's the matter?"

Lin Muqing heard someone calling her and came out, "Guard Yun called me?"

Yun Yi hadn't seen her for a few days, and he always felt that Miss Lin seemed more beautiful than before, and even more bookish. Reading really can change a person's temperament.

"The prince asked you to make chicken soup tonight."

Yun Yi remembered that the prince had said this when he left the mansion in the morning. He was particularly surprised and said in a low voice, "The prince's appetite has been much worse in the past few days. Miss Lin, please make more appetizers."

There was one more thing Yun Yi didn't say, which was that the prince was not in good condition.

He was furious because more than thirty of the Qi family's privately raised elite soldiers had died.

These past few days, the prince has been dealing with the Qi family, setting up a plan to bring back the third prince's remnants and other trivial matters, and he has been casually taking care of his three meals a day.

The prince could often be seen practicing swordplay in the middle of the night.

I couldn’t sleep well, and I couldn’t eat well. I went to the palace during the day and came back at night.

Yun Yi was worried that something might happen to the prince.

"Okay, I'll do it later." Lin Muqing nodded and saw Yun Yi shaking his head and leaving with a sigh.

What happened to Xi Chenmu?

Because of her identity, she couldn't be too proactive. As long as he didn't come, she would have no chance to see him.

In the afternoon, she asked Mr. Xu and his wife to go back early, and she went to the kitchen and spent an hour and a half preparing a table of dishes.

…

Night falls.

In the elegant and bright dining room.

When Lin Muqing brought the dishes up, she found Xi Chenmu was already drinking. His usually deep eyes now seemed covered with a layer of black mist, and he looked at her intently.

"My Lord."

"Well, serve the food for me." Xi Chenmu saw her approaching, looked at her standing beside him, slightly bending over, and serving the food seriously.

What she picked up were all his favorite fried fish pieces. He had never told anyone that he liked fish, but whenever she cooked, there would always be one dish with fish.

It turns out that just looking at her can make me feel an indescribable happiness.

"Is your hand okay?" He had drunk some wine, and his voice was a little low. She was bending over, and they were very close, as if she was whispering to Lin Muching.

She shrank her neck as if she was burned and moved back a little.

"Okay, the medicine the prince gave me is very effective."

The emotion on Xi Chenmu's face was difficult to discern; he just said "hmm" and didn't ask any further questions.

He picked up the chopsticks and took a few bites.

When Lin Muqing picked up another piece of chicken and put it in his bowl, a hand suddenly covered his wrist.

Although there was a thin sleeve between them, the temperature of his hand was very high and was transmitted to her wrist.

She froze and did not move, her eyelashes trembling constantly, as if to hide the panic in her heart. Xi Chenmu looked at her sideways.

"My Lord..."

He said in a slow tone, "I feel a little dizzy."

Lin Muqing felt that his temperature was high, and subconsciously put his hand on his forehead.

Xi Chenmu felt a chill on her forehead, which made her feel nostalgic, but she let it go in an instant.

It was so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

Lin Muqing seemed to be afraid of being blamed.

"My Lord..."

Xi Chenmu: "I don't blame you."

He is not a man-eating beast.

"Your Highness, you have a fever." Lin Muqing ran out and called for help, saying to Yun Yi who was standing at the door, "Call the court doctor, your Highness is ill."

She turned back, worry clearly visible in her eyes, "My Lord, do you need me to help you to the bed?"

Xi Chenmu stood up and said, "Yeah, I feel a little dizzy."

She put her hand on his shoulder, and when Xi Chenmu took a step forward, she followed him.

Yun Yi was no longer at the door.

Yun Qin was nowhere to be seen either.

Xi Chenmu's bedroom was just behind. Lin Muqing helped him back. A faint smell of alcohol came from his nostrils, which she could not ignore above her head.

She couldn't help but ask, "Prince, why are you drinking when you're not feeling well?"

"I didn't expect that." He just felt bored.

Back in the room, the bedroom was very deep and luxurious. Xi Chenmu took her around the front hall before reaching the master bedroom.

Lin Muqing untied his hair crown, and when he lay on the bed, she covered him with a quilt.

"Your Highness, please have a good rest. The court doctor will be here soon."

"Um."

The court doctor arrived soon. After taking the pulse, he said earnestly, "Your Highness often practices swordplay at night, which is a bad habit. It is easy to catch a cold. In addition, you drank alcohol. I will prescribe two doses of medicine. Your Highness should have a good rest these two days."

Although Xi Chenmu felt uncomfortable, he never lost his temper and said calmly, "Go down."

"Your Highness, do you want my daughter to suffer?" After she said this, she found Xi Chenmu was looking at her.

"No, go get me a glass of water." He closed his eyes, covered his forehead, and a blush appeared on his face.

His eyebrows and eyes were originally as delicate as a painting. At this moment, his hair crown was undone, and some of his long hair was tangled in front of his chest. Although he was drunk, he also looked sickly, but his expression of trying hard to be spirited was very touching.

She quickly went to pour a glass of warm water, walked to the bed, and Xi Chenmu sat up.

When he took it, he only grasped the rim of the cup and did not touch her hand.

Xi Chenmu: "Do you like practicing calligraphy?"

Lin Muqing had already noticed his strange behavior today, so she changed the subject and asked, "Ah?"

"like."

Xi Chenmu pointed to the desk not far away and said, "Practice it for me."

"Okay." She walked over and started grinding ink. She flattened the rice paper with both hands, not knowing what to write.

So he wrote the word "慕".

From Xi Chenmu's perspective, she only had a back view, a plain silk dress, and black hair draped over her shoulders, but she attracted his attention.

He looked at it for a while and said, "What did you write? Show it to me."

Lin Muqing picked it up, looking a little shy, "One word Mu."

Xi Chenmu's eyes flickered, "My name?"

She turned around, shaking the rice paper in her hand, avoiding his gaze and lowering her head, "I dare not."

Xi Chenmu stood up with his feet touching the ground, his face red, and it was unclear whether he was drunk or had a high fever.

"You dare, you dare."

In the bedroom, their eyes met from afar, and their gentle breathing seemed to be a forbidden response.

Until Xi Chenmu walked up to her, put his hands on the desk, and trapped her between his arms.

There was a hint of red in those deep peach blossom eyes, which were filled with warmth as they stared at her from a close distance.

At this moment, the rice paper in Lin Muqing's hand became the only medium between them.

It's so thin that it can be broken with just a poke.

"…Prince, you are drunk."

The girl grasped the two sides of the rice paper tightly, wanting to retreat but having no way to retreat.

"I'm not drunk, I just miss you." Xi Chenmu felt a little dizzy, and the girl in front of him turned into two, then four.

Lin Muqing suddenly raised her head from his chest, but he fell unconscious with his head resting on her shoulder.

"Prince?"

A heavy body pressed down on her and she hurried to hold on to it.

System [Is the hero in such poor health? ]

"It would be strange if you are not bad if you drink too much." Lin Muqing was very strong, so he carried him back to the bed.

"With this body, you still want to tease me?" She poked someone's red cheek playfully, "You're quite voluptuous."

He poked it twice more.

Xi Chenmu reached out to grasp the coolness, heard two sentences in a daze, and thought he was dreaming.