"Sixth Prince, after drinking this medicine, your typhoid fever will be completely cured."
Without even looking, Yi Chenli knew that it was Li Gui who had delivered the medicine, and that only Li Gui would take such good care of him.
Yi Chenli glanced at the medicine on the table indifferently, but did not touch it.
Who cares whether he's healthy or not! Perhaps his death would be a relief.
The room had no windows open, making it feel rather gloomy, which in turn made everyone feel quite heavy-hearted.
Eunuch Li walked to the window and opened a small one. Sunlight streamed through the layers of palace buildings and into the room, illuminating the entire space.
Yi Chenli felt a little uncomfortable in his eyes and reached out to shield them, but sunlight still managed to sneak in through his fingers.
Suddenly, a round, chubby figure flashed through Yi Chenli's mind. She had such a high fever that day, and he wondered if she was feeling better after all these days.
These days, Eunuch Li occasionally sees Yi Chenli holding a painting in his hand, a snow scene. He remembers that the painting was only obtained when he went to pick up the prince that day. Could it be that he just got it that day?
On a whim, Eunuch Li casually remarked, "I didn't know that the master has been ill these past few days. The fourth young lady of the An family has caught the flu, and I heard she doesn't have many days left to live."
"What a pity, that little girl is so cute."
"......"
Yi Chenli was no longer interested in listening to what Li Gui said after that.
Is the round, chubby baby going to die of illness?
Yi Chenli's calm expression wavered slightly.
Although they only met once, for some reason, Yi Chenli has been thinking about the little girl holding his little finger and vowing to be his eyes and legs these past two days, and about that painting—he's been lingering on it for far too long lately.
Yi Chenli didn't like this feeling.
He doesn't need such useless emotions.
He thought maliciously, "That girl is clearly a person with a short life, yet she dares to talk big and say that she wants to be his eyes and his legs. She is too presumptuous."
In his frustration, he angrily threw the painting on the ground.
The sketchbook was set up on an easel, and when it was thrown like that, the easel parts scattered all over the floor, everywhere.
Eunuch Li was startled: "Master, please don't be angry, this servant will not mention it again."
This painting, after all, was something the master had liked for several days. Eunuch Li squatted down, picking up the easel, wondering if he could put the painting back up.
"Hey, there seems to be a note in this easel?"
They had only picked up half of the items when they discovered that there was more to the painting than met the eye.
Before Eunuch Li could hand over the note, Yi Chenli wheeled himself over and snatched it away with a "whoosh".
A smile appeared on Eunuch Li's lips as he teased, "So, Master has a little secret that he can't let this old servant see."
"No. Father-in-law has misunderstood." Perhaps feeling guilty, Yi Chenli answered quickly.
Eunuch Li then asked, "And this painting?"
Yi Chenli's face twitched, and he squeezed out the words: "Find someone to rebuild the painting."
"Yes, this old servant understands."
Eunuch Li thought to himself, "My master is mature beyond his years. No matter how much pain he feels, he never utters a sound and just endures it. After injuring his leg, he has become extremely sensitive, and even if he likes something, he doesn't show it."
It was rare for his master to be so emotional, and he could tell that his master must like the painting.
He wondered if the painting was a gift from the little girl from that day.
After learning that Yuan Gun Gun was going to die, Yi Chenli had very complicated feelings. He turned his back and quietly opened the note.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com