"I won't!"
Mu Run took out a small sachet from his pocket and hung it on his belt.
"What is this?" Fu Yunchen touched the sachet; it was a bit too small.
Mu Run said, "I made you a sachet, isn't it pretty?"
Fu Yunchen: "...Beautiful!"
"Xiaocao taught me. She's very good at needlework and can even do double-sided embroidery."
"Who is Xiaocao?" Fu Yunchen often heard Qiaoyu and Xiaoxing from her. He had Qiao Dongzi check, and both of them were fine.
Mu Run replied, "A newly purchased maid in the manor."
"A newcomer?" Fu Yunchen looked at her. "Yes, I understand."
Mu Run yawned. "Alright, alright, you go to court. I'm going back to sleep."
"The three-year period, you can calculate how long it will take."
"Four more years!" Mu Run said with a smile.
"..."
And it's getting longer and longer.
...
When Mu Run returned to the dormitory, one or two people were already getting ready to get up. Seeing her return from outside, she yawned and went back to bed, assuming she had just gotten up for the night.
Little Grass rolled over, pulled the blanket tighter, and continued sleeping.
Mu Run hadn't been asleep for long when Xiao Xing woke him up, "Breakfast is ready! There are meat buns for breakfast today. Get up quickly, they're your favorite meat buns."
Mu Run was still half asleep, reluctant to leave the bed, but as soon as she heard about meat buns, she immediately got up. "Come on, come on, they're best when they're fresh out of the steamer."
She was tormented by that scoundrel for half the night last night. He must have learned some tricks from somewhere; it was even more exhausting than a real encounter. And the result of that exhaustion was that she was both sleepy and hungry!
Mu Run ran off with Xiao Xing, without even having time to fold the blankets.
When Qiaoyu returned from outside, she saw Xiaocao helping Murun tidy up the bed.
"Little Grass, let's go eat. The food is great today, not only are there meat buns, but also duck blood soup. It's incredibly delicious."
"I'll go over after I've tidied up Sister Ling's blankets." Xiao Cao neatly rolled up Mu Run's blankets.
When Mu Run returned after eating and drinking her fill, she saw the blankets already neatly made. "Who's so kind?"
"Little Grass, she's quite well-behaved," Qiaoyu said with a smile. "Your eyes look rather dark; you didn't sleep well last night, did you?"
Mu Run's ears burned as she recalled last night, and she made up an excuse, saying, "My stomach was a little upset last night, so I went out."
"Did you catch a cold? I'll make you a bowl of soup to warm you up later."
"Okay." After Mu Run taught Qiao Yu and Xiao Xing how to make the cold-dispelling soup, they would brew it whenever they had a headache or fever, and it would cure them immediately. They almost regarded it as a miracle soup.
...
Fu Yunchen arrived at the palace gate in a carriage.
Song Gonggong, Emperor Xiaozhi's personal steward, was already waiting at the palace gate. Upon seeing him arrive, he immediately led him into the palace and towards Tai'an Hall.
A group of imperial physicians stood guard outside the palace, trembling with fear, their faces ashen.
Fu Yunchen seemed to be deep in thought, and asked Eunuch Song, "Although His Majesty's condition was dangerous yesterday, it is not yet critical."
Eunuch Song sighed, "My lord, please go inside and let His Majesty see you first. Please allow me to report later."
Fu Yunchen stood in front of the imperial couch and first looked at the curtains of the couch. They were made of the finest imperial tribute brocade, embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon symbolizing the emperor.
As I looked at it, I even touched the material with my hand.
Upon seeing this, Eunuch Song's expression changed slightly, and he asked, "Sir, is there something wrong with this curtain?"
"Hmm?" Fu Yunchen glanced at Eunuch Song and saw his serious expression, realizing that he had misunderstood.
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