These two siblings are so different! Ye Shan doesn't need him to say much; she knows how to cooperate. If Meng Qi doesn't give her a proper instruction, she can ruin everything.
There's nothing to fight over like this; he's willing to help, and Su Wenyuan is happy to take it easy.
As soon as they entered the room, Sheng Jingyu punched Meng Qi in a bad mood. The punch wasn't very strong, but it still stunned Meng Qi.
"Are you stupid?" Sheng Jingyu shouted angrily in a low voice.
He looked full of energy and showed no signs of illness.
“I’ve never seen you so perceptive before. Go and bring the princess in! Then go find your sister. If you don’t understand something, ask her!” Sheng Jingyu didn’t want to explain any further.
Before Meng Qi could react, Sheng Jingyu gave him a hard shove, sending him flying.
Su Wenyuan was still in the courtyard when she heard the noise and turned around abruptly, looking at him with a puzzled expression.
Meng Qi scratched his head and explained, "Princess, please do it. I'm too tired to do it."
"ah?"
Su Wenyuan was confused; what had he done to get tired?
You're already tired after just helping them inside?
"The prince is in his room by himself." After saying this, Meng Qi disappeared in a flash.
These people seem a bit off today, so Su Wenyuan quietly went into the room.
In the room, Sheng Jingyu sat there pitifully, staring blankly ahead. Su Wenyuan's heart softened, and her tone became even gentler.
"What would Your Highness like to eat? I'll go and tell the kitchen."
"Just pick what you like to eat. Ever since you changed the kitchen, I've enjoyed the meals every day," Sheng Jingyu smiled.
Su Wenyuan cried out in her heart, "So pitiful, so incredibly pitiful!"
For so many years before, he could only eat vegetable leaves.
Su Wenyuan wished she could grind those old women to dust; it was too easy for them to die so quickly.
The Empress was also involved; she deserved to die the most.
Meng Qi came to Ye Shan feeling wronged, only to be scolded by Ye Shan again.
"Don't go to Zhuyue Pavilion lately. The kitchen needs someone to tend the fire, you'll be perfect for that!" Ye Shan looked at him with exasperation.
Meng Qi lowered his head and slunk away.
Hua Ling already knew Sheng Jingyu's ulterior motives and exclaimed from the bottom of her heart, "How shameless!"
He tried to gain Su Wenyuan's sympathy by feigning pitifulness, hoping to develop some feelings for her.
We're not afraid of being exposed one day.
Ye Shan also felt that this behavior was hard to judge, but as long as the master liked it, that was fine.
Hua Ling painstakingly brewed a bowl of tonic medicine. She wasn't even this meticulous when she was actually treating an illness; she threw all the bitter medicines in the yard into it.
After this medicine is boiled, the medicine pot will have to be thrown away.
When it was delivered to Su Wenyuan, she didn't even want to take it; the smell was pungent and bitter.
"Is this... for treating illnesses?" Su Wenyuan took it with some doubt, stirred it a couple of times with a spoon. This was more like porridge than medicine!
This bowl of medicine was even thicker than the porridge cooked in the kitchen. Su Wenyuan suspected that she would have to chew it before swallowing it, let alone drink it.
Hua Ling said in a serious tone, "The root cause of his illness lies in his physical condition. This bowl of medicine may not look like much, but it has an amazing effect. You can try it if you don't believe me."
"No, no, I want to live for another two years." Su Wenyuan scooped up a spoonful and held it to Sheng Jingyu's lips.
Sheng Jingyu hesitated and said, "How about we let it air dry a little longer?"
He also wants to live a good life. Is Hua Ling going crazy? What is this bowl of stuff?
Su Wenyuan advised, "You should drink it now. I feel it's getting even stickier in just a short while. If you don't drink it now, you'll have to chew it dry."
Helpless, Sheng Jingyu frowned and drank the medicine, having mentally prepared herself, but she still almost vomited.
Su Wenyuan then made a pained expression and asked, "Is it quite bitter?"
"...It's alright." Sheng Jingyu said stubbornly, but his tone of voice had changed.
"Yuexiu, go and get some candied fruit," Su Wenyuan instructed.
Hua Ling quickly stopped her, saying, "No, it will affect the medicine's effectiveness. Good medicine tastes bitter, so just bear with it; you'll recover faster that way."
Sheng Jingyu turned her head with gritted teeth, about to glare at him, but then realized she couldn't give herself away, so she turned back.
Jealousy, Hua Ling was just jealous, jealous that he had the princess taking care of him.
Thinking about it this way, Sheng Jingyu felt much better.
I drank the medicine one sip after another, and the bitterness faded.
His distorted features gradually relaxed, and he even took advantage of the situation by holding onto Su Wenyuan's arm, saying that this way he could feel her movements and feel at ease.
After finishing her medicine, Su Wenyuan returned the bowl to Hua Ling and asked, "Do I still need to avoid any certain foods?"
"No need, he probably has some kind of problem with his sense of taste." Hua Ling pouted.
If he can drink this kind of stuff, what else is he incapable of doing?
Su Wenyuan nodded and said, "Then let's do something good to nourish our bodies."
Hua Ling smiled maliciously and said, "That bowl of medicine was enough to nourish you."
The bitterness of the medicine is just the first step; the real excitement begins at night.
The two of them stayed in their room all afternoon without going out.
Sheng Jingyu didn't need much care from Su Wenyuan; he just lay in bed, neither sleeping nor making any fuss.
Su Wenyuan was reading a book. Since she had nothing better to do, she could ask Sheng Jingyu if she didn't know something. After asking a few times, her desire to kill the Empress grew stronger.
Sheng Jingyu could answer all her questions, providing explanations with classical allusions and incorporating local customs, anecdotes, and strange tales.
He must have studied hard to know these things.
Yasukawa is a vast country with diverse customs and landscapes in different regions, all of which Sheng Jingyu understands to some extent, including the situation in the surrounding small countries.
No wonder everyone thought he would be the future emperor before he went blind.
If Su Wenyuan had to choose, she would choose him too.
But all of this was ruined by the Empress.
Su Wenyuan sighed softly, trying her best to control her emotions, but Sheng Jingyu still noticed.
The two remained silent for a long time before Ye Shan finally knocked on the door, breaking the eerie atmosphere.
Dinner was ready, and Ye Shan came over to ask whether they wanted to eat in their room or in the front hall.
Su Wenyuan had someone place it in the room, but since Sheng Jingyu wasn't feeling well, she shouldn't bother with it.
As the sun set, the sky was tinged with red, and golden rays of light streamed through the window, bathing Su Wenyuan in their glow and making her appear exceptionally beautiful.
With her head lowered and eyes downcast, her hair slid down in front of her. Su Wenyuan frowned slightly and reached out to pull it behind her back.
He picked up his chopsticks again, gently picked out the tender meat from the fish's belly, placed it in Sheng Jingyu's bowl, and said softly, "Your Highness, please try it."
Sheng Jingyu quickly lowered his head. Every move Su Wenyuan made just now felt like she was teasing him, making his blood rush to his head.
Su Wenyuan looked exceptionally beautiful today, and every move she made made his heart race.
The reason is simple: Hua Ling's medicine has begun to show results.
In reality, Su Wenyuan wasn't that refined at all. She could put on an act in front of others, but behind their backs, she'd be flailing her chopsticks around like sparks.
The way she wolfed down her food was so impressive that only Sheng Jingyu could see the effect of her blushing and heart racing.
"Would you like some wine?" Sheng Jingyu's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were unfathomable.
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