Chapter 247 What kind of class do they have to deserve this prince's first time?
The following day, Han Feng performed acupuncture on Shen Chu and Aunt Qiao at the agreed time.
Aunt Qiao was seriously poisoned, and by the time the acupuncture was finished, it was already noon.
Shen Chu said, "Physician Han, please have lunch at my residence first, and then you can administer acupuncture to me after lunch."
Han Feng smiled and cupped his hands in greeting, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Lord Shen."
In front of outsiders, both of them maintained a polite and courteous demeanor.
Just then, a figure flashed over the wall.
Han Feng stared wide-eyed in shock at Pei Yuan, who suddenly appeared carrying a food box.
He looked at Shen Chu questioningly, "What happened? How did this guy get over the wall?"
Shen Chu chuckled twice and said, "The Sixth Prince's residence is right next door. I only found out after I moved in."
next door?
Han Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Pei Yuan with a hint of suspicion.
Judging from his keen eye, which had been studying embroidery techniques for a long time, there was definitely something fishy about this.
Could it be that the residence where Junior Sister lives also belongs to the Sixth Prince?
Pei Yuan met Han Feng's gaze and looked back, "What is Physician Han looking at?"
Han Feng laughed heartily, "Let's see what dishes Your Highness has brought. They smell delicious."
Pei Yuan opened the food box and laid out the dishes inside.
Stewed pork ribs with yam, stir-fried pork liver with spinach, cordyceps and ginseng beef bone soup, and a plate of Eight Treasure Cake as dessert.
Glug.
Han Feng couldn't help but swallow, then picked up his chopsticks to eat.
Snap.
The chopsticks were knocked off.
Pei Yuan withdrew his chopsticks and coldly snorted without expression.
"What kind of class do you have to deserve my first time..."
Chen Chu: ? ? ?
Wasn't she already taken advantage of him the first time?
Han Feng: ? ? ?
What terrifying words did he hear?
"You are also worthy to enjoy the dishes that I, the prince, have cooked for the first time."
Shen Chu suddenly looked up, her face filled with surprise.
"Did His Highness make this himself?"
Pei Yuan touched his chin, looking somewhat uneasy.
"Don't overthink it. The cook had diarrhea today, so I cooked for him myself."
The cook, who was enjoying a delicious meal in the Sixth Prince's kitchen, suddenly felt a chill down his back and sneezed.
Shen Chu looked at Pei Yuan with a somewhat subtle expression.
She didn't believe the cook had diarrhea.
"What are you standing there for? Eat up!"
Pei Yuan pulled Shen Chu down to sit and put the chopsticks in her hand.
"Don't worry, I've tasted it."
Shen Chu took the chopsticks and was about to eat when Han Feng's soft voice sounded behind her.
"Master Xiao Shen."
Chen Chu paused slightly, then looked up to see her senior brother staring intently at the food in front of her, his eyes gleaming with a greenish light.
She felt a chill run down her spine and forced a dry laugh.
"My cook is quite good at cooking, so would you please make do with her, Physician Han?"
Han Feng looked resentful.
There is no harm without comparison.
Shen Chu only moved in yesterday, and the cook is a temporary replacement for the old woman from Aunt Qiao's courtyard.
He originally thought the food was pretty good.
But with the Sixth Prince's delicious-looking and fragrant dishes right there, Han Feng suddenly felt that the food in front of him didn't taste so good anymore.
He desperately tried to convey his longing to Shen Chu with his eyes.
Shen Chu glanced at her senior brother, then at Pei Yuan.
Pei Yuan picked up a piece of pork rib with his chopsticks. "Stop looking, there's no food on my face. Eat up."
Pei Yuan said he would bring her food, but she assumed he would have the household cook prepare it.
I never expected that he made it himself.
She couldn't let this sentiment go to waste.
With a slight purse of her lips, Shen Chu, under the pressure of her senior brother's gaze, resolutely (and impatiently) devoured the delicious-looking rib.
The eldest brother was speechless and tears streamed down his face.
In terms of official rank, he was a sixth-rank official, while his junior sister was a fifth-rank official.
Is the difference between the fifth and sixth ranks really that big?
A single rank is separated by mountains and seas.
Because she didn't get to eat a delicious and visually appealing meal, Han Feng was so upset that she lost all interest in embroidery.
After eating, he urged Shen Chu to begin administering acupuncture.
While receiving the acupuncture, she couldn't help but mutter to herself.
"He's cooking and making soup all the time. Does he think he's primarily here to be a supportive companion during pregnancy?"
The words "pregnancy support" suddenly struck Chen Chu's heart, softening her heart considerably.
She subconsciously touched her stomach.
Perhaps when the child is born, she can tell him in a nostalgic tone: When you were in your mother's belly, your father also cooked for us.
Although it was his first time cooking, Daddy's food was delicious.
Noticing her expression, Han Feng's gaze shifted slightly, and he suddenly called out in a loud voice, "Sixth Prince, please come in for a moment."
Chen Chu was startled and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"
Han Feng curled his lip and snorted coldly, "He just wants to be with you, so let him see the suffering you endured to protect his child."
Shen Chu looked somewhat somber.
"He was unaware of the child's existence."
"He might find out in the future, so let him see it now so he can cherish you and the children in the future."
Shen Chu looked suspicious. "I suspect you're getting revenge on him."
Han Feng sneered, "If you won't let me eat that food, I'll make him feel bad."
"Who should feel sorry for me?" Pei Yuan lifted the curtain and walked into the inner room.
Han Feng laughed heartily.
"I told Lady Shen a joke. Your Highness, you've come at the perfect time. Please keep an eye on Lady Shen. Today's acupuncture will be more painful than the first time, so make sure she doesn't move around too much."
Pei Yuan looked at Shen Chu lying on the bed, her head and arms were covered with silver needles.
Han Feng was stabbing him in the leg.
Even through the clothes, Han Feng inserted the needle quickly and accurately.
As more and more silver needles were inserted, Shen Chu soon felt the pain.
It hurts, much more than the first time I had acupuncture.
The pain was so intense that she couldn't help but wonder if her senior brother was deliberately retaliating because he hadn't gotten to eat the meal.
Pain emanated from every part of her body, as if someone were cutting her limbs with a knife at the same time.
Shen Chu couldn't help but feel the pain and instinctively wanted to curl up.
Han Feng, who was fiddling with the silver needles, said in a deep voice, "Don't let her move."
Pei Yuan reacted quickly and stepped forward to press down on Shen Chu's two hands.
Shen Chu's palms were sweaty, her face was deathly pale, and large beads of sweat seeped from her forehead, wetting her hair.
He bit his lip hard to resist the relentless pain.
She didn't even realize that her lip had been bitten until it bled.
A hand forcefully pried open his lips, and Pei Yuan's deep voice rang in his ear, "Don't bite yourself, bite me."
She instinctively shook her head to refuse, but a sharp pain shot through her, and she couldn't resist biting down hard.
A faint taste of blood wafted from between my lips and teeth.
Shen Chu fainted from the pain.
Pei Yuan's gaze at Han Feng was so cold it made him want to kill him.
"Are you sure you're detoxifying him? Didn't you say this poison wouldn't be difficult to cure? Why is he in so much pain?"
Han Feng was helpless.
Detoxification is not troublesome.
Since the junior sister insisted on protecting the child in her womb, the only option was to use a slow detoxification method.
"Everyone's constitution is different, and Master Shen is more sensitive to pain."
Pei Yuan frowned. "Does that mean he'll experience this much pain every time he needs to be detoxified?"
Han Feng touched his nose, and under his cold gaze, he didn't have the courage to say a word.
The sixth prince's eyes are terrifying.
If he said yes, would the Sixth Prince kill him?
Fortunately, Pei Yuan didn't necessarily have to wait for his answer. He then asked, "How many more acupuncture treatments does he need to be given to completely detoxify him?"
"It will be done once every three days, and nine more acupuncture treatments are needed."
Pei Yuan looked at him coldly, "I know you were recommended by the Feng family to enter the Imperial Hospital, so you'd better not try anything funny."
Otherwise, even with the Feng family protecting you, this prince will not spare you.
Han Feng bowed, "Your humble servant dares not."
Pei Yuan snorted and gestured for him to step back.
Han Feng picked up his medicine box and walked out, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Pei Yuan reaching out and tearing open Chen Chu's belt.
He was so frightened that he shuddered.
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