Yue Lingfeng leaned in Wen Yu's arms, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were blurry. He could vaguely feel Wen Yu calling him anxiously.
But he was becoming increasingly confused, and could not hear anything clearly. He could only mutter instinctively: "Miss... I'm fine..."
Wen Yu patted his cheek and said, "It's all burned to ashes, and you still say it's okay."
She signaled Liuchun and the driver to help him onto the carriage, "Hurry up and go to the clinic. Don't let him get burned into a fool right after he passed the exam. That would be a big loss for me."
After getting on the carriage, Wen Yu put her arm around Yue Lingfeng and let him lean on her shoulder, while her other hand touched his forehead, which was getting hotter and hotter.
"Princess, I heard that many candidates were carried out of the Imperial Examination Hall two days after the Spring Examination, and none of them survived those three days and two nights."
Wen Yu had heard about the difficulty of the spring imperial examination when she was studying history.
The examinees were not all young and strong people with talent. There were also those who took the examination in their fifties or sixties.
They were already weak and sickly, and this year's winter lasted longer, and spring was slow to arrive. In just two short nights, countless people fell ill or even died suddenly.
Yue Lingfeng himself was weak, with a disease he had been born with, but he was able to hold on for three days and two nights, which showed that his willpower was extremely strong.
However, burning to this extent certainly did not happen overnight. He must have been burned during the exam. Then could he still stay sober when he picked up the pen?
It’s not that Wen Yu doesn’t believe in Yue Lingfeng’s ability. After all, this physical factor is irresistible.
Just like if you suddenly have a fever during the college entrance examination, it is normal to perform poorly. Who can guarantee that your thinking is clear?
However, Wen Yu didn't care whether he was the top scholar or not. What she valued was the person, not the title of top scholar.
Having it would just be icing on the cake, but not having it wouldn't prevent her from getting it.
"Princess, we are at the clinic. I will call the doctor to help."
As she spoke, she jumped out of the carriage and pulled out the doctor who was sorting out the medicine cabinet.
The doctor naturally knew Liuchun and immediately knew that it was the princess who had arrived.
"I greet the princess." The doctor bowed and asked, "Is the princess here to visit Prime Minister Lin?"
Wen Yu lifted the car curtain and ignored his question: "He has a fever, he's very hot, help him in."
The doctor was stunned for a moment, then very professionally called his apprentice to help Yue Lingfeng steadily into the ward.
After this ordeal, Wen Yu couldn't help but break out in sweat on her forehead.
Liuchun took out a handkerchief and wiped her hair. Just as the two were about to follow the doctor, they heard a salute from the side.
"I greet the princess. May the princess live forever."
Wen Yu glanced sideways and saw an unfamiliar man dressed as a servant.
The servant bowed and said, "The princess must be here to visit Lord Lin?"
Master Lin?
Wen Yu was stunned, then thought about it, did she know the official named Lin?
After thinking for a while without any results, Wen Yu waved her hand and said "I don't know him", then walked into the clinic.
After receiving such an answer, Lin Yuzhi's personal servant was stunned while holding the lunch box.
No, don’t know him?
The eldest princess actually said that she didn’t know you, sir?
The servant Acheng saw Wen Yu enter the next ward and returned to Lin Yuzhi's room in confusion.
At this time, Lin Yuzhi was half leaning on the bed, dozing with his eyes closed.
He didn't open his eyes when he heard the footsteps, as if he knew who was coming.
"Sir, I just saw the eldest princess at the door."
Lin Yuzhi's eyebrows moved slightly when he heard this, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Ah Cheng arranged the dishes one by one, "Today's dishes have been improved, they will definitely suit your taste. You haven't touched your chopsticks much in the past few days, and you have lost weight. I am worried when I see you..."
Lin Yuzhi lowered his eyes and did not look at the delicious food specially prepared for him. After a moment of silence, he looked outside the screen and asked, "Didn't you say that you met the princess?"
"Yes, sir, please eat something first."
Lin Yuzhi frowned: "Then what?"
"And then?" Ah Cheng was holding the bowl, not quite understanding what the word "and then" meant.
Lin Yuzhi's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness, and he repeated: "You met the princess, and then what?"
"My lord, you are asking this. The princess seems to be sweating for some reason. My lord, this food can't stand being kept for a long time. You should eat it quickly, otherwise it will get cold."
Lin Yuzhi: ...
He pinched his brows and asked, "Where's the princess?"
Ah Cheng smiled and said, "The eldest princess is very nice. Just now she said she didn't know you, my lord. According to me, the most important thing for you now is to fill your stomach. I will ride you."
"Where is the princess?"
"My lord, didn't I just tell you? The princess is in the clinic. I told you as soon as I got here that the princess was sweating profusely for some reason."
Lin Yuzhi closed his eyes, then lifted the quilt, supported himself with his arms on the headboard and sat up a little, preparing to get out of bed.
Seeing this, Ah Cheng quickly put down the bowl, supported him, and said worriedly: "Sir, what are you doing? The imperial physician said that you should not get out of bed for the time being."
Lin Yuzhi looked at Acheng in silence.
Ah Cheng was an orphan he picked up. He was a little dull, but very loyal, so he kept him by his side as a personal servant, usually responsible for some trivial tasks that did not require any brainpower.
In the past, Lin Yuzhi didn't care that he always missed the point when speaking, but at this moment, he felt a rare slight feeling of annoyance in his heart.
"What I mean is, if the princess is here, why hasn't she come in yet?"
Ah Cheng patted his head, as if he had just realized something belatedly: "My lord, are you asking this? Then just ask directly. You know I am not smart. If you ask in a roundabout way, I won't understand. Oh, yes, my lord, if you don't move your chopsticks, the food will really get cold..."
Lin Yuzhi: ...
"You don't have to come tomorrow. Let Mamoru come instead."
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