C16 (1/2)

Returning to the Lin Mansion, Lin Chu Yue ordered Liu Er to boil some medicine to ease the pain.

”It's alright, make the medicine according to the prescription that I wrote and send it to the patients of West Wing. I will give them a diagnosis in the afternoon.”

At the side, when Liu Er saw her young miss like that, her originally calm heart once again rose up to her throat: ”Young miss, your face is so red, did you have a fever?”

”Oh, what else does Eldest Miss want to eat?” Liu Er knew that the young miss had purposely let her go, so she didn't continue asking.

Lin Chu Yue shook her head as she rubbed her temples, and laid on the bed.

At this time, within the Flame King's Mansion, a group of guards were watching Feng Yan returning to the residence by himself. Could it be that last night, the Duke and Lady Lin ….

All the guards looked at each other. They had already understood that they could no longer call him Lady Lin, but Her Royal Highness instead!

In the Flame King's Mansion's study room, Feng Yan sat on a bench and played with the pummelo seed that he left behind in the Ten Thousand Flowers House.

”Your Highness, the medicine is here.” The guard thought for a while, then brought the pill into the study, which was filled with the bitter and bitter soup, and placed it in front of Feng Yan.

The pitch-black medicinal juice was drifting about with a strange smell, and his deep eyes were fixed on the soup. He waved his hand, signaling the guards to bring the medicinal juice down.

”But Your Highness, if you don't drink the medicine, you won't be able to sleep.” Although Kun Peng could guess that the duke's good mood today was related to the Lady Lin, if he did not take the medicine, the prince would not be able to sleep at all.

”Drop it. This King does not need the help of this medicine in the future.”

Feng Yan's words puzzled the guard, Kun Peng. Ever since that incident, the duke had been unable to sleep soundly every night, and could only fall asleep with the help of some medicine that could calm his mind. ”Yes, Your Highness. This lowly servant will pour the Spirit-Sobering Medicine away now.”

The pummelo seed in his hands still had that woman's fragrance, and Feng Yan never thought that he would actually be able to sleep so peacefully last night.

It was unknown how long it had been since he had a peaceful sleep. Was it a year, or was it ten years?

But yesterday, when he hugged Lin Chu Yue, he felt a serenity that had never existed before, until he slowly fell asleep.

Lin Chu Yue...

Lin Mansion ate some porridge and Lin Chu Yue slept through the afternoon.