It was the alluring woman who spoke first: "Your Highness is looking at me like that, I'm so embarrassed."
As she spoke, she leaned closer to Feng Muting.
But before she could even reach Feng Muting, he dodged her.
The woman lost her footing and almost fell.
The woman who looked more innocent said, "Your Highness, Rou'er will serve you well..."
Feng Muting looked at the two women, but had no thoughts about them whatsoever.
He thought for a moment, then said, "Take it off."
Both men were taken aback, but the glamorous woman made the first move.
The innocent-looking woman was still acting shy, fidgeting with her hands.
But just as they took off their outer garments, they heard a knock on the door, followed by Su Fuliu's voice: "Your Highness, I've come to see you. May I come in?"
Feng Muting was taken aback, wondering why Su Fuliu had come.
He looked at the woman in front of him, who was halfway undressed, and immediately replied, "No way!"
Su Fuliu, standing outside the door, paused for a moment, then said, "Your Highness, what's wrong? Are you really feeling unwell? If you are, you should see a doctor. Or should I call one for you?"
"No need!" Feng Muting replied, then whispered to the two women in front of him, "Hurry up and put your clothes on!"
The two women looked at each other with puzzled expressions.
Feng Muting immediately lost his temper again: "What are you staring at? Can't you understand what I'm saying?!"
Su Fuliu, who was outside the door, was startled by the shout and almost dropped the food she was carrying.
"Alright, alright, I won't call the doctor, Your Highness, please don't be angry. Well, if I won't call the doctor, can't Your Highness just let me in?"
Su Fuliu felt that Feng Muting was definitely not feeling well, so he still wanted to go in and check on him to put his mind at ease. Besides, he had to send the food he had worked so hard to prepare to Feng Muting so he could taste it.
"No, I don't want to see anyone right now. You should leave. Didn't I tell you to rest? What are you doing out here?!" Feng Muting replied.
"Little one..."
"Enough, enough, there's no need to say anything more. You should get back and rest now!" Feng Muting said.
Su Fuliu looked down at the food he was holding, which he had carefully prepared for Feng Muting.
But now that Feng Muting doesn't want to see him, should he just leave?
But what if Feng Muting is really unwell and doesn't let anyone know, thus delaying his treatment?
Thinking of this, Su Fuliu decided that even if he would be punished by Feng Muting, he would still go in to see him.
So he reached out and pushed open the study door...
Chapter 63 You're overthinking again.
After Su Fuliu went in without permission, she found Feng Muting standing there unharmed, with two disheveled women standing in front of him.
He was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood why Feng Muting insisted on not letting him in.
It turns out he was keeping a mistress in a gilded cage.
Feng Muting was also surprised that Su Fuliu would dare to barge in: "Didn't I tell you to go back and rest?!"
However, he also noticed the food Su Fuliu was carrying, which seemed to have been specially prepared for him by Su Fuliu.
But now, he's finding it hard to explain the situation.
Su Fuliu glanced at the two women, feeling somewhat displeased.
Perhaps it was because his good intentions were in vain.
"At first, Your Highness coughed once in my room. I thought Your Highness wasn't feeling well, so I thought I'd come and check on you. I know Your Highness likes the dishes I cook."
So I prepared some special items. Just now, the prince wouldn't let me in, and I was really worried that something might have happened to the prince, so I took the liberty of barging in.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I've interrupted your good time. I was wrong, I'll leave now and go back to copy the letter of apology and guarantee as punishment. Your Highness, please continue..."
After saying that, Su Fuliu quickly picked up the food and left the room, making sure to close the door behind him.
Feng Muting clicked his tongue. He must be bewitched. How could he have thought of going to find two women!
This is really bad; there's been a huge misunderstanding.
He looked at the two women in front of him impatiently: "Get out of here!"
After saying that, he took his leave first.
He immediately left the study to find Su Fuliu.
Su Fuliu returned to her room, placed the food on the table, and then sat down, resting her chin on her hands and staring blankly at the food in front of her.
He is feeling very uncomfortable right now.
I don't know why.
He should have known better than to go in.
What is he worrying about for no reason?
The prince said it was alright, so why did he still insist on going in?
They disturbed the prince's good time and now they're only making things worse for themselves.
Su Fuliu sighed, "I worked so hard to cook this meal, I can't let it go to waste, I'll eat it myself!"
After muttering to himself, he picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat.
Just then, Feng Muting strode in: "Didn't you say that was prepared for me? Why are you eating it yourself?"
"It's not that Your Highness doesn't have time to eat, but we can't let it go to waste, so I'm going to eat it myself," Su Fuliu replied.
Feng Muting walked over and sat down, glancing at the food Su Fuliu had prepared on the table: "Your shoulder is still injured, can you cook?"
"Your Highness is too kind. If you couldn't cook, where would these dishes come from?"
Feng Muting never expected that one day he would be speechless after being rebuked by Su Fuliu.
"I've tasted your fish soup twice before, but this is the first time I've had any of your other dishes. I must give it a good try." With that, he took the chopsticks from Su Fuliu's hand and began to taste them.
Su Fuliu asked, "Your Highness has come here to eat, so what about the two women in your room?"
"They've been driven away."
"They've already sent them away? Your Highness... Your Highness, so quickly?" Su Fuliu said, glancing at Feng Muting and then looking down at him.
Feng Muting was taken aback, then poked his head with his index finger: "You're overthinking things again. I have nothing to do with them. I just... just..."
"What is it?"
"Can't we just ask them to discuss poetry and literature?" Feng Muting replied.
He was speechless; how could a prince like himself use such a lame excuse?
And it was all to explain to a servant.
"Your Highness, do you think I can be trusted?" Su Fuliu asked in return.
"Why can't I believe you? Would I lie? How dare you question me?!" Feng Muting felt that he still had to be fierce to subdue Su Fuliu.
Sure enough, Su Fuliu cowered when he became fierce.
"I wouldn't dare..."
"I said I didn't touch them, and I didn't. Don't you believe me?"
"A small letter, a small letter."
"I'm telling the truth, I really didn't touch them!"
“Um…actually…” Su Fuliu replied.
Chapter 64 This King Forbids
“Actually, Your Highness doesn’t need to say these things to me. Whether you touched it or not, it’s Your Highness’s business. What can I say?” Su Fuliu said.
Feng Muting shook his head: "No, this concerns my innocence. I must make things clear to you. I must let you know that I only invited them to discuss poetry and literature, not what you think."
"...Okay, I understand."
"You're being a bit perfunctory."
"...I really understand, and I believe what Your Highness said. I'm not just giving you a perfunctory answer, Your Highness can rest assured." Su Fuliu said with a hint of helplessness.
He didn't quite understand why Feng Muting was going to such lengths to explain this to him.
Whether he knows or not, believes or does not, seems to make little difference, right?
Hearing Su Fuliu's assurance, Feng Muting finally felt at ease and began to eat: "Did you make all of this? Your cooking skills are indeed quite good; it's not entirely useless."
"..." Faced with such a comment, should Su Fuliu laugh or cry?
Halfway through his meal, Feng Muting seemed to remember something and turned to look at Su Fuliu, who was sitting there: "You've never cooked for anyone else, have you?"
Su Fuliu thought for a moment: "This must have been done by someone else before."
Feng Muting thought about it and realized that with his excellent cooking skills, it was impossible that he had never cooked for anyone.
“I could forgive you for cooking for others before, but from today onwards, you are only allowed to cook for me, do you hear me?” Feng Muting said.
“...Yes, I wouldn’t have the chance to cook for others now,” Su Fuliu replied.
"Whether you do or not, from now on you are not allowed to cook for anyone else. Your cooking is now under my control."
Su Fuliu smiled and said, "Then, Your Highness must give me a raise. I'm doing two jobs at once now."
“Alright, then I’ll triple your wages, you little money-grubber,” Feng Muting replied.
Su Fuliu was pleasantly surprised. He had only been joking with Feng Muting, but he hadn't expected Feng Muting to actually agree.
"Really? Thank you, Your Highness!" This was naturally a pleasant surprise for him.
He's worked so hard to serve me, so a pay raise is definitely good news for him.
He needed to save up his money, just in case Feng Muting kicked him out someday, so he'd have some money to fall back on.