Feng Muting opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word of insult for a long time. Then, he turned to look at the head of the courtyard who was still sitting there, not daring to move, and cursed, "Did I call you here to sit on the ground and play?"
The head of the hospital shuddered, on the verge of tears.
He sat there motionless and didn't say a word, but he still got scolded.
"Aren't you coming over here? Do I have to go and invite you over?!" Feng Muting roared again.
The hospital director was so frightened that he scrambled over.
"Let him see, see if he's out of danger," Feng Muting said.
"Yes..." The head of the hospital's voice trembled.
Feng Muting looked at Su Fuliu, who was still sitting there in a daze, and said again, "Give me your hand!"
Su Fuliu was startled and immediately reached out her hand.
The head of the hospital, his hands trembling, reached out to take his pulse.
Watching from the side, Feng Muting said unhappily, "With hands shaking like that, how can you take a pulse? If it keeps trembling, I'll just throw this hand away!"
The head of the hospital immediately grabbed the trembling hand with his other hand to stop it from shaking.
After a long silence, Feng Muting asked, "How is it?"
"He's mostly recovered, but he injured his head and will need to rest for a while," the head of the hospital replied after swallowing hard.
"Alright, I understand. Get lost," Feng Muting said.
The head of the hospital never imagined that one day he would find the word "get lost" so endearing.
He felt like he'd been granted a pardon, and wished he could just roll away as fast as a ball.
As Su Fuliu watched the head of the courtyard hurriedly run away, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness for him.
Feng Muting looked at him and said...
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A note from the author:
Yes, that's right, I'm stuck here again. I'm going to cry first!
Chapter 91 Wait for me to come back
"You should pity yourself first!" Feng Muting could tell at a glance that Su Fuliu was sympathizing with the head of the ward who had been scared out of his wits by him.
Su Fuliu immediately withdrew her gaze and looked at Feng Muting: "Your Highness, I really just wanted to make you happy..."
"You're getting bolder and bolder, daring to tease me like this! You're really not afraid of death!" Feng Muting retorted.
Su Fuliu pouted, not daring to speak again.
Seeing him like this, Feng Muting let out a sigh of relief and then said, "Can you walk by yourself?!"
"able……"
"Sure?"
"Um……"
“Then let’s go back now,” Feng Muting said.
“Okay…” Su Fuliu nodded and got out of bed.
Feng Muting stood to the side, watching him intently, afraid that he was just putting on a brave face.
He was relieved to see that his gait was relatively steady.
Just as they reached the palace gate, a palace servant came over, bowed, and said, "Prince Ting, His Majesty requests your presence in the Imperial Study."
Feng Muting's eyes narrowed slightly: "Understood."
Su Fuliu looked at his expression and, recalling what he had done before he fainted, said apologetically, "Is this trouble for Your Highness again?"
Feng Muting glanced at Su Fuliu but did not answer his question. Instead, he said, "We can't go back for now. I'm going to the Imperial Study first. You wait here for me to return. You're not allowed to go anywhere."
“Yes…” Su Fuliu responded, and then said, “But, I was the one who caused this trouble. If His Majesty blames the Prince, I must confess my guilt. I cannot let the Prince be punished because of me.”
"What's there to admit? I told you to wait here, so just wait here obediently. I'll handle everything else. You don't need to think about anything." With that, Feng Muting left.
Su Fuliu stood there watching Feng Muting's departing figure, her heart filled with self-reproach.
But there was nothing he could do. He could only obediently listen to Feng Muting and wait for him to come back.
When Feng Muting entered the Imperial Study, he saw Feng Murei standing there with a wronged expression.
Of course, Feng Murei's grievances were meant for the Emperor. When he saw Feng Muting, he felt no grievances, only rage.
"Father, I've arrived. What brings you here?" Feng Muting asked calmly.
He didn't panic at all because of the accusations made against him by Feng Murray.
Before the Emperor could speak, Feng Murei said, "Aren't you just asking the obvious? What could Father Emperor have summoned you for? Of course, it's to uphold justice for me! Although you are my elder brother, I am the Crown Prince. Yet you strike me without warning. How arrogant! Do you even respect Father Emperor?"
Feng Muting looked at him and replied directly, "Your logic is flawed."
Feng Murray choked.
Then Feng Muting continued, "I hit you, so to be fair, I shouldn't be putting you in my eyes. But you say I don't put Father Emperor in my eyes, which is a bit far-fetched."
"..." Feng Murei was speechless for a moment.
The Emperor then spoke: "He is, after all, the Crown Prince. Even if you don't take him seriously, it's still wrong."
Feng Muting cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, I know I was wrong."
The Emperor nodded: "Hmm, it's good that you know you're wrong. Alright, let's just leave it at that. Go back now."
Feng Murei was dumbfounded: "This, Father, he... this, is this all just going to be left like this?"
Chapter 92 Father's Favoritism
Feng Murei was dumbfounded. He had been kicked so badly by Feng Muting. He came to the Emperor hoping that the Emperor would give him justice. Regardless of how Feng Muting was treated, he hoped that he would at least be punished a little.
Ke Feng Mu Ting simply said he knew he was wrong, and that was the end of it?
The Emperor replied, "Ting'er's attitude in admitting his mistake was very good. I think we can let this matter go."
"..." Feng Murei was speechless with emotion.
The Emperor continued, "You know Ting'er's temper. Why do you always provoke him? It's so rare for him to admit his mistakes so obediently. With such an excellent attitude of admitting his mistakes right here, how can I possibly punish him?"
"But, but I was kicked solidly by him!" Feng Murei said unwillingly.
“I know Ting’er’s temperament. Although he is known for his short temper, he would not attack you for no reason. If you do not provoke him, he will not do such a thing. Since he has already admitted his mistake, why don’t you two take a step back and let this matter go?”
The emperor gave a speech.
Feng Murei never expected it to end like this. He was still eagerly waiting for Feng Muting to come so that the Emperor could teach him a lesson.
If the emperor let him off so easily, then why summon him here? Was it just a formality?
"Father, you...you're so biased!" Feng Murei couldn't help but say.
Father Emperor is biased towards Feng Muting. Otherwise, how could he have allowed Feng Muting to develop such an arrogant and irritable temper, fearing no one and daring to confront anyone?
As the crown prince, he should have been the most qualified to be so arrogant, but he was always overshadowed by Feng Muting.
The Emperor frowned immediately: "Insolence!"
Feng Murei was jolted awake and realized he had said the wrong thing, so he immediately knelt down.
The Emperor reprimanded, "As the Crown Prince, you are so petty that you cannot even tolerate your own brothers. I wanted to resolve this matter peacefully so that you two brothers could continue to live in harmony. Ting'er understands my thoughts and knows that this is what I am thinking, so he immediately admitted his mistake and did not argue with you. But you, not only are you relentless, but you also accuse me of being biased?!"
Feng Murei lowered his head, trembling. He never expected his father to think this way. If he had known his father meant this earlier, he wouldn't have been so persistent.
"Father, please calm your anger! Your son knows he was wrong!"
The Emperor snorted, "You really disappoint me."
Feng Murei panicked. He was the Crown Prince, and disappointing the Emperor was not a good sign.
He immediately pleaded, "Father, I truly know I was wrong. I was foolish and failed to understand Your Majesty's good intentions. Rest assured, Father, I will definitely continue to live in harmony with my brother, Ting!"
"If you're stupid, study more! Don't just idly seek pleasure in the Eastern Palace!" the Emperor reprimanded again.
"Yes... Your subject understands..." Feng Murei was inwardly bitter. He clearly wanted the Emperor to reprimand Feng Muting, but instead, he was the one being reprimanded!
Feng Muting remained indifferent: "Father, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."
"Well, you may go now. After the morning court session tomorrow, come with me to the Imperial Study. I have something to discuss with you," the Emperor said.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I take my leave." After saying that, Feng Muting turned and left without even glancing back, his departure very swift.
Feng Murei glared at his departing figure with resentment, a hint of jealousy still lingering in his eyes.
After leaving the imperial study, Feng Muting returned to the side hall. Just as he reached the entrance, he heard commotion inside...
Chapter 93 The Little One is Very Well-behaved
Su Fuliu was sitting obediently on the bed in the side hall, waiting for Feng Muting to return.
But soon someone came, and he wondered why Feng Muting had returned so quickly.
When he looked up, he found that it wasn't Feng Muting who had returned, but Feng Muling.
Feng Muling had come secretly to take a look, thinking that if Feng Muting was there, she would go back, and if Feng Muting was not there, she could go in and see Su Fuliu.
As luck would have it, she happened to come in when Feng Muting wasn't there.
Upon entering, one sees Su Fuliu sitting blankly on the bed, her head wrapped in gauze, looking pale and dazed, truly resembling an adorable, goofy rabbit.
With a heart full of excitement, she walked over and said, "Su Fuliu, I've come to see you. Are you feeling better?"
When Su Fuliu saw that it was Feng Muling who had arrived, he felt somewhat resistant, after all, he knew that this woman wanted to make a move on him.
So he looked at her somewhat warily and said, "I'm fine, Your Highness need not worry."
“I know I was wrong last time. I shouldn’t have treated you like that. I came to see you this time, and also to apologize. Please forgive me. Can we be friends?” Feng Muling asked.
"Princess, you think too highly of me. I am just a lowly servant in the Prince Ting's mansion. How could I possibly be friends with you? Please don't make things difficult for me." Su Fuliu refused outright.