So he said, "Young master, may I pinch your cheek?"
Upon hearing this, Yi Bao immediately brought her face closer without saying a word, and then said, "Here, pinch it, it feels amazing. I don't usually let just anyone pinch my face. Uncle Fu Liu saved my life, he's my benefactor. Of course I won't refuse if my benefactor wants to pinch my face!"
"Okay!" Su Fuliu's eyes lit up as she reached out and carefully pinched the baby fat on Yibao's face with her index finger and thumb, then pressed it twice.
The amazing feel and comfort made Su Fuliu exclaim in amazement.
Just then, Feng Muting walked into the room and saw this scene, immediately frowning...
Chapter 98 He's Possessed by an Evil Spirit
Feng Muting coughed twice and then walked over.
Su Fuliu looked at him and said, "Your Highness is back."
He then withdrew his hand, completely unaware that Feng Muting's expression was somewhat off.
When Yi Bao saw Feng Muting coming over, she jumped off the bed and called out in a sweet voice, "Uncle, you're back."
"Hmm." Feng Muting responded coldly, then walked to the bedside and looked at Su Fuliu, "Did the imperial physician change your dressing?"
Su Fuliu nodded: "Mm!"
"Does your head hurt?"
Su Fuliu shook her head: "It doesn't hurt. The little one jumped around so much yesterday and my head didn't hurt at all."
Feng Muting frowned slightly: "You still have the nerve to bring that up?"
Su Fuliu immediately pursed her lips: "..."
Yi Bao walked over and stood next to Feng Muting, saying, "Uncle, Uncle Fu Liu is a patient right now, so please don't be so fierce..."
"Is this what you call being fierce?"
Yi Bao nodded: "Of course, look how gentle Uncle Fu Liu is when he speaks, so soft-spoken. Everyone would be afraid if Uncle Huang spoke like that."
“I’ve always been like this. You’re not someone I just met today,” Feng Muting replied directly.
"..." Yi Bao was speechless after Feng Muting's words.
He found it strange; his royal uncle had never spoken to him like this before.
What's wrong with Uncle Royal today?
Could it be that he was reprimanded by his uncle and is in a bad mood?
Seeing that Feng Muting was even "not sparing" a child, Su Fuliu said, "Your Highness, the young master was only trying to persuade him kindly, why were you so harsh on him?"
Feng Muting looked at him: "Is this the first time you've met me?"
Su Fuliu choked, and couldn't help but purse her lips, wondering what had gotten into Feng Muting this time, why did he look so unhappy?
Did they get criticized?
Surely not?
Su Fuliu sized up Feng Muting, pondering to herself.
Seeing his pitiful expression, Feng Muting said directly, "No need to look. Even if I let you look all day, you wouldn't see anything special. Besides, your head is injured now, so don't make things difficult for it."
"..." Su Fuliu turned her gaze away angrily.
I'm so angry! What can I do? There's nothing I can do. He's the master, so he can only suffer in anger!
Yi Bao glanced at Feng Muting, then at Su Fuliu, and said, "Uncle, I've finished seeing Uncle Fuliu. I'm leaving now."
"Mm," Feng Muting replied.
After Yi Bao left, Su Fuliu couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with Your Highness? Why do you seem... very unhappy? Did someone make Your Highness angry?"
"How dare you pinch the young master's face? Don't you know your own status?!" Feng Muting immediately reprimanded.
Su Fuliu was taken aback; it turned out he had displeased the prince.
The prince is right. The young master is of noble status. How could a servant like him pinch the young master's face?
It's fortunate that the prince saw it; if someone else had seen it and it got out, he would have been in trouble again.
Not only will he suffer, but the prince will also be implicated.
Thinking of this, he slapped his own useless hand.
But the little prince's chubby cheeks are just too cute; who wouldn't want to pinch them?
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I won't do it again next time." Su Fuliu immediately admitted his mistake.
Feng Muting snorted: "There's going to be a next time?!"
"No, no, no, there won't be a next time. I promise I won't do it again." Even if he wanted to pinch him again, he would resist!
"Hmm." Feng Muting nodded slightly in satisfaction, then sat down on the edge of the bed. He looked at Su Fuliu in front of him. Wasn't that fair and delicate face more tempting to pinch than a little kid's face?
Feng Muting was stunned. Was he possessed? What was he thinking?
Although he cursed himself inwardly, his hand inexplicably reached out...
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A note from the author:
Jiu Jiu: Bah! The prince is just a hypocrite!
Chapter 99 is truly shameful.
As Su Fuliu was still thinking about how he would have to endure seeing Yibao again, his left cheek was suddenly pinched.
He was startled, then looked up and saw Feng Muting pinching his face. He blinked blankly, "Your Highness?"
Feng Muting was taken aback, then quickly withdrew his hand and coughed awkwardly, "You had something dirty on your face, so I wiped it off for you."
"Ah?" Upon hearing this, Su Fuliu raised her hand and touched her left cheek. "Thank you, Your Highness."
"You're welcome. You should rest well. I'll be leaving now." With that, Feng Muting got up and left.
"Your Highness, please take care!" Su Fuliu quickly said.
Feng Muting didn't even turn his head, just grunted in response and left.
He seemed to be doing just as usual until Feng Muting left the room, at which point he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked down at his right hand, feeling a little embarrassed, but... it felt pretty good...
Feng Muting's lips curled slightly. He gently clenched the hand that had just pinched Su Fuliu's cheek, and then strode away.
Su Fuliu was still sitting on the bed, touching and wiping her face repeatedly, muttering, "This shouldn't be. How could there be dirt on my face? Could it be from when I was eating breakfast? But that doesn't make sense. If it was from then, the doctor would have reminded me when he changed my dressing earlier."
He muttered to himself as he rubbed it again.
After Feng Muting went to the study, he looked at the pile of folded documents on the table. He used to have a headache, but now he sat there and flipped through them one by one, looking very enthusiastic.
This was the day Su Fuliu removed the gauze from her head. After that, she wouldn't have to wrap her head up like a rice dumpling anymore.
The physician carefully removed the gauze from his face.
Feng Muting stood to the side watching, his eyes fixed on the scene.
"Hiss..." The physician accidentally tugged at a strand of Su Fuliu's hair, causing Su Fuliu to hiss involuntarily.
Feng Muting was startled and immediately scolded, "Don't you know how to remove the bandage? If you pull it and hurt him again, you can forget about having these hands!"
The physician shuddered, and ended up pulling on Su Fuliu's hair again.
Su Fuliu didn't want to say "ouch," because he didn't want to harm the family physician, especially since Feng Muting had just said that.
Caught off guard, he was pulled and instinctively cried out in pain. As soon as he exhaled, he quickly raised his hand to cover it.
The royal physician was so frightened that he knelt down and cried out, "Your Highness, please forgive me! Your Highness, please forgive me! Please give me another chance! I will be extra careful!"
Feng Muting looked at him, about to speak, when Su Fuliu quickly said, "Your Highness, it's inevitable that someone's hair will get pulled. Please don't blame him. I believe he will be more careful."
The physician nodded and quickly added, "Yes, Your Highness, I will be more careful and will never pull his hair again."
"Alright, it's so much trouble to remove a bandage, hurry up," Feng Muting said impatiently.
"Yes, yes." The physician shakily got up from the ground and then carefully removed the gauze from Su Fuliu.
Su Fuliu gritted his teeth, fully prepared, thinking that if the physician accidentally pulled his hair again, he would not make a sound.
Feng Muting stood there, looking at Su Fuliu, whose face was contorted with effort, and couldn't help but find it a little funny; this guy was just too adorable.
The physician finally managed to remove the gauze completely and breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Fuliu also breathed a sigh of relief.
I strained too much just now, and my face is a little sore now.
He raised his hand and rubbed his face.
The physician turned around, cupped his hands, and said, "Your Highness, it's all done..."
Feng Muting glanced at him: "I'll let you keep your skills for now. You may leave."
"Thank you, Your Highness. I'll take my leave now!" The physician hurriedly packed his things and staggered away.
Feng Muting didn't even look at him, but walked to the bedside and sat down, looking at Su Fuliu, who had already had the bandages removed and returned to normal: "Well done, it's time."
"Huh?" Su Fuliu looked at him blankly.
"What's your best dish?" Feng Muting asked.
Su Fuliu was taken aback for a moment, then replied, "I have many specialties..."
"Then, let's have fish soup. Your fish soup is quite good. Tomorrow, I'll accompany you to buy fish and seasonings," Feng Muting said.
Su Fuliu was somewhat puzzled: "Does Your Highness want to drink the fish soup I made again?"
"Why ask so many questions? Just follow me tomorrow," Feng Muting replied.
Su Fuliu was filled with doubt, but since Feng Muting had already said so, he dared not ask any more questions.
Seeing his confused expression, Feng Muting chuckled and asked, "Is your face still sore?"
"ah?"