As the evening glow faded, night quietly arrived, but the moon remained hidden behind the clouds, too afraid to emerge.
As night deepened, the moon fell asleep in the embrace of the clouds.
In its sleep, it seemed to hear someone crying.
"Feng Muting, you liar, waaaaah..."
Su Fuliu was completely red; he had no strength left, and even his voice was weak.
"Good Ah Liu..."
I won't listen.
“A-Liu…”
"Feng Muting, you're a bastard, a big bastard, a liar, a big liar..."
Su Fuliu's cries and curses grew fainter and fainter until they could no longer be heard, and then he fainted.
The next morning, Su Fuliu woke up exhausted. Even though he had slept, he felt as if all his strength had been drained. He could barely lift his arm, and his whole body felt like it had been smashed apart. He lay there, unable to move freely.
But why does it seem like a certain area doesn't hurt as much as last time?
But I was clearly in excruciating pain at the time.
"Ah Liu, you're awake..." Feng Muting said softly.
Su Fuliu then looked at the culprit beside her and said irritably, "He almost didn't wake up!"
Seeing his angry expression, Feng Muting immediately went over and apologized, "Good A-Liu, I was wrong. However, if you hadn't made me hold back for so long, I wouldn't have been so greedy..."
"Is Your Highness blaming me?" Su Fuliu said with dissatisfaction, but he could understand it in his heart, though he was still very angry.
"No, no, how could I blame you? I was afraid you'd be in pain when you woke up, so I put something on you there. Does it not hurt anymore?"
Upon hearing this, Su Fuliu blushed immediately. He had asked why he didn't feel any pain anymore; it turned out that...
But he did not answer his awkward question.
However, Feng Muting could tell from his appearance that the ointment was working quite well.
It wasn't for nothing that he ran out in the middle of the night to find this ointment.
"Does your back hurt, A-Liu? Would you like Bai Yulang to give you acupuncture?" Feng Muting asked again.
"No need!" Although it hurt a lot, Su Fuliu didn't want to call Bai Yulang.
When Bai Yulang arrived and learned that he had back pain, he would definitely guess what was wrong, and he didn't want to embarrass himself.
“That won’t do. If the pain is severe, we still need to have Bai Yulang come over,” Feng Muting said.
“I said no, and that means no!” Su Fuliu said loudly.
"Alright, alright, I won't let him come, I won't let him come. Then I'll give you a massage." With that, Feng Muting prepared to reach out.
But Su Fuliu said, "Don't touch me!"
Feng Muting's hand paused.
"Your Highness is a big liar! Every time he lies to me that it's the last time. If I hadn't really had enough, would Your Highness have kept lying to me until dawn?!" Su Fuliu questioned.
Feng Muting touched the tip of his nose and smiled ingratiatingly, "Good A-Liu is too delicious. I couldn't control myself for a moment. It's all my fault. A-Liu, you can hit or scold me as you please!"
As he spoke, he grabbed Su Fuliu's hand and slapped it against his own face.
Su Fuliu withdrew her hand and said, "I told you, don't touch me. I won't hit you or scold you anymore. Starting tonight, Your Highness, please sleep in the study."
"Ah... I'd rather A-Liu beat and scold me, but A-Liu can't let me sleep in the study!" Feng Muting said anxiously.
Chapter 270 Wait patiently for my return
"Your Highness doesn't want to sleep in the study? Fine, then I'll sleep in the study." Although Su Fuliu's whole body ached with every movement, he still had to put on a show.
"No, Ah Liu, can't we not sleep separately..." Feng Muting stopped him, saying aggrievedly.
Su Fuliu snorted: "Anyway, Your Highness only has two choices: either you sleep in the study, or I go back to my room to sleep. If I go back to my room, I will never come to Your Highness's room again."
Upon hearing this, Feng Muting looked helpless: "Since A-Liu has said so, do I have any other choice..."
Su Fuliu snorted again, but didn't say anything.
Feng Muting sighed softly, "Alright, alright, I'll sleep in the study, but... how long will I be able to sleep there?"
"I'll talk about it when I've calmed down." Su Fuliu didn't know when he would calm down, but he definitely wouldn't let Feng Muting go back to his room anytime soon.
This guy is really going too far! How can he be so unrestrained?
Even if Feng Muting can handle it, he certainly can't!
He now feels as if his waist and legs no longer belong to him.
Feng Muting looked at the sullen Su Fuliu and said, "Alright, then I will definitely do my best to calm A-Liu down as soon as possible and then come back to live here."
"snort."
Feng Muting smiled helplessly: "Then A Liu, get some rest. I have to go to the palace today and won't be able to keep you company."
Su Fuliu originally wanted to say "Who needs you to accompany me?", but when she thought that Feng Muting was going to the palace to settle scores with Feng Mulei, she couldn't help but say with some concern, "Your Highness, please be careful."
"Okay, don't worry, Ah Liu, everything's fine." With that, Feng Muting got out of bed and put on his clothes.
Looking at him moving so freely, Su Fuliu couldn't help but wonder, wasn't Feng Muting tired? Didn't his back hurt? He was the one who was working so hard, so why was he so energetic while she was in such a state?
Was he too weak, or was Feng Muting too powerful?
After Feng Muting put on the black and gold python robe, the servants came in to help him wash up. When they saw Su Fuliu lying on the bed, they were all surprised, but they held back their surprise.
In front of the prince, they had to behave themselves properly and could not make the slightest mistake, or their lives would be in danger.
Su Fuliu had no choice but to silently reach out and pull the blanket up, covering her face with it, leaving only her two paws gripping the edge of the blanket, afraid that someone would pull it off.
After washing up, Feng Muting dismissed the servants, then sat down on the edge of the bed and gently tugged at the blanket: "Aliu, I'm leaving now."
Su Fuliu then pulled down the blanket and peeked out. He looked at Feng Muting, who was now wearing a jade crown and had his hair tied up. Just now, he thought Feng Muting was full of energy, but now that he was dressed in this outfit, his imposing aura was impossible to hide.
No wonder that when Feng Muting stands there, no one dares to even breathe loudly.
However, Feng Muting still had a gentle smile on his face. He asked, "Ah Liu, do we really not need to call Doctor Lu and Bai Yulang over?"
Su Fuliu shook her head: "No, we shouldn't keep bothering them. They also need time alone. I just need to rest for a few days."
"Alright, then I'll be off."
"Yes, Your Highness must be careful."
Feng Muting nodded slightly: "Understood."
After saying that, he bent down and kissed Su Fuliu on the forehead: "Wait for me to come back."
Su Fuliu nodded slightly, but she couldn't help feeling a little worried.
The moment Feng Muting stood up, his expression turned cold, and he transformed back into the fearsome King Ting.
Chapter 271 Settling Accounts
Feng Muting went to the study after leaving the room.
After arriving at the study, Su Yan rushed over shortly afterward: "Your Highness, did you look for me?"
"Hmm, I'm going to the palace later. Go prepare the carriage. Also, go and keep an eye on A-Liu yourself. Make sure he's well taken care of. If I come back and find out he's even slightly dissatisfied, you can handle it yourself."
Upon hearing this, Su Yan trembled with fear: "Yes, sir, I understand..."
"Also, Ah Liu hasn't had a good appetite lately and can only eat bland food. He's not allowed to have any meat or fish in front of him, as the smell makes him feel sick," Feng Muting added.
“Yes…” Su Yan nodded hurriedly.
Feng Muting thought for a moment and then said, "Be careful. If he says his back hurts badly, go and ask Doctor Lu's junior brother to come and give him acupuncture to relieve the pain."
“Yes…” Su Yan silently wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Suddenly, he felt that serving Su Fuliu was even more nerve-wracking than serving Feng Muting.
Although Su Fuliu has a much better temper than Feng Muting, the problem is that if Su Fuliu were to lose even a single hair, it would be more serious than if Feng Muting were punched, and it would enrage Feng Muting even more.
"Alright, that's all for you. Call the physician and tell him to bring his medicine chest," Feng Muting instructed.
"Yes." Su Yan cupped his hands in greeting and quickly turned to leave.
Before long, the royal physician arrived with his medicine chest: "Your Highness, are you injured somewhere?"
Feng Muting nodded: "Yes, your arm is injured. Get some gauze to bandage it and then put it in a sling."
"Ah, Your Highness, is your arm injured? Left or right?" the physician asked as he walked over.
"Whatever," Feng Muting replied.
The physician choked on his words: "Huh?"
Feng Muting glanced at his arm, thinking that he would be using his right hand to punch someone later, so he held out his left hand: "This hand will do."
The royal physician stared blankly at Feng Muting, then went over to examine Feng Muting's arm. There was nothing wrong with it: "Your Highness, what's wrong?"
"What is this? Don't you know how to bandage?" Feng Muting asked.
"Yes, but Your Highness's hand isn't quite right," the physician replied weakly.
“Just consider it injured, understand?” Feng Muting said.
The physician paused for a moment, then nodded: "I understand."
He then quickly put down the medicine box, took out gauze and wrapped it around Feng Muting's left elbow, then found a strap to suspend it. At first glance, it looked like the arm had suffered a very serious injury.
"Your Highness, it's done."
Feng Muting glanced at it and nodded slightly: "Okay, that's all for you. You can leave now."
"Yes, sir, I'll take my leave." The physician immediately picked up his medicine box and left.
Afterwards, Feng Muting left the mansion and took a carriage to the palace.
Upon arriving at the palace, Feng Muting went straight to the East Palace.
At this moment, Crown Prince Feng Murei was pondering the next action plan, after all, the previous plan had failed and the entire army had been wiped out.