Su Yan, who was standing to the side, immediately became very nervous: "Then, then Young Master Bai, please treat the Prince quickly. The Prince cannot be harmed."
"Yes, I'll do my best." Bai Yulang wasn't confident either, after all, his skill level was what it was.
Upon hearing this, Su Yan panicked: "Young Master Bai, don't just say you'll do your best, you must cure the Prince!"
“I…you know my abilities are limited, this is all I can do. I can only do my best, I can’t guarantee it will work,” Bai Yulang replied.
Before Feng Muting could speak, he started coughing again, and then spat out another mouthful of blood. Su Yan was very distressed: "If Young Master Bai can't do anything, what will happen to our Prince? Why don't we talk to Young Master Su and let him treat him? Although Young Master Su will feel guilty and upset, the Prince will be safe."
Feng Muting shook his head upon hearing this.
Bai Yulang, who was standing to the side, rubbed his chin and pondered for a while. Then his eyes lit up and he said, "I've got it. I have a way to make my brother not blame himself. Although he will inevitably feel sorry for the prince, after all, the prince has suffered such a serious injury, it is better to feel sorry for him than to feel guilty."
Chapter 423: I just feel heartache, even I, the king, cannot bear it.
Su Yan immediately asked, "What method?"
“I’ll hold my brother back, and you have someone carry the prince out of the palace. Then, pretend that the prince was injured by an assassin and send him back to the palace. Wouldn’t that allow my brother to treat the prince? Although the prince is so badly injured, my brother will definitely feel sorry for him, but this way he won’t feel guilty.” Bai Yulang explained his plan.
Upon hearing this, Su Yan immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, that's a good idea. Your Highness, shall we do it this way?"
Feng Muting shook his head: "Even if it's just heartache, I can't bear it."
“But, Your Highness, you are injured like this now. What if Young Master Bai is unable to heal you?” Su Yan said anxiously.
"Let Young Master Bai try it first." Feng Muting said, then coughed again.
"Alright, alright, I'll try it first." Bai Yulang said, taking out a silver needle. As soon as the needle was inserted, Feng Muting fainted.
Su Yan was startled: "Your Highness?!"
Bai Yulang replied, "Stop yelling, hurry up and get ready, I'll go hold my brother off."
"Huh?" Su Yan was stunned.
"What do you mean 'ah'? I've already knocked your prince unconscious, aren't you going to hurry up and prepare? With your prince like this, it'll definitely be difficult to persuade him to agree, but we can't delay any longer. If I try, it will only waste time. It's better to just knock him unconscious and then do as I just said." Bai Yulang explained.
Su Yan nodded repeatedly upon hearing this: "Young Master Bai really has a way with things. I'll go and make the arrangements right away!"
"Okay, I'll go find my brother." Bai Yulang didn't waste any time and immediately ran to find Su Fuliu.
Su Fuliu had just finished eating, and now she was sitting there in a daze, looking listless and dispirited.
"Brother!" Bai Yulang ran in and called out.
Upon seeing Bai Yulang, Su Fuliu's face finally showed some expression: "Yulang!"
"Brother, why are you standing here alone, lost in thought?"
"I... I'm all alone, what else can I do but space out? Yulang came to see me, but what happened to Doctor Lu?"
Bai Yulang shook his head: "No, I just came to see you. You said that your senior brother would definitely wake up, so I wasn't worried and just wanted to come and keep you company."
Su Fuliu smiled slightly. He looked at Bai Yulang and said, "Yulang is so kind. He can still think of me at a time like this."
"Of course, my senior brother is important, but you are my brother, just as important." Bai Yulang went over, took Su Fuliu's arm, and said affectionately.
After chatting for a while, they heard Su Yan's urgent voice calling from outside: "Young Master Su, Young Master Su."
Su Fuliu's heart clenched immediately. If Su Yan was so flustered, something must have happened to Feng Muting.
Before he could even open the door, Su Yan had already pushed it open and come in.
Su Fuliu looked at Su Yan nervously. She knew that Su Yan would always knock on the door when he came, but this time he didn't even knock, which showed that the matter was urgent.
"Hurry up, you guys hurry up!" Su Yan shouted to the outside before he could even speak to Su Fuliu after he came in.
Then, several people carried in the seriously injured and unconscious Feng Muting.
Upon seeing this, Su Fuliu's eyes widened in disbelief: "Tinglang! What...what happened? How could Tinglang..."
He brushed Bai Yulang's hand away and ran over.
Seeing Feng Muting's pale face, his own face instantly lost its color. He hurriedly grabbed Feng Muting's wrist to take his pulse and discovered that Feng Muting's injuries were very serious.
Su Fuliu opened his mouth to speak, but found that his heart was aching so badly that he couldn't even make a sound.
Chapter 424 Fortunately, he was well-read.
"Let's go out. My brother is here, so the prince will be alright." Bai Yulang wanted everyone to leave, not only so that Su Fuliu could focus on treating Feng Muting.
Also, in order to allow Su Fuliu to be alone with Feng Muting, even though Feng Muting was unconscious at the moment, with so many people around, Su Fuliu certainly wouldn't be able to confide in him.
Su Yan nodded and left with the others.
Bai Yulang glanced at Su Fuliu, then quietly left, closing the door behind him.
Su Fuliu took out the silver needles, spread them out by the bed, and then quickly twisted the silver needles with her left hand and pierced Feng Muting's body with skillful and fast technique.
Half an hour later, Su Fuliu finally stopped. He gazed at Feng Muting, reached out to smooth the stray hairs at his temples, and couldn't help but gently stroke his face, tracing his features with his fingertips—his handsome, sword-like eyebrows, his high, straight nose, and his slightly cool, thin lips…
"If it weren't for me, Tinglang would still be that carefree and unrestrained prince, able to live without concern for worldly affairs, and wouldn't have to work so hard. He wouldn't be entangled in the treacherous court now, treading carefully and cautiously at every turn. I..."
Su Fuliu wanted to continue, but he was already choked up and couldn't speak.
The pain in his chest rendered him speechless.
He knew that Feng Muting was willing to give everything for him, but whenever he saw Feng Muting risking his life and working hard for him, he felt a complicated feeling stuck in his heart.
That was heartache, reluctance, and apprehension...
Su Fuliu leaned down and kissed Feng Muting on the face, then wiped away her tears, got up and went to the side to write a prescription with paper and pen before leaving the room.
Su Yan was standing guard outside, pondering how he should answer when Su Fuliu asked him about it later.
"Butler Su." Su Fuliu opened the door and saw Su Yan standing there.
“Young Master Su, I know you want to ask about the Prince. Here’s what happened: when they brought the Prince back, they said that he went out of the city on business and encountered an assassin. The assassin was highly skilled in martial arts and injured the Prince,” Su Yan said simply.
He dared not say it was complicated, because the more complicated it was, the harder it would be to resolve.
"To injure the Prince like this, the assassin must be no ordinary one. And to be able to hire such a skilled assassin to assassinate the Prince shows how much the person behind this wants the Prince dead. You must have someone investigate this matter thoroughly!" Su Fuliu said with a serious expression.
Su Yan's lips twitched slightly, then he nodded: "Yes, I know that. I will definitely help Your Highness find out the truth. I wonder how Your Highness is doing now?"
"I have already used acupuncture to control the prince's injuries. Here is the prescription. Have someone prepare the medicine according to this prescription." Su Fuliu handed over the prescription.
Su Yan took it and glanced at it, casually saying, "Young Master Su is truly remarkable. These medicine names are quite unique. Although I don't understand them, I can tell that this prescription is written with a touch of... cough cough, white. 'White rabbit pounds medicine, asking who will partake.' It's like a divine medicine pounded by a white rabbit! If His Highness takes it, he'll definitely recover immediately!!!"
Su Fuliu shook her head slightly: "Steward Su, you flatter me. Go and have someone prepare the medicine. Once it's brewed, send it over."
Su Yan nodded: "Yes, yes, I'll have someone fetch the medicine right away!"
After saying that, he immediately turned around, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the prescription in his hand, and couldn't help but secretly wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. He almost let it slip, but luckily he was well-read!
If it were Xie Chen, that little bastard who only knows how to brandish knives and guns, he definitely wouldn't be able to get back here.
However, he forgot that Xie Chen would not have said a word in the first place.
Chapter 425 You guys are really something.
After that, Su Fuliu went back to her room to stay with Feng Muting.
After Su Yan arranged for someone to fetch the medicine, he was about to go to wait outside the main room when a servant ran over and said, "Steward Su, Young Master Mo has arrived."
"Young Master Mo, which Young Master Mo?" Su Yan couldn't remember for a moment.
"It's the son of the Imperial Preceptor of the Mo Kingdom," the servant replied.
"Oh... so it's him. What's he doing here?" Su Yan asked with a look of disdain.
"He said he didn't see the prince enter the palace today, and after inquiring, he learned that the prince had taken leave, so he came to check on him, worried that the prince might be unwell or something."
Su Yan snorted: "Even if the prince is unwell, there's no need for him to come and see him."
He knew very well that this Mo Chilu had been eyeing their prince back then.
He always had a timid and cowardly appearance. Although he was a real coward, he always tried to gain the prince's pity by acting weak. Unfortunately, the prince would never give him a second glance.
"Ah, but... but he's already inside the mansion," the servant said.
Su Yan was stunned for a moment, then immediately became anxious: "Oh dear, how could you just let them in like that! You let them in and then come to tell me? You guys are really something!"
After saying that, he hurriedly rushed to the main house. Oh no, if Su Fuliu saw Mo Chilu, he would be doomed.
Meanwhile, Mo Chilu had already arrived outside the main house and knocked on the door.
A moment later, Su Fuliu came to open the door. He looked at the unfamiliar man in front of him and asked, "Who are you?"
Mo Chilu also glanced at Su Fuliu, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes. How could such a handsome man be in Prince Ting's room?!
"I've come to see Prince Ting," he said, his voice tinged with a hint of weakness as he concealed his jealousy.
"Oh, the prince..."
Before Su Fuliu could finish speaking, Mo Chilu had already squeezed into the room. He immediately saw Feng Muting lying on the bed and quickened his pace to go over: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"
Su Fuliu stood frozen at the door. He turned his head and saw Mo Chilu walk to the bedside, take Feng Muting's hand, and say with a pained expression, "Your Highness, how did you get injured? I knew something must have happened if Your Highness didn't come. Luckily, I came to check on you. My intuition was right after all."
Su Fuliu frowned slightly, her lips pursed.
After speaking to himself for a while, Mo Chilu looked at Su Fuliu, who was still standing at the door: "Are you the prince's servant? What's wrong with the prince?"
"king……"
Just as Su Fuliu opened her mouth, Mo Chilu said again, "Don't talk standing at the door, I can't hear you. Come over here and talk."
Su Fuliu also walked over, but her gaze remained fixed on Mo Chilu's hand holding Feng Muting's: "His Highness encountered an assassin and was injured."
"How could this happen? How did you people protect the Prince? How could you let him get hurt?" Mo Chilu said after a pause.
Su Fuliu's lips twitched even more; he wanted to say something, but couldn't bring himself to speak.
He didn't want to see Mo Chilu holding Feng Muting's hand at all.
So he bent down and, looking aggrieved, pulled Mo Chilu's hand away, preventing him from holding Feng Muting's hand.
Mo Chilu was taken aback, then looked at Su Fuliu: "How can you be so rude, servant? Do you know who I am?!"
“I don’t want to know,” Su Fuliu replied.
Mo Chilu choked: "You don't want to know? I'll tell you anyway. My father is the current Imperial Advisor, a man even the Emperor has to treat with respect. I am the Imperial Advisor's son. How dare you, a mere servant, be so disrespectful to me?"