"I don't know who it was, but they used their face so hard that it's sore and swollen. I rubbed it for a while," Feng Muting said.
"..." Su Fuliu was a little embarrassed. It turned out that Feng Muting had seen him just now. How embarrassing!
Just as he lowered his eyes, too embarrassed to look at Feng Muting, a pair of large hands suddenly cupped his face...
Chapter 100: Separated by a Milky Way
Su Fuliu was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at Feng Muting.
"I'll give you a rub," Feng Muting said, openly pinching his face.
Su Fuliu was somewhat flattered: "No, no need, how could I trouble Your Highness..."
“No trouble at all,” Feng Muting replied. Although it was only three words, Su Fuliu heard an underlying message: I already said it's no trouble at all. If you dare not let me massage you, I will lose my temper again!
So he dared not utter another sound and could only sit there silently, letting Feng Muting rub his face.
"Don't try to be a hero anymore. If anything happens, just tell me," Feng Muting suddenly said.
Su Fuliu was taken aback for a moment, then said, "But, like the matter of the young prince, there was simply no time for me to go to the prince."
“Aside from that situation, your first reaction must be to come to me, not to rush out on your own. Do you understand?” Feng Muting asked.
Su Fuliu nodded: "I understand. If anything happens, I will definitely go to see Your Highness first and not cause you any trouble."
Feng Muting glanced at him: "Did I give you this instruction because I was afraid you'd cause me trouble? Have you really lost your mind?"
“Isn’t that right…” Su Fuliu felt that his understanding was correct.
Feng Muting stopped him from rushing out blindly because he was afraid he would cause him trouble.
"..." Feng Muting always felt that sometimes when he chatted with him, they seemed to be talking about the same thing, but in reality they were separated by a galaxy.
Su Fuliu blinked her innocent big eyes at him, waiting for his answer.
As a result, he didn't say anything even after waiting for a long time.
But he didn't say anything, and Su Fuliu didn't dare to ask. She remained sitting there, while Feng Muting continued to rub his face.
Actually, the soreness on his face had subsided, but since Feng Muting hadn't stopped, he couldn't say anything.
He didn't want Feng Muting to get upset if he reminded him.
It's best to keep quiet. Feng Muting can stop whenever he wants, and he can just be content to be "served".
The more Feng Muting pinched Su Fuliu's face, the softer it became, and he was reluctant to let go.
But he couldn't keep kneading like that forever, so he reluctantly stopped.
However, after withdrawing his hand, he also pinched his own face.
Tsk, Su Fuliu's face is still the most comfortable to pinch.
When Su Fuliu saw Feng Muting pinch himself, she asked, "Is your face sore too, Your Highness?"
Feng Muting's eyes flickered slightly: "Using the same expression for too long makes your facial muscles a bit stiff. I've been massaging you for so long, it's your turn now."
Su Fuliu paused for a moment, then said, "Alright, then I'll give Your Highness a massage right away."
After saying that, he reached out and started rubbing Feng Muting's face with both hands.
"Does it feel good, Your Highness?" Su Fuliu asked while massaging the area.
"Hmm, not bad..." Feng Muting stared at Su Fuliu and replied.
"Is it alright?" Su Fuliu thought he had done a pretty good job.
"How did I just sculpt you?" Feng Muting asked.
“Your Highness just did the same thing.” Su Fuliu didn’t think there was anything wrong with his technique; it was exactly the same as Feng Muting’s.
Feng Muting shook his head: "It's different. This is how I sculpted it."
As he spoke, he placed his hand on the back of Su Fuliu's hands and continued to knead them, saying, "This is how I knead them, do you understand?"
Su Fuliu pouted: "Isn't this the same as the one I just made?"
"How are they the same?" Feng Muting said, squeezing his hand twice more. "Are they the same?"
“It’s the same…” Su Fuliu didn’t feel there was any difference.
Feng Muting squeezed his hand a couple more times: "How about this?"
Su Fuliu shook her head: "Isn't it still the same..."
Feng Muting raised an eyebrow, then lowered his hand: "Fine, feel free to pinch me however you like."
Su Fuliu glanced at him, thinking to herself, "This prince is really hard to please!"
The next day, Feng Muting and Su Fuliu left home very early and went to the market to buy fish.
This is the third time Su Fuliu has come to buy fish.
The fishmonger recognized him.
As soon as I saw him, I greeted him: "Young man, are you here to buy fish again? Come and take a look at my fish, they're all lively and fresh."
Su Fuliu smiled and walked over: "Yes, I've come to buy fish from you again."
"Young man, are you a cook at some household?" the uncle asked casually.
Su Fuliu shook her head: "No, but I do cook occasionally."
"I knew it! Look at your fair skin and delicate features, young man. You don't look like a servant at all, but rather a young master from some noble family," the uncle said with a smile.
Su Fuliu laughed along, "I'm not some young master at all. I'm just a servant in the Prince's mansion, here to buy fish with my master."
Upon hearing this, the uncle looked at Feng Muting, who was standing next to Su Fuliu.
Feng Muting, with a cold face, said with obvious dissatisfaction...
Chapter 101 Heartbreaking
"Just buy fish, why say so much nonsense?!" Feng Muting said.
Su Fuliu and the fishmonger immediately pursed their lips, no longer daring to speak.
Even the fish in the basin seemed frightened and weren't as lively as before.
Feng Muting glanced at the fish: "You call this lively and jumping?"
The fishmonger glanced at his fish and was taken aback: "These were swimming so happily just now, why are they all so quiet all of a sudden?"
Feng Muting glanced to the side and said, "The fish that old lady over there has looks alright, let's buy some there."
"Oh..." Su Fuliu responded, then followed Feng Muting to the old lady's stall.
"The fish here are very fresh!" the old lady enthusiastically promoted.
Feng Muting glanced at Su Fuliu: "What are you still standing there for? Pick one."
Su Fuliu nodded, then squatted down and looked at the fish in the basin.
"This one will do," he said, pointing to a relatively medium-sized fish in the basin.
"Okay!" The old lady quickly went over and caught the fish.
After buying the fish, Su Fuliu and Feng Muting went to buy some tofu, scallions, ginger, garlic, and other similar items.
Looking at the basket full of ingredients, Su Fuliu said, "Your Highness, we've bought everything. We can go back now."
Feng Muting nodded: "Let's go."
The two walked back together. When they arrived at the gate of the Prince's mansion, Su Fuliu saw the Prince's carriage parked there and couldn't help but ask, "Is Your Highness going out?"
"Um."
"Then... I'll stew the fish soup and wait for Your Highness to come back to drink it," Su Fuliu replied.
Feng Muting shook his head: "No need, you come with me."
"Huh? Then, if I wait until I get back to stew this fish, won't it be less fresh?" Su Fuliu asked.
"Take the fish with you, we'll stew it somewhere else," Feng Muting said.
"Oh, no wonder Your Highness wanted to go fish with me. So you wanted me to show off my culinary skills elsewhere?" Su Fuliu said with a smile.
"Hmm." Feng Muting nodded slightly.
After getting into the carriage, Su Fuliu asked, "Where are we going to stew fish?"
"Jade Pavilion".
"Jade Pavilion? What kind of place is that?"
"This is where my mother resides," Feng Muting replied.
Upon hearing this, Su Fuliu was stunned: "So, Your Highness wants me to stew fish for your mother? But shouldn't your mother live in the palace? I don't think I saw Your Highness's mother at the palace banquet the other day."
Feng Muting's eyes darkened slightly: "My mother was Consort Yu, who served by my father's side. Because she disliked the intrigues and backstabbing in the harem, and because she was a woman of the martial world and not favored by her grandmother, my father built a small palace outside the palace, named Yulu, so that she could live there in order to please both sides."
After listening, Su Fuliu couldn't help but sigh, "The Emperor is so good to Consort Yu. Consort Yu should be able to understand the Emperor's difficulties."
This was the first time he had ever heard of the emperor's concubines living outside the palace.
However, this also shows how much the emperor doted on this concubine; it is because of this doting that he indulged her.
Although it was also due to the Empress Dowager's obstruction, the Emperor managed to protect both sides.
Feng Muting sighed softly.
Seeing him like this, Su Fuliu couldn't help but wonder why the prince seemed unhappy.
"Your Highness...did I say something wrong again?"
Feng Muting shook his head: "No."
“Then Your Highness…” Su Fuliu looked at him, clearly not in a good mood.
Feng Muting looked up at Su Fuliu and said in a low voice, "Today is the anniversary of my mother's death."
Upon hearing this, Su Fuliu was taken aback. No wonder he sensed that Feng Muting's mood was off; it turned out that today was the anniversary of his mother's death.
It turns out that the prince's mother has already passed away...