"Then when he wakes up, I will definitely thank him properly," Feng Yixuan said. "Sigh, who in this palace is so intolerant of a child as young as Yi Bao?"
Chapter 88 Covering the Sky with One Hand
Upon hearing this question, Feng Murei couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean by that, Brother Xuan? Are you doubting us?"
“I didn’t say anything. I was just wondering who it could be. Your Highness doesn’t need to react so strongly. It just makes it seem like you’re trying to cover something up,” Feng Yixuan replied.
Feng Murei choked: "Brother Xuanhuang, what you said is a bit too much. Although my nephew almost got into trouble in the palace, it's hard to say that someone might have infiltrated the palace and caused trouble. You can't just accuse us of it."
Feng Yixuan glanced at him, then looked at the Emperor and said, "Your Majesty, my nephew hasn't said anything from beginning to end. For the Crown Prince to say this is rather......"
The Emperor glanced at Feng Murei and replied, "I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. The Crown Prince is only saying this because he is afraid you will misunderstand something, so he is eager to explain."
“That’s right, I was just afraid you’d misunderstand. This matter has nothing to do with us.” Feng Murei felt more confident after seeing the Emperor speak up for him.
Feng Muting, who had been silent until now, spoke up: "Given what has happened, let's end the palace banquet here tonight. Father, you should go back and rest early. Your son will wait here."
"It's just a servant, is it really necessary for Your Majesty to take it so seriously?" Feng Murei asked.
Feng Muting glanced at him: "Whether it's worth it or not seems to have nothing to do with the Crown Prince."
Feng Murray choked.
The Emperor said, "Alright, you may all leave."
The group then left, leaving only Xiao Nian standing there.
Feng Muting glanced at him: "What are you still doing here, Young Master Xiao?"
“Su…”
"Young Master Xiao is being far too greedy. Isn't Wen Hongye enough for you?"
Xiao Nian's eyes narrowed slightly: "What do you mean by that, Your Highness?"
"It means exactly what it says, don't you understand?"
"Your Highness is meddling a bit too much."
"Su Fuliu is my person, so of course I have to take care of her. Don't blame me for not warning you, Prince Xiao. If you dare to make a move on Su Fuliu, you will bear the consequences."
"Does Your Highness really think you can control everything with your own hands?!" Xiao Nian frowned, her tone becoming somewhat unfriendly, unlike her usual gentle demeanor.
"Heh." Feng Muting sneered, "Then Young Master Xiao is welcome to give it a try!"
After saying that, he didn't bother to listen to Xiao Nian anymore, so he went into the hall and closed the door.
Xiao Nian stood outside the hall, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
After Feng Muting went inside, he continued to stand there watching the imperial physician treat Su Fuliu.
He didn't know how long he had been standing there, but after the imperial physician finished bandaging Su Fuliu, he went over and asked, "Is everything alright?"
"It's hard to say, after all, it was his head that was injured. He's lucky to be alive. If it were an ordinary person, that stone would have killed them long ago," the imperial physician replied.
"So what's the situation now?"
"Now we just need to see when he can wake up. If he can wake up within three days, then everything will be fine. If not..." The imperial physician stopped there, and Feng Muting knew what he was going to say without him saying it.
"Then I wish to take him back to the palace now, is that alright?" Feng Muting asked again.
The imperial physician shook his head: "Your Highness, do not move him for now. We must wait until he regains consciousness."
"Alright, I understand." Feng Muting nodded slightly.
"Then, this humble subject will take his leave."
"Um."
After the imperial physician left, Feng Muting walked to the bedside, sat down, and looked at the unconscious Su Fuliu, saying...
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A note from the author:
I'm sorry, I don't know why, but I always get stuck right here while writing this. *shrug* (Original thought: Shamelessly shouting: Darlings, remember to give it a five-star review after reading!! Feel free to say anything you want! I'll definitely reply as soon as I see it!)
Chapter 89 Feng Muting, Don't Go Too Far
"Su Fuliu, if you dare not wake up, I will skin you alive and leave you to dry in the sun!" Feng Muting threatened.
Su Fuliu lay there motionless, which worried Feng Muting greatly.
Even if Su Fuliu's eyelashes, which are as fine as tiny brushes, trembled slightly, he would feel a little better.
Then, Feng Muting sat there like an old monk in meditation, staring at Su Fuliu.
He sat there for several hours.
They sat there from dusk till dawn.
"Su Fuliu, if you don't wake up soon, I'm going to take action!" Feng Muting frowned fiercely, looking extremely ruthless. If Su Fuliu were awake, she would definitely be terrified to tears upon seeing his expression.
However, Su Fuliu remained lying there motionless.
Feng Muting clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the bed. Then, he got up and strode away.
He stormed into the Imperial Hospital, grabbed the hospital director, and dragged him out without saying a word.
The head of the academy was so frightened that his face turned pale: "Your Highness, if you want to take me anywhere, just tell me and I will go with you."
Feng Muting didn't speak, nor did he even glance at him. He simply grabbed him with one hand and continued walking.
He was tall and had long strides. If he walked even a little faster, all he could see were the two short legs of the person at the head of the courtyard struggling to keep up.
But if you don't mess with him, he'll just be left on the ground like cargo.
On the way, we met Feng Murei.
He stepped forward and blocked Feng Muting's path: "Brother Ting, what are you doing? So rude! He is the head of the Imperial Hospital, after all. How can you drag him like this and make him lose face?"
"Get out of the way," Feng Muting said, uttering only two words.
Feng Murei choked. Although Feng Muting looked intimidating to anyone, he was the Crown Prince, and his aura could not be outdone by Feng Muting.
Otherwise, where would he put his face?
So, he retorted, "Brother Ting, this is the imperial palace, not your Prince Ting's residence. I am the Crown Prince, and you are just a prince. How dare you treat me like this?!"
Feng Muting stared at Feng Murei as if he were already dead. He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "If you don't get out of my way, don't blame me for being impolite!"
"You! Feng Muting, you've gone too far!"
Feng Murei angrily pointed at Feng Muting and said.
Feng Muting already disliked him, and now he was pointing his finger at him, which was practically courting death.
He raised his foot and kicked out, sending Feng Murei rolling several times before stopping.
"Feng Muting, how dare you! You actually dared to hit me! Aren't you afraid of Father Emperor's punishment?!"
Since Feng Murei couldn't defeat him, he could only use the emperor to pressure him.
Feng Muting said, "You're not a newcomer to this world. You know I always act recklessly, yet you keep blocking my way. Since you want to be beaten, I will grant your wish. As for your father, you can go ahead and complain. If I were afraid, I wouldn't have kicked him."
After saying that, he grabbed the head of the academy and continued walking.
The hospital director was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. He had dared to say a word before, but now he was so scared that he lost his voice.
This Prince Ting dares to hit even the Crown Prince. He's just a head of the academy. If he angers Prince Ting, he'll probably be kicked away.
Feng Muting dragged the head of the courtyard to a side hall, and as soon as they entered, he said, "Go and see why he hasn't woken up yet. If he doesn't wake up soon, you can also sleep forever."
The head of the hospital trembled like a leaf: "Yes..."
But as soon as they entered the hall, they discovered...
Chapter 90 The Frightened Rabbit
Su Fuliu was sitting on the bed, blinking her big eyes and looking completely bewildered.
Feng Muting was taken aback, then immediately released the head of the courtyard. To be precise, he tossed him aside as if he were throwing away trash, and then ran over.
The head of the academy collapsed to the ground, too afraid to utter a sound of pain, lest Feng Muting turn around and kick him.
He pursed his lips, sat there silently, and rubbed his bottom.
Feng Muting ran to the bedside and sat down, then grabbed Su Fuliu's shoulders, his face beaming with joy: "Su Fuliu, you're awake!"
Su Fuliu looked at him, blinked blankly, and then asked, "Who are you?"
Feng Muting choked, then frowned deeply, and got up, preparing to go and drag that head of the academy over.
But just as he got up to leave, he heard Su Fuliu laugh.
He was stunned again, then looked at Su Fuliu: "You're playing me?!"
Su Fuliu's smile vanished when she saw Feng Muting's murderous expression.
He immediately pouted and said, "I...I just saw that Your Highness was so nervous, so I wanted to play a joke on you and cheer you up..."
"Do you think I'll be happy if you play tricks on me like this?!" Feng Muting said coldly.
Su Fuliu was stunned. Oh no, she had made the wrong joke. She had only meant to make the prince laugh, but instead, she had angered him.
"Your Highness... I really was just afraid you'd worry, so I was just joking with you to ease your mood..."
Feng Muting stood there, his face full of anger.
He was truly furious.
When he heard Su Fuliu ask, "Who are you?", his heart sank. He couldn't describe the feeling, but it was terrible.
It turned out to be a joke played by Su Fuliu.
Although it was just a joke, and Su Fuliu was fine, he was relieved. However, the feeling he had just experienced made him feel so uncomfortable that he couldn't forgive Su Fuliu's joke!
Anger surged in his chest, and he shouted, "You!"
But as soon as he uttered a single word, Su Fuliu shrank back in fright, looking exactly like a startled little rabbit. He remembered Su Fuliu's previous words about him being too fierce, and his anger instantly died down.
Su Fuliu looked at Feng Muting with a pitiful expression: "I really just wanted to make Your Highness happy..."