He said that given Su Fuliu's background, she would never read such books, but it would be understandable if it were Xiao Shijing.
Although he didn't know why Xiao Shijing had become Su Fuliu, nor how Su Fuliu had escaped the fire years ago, he knew who the bastard Su Fuliu was talking about, who was even more powerful than him.
It's obvious without even thinking that it must be Xiao Shixun, the young new emperor of Xiao Kingdom!
However, he didn't know much else. After all, how much could a person from Feng Kingdom know about the affairs of Xiao Kingdom?
It seems he'll have to send someone to investigate the affairs of the Xiao Kingdom's royal family thoroughly.
Feng Muting's face was gloomy. His hands were scalded red by the tea but he didn't feel any pain. He was still tightly gripping the broken teacup shards, not only showing no intention of letting go, but actually tightening his grip even more.
Yuan Qingshan glanced at him and saw blood dripping from his hand. He was startled and then exclaimed, "Your Highness!"
Feng Muting then came to his senses, glanced down at the blood-stained shards of the teacup in his hand, put them on the table, and stood up, saying, "I have other matters to attend to, farewell!"
Yuan Qingshan was taken aback; he hadn't even mentioned the pipa hook on Su Fuliu's body yet.
However, judging from Feng Muting's expression just now, it was truly frightening; even his old heart couldn't take it.
Feng Muting returned to the outside of the room, the words "Su Fuliu is Xiao Shijing, the crown prince of Xiao Kingdom" still echoing in his mind.
This really surprised him.
No wonder Su Fuliu refused to say a word.
Xiao Shixun... Very well, he finally knows who this bastard is.
It is indeed difficult to deal with and very troublesome.
But he will never give up.
At this moment, Lu Chimo came out of the room and was startled when he saw Feng Muting's face, which looked like a demon. However, he quickly calmed down.
Then he noticed the bloodstains on Feng Muting's left hand and was stunned again: "Your Highness's hand..."
"It's alright. How is Fu Liu?" Feng Muting asked.
“I have already given him acupuncture, and now his eyes are covered with ointment, which will be kept on until his eyes are healed.”
Feng Muting nodded: "Thank you."
After saying that, he went into the room.
Lu Chimo glanced back but didn't say much. He picked up his medicine box and went back to his room to see Bai Yulang.
When Feng Muting entered, he saw Su Fuliu lying there, her eyes covered by a white veil. Hearing footsteps, he called out, "Your Highness, is that you?"
"If it's not me, then who else could it be?" Feng Muting suppressed his emotions and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed.
But as soon as she sat down, Su Fuliu sniffed and asked, "Why does it smell of blood?"
Chapter 213 Paying Homage to Heaven and Earth
Feng Muting was taken aback, then glanced at his left hand and subconsciously tucked it into his sleeve: "Really? I didn't smell anything?"
“Yes, my nose is very sensitive. I smelled it as soon as Your Highness sat down. Is Your Highness bleeding? Is Your Highness alright?” Su Fuliu suddenly became nervous and immediately reached out to touch it.
Feng Muting quickly extended his right hand, which Su Fuliu grabbed immediately. She then sat up and touched Feng Muting all over, asking, "Your Highness, are you injured somewhere?"
Feng Muting shook his head: "No, what do I have to say for you to believe me? There really is no smell of blood."
"Impossible, I can smell it, I really can smell it." Su Fuliu still wouldn't give up and continued to touch Feng Muting's body.
Feng Muting chuckled, "I think you're trying to take advantage of me, aren't you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Fuliu stopped.
He awkwardly withdrew his hand, sat there, and pouted: "No, I was really worried about you. I really smelled blood, Your Highness. Don't lie to me just because I can't see."
“Why would I lie to you? Don’t be nervous. This is ‘Guichen’, there are no bad people here, how could anything happen to me?” Feng Muting said.
Su Fuliu thought so too. What could possibly happen here? Besides, with Feng Muting's abilities, how powerful would someone have to be to hurt him?
But he really could smell blood. As a medical student, he was naturally quite sensitive to the smell of blood.
Moreover, now that he is blind, his hearing and sense of smell will be even more acute.
Therefore, he was certain that he had not misheard.
But it's strange that Feng Muting so firmly said no.
To distract Su Fuliu, Feng Muting asked, "Do you want to lie down and sleep for a while, or should I help you out for some fresh air?"
"Hmm... I should go out for some fresh air. The scenery here must be beautiful, but unfortunately I can't see it yet. However, the air must be very fresh, which I can breathe."
"Alright, then I'll help you out for a walk. Come on, get up slowly." Feng Muting carefully helped him out of bed and took him outside for a walk.
Along the way, Feng Muting told Su Fuliu about the scenery he saw.
His description was so vivid and lifelike that Su Fuliu felt as if she had witnessed it herself.
When he heard that there was a towering banyan tree ahead, he thought of the mushrooms in the Jade Pavilion: "It seems that we have let down the little mushrooms in the Jade Pavilion. Their mushroom life has been wasted."
Feng Muting laughed and said, "What's there to be afraid of? They're not going to stop growing next year just because they grow this year. If you miss it this year, you can go again next year. As long as you want, I will accompany you every year."
Su Fuliu blushed slightly and nodded gently: "Mm..."
The two walked to the banyan tree and stood there for a while. A fallen leaf landed on Su Fuliu's shoulder, and Feng Muting reached out to brush it away.
The servants who were passing by stopped in their tracks and stared in disbelief at the scene.
Both were dressed in red, like immortals from a painting, standing under the banyan tree. One had deep affection in his eyes, and the other had a flushed face. Anyone who saw them would sigh that even the best painter in the world could not paint such a beautiful picture.
They couldn't help but mutter to themselves, "Who would have thought that two men standing together could be such a perfect match?"
"It's probably because they're all wearing red; they look so good."
"The way they stood face to face gave me the feeling that they were worshipping heaven and earth."
"Yes, yes, I feel the same way."
Chapter 214 A Handsome Man and a Beautiful Woman
Feng Muting reached out and gently touched the white veil in front of Su Fuliu's eyes, asking, "Will your eyes hurt when this medicine is applied?"
Su Fuliu shook her head: "It doesn't hurt."
"It's good that it doesn't hurt." Feng Muting gently stroked his face again. "Soon, you will be able to see the light again and see me again."
Su Fuliu nodded, and a gentle breeze blew, causing the white veil hanging behind him to flutter.
The wind continued to blow, carrying his hair and tangling and chasing with Feng Muting's hair.
They were still standing under the tree, and the servants were still watching.
"No, no, I can't look anymore. This scene is too beautiful. My heart is racing just looking at it."
"I can't take it anymore, how could there be such a beautiful scene, I can't take my eyes off it."
"These two seem like they're about to get married; they're so affectionate."
At this moment, Su Fuliu couldn't help but sneeze: "Achoo—"
Feng Muting was taken aback, and immediately reached out and grabbed Su Fuliu's hand: "Your hands are a little cold, I'm afraid you've been in the wind for too long. Let's go back."
"Mm." Su Fuliu nodded.
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Muting immediately picked him up in his arms.
Although Su Fuliu was shy, she didn't say anything.
The servants who were looking around were incredibly excited: "Wow, he hugged him! Your Highness has such strong arms! He lifted another man up so easily!"
"Could it be that after the wedding ceremony, they're going to carry him to the bridal chamber?"
"You know what, they really do look alike. Both of them are dressed in red; don't they look like a newlywed couple?"
"No wonder homosexuality is so popular these days. If everyone looked like the prince and this young master Su, I would want to too."
"Don't even dream about it. Those are 'handsome men and beautiful women,' we can only admire from afar."
When everyone saw Feng Muting carrying Su Fuliu over, they quickly dispersed.
Feng Muting carried Su Fuliu back to the room and gently placed her on the bed. He then said, "I will go and call Doctor Lu over to take a look at you. You just sneezed, and I'm afraid you've caught a cold."
As he spoke, he prepared to leave.
"Your Highness, don't go." Su Fuliu touched the hem of Feng Muting's clothes and reached out to grab it.
Feng Muting knew that Su Fuliu was blind and in an unfamiliar place, so she must feel very insecure and dared not stay alone.
"Don't be afraid, I will find Doctor Lu and be back soon, it won't be long."
Su Fuliu shook her head: "I'm fine, I just sneezed. Your Highness doesn't need to be so nervous. Why don't you stay here with me?"
"Alright then, I won't leave. I'll stay here with you." Seeing him like this, Feng Muting couldn't bear to leave.
She simply lay down beside him and stayed with him.
After Su Fuliu learned that Feng Muting had lain down, she couldn't help but move over and snuggle into his arms.
Only when I felt the warmth of his embrace did I feel at ease.
Looking at the quiet and obedient Su Fuliu in his arms, Feng Muting thought about what Su Fuliu had gone through and couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He held him tightly in his arms and said, "From now on, I will protect you. You don't have to be afraid of anything."
"Mmm..." Su Fuliu buried her head in the crook of his neck, her warm breath tickling his Adam's apple.
He wanted to push him away, but he couldn't bear to. If he didn't push him away, he was afraid that if things continued like this, he would lose control of his emotions again.
Since Su Fuliu could not see, her hearing became exceptionally sharp.
He noticed that Feng Muting's breathing had become somewhat erratic...
Chapter 215 Words spoken are like water spilled; they cannot be taken back.
Even so, Feng Muting didn't say anything or make any sudden movements, only holding Su Fuliu close and offering her support.
Su Fuliu knew very well how much Feng Muting respected him.
Although Feng Muting always liked to tease him, he would never force him to go against his wishes unless he nodded.
Feng Muting had been waiting for him.