Lu Chimo looked at Bai Yulang with a hint of helplessness on his face: "What did you say to Young Master Su again?"
Bai Yulang was taken aback, then replied, "I didn't say anything, just encouraged him to be brave and be with the prince. He's too shy, so I advised him to open up a bit so that he can be happier with the prince."
Lu Chimo shook his head after hearing this: "You annoying little wildcat, you should mind your own business. Why are you always giving other people advice? Young Master Su is just an innocent little rabbit. If you say these things, won't you be leading him astray?"
"But... but he also needs to know these things."
"Whether he understands or not, the Prince will naturally teach him. You're being nosy here. Aren't you afraid the Prince will throw you away? Didn't you see the way the Prince looked at you during the meal? If he and Young Master Su have any problems now, I'm afraid the Prince will come after you. At that time, even I won't be able to protect you."
Bai Yulang was stunned when he heard this. He remembered that he was still in pain on the bed when Feng Muting threw him out of the palace. This time... would Feng Muting just throw him out of the inn?
"Waaaaah, senior brother, what should we do? I... I meant well, I didn't mean any harm, I just wanted to help them!"
Lu Chimo nodded slightly: "Of course, Senior Brother knows that Yulang likes to help others, but we both know the Prince's temper. Now we can only pray that the two of them get along well, otherwise..."
Bai Yulang felt intimidated at the thought of Feng Muting's fierce appearance.
He gripped Lu Chimo's sleeve tightly and said, "Senior brother, what, what should we do? He's definitely going to throw me out of the inn."
“Throwing you out of the inn is the least of his worries. I’m afraid my senior brother would rather kill you. After all, this isn’t the first time you’ve scared Young Master Su,” Lu Chimo replied.
"But, but I wasn't trying to scare Young Master Su! I really wanted to help them! Waaah..." Bai Yulang was on the verge of tears. He really wanted Su Fuliu and Feng Muting to develop their relationship properly.
Little did he know that Su Fuliu was too innocent and naive.
He didn't mean to scare him.
Lu Chimo sighed softly, "You really never learn. Last time, your senior brother told you to watch your mouth, but you just don't learn."
Bai Yulang pouted, looking aggrieved and on the verge of tears.
Lu Chimo shook his head, then hugged him: "Alright, alright, don't be aggrieved. I won't scold you anymore. Let me think about how to deal with the prince's anger later."
Bai Yulang nuzzled against Lu Chimo's chest: "I knew my senior brother was the best!"
"Sigh, I just can't do anything with you!" Lu Chimo looked at the little rascal in his arms and shook his head helplessly.
After Feng Muting brought Su Fuliu back to the room, before he could even ask Su Fuliu what Bai Yulang had told him, Su Fuliu spoke first, saying, "Your Highness, my... my eyes haven't healed yet. Can we talk about that matter after my eyes have recovered? Doctor Lu also said that I can't shed tears before my eyes are healed. If I cry from the pain again, it won't be good for my eyes' recovery, right?"
“…Ah Liu, tell me, did that bastard Bai Yulang spout some nonsense to you again?” Feng Muting questioned.
He knew that Bai Yulang was no good and was always corrupting his little fool.
He shouldn't have let Bai Yulang take Su Fuliu away!
Chapter 240 Who made this family the boss, this little idiot?
Su Fuliu immediately shook her head: "No, no, Young Master Bai didn't say anything. Your Highness, please don't blame everything on Young Master Bai. It's...it's my own fault. I just remembered that my eyes haven't healed yet, so I can't do it for the time being. Besides, I only promised to give Your Highness a chance to prove myself, but I didn't say when. So postponing it doesn't count as breaking my promise, does it?"
Feng Muting choked, unable to refute for a moment.
He walked up to Su Fuliu, grabbed her sleeve and shook it: "Ah Liu, this isn't fair..."
Su Fuliu silently pulled her sleeve out of Feng Muting's hand: "Your Highness, let's just say this: I'm a little tired and want to rest."
As he spoke, he silently turned around and reached out his hand to touch the edge of the bed.
Feng Muting sighed bitterly and went over to support Su Fuliu: "Be careful. I'm supporting you. Don't worry, I won't touch you. Although I really want to, I respect your wishes."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Su Fuliu knew that Feng Muting respected him.
"Fool, why are you thanking me? If you could figure this out sooner, I would be thanking the heavens." Feng Muting helped him lie down.
"..."
"Alright, didn't I say I was tired? Let's go to sleep early." Feng Muting hugged Su Fuliu and coaxed her.
Su Fuliu thought for a moment and then said, "Your Highness, you... can you please not blame Young Master Bai? He really didn't say anything to me."
"Very well, I will not blame him."
"Your Highness must keep your word. You promised not to blame him, so you mustn't cause him trouble behind my back, okay?" Su Fuliu reminded him again.
"Hmm, do you think I would dare disobey you?"
Su Fuliu then nestled in Feng Muting's arms and fell asleep with peace of mind.
Feng Muting looked at him and sighed helplessly. This little fool still has the mind to worry about that bastard Bai Yulang. He now wishes he could skin that scoundrel Bai Yulang alive.
Unfortunately, this silly boy repeatedly told him not to go and settle accounts with Bai Yulang.
Then of course he can't go, since this family is run by that little fool!
I thought tonight would be an unforgettable night, but instead, the night breeze was chilly and my heart was cold.
Unfortunately, he couldn't confront the culprit, Bai Yulang.
The next morning.
When Feng Muting and Su Fuliu came out of their room, they saw Lu Chimo knocking on Yuan Qingshan's door.
Yuan Qingshan opened the door and asked, "Why are you alone? Where's Yulang? Did you really beat him so badly he can't get out of bed?"
Lu Chimo shook his head: "Yulang remembered some important matters and was in a hurry to return to the mortal realm, so he left alone first."
"What important business could this brat have? He's probably done something bad and ran away, hasn't he?" Yuan Qingshan said.
Lu Chimo smiled awkwardly: "Let's go, Master."
"good."
Then the master and apprentice came to Feng Muting and Su Fuliu.
Feng Muting looked at Lu Chimo with a very unfriendly gaze and said, "Isn't your junior brother reluctant to leave you for even a moment?"
Lu Chimo chuckled awkwardly, "He had something to do, so he left first."
"What could have happened to him? Did he offend someone?" Feng Muting asked knowingly.
"Yes, he offended someone he shouldn't have, so I punished him by making him go back alone to reflect on his actions, hoping to appease the person he offended," Lu Chimo replied.
Yuan Qingshan was taken aback: "So that's how it is. What happened to Yulang? Who did he offend?"
Chapter 241 The meaning of living is not only about hatred, but also about love.
Lu Chimo paused for a moment, then said, "It's getting late. Let's have breakfast quickly and then head back."
When Yuan Qingshan heard him say that, he understood. He knew that it was not appropriate to ask this in front of Feng Muting, so he nodded and said, "Let's go, let's have breakfast and then set off."
Although Su Fuliu couldn't see, she could sense that the atmosphere was a bit strange, so she gently tugged at Feng Muting's sleeve.
Feng Muting turned to look at him and saw him shake his head.
Feng Muting understood, knowing that Su Fuliu was telling him not to mention Bai Yulang, so he replied softly, "I understand."
Afterwards, the group went downstairs to have breakfast, and then set off.
Since Bai Yulang wasn't there, there was no need for three carriages. Lu Chimo and Yuan Qingshan rode in one carriage to accompany him, and they could also explain Bai Yulang's situation to him.
After returning to Guichen, Feng Muting took Su Fuliu back to her room to rest.
Lu Chimo then hurried off to find Bai Yulang.
When he arrived at the room, he saw Bai Yulang sitting there alone, looking listless.
"Yulang," he called softly and walked over.
Bai Yulang was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the doorway, where he saw Lu Chimo, whom he had been longing for day and night, walking towards him. He immediately stood up and rushed to greet him, throwing himself into Lu Chimo's arms: "Senior Brother..."
"It's alright, it's nothing now," Lu Chimo comforted her.
"Are you really alright?" Bai Yulang asked.
“Yes, you should thank Young Master Su. He has a kind heart, and it was probably he who persuaded the Prince that prevented the Prince from taking offense,” Lu Chimo replied.
"So it's Young Master Su. I must thank him properly. Ah, no, Senior Brother, please go and thank him for me. I'm afraid the Prince won't let me speak to Young Master Su alone."
Lu Chimo smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll put in a good word for you later. Don't worry about it. But you really shouldn't say anything to Young Master Su casually anymore. You won't always be this lucky."
Bai Yulang immediately nodded and said, "I understand. I will definitely not speak to Young Master Su casually in the future."
“It’s not just about talking to Young Master Su. You need to be careful who you talk to in the future. Sometimes you mean well, but you might end up doing something bad. Apart from your senior brother, no one will tolerate you, understand?” Lu Chimo asked.
Bai Yulang nodded heavily again: "I understand, senior brother. I've been reflecting on this in my room since I got back. I will definitely control myself in the future and not say anything carelessly."
"Well, let's just leave it at that. Senior brother wants to see the lively and cheerful Yulang we knew before." Lu Chimo raised his hand and patted Bai Yulang's head.
Bai Yulang then laughed, but as he laughed, he started to cry.
Lu Chimo was taken aback, then quickly comforted her, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
"Senior brother, I'm sorry... I, I always cause you trouble, I... Waaah..." Bai Yulang became more and more upset as he spoke, and cried even louder.
Lu Chimo hugged him tightly: "Silly boy, I never thought that Yulang was causing me trouble. On the contrary, I think it's a blessing, a kind of happiness to be relied on. I was all alone and was supposed to be lonely for the rest of my life. But since Yulang appeared in my life, I realized that the meaning of living is not only hatred, but also love."
Bai Yulang was taken aback. This was the first time he had heard Lu Chimo mention the word "hatred." He looked up and met Lu Chimo's gloomy gaze, asking, "What hatred? Senior Brother has never mentioned it..."
Chapter 242 What should I do if you cry so easily?
Lu Chimo shook his head: "It's nothing. Senior brother was just using an analogy. He mainly wanted to tell Yulang that life becomes meaningful because of love."
Bai Yulang paused for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, Senior Brother is right, whatever Senior Brother says is right! Senior Brother must be tired, shall I give you a shoulder massage?"
As he spoke, he pulled Lu Chimo over to sit down.
Before he could even go behind Lu Chimo to massage his shoulders, Lu Chimo pulled him into his arms and sat him down: "What's the point of just massaging your shoulders? Senior brother needs to relax his whole body now."
Bai Yulang immediately understood Lu Chimo's meaning and smiled sheepishly, "Yulang is willing to help Senior Brother relax his whole body."
"Of course Yu Lang has to agree, whether he wants to or not. A day apart feels like three autumns. Senior brother misses him terribly. What about Yu Lang?" Lu Chimo hugged Bai Yu Lang, rested his head on his shoulder, and said in a soft, deep voice.
Bai Yulang pursed his lips slightly, then nodded: "Mm... Senior brother, please take good care of Yulang..."
The intertwined breaths pierced the sky, breaking free from inner desires, recklessly shedding sweat, and reaching the other side of the dream.
These past ten days have flown by.
That day, Su Fuliu sat there obediently.
Feng Muting stood nervously to the side, watching Lu Chimo carefully remove the white veil from Su Fuliu's eyes.
After the white veil was removed, Feng Muting quickly went over and used a clean handkerchief to wipe the medicine residue off Su Fuliu's eyelids, his movements as gentle as if he were cherishing a rare treasure.