So the two people, who were neither particularly accomplished, began to roughly tidy up the table and the kitchen.
But what came was a crackling sound.
Either Bai Yulang accidentally broke the plate, or Feng Muting accidentally broke the bowl.
Before Lu Chimo and Su Fuliu could even blink, they saw a mess on the ground.
"Alright, Yulang, come here. Let the servants clean up." Lu Chimo thought that since Bai Yulang wanted to show how sensible he was, then let him do so.
But in the blink of an eye, it turned into this mess. If these two were to continue cleaning up, the kitchen would probably be ruined.
Su Fuliu nodded in agreement: "Your Highness, let's go back to our rooms..."
Feng Muting and Bai Yulang looked at each other and then gave up.
Bai Yulang pouted and walked up to Lu Chimo, saying, "Senior brother won't think I'm clumsy, will he?"
"Even though Yulang is clumsy, his senior brother likes him too. Let's go." Lu Chimo smiled and patted his head, then nodded to Feng Muting and Su Fuliu before pulling Bai Yulang away first.
Su Fuliu looked at Feng Muting and laughed, "What is Your Highness still standing there for? Are you waiting for the servants to come and see your masterpiece on the spot?"
Chapter 261 Ah Liu Hu Hu
Upon hearing this, Feng Muting immediately walked to Su Fuliu's side and said softly, "Ah Liu, you won't find me repulsive, will you?"
Su Fuliu shook her head: "Why would I dislike Your Highness? Although you're now 'good at nothing' and can't cook anymore, I've already felt your affection for me. Thank you, Your Highness..."
As he spoke, he glanced around like a thief, and seeing that no one had come yet, he quickly kissed Feng Muting on the cheek: "Thank you for your hard work, Your Highness. This is a reward!"
Feng Muting's eyes widened in surprise. This happiness came too suddenly, and he was a little slow to react.
When he saw Su Fuliu's face, which was as red as an apple, he couldn't help but hug him: "My hand was cut by a kitchen knife, and it still hurts. A light kiss like a dragonfly skimming the water isn't enough to relieve the pain."
"Your Highness is pushing your luck again!" Su Fuliu said, embarrassed and annoyed.
"Hmm, is that alright?" Feng Muting loved seeing the person in his arms blush.
"No, someone's coming!" Su Fuliu pushed Feng Muting away and walked out awkwardly.
Feng Muting looked at the servants who came in with an expression that looked like he wanted to devour them, which frightened the servants so much that they trembled and lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.
He then chased after her, grabbed Su Fuliu's hand, and walked back with her.
“A-Liu.”
"Um?"
Why did you let Bai Yulang call you Brother Liu so affectionately?
"Since we're good friends now, and I'm older than him, I'll have him call me Brother Liu. It sounds more intimate that way. What's wrong, Your Highness? Does he have a problem with that?"
"……No."
Upon arriving at the room and closing the door, Feng Muting pinned Su Fuliu down, like a tiger catching a rabbit. He braced his hands against the door, trapping Su Fuliu inside.
"Ah Liu, now that no one's coming, can we continue?" Feng Muting stared at Su Fuliu, waiting for his answer.
"No, Your Highness, you should take a bath first. You smell like fish." Su Fuliu said.
But Feng Muting interpreted these words differently, and he immediately became excited: "Does A-Liu mean that if I go and wash myself clean, we can do more things?"
Su Fuliu choked: "That's not what I meant at all!"
"If it's just a kiss, why did A-Liu make me take a bath?" Feng Muting asked seriously.
“…I just wanted to take a shower because you were dirty!” Su Fuliu said, then squatted down and slipped out of Feng Muting’s “encirclement”.
As he walked inside, he said, "If Your Highness doesn't wash up, you won't be sleeping in the bed tonight."
"Wash, wash, wash! I'll go wash right now!" Upon hearing that he couldn't sleep in the bed, Feng Muting immediately went to wash.
"Okay, go ahead and wash up, I need to wash up too after I'm done," Su Fuliu said as she sat down.
Upon hearing this, Feng Muting paused, then turned around and said, "How about we shower together?"
"No way!" Su Fuliu blushed and glared at him before turning her back to him.
He didn't want things to turn out the way they did last time.
Fortunately, I couldn't see last time, so there was less embarrassment.
night.
Feng Muting looked at Su Fuliu lying beside him, then held out his injured finger to him: "Aliu, look, although it's not bleeding anymore, it still hurts a lot. Maybe if you just breathe it out, the pain will go away."
Su Fuliu snorted: "A real man doesn't need someone to blow on his little cut."
However, although he said it with great disgust, he had already reached out and grabbed Feng Muting's injured finger, pulled it to his mouth, and then started snorting at it.
Feng Muting couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at Su Fuliu, who was saying one thing but meaning another.
After snoring for a while, Su Fuliu asked, "Are you alright? Does it still hurt?"
Chapter 262 Could it be another prince?
Feng Muting shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore. I told you, with A-Liu rubbing my back, it definitely won't hurt anymore."
Su Fuliu was still holding his fingers tightly. He looked at the cut on it; although it wasn't big, he still felt sorry for him.
You have to understand, people like Feng Muting are born into a life of luxury.
She's someone who's never even eaten wontons from a roadside stall, yet now she's cooking for him.
Moreover, even though he knew he couldn't do it, and he could have told him he wasn't going to do it, Feng Muting still insisted on making two dishes.
Although the taste was really not good, he knew that Feng Muting wanted him to know that he cared about him and that he would keep his promise to him.
"From now on, let me cook for Your Highness. I can't bear to see Your Highness suffer any more cuts on your fingers," Su Fuliu said.
Feng Muting was overjoyed: "Aliu is reluctant to part with me, that's wonderful."
As he spoke, he hugged Su Fuliu tightly, not wanting to let go.
But then, Su Fuliu let out a muffled groan.
Feng Muting was taken aback, then quickly let go, thinking that he had been holding him too tightly.
But when he looked down, he saw that the person in his arms had suddenly turned pale and had some fine sweat on her forehead.
"Ah Liu, what's wrong?!"
Su Fuliu frowned, clutching her stomach with both hands: "It hurts..."
"Pain? Why does your stomach hurt all of a sudden?" As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Muting remembered the two terrible dishes that Su Fuliu had tried. Su Fuliu hadn't reacted at the time, but he guessed that it was acting up now.
"Ah Liu, wait a moment, I'll go and fetch Doctor Lu right away." With that, he immediately jumped off the bed, not even putting on his outer clothes, and hurriedly went to find Lu Chimo.
At this moment, Bai Yulang, who had just finished taking a bath, was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed facing inwards, while Lu Chimo stood beside him, using a dry towel to wipe Bai Yulang's wet hair.
Suddenly, there was a rapid knocking on the door, which startled Bai Yulang: "Who is it now? It can't be the prince again, can it? He... he didn't make my brother Liu cry again, did he? No, it's okay if he makes brother Liu cry now, he doesn't need to change his dressing. No, that's not right either, my brother Liu's eyes have just recovered, who knows if he cried too much and his eyes hurt!"
Lu Chimo smiled and handed the handkerchief to Bai Yulang, who was muttering to himself, then turned around and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, Feng Muting was indeed standing outside, and he wasn't even wearing an overcoat.
Upon seeing this, Bai Yulang immediately exclaimed, "It really is Your Highness! Your Highness came dressed like this. Did Your Highness really make Brother Liu cry?"
Feng Muting ignored him and looked anxiously at Lu Chimo, saying, "A-Liu is in terrible pain right now..."
Upon hearing this, Lu Chimo raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise in his eyes: "What did the prince do to him to make him so doting?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Yulang immediately put on his shoes and ran over, saying, "Oh, Your Highness, I'm not trying to be mean, but can't you be a little gentler with Brother Liu? He's such a delicate and frail person, don't you... don't you know how to cherish him a little?"
Feng Muting paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, A-Liu has a stomachache, it's probably because of... those two dishes I made... Doctor Lu, you should go and take a look at her quickly."
Normally, Feng Muting would have glared at Bai Yulang to death, but right now he was anxious and worried and didn't have time to argue with Bai Yulang.
Lu Chimo nodded, then turned to Bai Yulang and said, "Yulang, your hair isn't dry yet. Don't let the cold wind blow on you. Hurry back inside and dry your hair before your senior brother comes back."
"Okay, Senior Brother, go check on Brother Liu. I'll wait for you to come back." After saying that, Bai Yulang immediately ran back and continued to sit cross-legged on the edge of the bed, drying his hair.
Afterwards, Lu Chimo quickly left with Feng Muting.
Chapter 263 Your Highness must never cook again.
At this moment, Su Fuliu was curled up on the bed, her forehead covered in sweat, and her lips were completely bloodless.
He clutched his stomach, writhing in pain on the bed.
Feng Muting rushed back with Lu Chimo, and seeing this scene, he felt heartbroken.
Lu Chimo quickly went over to take Su Fuliu's pulse, and then said to him, "Young Master Su, lie down, I will give you acupuncture."
Su Fuliu was in so much pain that he couldn't lie straight, but he knew that if he was curled up like this, Lu Chimo would have a hard time administering acupuncture, so he could only grit his teeth and lie flat.
After finally getting him to lie down comfortably, Lu Chimo quickly administered acupuncture to relieve his abdominal pain.
Gradually, Su Fuliu felt his stomach pain lessen, and his complexion improved slightly.
After Lu Chimo finished acupuncture, he said to Feng Muting, "I'll go brew some medicine for Young Master Su now. Your Highness, please stay with him for now."
"Okay, thank you." Feng Muting nodded and went over to sit by the bed to watch over Su Fuliu.
Lu Chimo went to brew the medicine.
Feng Muting looked at Su Fuliu, who was lying there with a pale face, and reached out to hold his hand: "I'm sorry... it's my fault that you've gotten into this state."
Su Fuliu forced a smile: "Your Highness, please don't blame yourself. With Doctor Lu here, everything will be alright."
"I shouldn't have let you taste it. Seeing you in so much pain is even more painful than it is for me." Feng Muting frowned, still feeling guilty.
Not only was his cooking terrible, but it also caused Su Fuliu to suffer.
"Alright, Your Highness, I'm fine. But from now on, Your Highness must never cook again," Su Fuliu said.
Feng Muting shook his head: "I'm not cooking anymore, I'm not cooking anymore, how could I dare to cook?"
Late at night, Lu Chimo finally finished brewing the medicine and brought it over, saying, "After drinking this medicine, Young Master Su's stomach should stop hurting. However, Young Master Su probably won't have much of an appetite for the next few days."
"Yes, thank you for your hard work, Doctor Lu. It's already this late, Doctor Lu should go back and rest." Feng Muting said, taking the medicine bowl.
Lu Chimo nodded slightly and then turned and left.