"Guards! There's an assassin!" Su Fuliu shouted immediately.
Xie Chen paused for a moment, then said, "Young Master Su, I..."
"Don't come any closer!" Su Fuliu endured the pain in her back, sat up, and then grabbed a pillow and threw it at Xie Chen.
Xie Chen easily dodged the pillow: "Young Master Su, please don't..."
Su Fuliu shrank to the corner of the bed. There was no pillow left, so he tried to use the blanket to block the other party's murderous sword.
At this moment, Su Yan arrived upon hearing the news. Seeing that Su Fuliu was frightened, he immediately ran over and said, "Young Master Su, don't be afraid, he's one of us, one of us!"
"Huh?" Su Fuliu was taken aback.
Su Yan quickly introduced him, "This is a guard specially arranged by the Prince for Young Master Su. When the Prince is not by Young Master Su's side, he will protect Young Master Su's safety. His name is Xie Chen."
Su Fuliu blinked at Xie Chen, then immediately felt incredibly embarrassed: "N-I'm so sorry, I...I thought...it's just that your aura is too much like an assassin..."
Su Yan smiled and said, "Young Master Su is right, he is indeed an assassin. He was summoned by the Prince from Xuanyuan Pavilion. Because of his high level of martial arts, the Prince sent him to protect Young Master Su."
“I see…” Su Fuliu nodded. She hadn’t expected Feng Muting to be so thoughtful, even thinking of finding someone to protect him when he wasn’t around.
The anger that had been rising subsided somewhat.
Su Yan added, "It's my fault. I didn't tell Young Master Su in time."
Xie Chen clasped his hands in a fist and said, "No, it's my fault."
Su Fuliu shook her head and smiled, "It's alright, you don't need to blame yourselves. I was just too timid. By the way, Xie Chen is here, which means the Prince isn't at the residence right now?"
"Yes, His Highness has gone out and hasn't returned yet. Does Young Master Su have something to discuss with His Highness?" Su Yan asked.
"Oh...it's nothing..." Su Fuliu replied, just then her stomach started rumbling again.
He awkwardly clutched his stomach and looked at Su Yan sheepishly, "Um, could you please get me some food, Butler Su?"
"Young Master Su, you're too kind. Just let me know if you need anything, and I'll have someone get it for you right away." With that, he turned and walked out, glancing at Xie Chen as he went.
Xie Chen raised an eyebrow and followed him out.
Chapter 316 Nonsense
After going outside, Xie Chen saw Su Yan standing there waiting, as if he was about to reprimand him. He walked over and asked, "Do you have something to say?"
Su Yan snorted: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, Young Master Su is the prince's darling. When the prince is not around, you must protect him very, very, very carefully. If he loses even a single hair, the prince will definitely not let you off the hook, and I won't be able to protect you then!"
"Are you worried about me?" Xie Chen asked simply and directly after hearing this.
Su Yan paused, a faint blush creeping across his face: "Pah, who was worried about you, you shameless bastard!"
After saying that, he quickly turned and left.
Xie Chen stood there holding his sword, watching Su Yan's departing figure, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
After Feng Muting returned, he went straight to his room. When he arrived at the door, Xie Chen saw him, bowed, and left.
He stood at the doorway, hesitating for a long time, mentally preparing himself.
If he goes in, he'll definitely be met with a barrage of angry curses from Su Fuliu.
He took a deep breath, then pushed open the door and went inside.
Su Fuliu was rubbing her poor little waist at that moment.
When he saw Feng Muting come in, he was furious and grabbed a pillow, throwing it at Feng Muting.
Feng Muting caught the pillow and said with an awkward smile, "Aliu, shall I rub it for you?"
Su Fuliu said angrily, "Get away from me! I don't want you to rub me, you stinky prince who takes advantage of me!"
Feng Muting looked at him with a wronged expression, then sat down on the edge of the bed with a pillow in his arms: "A-Liu, I'm innocent! It was clearly... it was clearly A-Liu who took the initiative..."
Su Fuliu was stunned: "Nonsense, how... how could I possibly take the initiative..."
He had been quite confident, but suddenly lost it, because upon hearing Feng Muting's words, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have said "I want to"...
"How could it be impossible? Ah Liu is exceptionally proactive after drinking. The two times before, I was drunk and didn't know anything. Otherwise, I would have known long ago that Ah Liu is like this when she's drunk. She was so crazy that she almost took my life."
"Your Highness is talking nonsense, I... how could I... I'm afraid Your Highness is just twisting the truth!" Su Fuliu didn't believe it; how could he possibly do such a thing?
Feng Muting didn't speak, but silently put down the pillow and began to take off his clothes.
Su Fuliu was startled, then grabbed the blanket and said, "Your Highness, what are you doing!"
"I'll show you the evidence," Feng Muting replied quietly.
Su Fuliu was stunned, then stared wide-eyed at Feng Muting. Only then did he notice that there were several red marks on Feng Muting's neck.
He was speechless when Feng Muting took off his clothes.
Feng Muting's chest, arms, and back were covered in scratches...
Oh, I'm so embarrassed!
Su Fuliu's face suddenly flushed red. He pulled the blanket over himself and once again hid under it in embarrassment, too ashamed to show his face.
After getting dressed, Feng Muting reached out and tugged at the blanket: "Aliu, you can't blame me this time. You almost drained me dry. Luckily, I'm strong and healthy and didn't disappoint you."
Su Fuliu remained silent; he was too embarrassed to speak.
He's going crazy.
He actually...
That's definitely not him, it's definitely not him!
"Ah Liu, don't be shy, what's there to be shy about? Come out, don't hide under the covers." Feng Muting tugged at the blanket again.
Su Fuliu still clutched the blanket tightly, then hid inside and cried, "Waaah, I'll never drink again..."
Chapter 317 Proof of Love
"Hey, why are you crying? It's okay, we'll just drink less alcohol in the future. Be good, Ah Liu, don't cry." Feng Muting coaxed.
Su Fuliu, who was hiding under the covers, slowly peeked out and said with red eyes, "If I ever have to drink and get drunk, Your Highness, just knock me out. Don't give me a chance to do anything reckless!"
Feng Muting smiled and said, "Then I can't bear to part with it."
"Don't worry, Your Highness, just do it. I won't blame you." Su Fuliu wished he could dig a hole in the ground and hide in it whenever he thought about how he was the one who provoked Feng Muting.
"No, no, I'd rather be eaten by you than hit you."
"Hmph, how come that prince has no self-control at all? Even though I took the initiative, couldn't you have resisted? Couldn't you have refused!" Su Fuliu tried every means to shift her "guilt" in order to avoid embarrassment.
"Ah Liu, you make it sound so easy. You have no idea what happened back then. You were setting me on fire like crazy, not missing a single spot." Feng Muting even sounded aggrieved.
Su Fuliu frowned, unable to imagine the scene. Drinking really leads to trouble!
"Ah Liu still wouldn't let go of that spot, insisting on taking a bite..."
Feng Muting was about to continue speaking when Su Fuliu immediately stopped him. His face remained flushed, his temperature never dropping. "Alright, Your Highness, please stop. I... I don't want to know those details. From now on, I'm giving up alcohol!"
"Then Ah Liu, rest well. I'm going to apply some medicine. You scratched me all over, and if I don't apply some medicine, it might get infected," Feng Muting said pitifully.
“Yes, you need to apply some medicine, but who will Your Highness have you apply it for?” Su Fuliu asked.
"I will wipe it myself."
"But how will Your Highness wipe the back?"
"It's alright, I can just find any maid to help me wipe it," Feng Muting replied casually.
Upon hearing this, Su Fuliu frowned and immediately said, "No need for that trouble, I'll wipe it for Your Highness."
"But your back hurts, doesn't it?"
"Why didn't Your Highness come and help me up? I just need to sit up!" Su Fuliu said, dissatisfied.
"Alright, then I'll help you up." With that, Feng Muting went over and carefully helped him up, then went to have someone fetch medicine from the royal physician.
Su Fuliu rubbed her lower back; although it hurt, she persevered.
He didn't want Feng Muting to ask a maid to apply the medicine for him; even if he didn't ask a maid, he couldn't ask a servant.
It's fine if it's just wiping the arms, but what about the chest and back? Those are places that others can look at without permission!
After the servant brought the medicine, Feng Muting began to take off his clothes. Once he was done, he sat down in front of Su Fuliu.
Su Fuliu was astonished when she saw the scratches. How crazy was he to have scratched Feng Muting like this?
He kept his head slightly lowered, seemingly focused on applying the medicine, but actually he dared not look at Feng Muting; it was too embarrassing.
Feng Muting laughed and said, "Now, all I have is proof of our love."
Su Fuliu paused, but did not respond. Instead, she continued to silently apply the medicine to Feng Muting.
His fingertips gently traced the wound, so carefully, as if afraid of hurting Feng Muting.
The ointment should have felt cool after being applied to the wound, but instead it felt like it was burning.
Feng Muting, feeling parched, grabbed Su Fuliu's hand: "I'll clean the wounds on the front myself. A-Liu, you can clean the wounds on my back."
Chapter 318 How can Ah Liu be so sweet?
"Huh? Did I wipe it too hard? Did it hurt?" Su Fuliu withdrew her hand, still thinking that he had been very gentle.
Feng Muting shook his head: "It's not that it hurts, it's that it's on fire. When A-Liu's soft hands gently stroked the wound, it wasn't applying medicine, it was like bewitching your soul."
Upon hearing this, Su Fuliu dared not continue wiping the wound on his chest. She simply pursed her lips and told him to turn around so she could wipe the wound on his back.
To ease the awkward atmosphere, Su Fuliu tried to change the subject, asking, "Your Highness, was His Majesty drunk yesterday? Is he alright now?"
"It's alright, Father woke up last night."
"That's good. By the way, Your Highness, yesterday... did the Emperor and Aunt Xu wait too long for me to finish cooking and get upset?" Su Fuliu asked again.
Why do you say that?
"Because I felt the atmosphere was very strange at the time. Perhaps it was because of the prince that they didn't react?" Su Fuliu said, then sighed softly.
Feng Muting suddenly turned around and reached out to touch Su Fuliu's head: "You silly girl, don't always think about yourself, and don't blame yourself for everything. I told you, you are fine. You don't always have to be so careful and cautious. With me here, even if you make a hole in the sky, I will patch it up for you."
Su Fuliu stared blankly at Feng Muting. This was the first time Feng Muting had not referred to himself as "this king" but as "I". Su Fuliu thought he was used to Feng Muting referring to himself as "this king", but he did not know that when Feng Muting used "I", he felt even warmer.