As they walked, Su Fuliu realized that Feng Muting was going in the wrong direction. Wasn't this the way to his room? Could it be that Feng Muting had stayed in his room for a while and hadn't realized it was the way back to his own room?
So he followed behind and said timidly, "Your Highness, have you taken the wrong path...?"
Chapter 96 A Step-by-Step Thrill
"No," Feng Muting said without turning his head.
Su Fuliu was stunned for a moment, then said, "But, but this is clearly the way to my room..."
“I know,” Feng Muting said.
“…Huh?” Su Fuliu was taken aback again. After thinking for a moment, she said, “Your Highness, you…you don’t still want to sleep in the smaller room, do you?”
"Is it not allowed?"
"Of course, this is your manor, and you have the final say in everything. However... if you're staying here, I'd like to ask the steward to arrange another room for me. We can't keep having Your Highness squeeze in to sleep."
Su Fuliu found Feng Muting quite strange.
Instead of sleeping in a luxurious room, he insisted on sleeping in his ordinary servant's room.
Oh no, his servant's room wasn't ordinary either, because he lived in it all by himself.
Other servants in the Prince's mansion lived in rooms of three to five people.
Feng Muting stopped abruptly and turned to look at Su Fuliu.
Su Fuliu was startled by his sudden stop.
Before Feng Muting could speak, he immediately said, "I didn't mean to look down on Your Highness. I was just afraid of crowding Your Highness. Besides, Your Highness was injured before, so I shared a room with you. If we share a room now, Your Highness will definitely be criticized."
Looking at his anxious explanation, Feng Muting couldn't help but shake his head: "Your brain is really unpredictable."
“???” Su Fuliu didn’t understand what he meant.
But Mu Ting didn't intend to explain.
Instead, they continued walking forward.
Su Fuliu didn't say anything more, but followed behind him, completely bewildered.
Upon arriving at the room, Su Fuliu followed Feng Muting to the bedside: "Does Your Highness wish to rest? Then this humble servant..."
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Muting said, "Go lie down on the bed."
Su Fuliu stared at him with wide eyes: "Your Highness, how could you do this again... I am truly not that kind of person!"
After speaking, Su Fuliu took two steps back, distancing herself from Feng Muting.
"..." Feng Muting was speechless. "I told you to rest in bed. The imperial physician said you need to stay in bed for a few days because of the injury on your head."
Su Fuliu was taken aback, then laughed awkwardly: "Uh... I see, I misunderstood. I knew it! How could Your Highness be that kind of person? If Your Highness were that kind of person, I would have already... Alright, alright, I won't say anymore. I swear I will never misunderstand Your Highness again!"
"..." Feng Muting felt a headache coming on. He looked at Su Fuliu speechlessly, "Why aren't you getting into bed and lying down!"
"Yes, yes." Su Fuliu quickly took off her coat and lay down on the bed.
"If anything happens, just call for help. I'll have someone waiting outside," Feng Muting said.
"Yes, thank you, Your Highness! Your Highness is too kind!" Su Fuliu quickly flattered him, after all, flattery never fails, and he had already angered Feng Muting several times since leaving the palace.
So we have to seize the opportunity to say some nice things.
Feng Muting glanced at him and left speechlessly.
Su Fuliu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him leave.
It's truly a heart-stopping experience!
The following morning after the court session.
Feng Muting arrived at the Emperor's study: "Father."
"Hmm, do you know why I summoned you here?" the Emperor asked.
“I know,” Feng Muting replied.
The Emperor nodded: "Hmm, it's so easy talking to Ting'er, unlike talking to the Crown Prince, which is always so exhausting. They're born of the same father, how come there's such a big difference?"
“My father is the same, but my mother is different. Besides, I resemble my father, but the Crown Prince does not,” Feng Muting replied directly.
The Emperor laughed: "If the Empress knew you said such things, she would definitely be furious."
Feng Muting replied, "Since Father didn't tell Mother, Mother naturally won't be upset."
"You knew I wouldn't tell?"
"If Father can say such things with a smile, then naturally he wouldn't say them to Mother."
The Emperor looked at Feng Muting's expression, smiled, and then sighed, "If only your mother were still alive..."
Seeing the Emperor's sudden dejection, Feng Muting said, "Father summoned me here to ask if I have any suspects, and who exactly is trying to harm Yibao, right?"
"Hmm, I didn't feel comfortable asking yesterday, so I sent you here today to see if you have any guesses." The Emperor instantly became serious.
With a single sentence, Feng Muting diverted the Emperor's attention, preventing him from feeling saddened by thinking of his mother.
"Your Majesty, I thank you for your trust. Even after such an event, you did not doubt me," he said, looking at the Emperor.
“If I suspected you, I wouldn’t have summoned you here alone. Besides, doing such a thing in the palace is incredibly foolish. You can’t be that ignorant,” the Emperor replied.
Feng Muting nodded: "Your subject has already guessed who it is, but if it really is him, will Father Emperor send him to your cousin to explain things?"
Chapter 97 Peak of Beauty
After listening, the emperor asked in return, "If it were you, what would you do?"
Feng Muting replied, "If Father trusts me, then entrust this matter to me. I guarantee I will handle it perfectly for Father."
"Very well, then I'll leave this matter to you." The Emperor nodded.
"yes."
The Emperor thought for a moment, then said, "In a few days, it will be the anniversary of your mother's death. Why don't you accompany me to the Jade Pavilion to pay my respects?"
Feng Muting paused slightly, then cupped his hands and said, "Yes, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."
The Emperor nodded: "Hmm..."
Seeing the Emperor become sad again, Feng Muting said, "On that day, we'll bring Mother Consort's favorite lotus root dumplings to visit her..."
"What she likes to eat is the lotus root balls that I made for her. When we go to the Jade Pavilion that day, I will make her a plate of them myself. She will definitely be happy."
Looking at the Emperor's smile, which was half sweet and half sad, Feng Muting felt a pang of bitterness in his heart: "Very well, Your Majesty, I shall take my leave."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Prince Ting's Mansion.
The physician had just finished changing the gauze on Su Fuliu's head when Su Yan arrived.
"Steward Su, what brings you here? Does His Highness have any orders?" Su Fuliu asked.
"No, it's the young master of the Xuan Prince's Mansion who came to see you. I came to ask if you'd like to see him," Su Yan said.
Su Fuliu was taken aback: "The young master of the Xuan Prince's Mansion? Do we know each other?"
"Isn't this injury from saving the young master?" Su Yan replied.
Upon hearing this, Su Fuliu suddenly realized that this young prince was the little dumpling from that night: "Are you talking about Yibao?"
Su Yan nodded: "That's right. His Highness instructed that if anyone comes looking for you, I should ask you if you are willing to see them. Only if you are willing to see them can I let them in."
"Yes, yes, of course I saw him," Su Fuliu replied immediately. He loved that adorable little dumpling so much, how could he not see him?
"Okay, I'll go and invite him in now." Su Yan said and left.
Su Fuliu sat up and leaned against the headboard.
It was a bit strange, because he was just a servant, while Su Yan was the steward, yet Su Yan actually came to ask him questions, which surprised him.
But Su Yan also said that this was ordered by the prince, so Su Yan was just following the prince's instructions to ask him.
Thinking about it this way, it's not so strange.
Before long, a small figure ran in: "Uncle Fuliu, I've come to see you!"
Su Fuliu looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yibao running over, her chubby cheeks bouncing – she was so cute!
He was really happy to see his child running around so energetically.
"The young master has arrived," Su Fuliu replied.
Yi Bao ran to the bedside, then climbed onto the bed and looked Su Fu Liu up and down, giving him a good once-over: "Uncle Fu Liu is alright, that's so good!"
"Yes, I'm fine, young master, there's no need to worry." Su Fuliu smiled as she looked at Yibao; this child was truly adorable.
"Is Uncle Fuliu my imperial uncle's servant?" Yibao asked.
Su Fuliu nodded: "Yes, that's right."
"Uncle, you're amazing! Where did you find such a handsome servant as Uncle Fuliu? With such a handsome master, even the servants are one in a million. Uncle Fuliu is truly the most handsome servant I've ever seen!"
Su Fuliu laughed: "Young Master, you really know how to talk."
"I'm telling the truth, not flattery. I guarantee you, you won't find two more like Uncle Fu Liu in the entire Feng Kingdom." Yi Bao's praise grew more and more enthusiastic.
Su Fuliu was a little embarrassed: "How can you say that you can't find two like her in the entire Feng Kingdom?"
"It's true. In my heart, I've always thought that my royal uncle is the most handsome man in Feng Kingdom. But now that I've seen Uncle Fuliu, I realize that there are still people in Feng Kingdom who can rival my royal uncle's looks. But it's definitely only Uncle Fuliu who can rival my royal uncle. No one else can."
Yi Bao kept praising Su Fuliu.
Su Fuliu smiled and then shook her head: "The world is so big, there are plenty of good-looking people."
“But you can’t find someone as handsome as Uncle Fu Liu. However, maybe I can. But I’m still young, so Uncle Fu Liu, don’t worry. I’m not a threat to you yet,” Yi Bao said seriously.
Su Fuliu burst into laughter after hearing this; this child was truly amusing.
"So, the young prince was praising me for so long just to set the stage for indirectly praising himself."
Yi Bao waved her hand: "No, no, no, I'm genuinely praising you. I'm still young, so it doesn't count. In terms of looks, you and Uncle Huang are still at their peak!"
Looking at Yi Bao's expression, Su Fuliu really wanted to pinch her cheeks.