Although Su Fuliu was clenching his fist, the injury on half of his palm was still visible, and the shocking red color made his heart ache.
Seeing that Su Fuliu had no intention of opening his palm, he leaned closer and gently breathed on the exposed wound.
The warm breeze soothed the pain in Su Fuliu's hands and warmed his heart.
He then slowly loosened his fist and opened his palm.
He said gently, "Tinglang, I'm fine. I just tripped and fell, scraped my skin a little, and I've already put on some medicine. It'll be fine by tomorrow, so don't worry."
Feng Muting didn't speak, but continued to breathe on his palm.
Then he took his other hand, put them together, shook his head slightly, and breathed on both hands back and forth.
That warm feeling made Su Fuliu's heart grow warmer and warmer.
He looked at Feng Muting, who was earnestly and tirelessly blowing on him, his lips trembled, and tears streamed down his face.
Although he held back his tears, Feng Muting was right in front of him; how could he not notice?
He looked up at Su Fuliu and saw tears streaming down her big, watery eyes. He immediately comforted her, "Alright, don't cry, Fuliu. Is it hurting too much?"
Su Fuliu shook her head: "It's not that it hurts, but I just want to cry."
Now that he had been discovered, he could no longer hold back and burst into tears. He just wanted to cry. Seeing how good Feng Muting was to him, how gentle and considerate he was, and how meticulous he was, he couldn't help but want to cry.
The better something is, the more afraid you are of losing it; the more afraid you are of losing it, the more cautious you become.
Feng Muting chuckled, then reached out and wiped his face: "You really are a little crybaby. It's these tears that softened my heart and made me lose all my temper."
Su Fuliu carefully hugged Feng Muting, still crying, "I... I can't control my tears either. They just start falling whenever they want. Will Tinglang think I'm too prone to crying?"
"Silly girl, I love you so much, how could I possibly dislike you?" Feng Muting gently hugged Su Fuliu back, then sighed, "Ah, I really have no way to deal with you, you little fool."
Chapter 345 So sweet it's sweet even the air you breathe.
Su Fuliu nestled in Feng Muting's warm embrace and said, "Tinglang, don't go to the study. It's late. Let's rest."
“Okay, I won’t go. I’ll stay here with you,” Feng Muting replied.
“If Tinglang doesn’t mind, I… I can help Tinglang,” Su Fuliu said.
Feng Muting was taken aback for a moment, then looked down at him: "Ah Liu, are you saying it's okay tonight? How could I possibly object?"
Su Fuliu blushed instantly, then pushed him away angrily, saying, "What is Tinglang thinking about all day long!"
Feng Muting chuckled, "Of course, I think about how to eat you every day..."
"You..." Su Fuliu was embarrassed by what she was said, so she angrily turned her gaze away and ignored Feng Muting.
Feng Muting then became serious and said, "Alright, alright, don't be angry, A-Liu. So, what did A-Liu say she would help me with?"
“I mean, I can help you with the review... as long as you don’t feel like I’m overstepping my bounds... or that I’m afraid you’ll find out about your court affairs, then just pretend I didn’t say anything…” Su Fuliu said weakly.
He was thinking that if he could help Feng Muting with the grading, Feng Muting wouldn't have to work so hard.
Feng Muting was stunned. He had forgotten that Su Fuliu was also the Crown Prince of Xiao Kingdom and had already begun to help his father, the Emperor, with state affairs.
Therefore, reviewing these memorials was a piece of cake.
“No, but I don’t want you to suffer,” Feng Muting replied.
Su Fuliu shook her head: "I just don't want Tinglang to work too hard, so let's work together, shall we? If we work together, we'll definitely finish reviewing them soon."
"Alright." Seeing Su Fuliu's insistent expression, Feng Muting could only nod in agreement. "However, your hand..."
"It's alright, I've already applied the medicine. After a good night's sleep, the wound will be much better tomorrow. It won't hurt when I write," Su Fuliu replied.
Feng Muting pulled him into his arms again, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "My A-Liu once stood at a high place, admired, loved, and supported by thousands. She was once the brightest and most dazzling star..."
His tone was full of heartache.
Su Fuliu's dry eyes instantly filled with mist again.
He didn't speak, but listened quietly as Feng Muting continued: "Though she fell into the abyss of darkness and tasted the cruelest pain in the world, how could Heaven bear to let the gentle and kind A-Liu perish like this..."
Su Fuliu's eyes were already moist, and tears were about to overflow again.
Then Feng Muting said, "So, God specially assigned me to protect A-Liu, love A-Liu, and pamper A-Liu. God told me that A-Liu had suffered too much during that period, and that he must be made to have a sweet life from now on, so sweet that even the air he breathes is sweet. He also told me to pamper him as much as possible and to pamper him to the point of being unruly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Fuliu's tears flowed again. He cried and pounded on Feng Muting's chest, "Tinglang is so annoying! You had to make me cry. I had just managed to stop crying, and now you've made me cry again. My eyes will definitely be swollen tomorrow. I'll look so ugly, boohoo..."
"Not ugly, not ugly! Anyone who dares to say my Ah Liu is ugly, I'll rip out their tongue!" Feng Muting lowered his head and gently wiped away his tears.
This is the person he cherishes so dearly, who would dare to say a word against her!
Su Fuliu burst into laughter through her tears: "Tinglang is always like this, saying the fiercest things in the gentlest tone. I think I've become a little bolder following Tinglang. Before, I would tremble with fear when I heard Tinglang say such things."
Feng Muting smiled and said, "It's not that you've become braver, but because I'm here, you don't have to be afraid of anything. Of course, it will be the same in the future. Just go forward bravely and don't be afraid of anything. I will dispel all the gloom and darkness for you."
Chapter 346 Thank you for your hard work, Ah Liu.
The next day, Su Fuliu woke up and his eyes were indeed a little swollen. He pouted and said to Feng Muting, "It's all Tinglang's fault."
"Yes, yes, it's my fault, it's my fault." Feng Muting quickly coaxed, "But it's okay, it's not ugly at all, and the swelling will go down soon, A-Liu, don't be upset."
Su Fuliu snorted and then got out of bed.
Feng Muting said, "Four sets of black clothes have already been made. I'll have them delivered. Ah Liu, take your time to choose."
"Judging from what Tinglang is saying, four sets aren't enough?" Su Fuliu asked rhetorically.
Feng Muting laughed and said, "Of course it's not enough. If A-Liu likes it, then we must have plenty more."
"..."
Then, the servants brought four sets of black clothes, all the same color, but each with a different pattern.
"Which set does A-Liu like?" Feng Muting asked.
Su Fuliu looked through them once, then pointed to the third set and said, "This one."
“Ah Liu and I think the same way; I also want to choose this set first!” Feng Muting laughed.
The two changed into these clothes, and Feng Muting couldn't wait to turn around in front of Su Fuliu: "How is it, A-Liu, aren't you handsome and dashing?"
"Yes, yes, yes, Tinglang is the most handsome and dashing!" Su Fuliu looked at Feng Muting in front of her and had to admit that he was really suited to wearing black clothes. Just like the black python robe he was wearing, it looked exceptionally good and gave him a great presence.
Afterwards, the two washed up and ate breakfast together, and then went to the study together.
Feng Muting immediately went over and moved a stool to the side of the desk, placing it next to the original chair.
After Su Fuliu walked over, he let Su Fuliu sit on the cushioned chair, while he himself sat directly on the stool.
"Tinglang, why don't you have someone prepare a cushion for me to sit on?" Su Fuliu said.
Feng Muting shook his head: "It's alright, let's leave it at that for now."
"Alright." Su Fuliu didn't say anything more, and then she and Feng Muting started working together.
Feng Muting was so engrossed in watching Su Fuliu's intensely focused expression that he became completely absorbed.
Completely absorbed in his surroundings, Su Fuliu didn't notice that Feng Muting was staring intently at him.
He noticed a question on the document that he couldn't answer, and was about to ask Feng Muting when he realized Feng Muting had wandered off.
"Tinglang!" Su Fuliu shouted angrily.
Feng Muting then came to his senses. He blinked, touched his nose, and chuckled awkwardly, "It's all because Ah Liu looks so beautiful when she's serious. I... got mesmerized."
"Hmph." Su Fuliu snorted, but didn't say anything more to him. Instead, she took the folded document and placed it in front of him, asking him questions about the contents of the document.
With their combined efforts, the mountain of documents was all completed in a single day.
However, both of them were exhausted.
After dinner, the two went to bed to rest.
"You've worked so hard today, Ah Liu. Lie down properly, I'll give you a massage," Feng Muting said.
"No need, Tinglang has worked hard today too," Su Fuliu replied.
Feng Muting laughed and said, "It's alright, I still have the strength to massage A-Liu."
As he spoke, he flipped Su Fuliu over, sat down beside him, and started pinching his body.
“After sitting all day, Ah Liu’s back and buttocks must be very sore, so I need to focus on massaging those two areas,” Feng Muting said seriously.
Chapter 347 Did the Emperor not punish you?
Su Fuliu lay there, her face flushed, and remained silent.
Feng Muting massaged his waist and buttocks with a smile on his face.
The pressure was just right and comfortable, so Su Fuliu fell asleep quickly.
The next day, Feng Muting got up early. Su Fuliu, still half asleep, looked at him as he was getting dressed and asked, "Why are you up so early, Tinglang?"
“The sooner I send the memorial to the palace, the sooner I can come back to be with you,” Feng Muting replied.
"oh……"
"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
"Um."
As a result, Su Fuliu waited all day before Feng Muting returned in the evening.
Before this, he was very worried, afraid that something might happen to Feng Muting. After all, he had helped with half of this memorial, and he was afraid that if the emperor was unhappy with his interference in state affairs, he would punish Feng Muting.
When Feng Muting finally returned, he quickly went up to check on him and asked, "Is Tinglang alright?"
Feng Muting shook his head: "What could be wrong with me?"
"His Majesty...didn't punish you with a beating?"
"Why did Father beat me for no reason? Silly boy, are you worried because I came back too late?" Feng Muting asked back.
Su Fuliu nodded: "Yes, when you left this morning you said you would come back early, but you're only back now. I'm afraid the Emperor will be angry with you for letting me interfere with the review of memorials."
"Don't overthink it, nothing's wrong. But it's also my fault for coming back so late without telling you beforehand, making you worry. Actually, Father was focused on taking care of Aunt Xu and left me in the palace to discuss state affairs with the court officials, which is why I came back late."
Hearing this, Su Fuliu finally felt relieved: "It's good that Tinglang is alright. I'm not afraid to wait, as long as Tinglang is alright."