But now, he can no longer return to the Forget-Worry Pavilion and can only work as a servant in the Prince's Mansion for the time being.
Judging from Feng Muting's expression, he wanted him to be his servant for life.
Sigh, what a waste of a little!
If only he hadn't been greedy for money, he could have stayed at the Forget-Worry Pavilion, being the top courtesan and living a carefree life.
Moreover, he had plenty of people to serve him.
Unlike now, he still has to serve others.
It's too late to regret it now.
Su Fuliu was so engrossed in his thoughts that, although his hands were still pounding, he was completely unaware that Feng Muting wasn't sitting there at all, but standing there watching him.
Feng Muting wanted to see how long Su Fuliu would keep punching the air.
Su Fuliu blinked and was stunned to see Feng Muting still standing in front of him. He thought he was seeing things, so he blinked again, but still saw Feng Muting standing there.
He was taken aback, then looked down and realized that he had been pounding away for nothing.
So she immediately stopped, then looked at Feng Muting awkwardly: "Your Highness..."
"What are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed in your thoughts. Are you thinking about Xiao Nian?" Feng Muting questioned.
Su Fuliu was taken aback: "Huh?"
What does he want with Xiao Nian?
"Is it yes or no?" Feng Muting asked again.
Su Fuliu immediately shook his head: "No, why would I miss the young master? I'm thinking about..."
What are you thinking about?
“…I want to…” Su Fuliu couldn’t say it. He couldn’t very well tell Feng Muting that he was thinking about when he could leave the Prince Ting’s mansion. That would just invite a scolding.
"Hmm?" Feng Muting noticed his hesitation and stammering, and figured he was probably thinking about Xiao Nian but just didn't want to admit it.
"Ugh, my tongue hurts again. Can I go see the physician?" Su Fuliu suddenly covered her face and asked.
"You seemed to be speaking quite well today, so why are you in pain again?" Although Feng Muting had a stern face, he was actually quite worried.
"It really hurts, I can barely speak." Su Fuliu put on a pitiful look, trying to gain Feng Muting's sympathy.
Feng Muting had no idea that he was falling for Su Fuliu's act of feigning pitifulness.
He was at a loss when he saw Su Fuliu like this.
He then said, "Then why aren't you going to see the imperial physician right now?!"
"Yes." Su Fuliu nodded, then covered her face and ran away.
Feng Muting shook his head and then sighed helplessly.
Su Fuliu ran to the physician and said, "My tongue hurts again. Do you have any medicine left for me to suck on?"
"It hurts again? That shouldn't be the case. That medicine should be very effective; your tongue should be painless by today." The physician looked at him with some doubt.
“But it really hurts,” Su Fuliu replied.
"Then open your mouth so I can see it."
"Ah—" Su Fuliu opened her mouth.
The physician peered inside and said, "It's alright."
"But it still hurts. That medicine from yesterday was really good. It stopped hurting when I held it in my mouth. Can you give me some more to hold in my mouth?" Su Fuliu said.
"Alright, I'll get you some more to suck on, to help strengthen it."
Su Fuliu nodded: "Thank you!"
With this medicine in his mouth, he won't need to speak.
At that point, he won't have to answer any of Feng Muting's questions.
He's so clever!
On his way back with the medicine in his mouth, Su Fuliu was suddenly patted lightly on the back.
I have a question about Chapter 38.
Su Fuliu was startled and almost spat out the medicine in her mouth again.
He turned around and saw several servants blinking at him.
He was completely confused, not knowing what they were up to.
Then one of the servants said with a fawning smile, "Little Su, can you come with us? We have something we want to talk to you about."
Su Fuliu nodded, then followed them blankly.
Upon reaching a corner, the servant said, "Actually, we just wanted to ask you for advice. How do you serve the Prince every day? Why is he never satisfied no matter how we serve him? Do you have any little secrets? Tell us so we can learn from you and avoid being scolded by the Prince."
Su Fuliu was about to speak when he realized he had medicine in his mouth, so he spat it out to the side.
Then he said, "Didn't you see when the prince scolded me?"
He was somewhat amused and exasperated; how could these people think he was serving Feng Muting well?
He gets scolded by Feng Muting every day.
"That's different."
"Yes, that's different."
“The way the prince scolds us is different from how he scolds you.”
Su Fuliu was taken aback: "How is it different? Aren't all insults the same?"
"No, what we mean is that even though the prince scolded you, you're still fine."
"Yeah, you're still okay."
Su Fuliu was completely confused: "Otherwise what?"
"You may not know this now, but the prince is known for his volatile temper. Anyone who displeases him will be severely scolded or punished, and in severe cases, they could lose their life."
"Exactly, you have no idea how many of these people had died before you arrived."
"Yes, those who served the prince before, regardless of gender, received little punishment but many died."
"That's right, you're the only one who's survived this long."
Su Fuliu shuddered upon hearing this.
Suddenly I realized he was incredibly lucky.
Having served Feng Muting all this time, all she gets is a good scolding from time to time.
However, he also remembered that when he first met Feng Muting, Feng Muting wanted him to go through fire and water, which really made him look like the King of Hell, terrifying to the extreme.
"So...so I'm still alive?" Su Fuliu asked weakly.
They all nodded.
Upon seeing this, Su Fuliu felt a chill run down her spine.
It seems he'll have to be even more careful in serving Feng Muting from now on.
Otherwise, you might lose your life if you're not careful.
"So, Xiao Su, can you tell us exactly how you serve the prince? What are your secrets? Let us learn so we won't be punished by the prince so easily in the future."
"Yes, Xiao Su, we hope you can give us some pointers."
"That's right, we've worked together, and we're practically friends, so please do us a favor and help us out."
The crowd pleaded with Su Fuliu, one after another.
Su Fuliu looked at everyone with a troubled expression: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that I really don't have any secrets. Besides, the prince has scolded me quite a bit, as you've probably all seen. He's very fierce towards me."
"Is there really no secret to this?"
Su Fuliu shook her head: "If I had something, I would definitely tell you. We all work in the Prince's mansion, and I don't want to see anything happen to you, but I really can't do anything about it. The Prince is always fierce to me. As for why I'm still alive, I don't know. Maybe I'm just lucky."
The crowd looked at each other.
Suddenly, someone uttered something startling…
Chapter 39 Becoming a Celebrity
"I think it's not that Xiao Su doesn't want to talk about it, but rather that he finds it difficult to say it," someone said.
Su Fuliu looked at him, paused for a moment, and then waved her hand: "No, no, no, I really don't know. It's not that I can't say, it's as if I'm intentionally hiding something."
The man shook his head: "No, let me finish. I know you don't know, but it's really hard for you to say, because you're good-looking."
"Huh?" Su Fuliu didn't understand; he was a little confused by the twist in the story.
What does this have to do with his good looks?
But the others suddenly understood and nodded in agreement.
"Yes, how come we didn't think of that?"
"That's right. We don't even look at ourselves. Look at what Xiao Su looks like. How can our faces compare to Xiao Su's?"
“That’s right. Little Su is so good-looking. The prince likes him and naturally wouldn’t want to kill him. At most, he’ll just scold him. After all, the prince has a temper.”
"Yes, I think so too. If that's the case, then Xiao Su really can't help us. After all, looks are given by one's parents and can't be changed. Xiao Su is so beautiful, everyone likes her."
Su Fuliu forced a smile, looking somewhat embarrassed.
Although they were praising him, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
"However, I don't understand, Xiao Su is so beautiful, why would she come to the Prince's mansion to be a servant when she could be doing so many other things?"
"That's right. If I were half as good-looking as Xiao Su, I would find a rich girl and marry into her family."
Su Fuliu gave a dry laugh: "I... I don't have any special skills, so my good looks are useless. I can only come to the Prince's mansion to serve as a servant."
Thinking about this makes him sad.