He jolted awake instantly, shouting, "Your Highness, what are you doing!"
Feng Muting was taken aback, then casually replied, "Eat you!"
Su Fuliu immediately grabbed the blanket and covered herself: "No!"
"Why not again? You just promised..." Feng Muting said anxiously.
Su Fuliu felt terrified when he thought about how Bai Yulang still hadn't gotten out of bed.
Judging from Feng Muting's crazy appearance, he must really be unable to get out of bed for several days, just as Bai Yulang said.
"No, no, we have a lot of things to do tomorrow. We need to buy fish and lotus roots, pick mushrooms and wood ear fungus, and then I'll have to work in the kitchen."
"What does tomorrow's business have to do with what's happening now?" Feng Muting asked, puzzled.
"Of course it's related. Bai... some people say that after that, you won't be able to get out of bed for several days. I don't want to be a person who breaks their promise, so we must pick mushrooms tomorrow. I promised to cook mushroom soup for the prince."
"...Which bastard told you that? Bai? Bai Yulang?"
Su Fuliu was taken aback, then blinked. Her mother had said that she shouldn't lie. Feng Muting had already guessed it, so she couldn't very well say it wasn't true.
So he could only nod: "Well... but Your Highness, please don't be angry with him. Young Master Bai didn't mean any harm; he was just saying it casually."
Feng Muting gritted his teeth and forced a smile: "I'm not angry, not angry. What else did he say?"
"He also said that if I couldn't get out of bed for several days, it meant that the prince was impotent..." Su Fuliu recounted everything in detail.
Feng Muting finally understood why Su Fuliu had jumped up from her stool in fright when she saw him.
He said someone had scared the silly rabbit, and sure enough, it happened.
You bastard Bai Yulang!
Chapter 186 Throw Bai Yulang out of the manor for me.
"So no, if we really do that, I won't be able to keep my promise tomorrow," Su Fuliu said righteously.
"We can wait a few days to do it; mushrooms aren't going to grow legs and run away," Feng Muting said, regretting his decision.
Of all the things he could say, he had to bring this up to distract Su Fuliu.
Su Fuliu shook her head: "No, we agreed to go tomorrow, so we have to go tomorrow. Although mushrooms can't grow legs and run, they'll die if we go too late."
“But even if we eat it, it will still be ‘dead’,” Feng Muting argued.
"We ate it, so at least it contributed to its short lifespan as a mushroom. But if it dies, it will have died in vain. What a pity!"
When it comes to this kind of bizarre debate, Su Fuliu is unbeatable.
Feng Muting couldn't quite keep up with his strange way of thinking.
"..." Feng Muting was speechless after hearing this.
But then he thought, if he can bear it now, maybe he can do it tomorrow?
Su Fuliu's worry is that she won't be able to go mushroom picking tomorrow. But if she picks mushrooms and eats mushroom soup tomorrow, will she be able to...?
Su Fuliu has already accepted, so he shouldn't refuse again tomorrow, right?
"Alright then, I won't touch you..." Feng Muting said, his voice filled with resentment.
"Your Highness is so kind." Su Fuliu coaxed Feng Muting when she saw his disappointed expression.
He didn't even realize that he had already started taking the initiative.
Take the initiative to kiss him.
Take the initiative to coax him.
He truly opened his heart to him.
Feng Muting sighed softly and got out of bed. It was so hard to hold back the energy he had just felt.
After straightening his clothes, he said, "Then you should rest well. I'll be leaving now and will come to see you later."
Su Fuliu nodded: "Mm."
Feng Muting returned to his room and had a full tub of cold water prepared.
Without saying a word, he immediately immersed himself in the water, closed his eyes, and tried to calm himself down.
The heat gradually subsided.
After a long while, he opened his eyes, his gaze still burning with fire.
But this "fire" is not the same as the "fire" before.
The "fire" now is anger.
He shouted, "Bring Su Yan here to me!"
Before long, Su Yan came running over.
At this moment, Feng Muting had already changed his clothes and was standing there waiting for him.
He cupped his hands and said, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"
Feng Muting frowned fiercely: "Go, throw that bastard Bai Yulang out of the manor for me, right now!"
Su Yan shuddered in fright; he hadn't seen Feng Muting so furious in a long time.
He didn't dare ask any more questions and immediately nodded, saying, "Yes, I'll go and throw Bai Yulang away right away."
At this moment, Bai Yulang was lying on the bed, looking at Lu Chimo with a pitiful expression.
Lu Chimo said, "Will you dare to talk nonsense again next time?"
Bai Yulang immediately shook his head: "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare, Senior Brother is too brave."
He wouldn't dare.
It was already in so much pain that he didn't want to move at all.
"Sweetie, is Yulang hungry? Senior brother will go get you something to eat."
"Yes, I'm hungry."
"Alright, then I'll go get it for you right away." With that, Lu Chimo got up and left.
As soon as he went out, Su Yan arrived with his men.
When Lu Chimo returned, Bai Yulang was nowhere to be seen: "Yulang?!"
Su Yan walked in and said, "I'm sorry, Doctor Lu, your junior brother somehow offended our Prince. Our Prince asked me to invite him out of the manor. You'll have to go out and find him."
Although their prince said "throw," he and Lu Chimo couldn't very well say "throw," otherwise they would be making enemies.
Anyway, their prince is angry at Bai Yulang, not Lu Chimo, so why should he make another enemy for their prince?
Therefore, Lu Chimo wouldn't get angry if he heard "please".
Upon hearing this, Lu Chimo immediately understood why Feng Muting was suddenly angry with Bai Yulang. Perhaps it was because the things Bai Yulang said without thinking had reached Feng Muting's ears.
Otherwise, Feng Muting would have already agreed to let them stay one more night, so he wouldn't have asked Bai Yulang to leave now.
Moreover, he felt that given Feng Muting's personality, "inviting" was probably impossible; he would likely "throw" him away.
However, Bai Yulang's words caused trouble, and Feng Muting only let him leave the mansion instead of taking his life, which was considered a courtesy to give him, the divine doctor Lu.
Lu Chimo nodded and turned to leave, but as he left, he seemed to remember something and took a plate of crispy pastries with him.
Meanwhile, Bai Yulang was lying beside the stone lion at the entrance of the Prince's Mansion, wailing, "Waaah, Senior Brother, I'm hungry..."
Chapter 187 Does it still hurt?
When Lu Chimo came out, he saw Bai Yulang lying pitifully on the stone lion.
He quickly went over and asked, "Yulang, are you alright?"
Bai Yulang immediately squeezed out two tears, looking aggrieved: "Waaah, no, senior brother, I knew this prince was no good, he actually had me thrown out."
Lu Chimo frowned and shook his head: "You, you've suffered and still don't know how to restrain yourself. Do you think you can just make up stories about the prince like that?"
Bai Yulang pursed his lips and said nothing more.
Lu Chimo looked at him, shook his head helplessly, and then handed the crispy pastry he had brought with him to Bai Yulang: "Aren't you hungry? Eat it."
"Wow, thank you, senior brother. You're so kind." Bai Yulang immediately accepted it.
"Alright, stand up there, your senior brother will carry you back," Lu Chimo said.
"Senior brother is so kind!" Bai Yulang's eyes were full of Lu Chimo.
Lu Chimo turned his back and said, "Come on up."
Bai Yulang smiled and then climbed onto Lu Chimo's back.
Lu Chimo carried him on his back as he ate the crispy pastry, and the two left the palace.
On the way, Lu Chimo asked, "Does it still hurt?"
Bai Yulang was about to say that it wouldn't hurt if his senior brother carried him, but he was afraid that if he said it didn't hurt, his senior brother would think that he hadn't performed well.
So for a moment I didn't know how to answer that question.
He then asked, "Should I... should I feel pain or not?"
"If you can ask that, it seems you're not in pain," Lu Chimo replied.
Bai Yulang choked, then immediately said, "It hurts! How can it not hurt? If it didn't hurt, would I need my senior brother to carry me?"
As he spoke, he held the crispy pastry in his hand to Lu Chimo's mouth: "Senior brother, you've worked hard. Have a piece of this crispy pastry?"
"Senior brother isn't hungry, you eat. This probably isn't enough to fill your stomach, so have some for now. When we get back, senior brother will cook you something delicious."
"Okay, senior brother is the best!" Bai Yulang smiled, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, his senior brother wasn't angry, otherwise, he would have been in trouble when they got back.
"Do you remember where you saw Su Fuliu before?" Lu Chimo asked again.
Bai Yulang paused for a moment, then shook his head: "I still can't remember."
“There aren’t many people in this world who use needles with their left hand, at least I’ve never seen one.” Lu Chimo recalled that when Su Fuliu finished inserting the needles, she used her left hand. He could tell that it was definitely not a coincidence that she used her left hand; Su Fuliu must have originally been a left-handed person who performed needle insertions.
Left-handed people are already rare, and those who perform acupuncture with their left hand are even rarer.