Chapter 159 Take good care of yourself
"Where are father and mother?" Ye Wanqing asked.

Ying Xiang replied, "The master and his wife are worried and want to wait until you and the prince are better before returning to the city. The imperial physician came to check your pulse just now and said that you will not wake up until the night, so they went to visit Lord Lu first. Last night, the eldest and second young masters stayed with you and the prince respectively all night and went to bed after breakfast."

"Let them continue sleeping." Ye Wanqing tried to get up.

She had a high fever and felt as if her soul had been sucked out of her. She was drowsy and confused.

Ying Xiang helped her up: "Miss, do you want to get up?"

Ye Wanqing nodded: "I'll go see the prince."

Ying Xiang helped her get out of bed: "The prince woke up this morning. The people from Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion sent a ginseng, and the Second Young Master had someone boil it. One bowl was sent back to Jinchun Garden, one bowl was given to the prince, and one bowl was fed to you..."

Ye Wanqing was helped to sit down in front of the dressing table beside the bed.

This time, the plan was to return to the city after the palace banquet, so I brought very little with me.

What I saw was a strange palace, a strange room, and a strange dressing table.

Ye Wanqing sat in front of the dressing table.

In the bronze mirror, she was only wearing a white middle-length dress, with long hair like a waterfall draped over her body, making her skin look even whiter like jade, without a trace of blood.

The eyes that used to be clear and bright have dimmed a little.

Ying Xiang combed her hair and said, "Miss, please get better soon. You are getting married next month."

Big wedding?

Ye Wanqing looked at herself in the mirror, and her dazed eyes finally brightened up a little.

Yes, she is going to get married to Chu Anlan next month.

After the wedding, I will be able to leave the capital for a long time.

"Yingxiang, please do my makeup for me."

After dressing up, Ye Wanqing changed into a lilac-colored dress that matched her complexion better and put on a layer of light makeup.

After eating something simple, Ye Wanqing was helped out by Yingxiang.

It is almost noon and the sun is at its hottest.

The silvery sunlight poured down from overhead, passing through the dense branches and leaves, leaving swaying shadows on the ground.

From the distant trees came the shrill chirping of cicadas.

Ye Wanqing walked slowly in the shade of the trees: "When did the palace banquet end yesterday? When did the emperor return to the palace?"

"Just as the princess fell unconscious, the rain stopped. After another stick of incense, the sun came out and the palace banquet was held as usual." Yingxiang said: "At the beginning of the evening hour, the emperor and the queen mother returned to the palace after the banquet..."

As they were talking, they had already arrived outside the room where Chu Anlan lived.

Because Emperor Fengyang blocked the news, he brought all the participants of the palace banquet back to Beijing overnight. Only the original palace guards and some attendants from the Princess's Mansion, Prince Dun's Mansion, and Marquis Dingyuan's Mansion were left in the temporary palace.

I didn't meet anyone on the way.

In the yard, Mo Yan was sitting on a small stool boiling medicine.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked up and stood up quickly: "I greet the princess."

"Where is the prince?" Ye Wanqing asked.

After the words fell, a weak voice came from the room: "Qing'er... I'm here..."

He was awake.

Ye Wanqing stepped onto the stone steps and walked around the screen. She saw Chu Anlan, who had a white cloth wrapped around his chest and was lying on the head of the bed in his outer shirt, revealing his tight waist and abdomen, and two pink nipples.

Ye Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then looked away: "Is the prince feeling better today?"

Chu Anlan saw that the tips of her ears were red as if dripping blood, he lowered his head to look at himself, and suddenly realized: "Qing'er... are you shy?" Due to the injury in his chest, he could not speak loudly or breathe, so his voice sounded weak, feeble and weak.

Ye Wanqing's cheeks flushed, and she forced herself to look away calmly: "I didn't."

"Really?" Chu Anlan moved: "Then come sit next to me... let me take a good look at you... they said you got caught in the rain yesterday and have a fever.

I wanted to see you, but the doctor wouldn’t let me get out of bed and threatened me that if I dared to get out of bed, he would tie my limbs…”

After saying a few words, he was already out of breath.

Seeing this, Ye Wanqing had no choice but to walk to the bedside, trying to ignore what should be ignored and focusing her eyes on one place: "Is the wound still bleeding today?"

"It's stopped bleeding. I applied the hemostatic powder." Chu Anlan took a breath and said, "The hemostatic powder hurts so much. I applied it again this morning... Look, I bit my lips because of the pain."

After saying this, he pointed to the faint bloodstain on the corner of his lips, blinked desperately, and kept hinting at Ye Wanqing.

At the side, Yingxiang made a gesture and quietly left with the servants of Prince Dun's mansion.

When leaving, he even considerately closed the door.

Chu Anlan moved: "Qing'er, it hurts."

Ye Wanqing had no choice but to bend down and place a kiss on his lips, reminding him: "Don't move around, be careful not to disturb the wound."

"All right……"

Chu Anlan, who was planning to push his luck further, instantly restrained himself a lot.

He raised his hand and placed it on Ye Wanqing's forehead: "It's okay, it's not hot anymore... But you still need to take the medicine on time."

"Yeah." Ye Wanqing responded softly.

Chu Anlan raised his star-like eyes to look at her, revealing a weak but brilliant smile: "The attendants said...you shot and killed an assassin yesterday. They also said that the way you shoot arrows...is particularly beautiful...the way you were on edge towards Lu Jilian was also beautiful...you did all this...all for me...Qing'er, I'm so happy..."

Ye Wanqing's voice was gentle, but there was a hint of complaint in her words: "Why did they tell you everything?"

Chu Anlan took a deep breath, pressed on the wound, and asked seriously, "Qing'er, now... do you like me as much as I like you?"

After being injured, Chu Anlan's skin became as white as jade, without a single flaw, which made his eyes even brighter. They were like stars washed in the Milky Way, wet, black and bright.

This appearance is exactly like a small pomegranate, making people unable to refuse it when they see it.

Ye Wanqing is a soft-hearted person.

Looking at Chu Anlan's moist eyes, she said softly, "I like the prince very much, so I hope that the prince will recover well. From now on, the prince should never get hurt again. After you recover, practice martial arts well."

"This time it was an accident!" Chu Anlan was indeed diverted from the topic: "I just accompanied my brother-in-law to the toilet, who knew they would shoot an arrow in the back? If it weren't for that arrow, who would win is still unknown."

After saying that, he gasped with exhaustion.

Ye Wanqing was still sick, but she still brought a cup of warm water: "Moisten your throat."

Chu Anlan took a sip from her hand and complained, "I look so weak now."

"So, remember to take good care of yourself next time and don't let yourself get hurt again." Ye Wanqing put the teacup back in its place: "No, let's not do it again."

Chu Anlan leaned back on the bed and said, "Qing'er, tell me, if I go to duel with Lu Jilian now, who will win, me or him? Tsk, I really want to stab him!"

"No one will win." Ye Wanqing broke his fantasy: "You will both lose and bleed to death. Even if the gods come, they can't save you."

Chu Anlan took a breath and said, "Why is there still more than a month before the wedding? I really can't wait to get married with you. After we get married, let's see who dares to covet you! I have to think of a way to make Lu Jilian suffer a great loss!"

Ye Wanqing's eyes moved, but she didn't say anything.

After this assassination, the conflict between Chu Anlan and Lu Jilian was completely deadlocked.

But she didn't want to be the one to solve the problem anymore.

I just hope that after this incident, Chu Anlan can learn a lesson, and after recovering from his injuries, he can practice martial arts well and have enough ability to protect himself from getting hurt again.