The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

It was already dark, Yun Mujiu closed her eyes tightly, and lay motionless on the bed. The quilt on her chest was slightly rising and falling, which was one of the signs that she was still alive.

Ye Xiaohan sat in a wheelchair, staring at Yun Mujiu with his eyes fixed. Yun Mujiu's hair was loose, short in front and long in the back, and the short hair on both sides of her cheeks gave her a unique sense of coolness.

Seeing Yun Mujiu's peaceful sleeping face, Ye Xiaohan's uneasiness gradually faded away.

Just now, Fu Qian, Chunlan and Qiutang changed Yun Mujiu's clothes together. Doctor Fu went into the room to check some of Yun Mujiu's external injuries, and then left.

Ye Xiaohan stood outside the house, silently watching everyone coming in and out, and his heart fluctuated with them, always worried about Yun Mujiu's safety.

Fu Qian, who was in the room, brought two maids to rebandage Yun Mujiu's wound.

After finishing the work, Ye Xiaohan went into the house to visit Yun Mujiu. It was not that he did not want to stay with Yun Mujiu, but he and she were husband and wife in name only, but not in reality, so he had to respect Yun Mujiu's privacy.

Otherwise, if Yun Mujiu wakes up and finds out that he has seen his body, who knows how he will get mad and angry at him?

He didn't want Yun Mujiu to be unhappy...

Ye Xiaohan withdrew his thoughts and looked at Yun Mujiu again with a deep gaze.

Seeing that Yun Mujiu had a strand of short hair blocking her nose, Ye Xiaohan couldn't help but reach out and tuck the hair behind Yun Mujiu's ear, then he pulled the quilt tightly, fearing that Yun Mujiu would catch a cold.

"Knock knock..." A crisp knock on the door was heard.

Ye Xiaohan withdrew his hands and put on a cold expression, "Come in."

Doctor Fu and Fu Qian walked in, each holding a tray with a bowl of medicine on it.

Doctor Fu said, "Your Majesty, the princess's injuries have been treated. She will be fine after she drinks some medicine and has a good rest."

He looked thoughtful, and then said, "The princess's serious wounds healed very quickly, which is somewhat different from ordinary people. Maybe the medicine you provided was very good, or the secret medicine that the princess used herself was very effective."

"Yeah." Ye Xiaohan didn't ask any more questions. He was only thinking about Yun Mujiu's injuries and took the bowl and spoon from Doctor Fu's hand.

"Hey," Doctor Fu said dumbfoundedly, "Your Majesty, there is no need to bother you. Fu Qian can help feed the princess."

Although he seldom saw the prince, he knew that the prince had never served anyone! Even if it was Wei Song or Wei Song was injured, the prince would not show such concern!

Fu Qian was holding a tray, nudged Doctor Fu with his elbow, and gave him a look: Grandpa, you are so "real"!

Doctor Fu realized that the prince wanted to have a good interaction with the princess and almost forgot how to get along with each other as lovers.

He immediately changed his words and said with a smile: "Oh! Fu Qian doesn't know the princess well enough, of course it's best for the prince to feed her personally!"

Fu Qian stuffed two more pillows under Yun Mujiu's pillow, then helped Yun Mujiu up and let her lie sideways.

Ye Xiaohan scooped a spoonful of soup, and when the steam from the soup dissipated, he estimated that the temperature was about right, and then gently fed it to Yun Mujiu's mouth.

However, the soup did not enter Yun Mujiu's mouth, but slowly flowed out along Yun Mujiu's lips.

Ye Xiaohan quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped off the leaked medicine for Yun Mujiu, and did not forget to say, "Bring a clean towel over." He was afraid that if he didn't feed Yun Mujiu properly, he would dirty her.

Fu Qian brought over a snow-white handkerchief. She wanted to help wrap the handkerchief around him. After seeing Ye Xiaohan wiping Yun Mujiu's mouth, she stopped what she was doing and said, "Your Majesty, the handkerchief is here."

Sure enough, Fu Qian was not wrong. Ye Xiaohan took the initiative to wrap a handkerchief around Yun Mujiu's neck.

Ye Xiaohan scooped the soup again, but the medicine still couldn't be fed. He couldn't help but frowned slightly, with a hint of worry. Could it be that he didn't know how to feed people?

Doctor Fu felt that his chance had come and he wanted to make amends for what he had just said.

I thought about suggesting that Ye Xiaohan use the oral method, which is a good idea. Ye Xiaohan and Yun Mujiu are husband and wife, so it is reasonable for them to have physical intimacy.

"Wang..." Before Doctor Fu could even open his mouth, he widened his eyes and looked at Ye Xiaohan's actions in disbelief.

Ye Xiaohan held the bowl in one hand and quickly pressed a few acupuncture points on Yun Mujiu's neck with the other hand. This time, when he fed the medicine, Yun Mujiu, who was in a coma, could swallow it normally.

Doctor Fu was stunned and said something disrespectful: He thought the prince was a bit straight by doing this...

The acupoint pressing and swallowing feels like treating an ordinary injured warrior.

Soon, Ye Xiaohan successfully fed Yun Mujiu two bowls of medicine, and his brows slowly smoothed out.

Well…it was his first time feeding someone, and he did a pretty good job!

"Take good care of the princess," Ye Xiaohan wiped the corner of Yun Mujiu's mouth for the last time, "Princess, if anything happens, please inform me immediately."

Ye Xiaohan silently glanced at the layout of the room. This was his first time in Yun Mujiu's dormitory. After leaving the room, he saw Wei Bai standing at the entrance of Qi Chiyuan from a distance.

The personal guard pushed the wheelchair. Ye Xiaohan looked at the empty yard and recalled the image of Yun Mujiu getting up early to run.

As soon as the wheels stopped, he came to the gate of the yard.

Wei Bai was worried: "Prince, how is the princess?" Wei Song stood in the distance and did not dare to come forward to meet Ye Xiaohan.

"The princess has just taken the medicine and has not yet woken up." Ye Xiaohan changed the subject: "How is the investigation of Wei Song's purchase of medicinal materials in the medicine pavilion going?"

Wei Bo said solemnly: "We have done a good job of keeping secrets. The people in the medicine pavilion don't know our identities. We kept some of the medicinal materials purchased by the medicine pavilion in advance. After inspection, we found that the medicinal materials are normal."

Ye Xiaohan fell into deep thought, his eyes full of mystery. After a while, "The Medicine Pavilion is unaware of this, and will not and dare not do it. But if someone else uses the Medicine Pavilion to do something shady..."

Wei Bai thought about it and asked in surprise: "Could it be that person in the palace..."

Ye Xiaohan nodded, thought for a moment, and then said, "Check everything that is used to package the herbs, including the cloth, boxes, and medicine boxes."

Wei Bo's eyes lit up and he replied in agreement: "I understand!"

It was late at night and the frost was heavy. Countless families in the capital had already turned off their lights and fallen asleep.

In an inn building, there was a room on the top floor with candlelight on.

There was a young man lying on the bed in the room, groaning in pain from time to time.

"Ouch! It hurts so much! Damn it!" The person on the bed kept cursing out some ugly words because of the pain in his body.

This man has slightly curly hair and high brow bones. He is the second prince of Southern Thailand - Wanyan Gu.

"Second Prince, how do you feel?" The attendant Tudan heard the prince's voice, stood up from his chair, and dragged his legs towards the bed. He was not much better, with wounds all over his body, and only one leg could barely walk.

"Tudan, don't come over here! I can't bear to look at the way I look now!"

"Your Highness, how about I apply some more ointment to you?"

Wanyan Gu howled, "No! No medicine will work, the poison we've been poisoned with is too strong!"