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Xia Tang felt embarrassed. She secretly glanced at the ground and saw Anderson's sleeping back. She barely felt less embarrassed.

"I won't be hungry when I fall asleep." Xia Tang told himself: "Go to sleep quickly."

But my stomach growled again.

Xia Tang was too hungry to sleep. She looked around in the direction of the light and saw a small biscuit on the table, so she reached out to take it. Her arms were short, and when she reached for the bedside table, she accidentally twisted her wound and immediately cried out in pain:

"what--"

"What happened?"

Anderson had been listening to the noise coming from Xia Tang's side. He got up from the ground and ran to the bed. Seeing Xia Tang's pale face, he carefully examined her wound.

"It's okay, Tangtang."

After Anderson confirmed that the wound was not serious, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he realized later that the location of her wound was... on the chest.

Just now he was too worried that he didn't think there was anything wrong, but now... he couldn't help but take a few more glances, and the more he looked, the more distracted he became.

He hurriedly helped Xia Tang put on her clothes, his face red as if blood might drip out. When he raised his head, his eyes met Xia Tang's.

"I didn't see anything, really..." Anderson explained weakly. Seeing that Xia Tang didn't say anything, he walked out of the room in dejection.

"Eh--"

Xia Tang wanted to call Anderson, but he walked very fast and didn't call her. She could only lie down again and mutter, "I'm so hungry."

Not long after, the door was pushed open again and Anderson came in from outside with some food in his hands, which he heated up directly in the house.

"I don't want to eat." Xia Tang said one thing and meant another.

“…I want to eat it.”

Anderson skillfully brought a small pot and heated it up. Xia Tang, lying on the bed, could hear the bubbling sound, then heard Anderson stirring with a spoon, and then could smell the fragrance.

"Corn and chicken soup?"

Xia Tang liked the taste very much. She licked her lips gently and couldn't help asking, "What does it taste like?"

"You'll know if you try it." Anderson scooped out a small bowl, blew it carefully to warm it, and walked to her bedside: "My cooking skills are great. The cooking teacher always praises me."

The spoon was handed to Xia Tang's mouth. She licked it with her tongue and her eyes soon lit up. Anderson was indeed a good cook. Plus, Xia Tang was really hungry at the moment, so she thought the chicken soup was particularly delicious.

"Just... it's okay."

"Then I'll improve my cooking skills next time."

Xia Tang was deliberately finding fault, but her mouth was honest and she would eat up every spoonful Anderson fed her.

Anderson fed him one spoonful after another, and then some stewed chicken legs, and also peeled corn kernels and fed him several spoonfuls. He looked at Xia Tang's round cheeks and couldn't help laughing.

"Anderson, are you laughing at me?"

Xia Tang felt embarrassed and could only say angrily: "Do you think I ate too much? It's you who wants to have a midnight snack - I'm just helping you share the burden..."

Her eyes fell on the small pot on the ground. There was almost only some soup left in it. She had eaten all of it just now, and Anderson had not eaten anything at all.

Xia Tang's face was burning. She felt that with Anderson's temper, he would jump up and accuse her of being greedy and mean in the next second. She sat on the bed at a loss, ready to accept Anderson's rebuttal, but he just quietly held her hand:

"I don't dislike you, I just think you look cute when you eat."

"But I just lost my temper." Xia Tang said in a low voice.

"Ah... didn't I tell you? You're cute when you lose your temper." Anderson reached out and wiped the soup from the corner of her mouth.

Xia Tang was stunned for a moment. With Anderson's foul mouth, he would not let her go so easily. Then who was this emotionally stable male in front of her?

"You - are you Little Prince Anderson?" Xia Tang blinked.

"I'm not some little prince."

Anderson also imitated her and blinked his eyes: "I am Huahua, Tangtang's Huahua alone."

His face kept getting closer and closer. Xia Tang subconsciously closed her eyes, but the expected kiss did not come. She slowly opened her eyes, and Anderson brought in an extremely exquisite rabbit cage from outside.

"Tangtang, who do you think this is?"

Xia Tang was very familiar with the white rabbit in front of him and immediately called out:

"Mistu! W-What's going on?"

Anderson opened the cage door and put the rabbit on the bed. "In the hospital, Mistu turned out of control and transformed into a beast after he took out the bullet from you. He must have been frightened."

"Let me hug you."

Anderson still firmly restricted the rabbit's movements. After all, rabbits would bite and kick randomly when they were happy. "Be careful, Tangtang, don't let it kick you in the wound."

"It's okay, Bunny..."

Xia Tang had never been wary of rabbits. She touched the rabbit's head with her uninjured hand, and the rabbit immediately squinted its eyes and began to enjoy it.

Anderson watched her gently stroke the rabbit for a while, and the rabbit soon collapsed into a puddle of rabbit pie in comfort. He couldn't help but feel a little envious. No matter what the circumstances, Xia Tang always had a natural preference for Mistu.

Xia Tang calmed the rabbit down. Having just had a big meal, she soon fell asleep. Anderson walked over, tucked the quilt in for her, and cleaned up the mess.

"Forehead……"

His forehead suddenly ached.

Anderson looked at the sleeping Xia Tang and said nothing. He just lay back on the ground to rest.

……

Perhaps it was because she hadn’t slept so soundly for a long time, Xia Tang slept soundly until noon. She suddenly realized that this was in the palace, not her home, so how could she be so rude?

"Uh... Anderson! Anderson!"

Xia Tang called Anderson several times, but he was probably sleeping so soundly that he couldn't be woken up for a while.

"Flower!"

This last sound barely woke Anderson up.

"Tangtang... Good morning."

"It's late. It's already noon."

Xia Tang gently lifted the quilt, and the rabbit jumped off the bed happily and went outside to solve its excretion problem by itself.

Anderson shook his head. He knew that his out-of-control value was on the verge of being very dangerous, so he was in such a daze. He walked to the bed, helped Xia Tang down from the bed, helped her wash, comb her hair, put on clothes, and prepare three meals a day.

Sure enough, as soon as he came into contact with Xia Tang and smelled her sweet scent, his mind became much clearer and his mood became much more cheerful.

But Anderson didn't dare to go too far because he was following the doctor's advice, for fear of offending Xia Tang. Xia Tang finally agreed to eat a little more, but he couldn't let it go back to freezing again.

"Anderson…I don't want to get a needle today, okay?"

Xia Tang looked out the window and saw the royal physician coming over here. He shook his body slightly and pretended to be pitiful.

"I'll ask for you." Anderson coaxed Xia Tang back to bed and went to ask the royal physician:

"I think Tangtang seems to be recovering well. Can we stop the injections?"

"Did the little saint send you to tell me this? You, even before you even get married, already know how to listen to your wife."

The royal physician saw through Anderson's lies immediately.