After the arranged marriage, I pampered the sickly regent.

Whom do you care about?

Ye Qingwu looked at him, her face full of confusion.

"he……"

Following Zhan Sijing's gaze, Ye Qingwu suddenly realized, "I knew this guy was acting strange, turns out he was..."

She leaned forward, her bright eyes full of laughter.

"Since Your Highness has spoken, why not make things clear?"

Whom do I care about?

A blush crept onto Zhan Sijing's face as she asked him, his eyes darting away slightly. After a moment of silence, he quickly replied, "Jiang Wenjin."

If it weren't for the subsequent marriage exchange, the person who would have married Jiang Wenjin would not have been Ye Qingzhu.

"Speaking of this scholar Jiang, he is indeed handsome and has a good talent for studying, but..."

Seeing that Ye Qingwu didn't speak again, Zhan Sijing looked at her, feeling somewhat anxious.

"So you still care about him, right?"

"Why should I care about him? No matter how good Jiang Wenjin is, what does it have to do with me?" Ye Qingwu naturally took Zhan Sijing's hand.

"Besides, he is far inferior to the prince."

Jiang Wenjin appears to be a gentleman, but in reality he is only after profit and is quite hypocritical.

The original owner of the book was completely devoted to Jiang Wenjin, helping him become the Grand Secretary, but he didn't receive any genuine affection in return.

Such a person is a perfect match for Ye Qingzhu.

Zhan Sijing's gaze fell on Ye Qingwu's hand, which was holding his. When he heard her say that she didn't care, he suddenly felt relieved and secretly pleased.

Looking up, he saw Ye Qingwu staring at him, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Is there something on my face?"

Ye Qingwu chuckled. This prince always seemed aloof to outsiders, but he was different with her. Especially his question just now, which made him seem "cute".

She blinked and said to Zhan Sijing, "Your Highness, I was thinking about what you asked me just now. Are you perhaps jealous?"

Zhan Sijing was taken aback, his expression becoming even more unnatural, and the blush on his face betrayed his thoughts.

Ye Qingwu covered her mouth and chuckled, then said to Zhan Sijing, "Your Highness, nothing is more important to me than your illness."

"Are you only concerned about my illness?"

Zhan Sijing seemed somewhat dissatisfied with Ye Qingwu's words. Seeing that this guy was still acting arrogantly, Ye Qingwu nodded.

"Or does that include you too?"

Zhan Sijing didn't speak, but the corners of his lips unconsciously turned up.

Jiang Wenjin breathed a sigh of relief after Ye Qingwu and Zhan Sijing completely disappeared. He had almost let Ye Qingzhu get into big trouble.

"My lady, what was wrong with you just now? Those are the Regent and his wife. To speak disrespectfully is a serious offense, you..."

Before Jiang Wenjin could finish speaking, Ye Qingzhu clenched her fist with one hand and slapped Jiang Wenjin across the face with the other.

Jiang Wenjin's eyes widened in disbelief at Ye Qingzhu's behavior, and in his anger, he forced Ye Qingzhu to raise his hand.

Seeing what Jiang Wenjin was about to do, Ye Qingzhu moved closer and said arrogantly, "What, are you going to hit me?"

"Jiang Wenjin, don't blame me for not warning you, if you dare to touch me, my father will not let you off!"

"By then, you'll be finished!"

Jiang Wenjin's hand paused in mid-air, but he helplessly lowered it again after hearing Ye Qingzhu's words.

Although he was angry, he knew that Ye Qingzhu was right.

He was just a scholar now, and a single word from his father-in-law could cut off his future.

Even if you are very dissatisfied with Ye Qingzhu's behavior, you have to endure it.

At least until they achieve success and fame.

Ye Qingzhu was even more pleased with herself. After spending this time together, she had figured out how to control Jiang Wenjin.

Even if he becomes the future prime minister, he still has to obey orders.

"Hurry up and pick up what's on the ground. I still have things to buy." Ye Qingzhu ordered Jiang Wenjin, pointing to the things scattered all over the ground.

"And now that you're my husband, you'd better not let me find out you have other ideas."

Thinking of the scene of Jiang Wenjin and Ye Qingwu standing together, Ye Qingzhu was furious. If she hadn't been forcibly dragged away at the time, she would never have let it go.

Even if Ye Qingwu is going to be buried with him, she still won't behave herself!

No, I have to think of a way myself.

Upon returning to the Prince's residence, Ye Qingwu immediately had the medicinal herbs delivered to the kitchen.

"Your Highness, this medicinal diet can be taken once a day; there's no need to do it so frequently."

Looking at the medicinal herbs Ye Qingwu had bought, Zhan Sijing was somewhat alarmed.

These three meals a day, the medicinal diet is practically like water.

"Your Highness, your body is currently weak and you should take good care of yourself."

"It's chilly outside, you go in first, I'll go to the kitchen and keep an eye on things, I'll be right back."

After Ye Qingwu finished speaking to Zhan Sijing, she then addressed the cold wind over there.

"Keep an eye on your master."

After the cold wind subsided, she looked in Zhan Sijing's direction and tentatively said, "Your Highness, why don't you listen to the Princess and go in first?"

Zhan Sijing merely glanced at him coldly before turning and leaving.

Leng Feng sighed. Sure enough, his master only showed different face in front of the princess.

The princess is keeping a closer eye on the prince. Although her master is sickly, he is not so weak that he would collapse at the slightest breeze.

"Leng Feng, go to the south of the city. There's a newly opened rouge shop there. Go and buy everything they have."

"Huh?" Leng Feng was shocked by Zhan Sijing's words. "Your Highness, are you sure you want everything?"

When Zhan Sijing looked at him again, Leng Feng trembled and quickly replied, "Your subordinate will go right away."

"Before the princess returns."

When Zhan Sijing's words came again, Leng Feng was even more shocked, wondering to himself if this was still his master.

"My subordinate understands."

In the kitchen, after preparing the medicinal dishes, Ye Qingwu added some spiritual spring water.

Zhan Sijing's frail body really needs some nourishment.

Not only should we use medicinal supplements, but we should also pay attention to dietary therapy.

Only by replenishing the deficiencies caused by the Cold Shadow Poison can the next step of treatment be carried out; otherwise, no matter how skilled she is in medicine, Zhan Sijing's body will not be able to withstand it.

Leng Feng quickly returned carrying a large bag of things.

"Your Highness, I have obtained what you requested."

Zhan Sijing gave a soft "hmm," and upon hearing footsteps outside, said calmly, "You may leave."

"Yes."

As Leng Feng stepped out of the house, he saw Ye Qingwu carrying a medicinal meal. He suddenly realized what was in that bag.

He was also puzzled as to why his master was interested in those cosmetics and jewelry; it turned out they were all prepared for the princess.

It seems that with this princess around, the master's temperament has changed a lot.

At least I won't be as depressed as before. Just thinking about that time makes me shudder.

"Your Highness, do you need any assistance?"

Leng Feng stepped forward, but Ye Qingwu shook her head, "No need, you go ahead and do your thing."

Is Your Highness inside?