A short night is hard to please! A stunningly handsome prince dotes on her exclusively.

Top floor suite

Xin Moyan's eyelids were so heavy she couldn't open them. In her half-awake state, she vaguely heard someone talking.

"What exactly is going on?"

"You seem very worried about the princess!" After taking her pulse, the man put Xin Moyan's wrist under the blanket and stared at the man in front of him with a half-smile.

"I'm worried! I'm worried too, Feng Qingyang, please tell me what's wrong with Yan Yan."

Hua Buyu walked around him, then pulled Feng Qingyang to the table.

"Hua Buyu, don't get physical." Feng Qingyang flicked his sleeve, his handsome and refined face showing a hint of fatigue.

"Ahem! The princess was already somewhat weak in qi and blood, and last month she was exposed to cold in the water, causing coldness and evil qi to linger in her lower abdomen. That's why her menstrual flow is so irregular this month. Let me write a prescription and have Fei'e get a few doses to be decocted in the kitchen. She should see results after taking it twice."

Why hasn't Yan'er woken up yet?

"She has been overworked and hasn't had enough rest these past few days, so it's understandable that she's feeling tired and weak. Let the princess get some more sleep!"

He was somewhat relieved. Before Feng Qingyang could even take a sip of water, he asked again, "If menstruation is so difficult every month, what kind of medicine can relieve it?"

“Young Master, I remember when I had a stomachache before, you ignored me,” Hua Buyu said, and secretly gave him a disdainful look. “You said you weren’t interested in Yan Yan before, but now you’ve even changed your nickname.”

"..."

He had nothing to say about Hua Buyu's sarcastic remark.

"It seems I've missed a lot this month. The princess is even more endearing than I saw that day." Feng Qingyang glanced back at the bed in the distance as he wrote half of the prescription, and then continued.

"Severe abdominal pain during menstruation is caused by excessive weakness in the body. Herbal medicine can only provide temporary relief. If you want to avoid this pain every month, you should nourish your qi and blood regularly. Secondly..."

Feng Qingyang stopped halfway through his sentence, still smiling meaningfully, which annoyed the two of them.

"Feng Qingyang, can you please stop leaving things unsaid? Just say what comes next! Also, when I came to see you for treatment last year, you didn't even remind me to replenish my qi and blood."

His lips twitched slightly, and seeing that the other person was also staring intently at him, he said helplessly, "Your temperament needs to be cooled down, you don't need to replenish your qi and blood. Secondly, if the princess gets married in the future, this pain of menstrual blood may be relieved a lot."

"Why?"

Hua Buyu instantly understood, glanced sideways at the clueless young master, and suddenly grinned.

"Young master, it's not too late to ask after you've won Yan Yan's heart."

"When did I say I was pursuing her?" His expression beneath the mask was somewhat unnatural, but fortunately no one saw it.

"Yes, yes, yes! You didn't say you wanted to pursue her, I said it. I want to pursue Yan Yan, okay?"

"You dare!" His voice suddenly turned cold. He hadn't forgotten the day they opened their business, when the two of them held red flowers and red silk in front of everyone, smiling radiantly.

"..."

Hua Buyu was utterly speechless. How could this man be so difficult to please? Now she even had to be careful when speaking?

Feng Qingyang put down his brush and handed the prescription to Hua Buyu.

"Buyu, have Fei'e fetch the medicine so that the princess can take it after she wakes up."

"OK then!"

Hua Buyu took the money and looked at him suspiciously. "Young Master, shall I go downstairs and instruct Fei E?"

His tone remained devoid of emotion as he coldly asked, "Do you... expect me to go myself?"

"Then please take good care of Yan Yan!"

Seeing her leave, Feng Qingyang slowly walked to the bedside, staring thoughtfully at Xin Moyan's sleeping face.

Someone suddenly felt displeased and said in a low voice, "You can leave now."

"Tsk~"

Turning around, his gentle and refined face was full of teasing. Feng Qingyang did not linger by the bedside, but walked up to him.

"To be honest, when I first met the princess that night, she was still unconscious. The second time I saw her, she was also lying on her sickbed. I really didn't have the opportunity to joke and chat with her."

"What's there to talk about? You don't know her at all."

"How strange! You clearly had no impression of Xin Moyan that day, how come you've changed so much in just one month?"

“It’s none of your business,” he paused briefly, then stared intently at Feng Qingyang’s face. “When Yan’er had her accident, what did Xie Cangming make you do?”

Why do you ask that?

"say clearly."

"He only asked me to seal the princess's pulse; I don't know anything else, and it's not my place to get involved."

"Didn't you say that Yan'er died that day?"

“I was also puzzled,” Feng Qingyang said, his eyebrows furrowed tightly. “That night when I entered Yuheng Palace, I couldn’t feel the princess’s pulse. Then the Grand Preceptor closed the door for two hours. I don’t know what method he used on the princess, but her blood and qi in her meridians were reversed. He asked me to go in and seal her meridians, and only then did she gradually regain her breath.”

Are you sure Yan'er stopped breathing back then?

"I told you the details of that day without the Grand Preceptor's knowledge, and you..."

Before Feng Qingyang could finish speaking, he raised his hand to interrupt her, "You can leave now."

"I've treated the princess twice, you should at least let me say hello to her!" Feng Qingyang said angrily. It was rare to see this guy, who was just beginning to experience romantic feelings, so possessive!

He stopped speaking, but his gaze toward Feng Qingyang carried a hint of warning.

"Fine! I'm leaving. You two can be alone." Feng Qingyang immediately got up, opened the door, and stormed out, feeling dejected.

Now only the two of them were left in the room. He walked closer to the bedside and carefully examined her sleeping face.

Her long, narrow eyelashes gently covered her face like a fan, casting a shadow. Her cheeks were fair and delicate, but lacked color. She was not as lively and cute as usual, but was sleeping very peacefully, like a quiet porcelain doll. Her even breathing could be heard from time to time.

He sat down by the bed, gently raising his hand to tenderly caress her forehead, eyes, nose, and cheeks. Every feature was perfectly charming and alluring. His hand then moved down, his fingertips lightly tracing her soft lips...

"No~"

Perhaps sensing the changes in the outside world, Xin Moyan murmured softly in her sleep, her delicate brows furrowing slightly as she remained asleep.

His gaze was deep and unfathomable, and gradually, without even realizing it, his eyes were filled with tenderness. Xin Moyan, what kind of woman are you?

With a creak, Hua Buyu suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

He turned around, and their eyes met.

Someone's large hand was still pressed against Xin Moyan's cheek...

He quickly withdrew his hand as if he had done something wrong, then got up and walked calmly toward the tea table in the distance.

Hua Buyu realized what was happening and quickly jumped in front of him, scrutinizing him sharply.

"you……"

"I'm leaving now, don't mention me to her."

"Wait!" Hua Buyu quickly reached out to block his way, her expression serious.

"Boss, you wouldn't have stolen a kiss from Yan Yan while I was gone, would you?"

"You...what did you say?"