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Chapter 75: My Prince (4)

"Silly Bai, drink more hot water." Song Zhishu laughed defiantly.

In the following days, Song Zhishu focused on recuperating, and Eder never came to see her again. He must have gone to comfort Avril.

She sighed, glanced at the pajamas she hadn't changed in days, and tried her best to speak, but all she could manage was a faint sound: "Avril!"

No one responded.

Song Zhishu called out a few more times, finally confirming that this female lead was truly unreliable. She struggled to get up, complaining that she, a princess of a great nation, had been reduced to having to change her own clothes, as she carefully got out of bed.

But she forgot that she hadn't gotten out of bed for a whole month.

It's truly despairing.

Song Zhishu knelt on the ground, utterly dejected. The soft wool blanket on the ground made her knees feel no pain when they hit the ground, and she didn't make a sound. As a result, no one came to care for this delicate little princess when she fell.

She had absolutely no strength left in her body and couldn't speak. If she were to shout now, she would surely ruin her voice. She couldn't let her voice, kissed by an angel, be ruined!

But we can't just wait to die...

Song Zhishu's legs were numb; even the slightest movement caused excruciating itching and discomfort, making her feel like she was dying.

Actually, Edel really just wanted to come and apologize...

He looked at Song Zhishu kneeling on the ground with some astonishment.

The woman's beautiful face was staring blankly at the ceiling, blinking occasionally. Her arms hung limply on the luxurious carpet. Perhaps her legs were too numb; she dared not move. Following her delicate collarbone downwards…

Edel shook his head violently, realizing how absurd his actions had been. He immediately lowered his head and said, "Princess! I didn't mean it. I'll take my leave now!"

Song Zhishu was excited. "Holy crap, it's a living person!" She accidentally moved her foot, and that piercing, death-inducing feeling made her shudder. "Edel! You come back here!"

Edel thought he would be criticized, so he turned back as if he were being humiliated, but who knew...

"Move me onto the bed."

He opened his eyes wide, seemingly in disbelief.

“Princess!” He refused sternly as soon as he finished speaking: “That is unreasonable! Your health is delicate, and I am of humble origin, so I dare not offend you.” When he mentioned his humble origin, his heart, which had been trained to be devoid of any human sentiment, still couldn’t help but ache.

“Who told you you came from a humble background?” Song Zhishu frowned. She hated people who belittled themselves like that, as it made her feel like she loved someone unworthy. “You are a prince too.”

Under Edel's dazed gaze, she parted her delicate lips slightly, still displaying that annoyingly spoiled manner, yet it felt like a spring breeze to him: "You're just like me, so hurry up and come carry me up!"

He never refused again.

He walked forward step by step, gently picked her up, and his movements were so tender that she seemed like a precious treasure in the world, just like a perfect lover.

Unfortunately, no, not at all. He might be the person who hates her the most in the world.

[Ding! Target's affection level -10, current affection level -30] ? ? ?

Song Zhishu, who thought she had given a great dose of inspirational advice, said: "I'm having a hard time."