The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

Feng Muting pushed the door and found that the door was locked backwards, so he felt relieved, at least Su Fuliu did not run away again.

He frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I'm sorry, I was the king just now, and I was so abrupt."

Feng Muting didn't know why he said sorry, or said sorry to a servant.

Moreover, he never cares about what other people think of him when he does things, good or bad, let others comment at will, but why he can't help it, when he thinks of Su Fuliu's wronged appearance, his heart softens, and he wants to coax Su Fuliu .

There was still no voice of Su Fuliu inside, Feng Muting thought, it would be better to let Su Fuliu be quiet for a while, he should not stay here, otherwise Su Fuliu would be even more embarrassing.

However, just as Feng Muting turned around, he heard a bang sound from inside the room...

Feng Muting was startled, then turned around and kicked Su Fuliu's room door roughly again, after opening the door, he saw Su Fuliu lying on the ground.

He stepped over and squatted down to support Su Fuliu, "Why is your body so hot?"

Su Fuliu might have caught the wind and cold after running all the way back in this wet clothes and standing for so long.

He hugged Su Fuliu, and couldn't help cursing: "How dare you run around with such a frail body!"

Afterwards, he carried him to the bed, and ordered someone to call the doctor.

After the government doctor came, he prescribed medicine for Su Fuliu to dispel cold and reduce fever.

And Feng Muting stayed by Su Fuliu's side, twisting a wet handkerchief to cover his forehead, so that his fever would go down faster.

The housekeeper Su Yan looked at Feng Muting in astonishment, did the sun come out from the west?His prince actually took care of a servant himself?

Su Yan looked at Su Fuliu who was lying on the bed with an uncomfortable expression on his face. This kid has accumulated a lot of blessings for several lifetimes, and he can be served by his prince.

Feng Muting glanced at Su Yan who was looking around, "You step back, the king will rest here tonight."

Su Yan was taken aback, wondering if he heard it wrong, "My lord, are you going to sleep here tonight?"

"Any opinion?!" Feng Muting took off the veil on Su Fuliu's forehead, then stood up and glanced at Su Yan.

Su Yan shook his head hastily, "No, how dare this subordinate have any objections, then, this subordinate will leave."

"En." Feng Muting floated the handkerchief in a basin, then twisted it until it was half dry, and put it on Su Fuliu's forehead.

Afterwards, he sat on the bed and looked at Su Fuliu, who was blushing, "Who is serving whom?"

Sighing, he turned the veil over again.

In this way, Feng Muting changed Su Fuliu's handkerchief all night, and in the morning of the next day, Su Fuliu's fever subsided.

When he woke up, the housekeeper Su Yan was standing by, while Feng Muting had rushed to the morning court.

"Housekeeper?" Su Fuliu called out, then struggled to get up and sit down.

Su Yan hurried over to help him, and put the pillow upright on the head of the bed for him to lean on, "You finally woke up, you've been burning all night."

"Really? I'm really sorry to make you tired, housekeeper, and take care of me here for the whole night." Su Fuliu felt very sorry.

Su Yan didn't dare to take the credit of Feng Muting, so he quickly waved his hands and said: "It's not me, it's not me, it's the prince, it's the prince who took care of you all night, and the prince didn't sleep all night, so I will change your handkerchief to cover your forehead , No, I still have to enter the palace for morning court, so let me stay here and wait for you to wake up."

"What?" Su Fuliu couldn't believe it, it was actually Feng Muting who took care of him all night without sleeping.

"You are really the first person in history. How has the prince ever taken care of someone like this." After speaking, Su Yan left, saying that he was going to get him some medicine for wind and cold.

Su Fuliu sat there stupidly by himself, all he could think about was how Feng Muting took care of him last night, but he really couldn't imagine how it would be for someone as irritable as Feng Muting to take care of others.

At this moment, I heard the voice of a servant outside saying: "My lord."