Chapter 1313 Another Yu Linglong
Early morning.
Feng Yexuan collapsed.
"This King... is fine, just a little... dizzy."
He didn't know whose embrace he fell into, only that her body was soft and had a scent he craved.
A faint, subtle fragrance.
For a moment, he wished he could stay in her arms forever, never to wake up.
Chu Qianli gently pushed him: "Your Highness, you should return to your room to rest."
"This King is not going back!" Even though he was too dizzy to open his eyes, he still refused outright: "Not going back!"
Chu Qianli looked at Jingri.
What was going on? Why was he so resistant to returning to his room?
Jingri hesitated, and finally told Feng Ling's attempt to throw herself into his arms.
"Isn't she the one in your heart? She was so forward, and you still rejected her."
It was somewhat laughable.
However, his current condition was indeed not optimistic.
Even Chu Qianli couldn't smile anymore.
"Jingri, quickly help him back."
"Yes!" As Jingri helped Feng Yexuan up, his expression changed, and he almost exclaimed, "Princess! Princess! His Highness he... he..."
"I know, he has a high fever. Hurry! What are you dawdling for?"
Jingri, startled, quickly bent down, scooped up Feng Yexuan, and rushed back to the room.
Feng Ling had been waiting in his room.
Tonight, if he didn't return to give her an explanation and coax her, she wouldn't be reconciled!
She had already undressed so much to get close to him, yet he still rejected her!
Had his feelings changed? Was he really going to be a heartless and unrighteous scoundrel?
But she didn't expect that after waiting for so long, so long that she fell asleep on the bed, all she would hear was news of Feng Yexuan's serious illness.
"Yexuan! Yexuan, how are you?" Seeing Jingri carrying a half-conscious Feng Yexuan in, Feng Ling was startled and hurried over, wanting to help him.
Chu Qianli, however, said coldly, "He's very likely infected!"
"What?" Feng Ling jumped in fright, her outstretched hand immediately retracting. "You... what did you say? Infected... sick?"
Was it true?
Wangyue and Jingri saw her reaction, and their hearts chilled instantly.
As expected, another Yu Linglong!
Why were there so many women in this world who put on such a pretense?
Looking at Chu Qianli again, after telling Jingri to put His Highness on the bed, she immediately sat by the bedside and personally treated His Highness.
This scene reminded them of the epidemic in Tuoxi Village that day.
Back then, when His Highness contracted the epidemic, it was also Miss Chu who had taken such great pains and personally treated His Highness.
At that time, even Yu Linglong had avoided His Highness like the plague.
If it weren't for Miss Chu, their His Highness would have been long gone.
It turned out that from beginning to end, the only one who had never left their His Highness was Miss Chu.
"Yexuan, Yexuan, how are you? Don't scare me!"
Feng Ling stood in a corner, looking at the man lying on the bed.
Jingri and Wangyue stood guard nearby, only she, alone, hid far away.
Actually, it wasn't entirely her fault. She wasn't afraid of death, at least, she felt she wasn't afraid of death.
It was just that she was afraid of what that bitch Chu Qianli had said, about people who contracted the disease having their skin rot inch by inch.
She had indeed seen those sick people, their faces becoming unrecognizable one by one.
She was terrified of becoming like that herself.
"Yexuan..."
"Get her out," Chu Qianli really didn't want to hear these annoying words.
Jingri immediately turned and walked in front of Feng Ling.
Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Feng Ling raised her hand, and a slap landed on his face.