Feng Yexuan was truly furious.
His mind and heart were filled with Chu Qianli's sarcasm and, worse, her disdain!
She was indeed disdainful of him, otherwise, how could she have uttered such heartless words?
That hateful woman was truly going too far!
Feng Ling, however, felt a pang of displeasure.
The angrier he became, the more it proved that he truly cared about Chu Qianli.
Prince Xuan was such a proud man; if he didn't care, he wouldn't have stirred even a fraction of emotion for that person.
Cared... how could she allow this?
"Yexuan, I haven't been by your side these past few days. Have you been sleeping well at night?"
Feng Ling walked up to him, her voice indescribably gentle. "Does your head still hurt at night?"
She wanted to get closer to him, but Prince Xuan had always been a cold-hearted man. Even if he had recognized her, he disliked too much physical contact between them.
Therefore, she forcibly halted her steps.
When would she be able to do as she pleased, to hug him, kiss him, even demand him?
This man was simply too difficult to handle! He wouldn't even get close to his own woman!
Feng Yexuan's gaze deepened slightly.
How had he slept these past few days... In those days, he had been busy day and night, with no time to consider whether he was sleeping well or not.
Recalling it now, he had spent those days in the pharmacy.
With that hateful woman.
However, although they entered and exited together, and even slept in the same room, the pharmacy often had people coming and going. No one would have found any hint of ambiguity in their actions.
There was a long bench in the pharmacy. Both he and Chu Qianli would lie down on it when they were tired.
The time they could lie down each day did not exceed one hour.
Yet, even so, that one hour... thinking about it now, he seemed to have slept exceptionally well.
Every time he opened his eyes, he could see the hateful woman busy in the distance. His heart would then feel at ease, his headache would disappear, and he would quickly fall into a deep sleep.
This kind of life...
Feng Yexuan was still very angry, but he inexplicably missed those few days.
It was a complex feeling, one that those who hadn't experienced it could never understand.
Most frustratingly, hadn't he just said that he would never actively seek out that hateful woman again?
But he truly liked the feeling of waking up and seeing her.
Even if they continued to be busy, even if they worked until dusk and dawn...
"Yexuan?" Suddenly, a hand passed before his eyes.
Feng Yexuan snapped back to attention, looking at Feng Ling who had walked up to him. Subconsciously, a hint of resistance immediately appeared in his eyes. "What is it?"
"It's nothing, it's just... I called you several times, but you didn't respond. I was wondering what you were thinking about."
"This King is thinking of nothing." Definitely not thinking about that hateful woman!
"It's good that you're not thinking..."
Feng Ling felt a myriad of emotions churning within her, but she dared not reveal them.
"I had someone simmer this bowl of ginseng soup for me this morning, and finally, I have the chance to bring it to you personally."
Feng Ling's voice was even softer than before, so gentle it could drip water.
"Yexuan, I know you've been busy these past few days and haven't rested well at night. Although you are indeed very strong, even the strongest body cannot withstand continuous days of labor."
She carefully brought the ginseng soup to him, holding it near his lips.
"Yexuan, drink some ginseng soup to nourish your body, and then continue with your work, alright?"