CH 94.1

Translator – Xiao He Lian

Chapter 94.1

As soon as this was said, Shi Ye stopped moving.

Wen Chi had exhausted all his courage just now to say those words, but he wouldn’t dare to repeat it even if you kill him. So he eagerly looked at Shi Ye, although his face was not obvious, the slightest vigilance in his eyes could not deceive anyone.

The two stared at each other like this.

After a while, Shi Ye was the first to compromise.

Shi Ye threw the clothes in his hand on Wen Chi, then turned around and got off the bed without saying a word. He quickly walked through the doorway and disappeared from Wen Chi’s sight.

After confirming that Shi Ye had left, Wen Chi didn’t delay any longer and quickly got up from the bed, took off his wet clothes in one go and put on the clean clothes that Shi Ye threw to him.

He changed clothes very quickly. After changing, he noticed that the familiar dizziness was coming back. He rubbed his temples uncomfortably. His legs were a little unsteady, so he could only sit on the edge of the bed and rest.

It’s a pity that most of the bed surface was soaked by the medicinal broth and it was very uncomfortable to sit on it.

Fortunately, before he could sit for a long time, Ruo Fang walked over lightly: “Young master.”

Wen Chi looked up.

Ruo Fang said nervously: “This servant will change the bedding for you.”

Wen Chi didn’t refuse and got up cooperatively and leaned against the bed frame next to him, but soon, he remembered something and asked Ruofang in a hoarse voice: “When did Shi Ye come?”

Ruo Fang was laying the bed sheets, her hands trembling when she heard what he said. She hurriedly turned her head to look outside the doorway, then turned her head and said to Wen Chi with a pale face, “Young Master, His Royal Highness is outside, how can you call His Highness by his name? This is a big taboo!”

Wen Chi: “…”

He just said it in passing.

And regardless of whether it’s taboo or not, he had called out his name so many times in front of and behind Shi Ye’s back. He really had to thank Shiye for not killing him ……

But this is not the point, Wen Chi graciously changed the phrase: “When did His Royal Highness come?”

“Not long ago,” Ruo Fang continued to spread the quilt but she was clearly in quite a shock, and spoke with a lack of breath, as if she could pass out at any moment, “His Highness the Crown Prince came while Young Master was still in his medicinal bath.”

Which means he wasn’t hallucinating.

When he was still soaking in the barrel, Shi Ye did crouch in front of the barrel and stare at him for a long time.

Wen Chi rubbed his nose. He really couldn’t figure out what Shi Ye was thinking. The person who left without saying goodbye before was Shi Ye, and now the person who suddenly appeared is also Shi Ye. He would have thought that the journey between the capital and Jinzhou was only one stick of incense(30min).

Wen Chi didn’t know if it was too much trouble for Shi Ye to go back and forth like that.

Wen Chi knew he couldn’t understand it, so he stopped thinking about it. His head hurt too much, as if an electric drill was working in his head, the dull pain was hitting his nerves again and again.

After finally waiting for Ruo Fang to clean up, Wen Chi plopped down on the bed, closed his eyes as if he never wanted to get up again.

After a moment of silence, Ruo Fang persuaded: “Young Master, dinner is already being prepared in the kitchen and the servant is also boiling the medicine. Later this  servant will bring the evening meal and medicine, so you should at least eat a little.”

Wen Chi concentrated on fighting against the discomfort and pain caused by the illness that only the words “kitchen” and “evening meal” reached his ears after Ruo Fang had said so much.

He gave a muffled hum and stopped answering—he didn’t even have the strength to make a sound.

Ruo Fang left quietly.

Not long after, Ruo Fang came back quietly.

The sound of Ruo Fang gently placing the tray on the table was heard in the room, and after a while, Ruo Fang’s voice rang in Wen Chi’s ears: “Young Master, the dinner and medicine are ready, you drink the medicine before eating, okay?”

Wen Chi didn’t want to move, he was already tired and sleepy and he had exhausted all his strength when resisting Shi Ye just now. At this moment his brain and body were both on strike, and he couldn’t even get up from the bed.

Unfortunately, Ruo Fang was still shouting in his ear, “Young Master?”

Wen Chi continued to pretend to be a corpse.

Ruo Fang was quiet for a while and came up with an idea: “Young Master, how about this, this servant will bring the medicine over, and you can drink it on the bed, okay?”

Hearing this, Wen Chi finally made a movement but his movement was limited to a series of muffled hums of protest: “You put it there, I can drink it myself.”

“How can this be done?” Ruo Fang said, “Drink the medicine while it’s hot and eat the food while it’s warm, otherwise it won’t be good if it’s cold.”

Wen Chi thought in a daze, anyway, the medicine is the same bitter and astringent whether it is cold or not, it makes no difference to him, the important thing is that he really doesn’t want to move now.

So Wen Chi insisted on pretending to be a corpse to the end and no matter how many times Ruo Fang called him, he just refused to get up. Even when Ruo Fang’s mouth was dry from shouting, Wen Chi was still as steady as a rock, not even moving his fingers on his side.

Ruo Fang had no choice but to leave in a daze.

The room returned to silence again.

Just when Wen Chi thought he could finally get a good night’s sleep, there was a sound of footsteps coming in—someone came in again.

Not only did the person not slow down his pace, but he deliberately stepped heavily with each step, as if he was deliberately trying to get Wen Chi’s attention.

The sound of footsteps paused in front of the table for a moment,and then came to Wen Chi’s bed.

After a while, Shi Ye’s deep voice rang out: “I still give you two choices, you drink the medicine yourself, and I will feed you the medicine.”

Wen Chi: “…”