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Shen Ling Jue wanted to get up and look for the blanket which was kicked away by Feng Ning Yan, but he suddenly felt her body was boiling hot. He immediately used his hand to test her forehead and felt that her body temperature was abnormal.

It was already late autumn, and she had bathed for too long last night. She must have caught a chill.

He quickly helped her lie down, pulled a blanket over the bed and covered her. He got up and shouted: "Someone! "Doctor!"

The maid who was standing guard outside the door was shocked and hurriedly went to call the doctor.

As soon as Lan Zhu walked in, Shen Lingjue stood up and said, "Change the clothes for Princess, the cotton and hemp texture will be fine. Send someone to the ice cellar to get ice, and prepare a towel and a basin of water …"

He had instructed so much in one breath. Even though everything was already prepared, he still felt that something was missing.

"Go, hurry the doctor!"

After being urged on several times, the doctor went upstairs breathless. Looking at his pulse, Feng Ning Yan was just a common cold that had entered into her body, it wasn't serious. The doctor hurriedly wrote a prescription and gave it to Lan Zhu.

When Lan Zhu saw that many of the medicinal herbs were extremely bitter, she hastily pulled the doctor aside. "Doctor Min, can you change these medicinal herbs? The wangfei is afraid of suffering."

When Shen Ling Jue heard this, he immediately brought the prescription over. Glancing at the prescription, he picked up the brush and changed them into other medicinal herbs.

When the doctor saw this, he did not expect the prince to be so knowledgeable in medicine. He secretly wiped away his sweat. "The prince has changed it very well, very well …"

Shen Ling Jue's brows were tightly locked from the moment he found out that Feng Ning Yan was sick.

Other than Lan Zhu, the other maidservants were all trembling in fear. They served the Prince cautiously, afraid that there would be any mishaps that would anger him.

Shen Ling Jue held the medicine in hand and helped Feng Ning Yan up against his shoulder. He scooped up the medicine with a spoon and personally tasted it, feeling that the taste of the honey had overshadowed the bitterness. Only then did he call out softly, "Yan'er, drink the sweet water."

Feng Ning Yan mumbled something, but couldn't open her mouth.

Seeing that she was no longer conscious, Shen Ling Jue's finger trembled slightly, and the medicine was poured back into the bowl.

He just took a big gulp of the medicine. The sweet and bitter taste made him frown.

Ever since he was young, he had never been fond of medicine. Since he could remember, he had never known what medicine tasted like. Now that he tasted it, he knew why Feng Ningyan was afraid of bitter medicine.

He leaned over and pressed his lips against hers, slowly transferring the Chinese medicine into her mouth.

She suddenly felt bitter and struggled. He had to kiss her heavily on the lips and open her tightly clenched teeth …

The process of feeding the medicine wasn't easy, but he didn't spill a single drop as he fed it to her.

Lan Zhu stood at the side and watched Shen Ling Jue's reaction, thinking to herself, her family's young miss has had a hard time, lost her mother at the age of three, and fought on the battlefield dressed as a man. The heavens finally opened their eyes, giving her such a good match …

If Miss could see with her own eyes how nervous and pampered the Prince was, she would definitely be so happy that she would melt.

However, every time when Shen Ling Jue took care of Feng Ning Yan, she was always unconscious, and could not even remember a little bit of it when she woke up.

That night, Shen Ling Jue wasn't the only one who couldn't take off his clothes, he didn't even close his eyes for an instant.

A few sweat towels were dipped in a copper basin with ice cubes in it. After a while, he would change them and apply them on Feng Ning Yan's forehead, or help her wipe her hands and feet so that her body temperature would drop as quickly as possible.

After repeating this process for over two hours, Feng Ning Yan finally stopped heating up.

Shen Ling Jue leaned over and pressed his forehead against hers. When he discovered that her forehead was even colder than his own, he finally let out a breath of relief.

At this time, his hand was red and swollen from the freezing water, and it was even a bit itchy. Lan Zhu hastily brought some balsam for him to moisten his hand.

At this time, less than two hours had passed since Feng Ning Yan woke up and entered the palace. Shen Ling Jue lovingly caressed her face as he instructed Lan Zhu.

"Let the wangfei sleep well. Don't wake her up until five in the morning."

Lan Zhu whispered, "But the empress dowager has to roll call today."

"It's just a talent selection ceremony, it's fine if Princess Hua-Yang goes later." Shen Ling said in a displeased tone.

If it wasn't for Feng Ningyan personally agreeing to this matter, he would have long ago sent people to the palace to return to this assignment.

At this time, Jing Qi walked in and looked at Shen Lingjue as if she had something to say.

Shen Ling definitely did not look at Feng Ningyan confidently as he brought Jingqi downstairs to his study.

"What's the situation?"

Jing Qi lowered his head, "Prince Cheng just left the city with two of his underlings. Our men were thrown off at the cemetery. It was only until just now that he returned to the city."

Shen Ling Jue's eyes turned cold: "Why did you lose him!"

Jing Qi secretly wiped away his sweat. He knew that he had messed up his job, so he couldn't hide it from his subordinate.

"Prince Cheng and his two subordinates were both wearing the same black cloak, and the horses were all dark as well. It was already difficult to discern their whereabouts in the dark, so they could only rely on the sound of the horses' hooves to determine their direction. And the mists around the place are very thick, and there are no roads. They confuse our vision, and then they suddenly disappeared. "

Shen Lingjue clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white, and coldly replied, "You are not allowed to have it again!"

"Yes sir!" Jing Qi was trembling with fear as he lowered his head even more.

Shen Lingjue knew that Shen Youhuang must have something important to attend to tonight as she impatiently rushed out of the city.

However, the people Jing Qi had sent out had failed to track down Shen Youhuang. It looked like they were destined to miss something.

He vaguely felt restless. When he recalled that Feng Ningyan was about to enter the palace to preside over the talent show ceremony, he couldn't help but worry that Shen Youhuang's actions had something to do with her.

Returning upstairs, he opened the curtains of the bed and sat by Feng Ning Yan's side. He leaned against the headboard and held her slightly cold hand. Only then did his heart slowly calm down.

He just sat there, half asleep and half awake, until the sky began to brighten.

Lan Zhu and the maidservants called Feng Ning Yan to get up. Shen Ling Jue's hand was still holding her hand, his ten fingers were tightly clenched, and he had not let go …

The first thing Feng Ningyan saw when she woke up was him sitting beside her. She pushed him in surprise without even a pillow behind her back.

"Your Highness, are you awake?"

Shen Ling Jue hid the exhaustion in his eyes and smiled happily.

"Which eye of yours saw that This King did not sleep?"

Seeing that Feng Ning Yan had woken up, Lan Zhu hurried over. "The wangfei contracted a cold last night, so the fever won't subside. The wangfei stayed overnight with the wangfei to feed her medicine and change the ice towel. She really didn't close her eyes."

Feng Ning Yan was surprised, she sat up and grabbed Shen Ling Jue's hand to take a closer look. Although the swelling had already retreated, her hand had become abnormally rough as she kept twisting the towel.

She looked at his eyes that were slightly red from staying up late at night, gently resting on his chest, "Lan Zhu did those things very well. Your Highness, why do you have to defend them until the sun rises …"

"Because it was you." Shen Ling Jue looked at her deeply.

Feng Ningyan's heart was moved, she couldn't help but smile gently. "Then when I enter the palace, you must sleep well. When I come back, I don't want to see a red-eyed rabbit again."

Just as she finished speaking, she suddenly recalled that since the emperor had not asked about politics and the crown prince had already been crippled, who would be the one to preside over the imperial court in the future?

Wasn't this something even bigger than a talent show?

At this time, Shen Ling Jue stood up and walked to the washstand. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "After breakfast, I'll accompany Princess Hua-Yang to the palace."