Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"Of course it's true." Mo Li hurriedly interjected, "Saint, when you didn't see you, Big Zhuang looks much better? He's sober because of you, oh no, it's all because of you. With you in..."

"No, how could I do such a thing? Pei'er, come and feed him!" Yun Ruoyue firmly refused.

Let her feed Da Zhuang to drink soup, what is this?

They are not lovers, is this a good move?

Besides, it's not that Da Zhuang is too sick to move, and it's not that there is no one else to take care of him.

He was just looking for an excuse to take advantage of her, so she wouldn't be fooled.

When Pei'er heard this, she immediately said excitedly: "Okay, Big Zhuang, come, I'll feed you."

With that said, she lifted the lid of the soup pot and started to scoop out the fish soup.

"Cough cough..." Seeing this, Chu Xuanchen coughed violently while pulling his neck.

When he was coughing, he frantically gave Mo Li a wink, asking him to stop Peer immediately.

Mo Li hurriedly said: "Pei'er, don't want you to feed, it's useless if you feed."

Saying that, he begged Yun Ruoyue: "Saint, it's better for you to feed the big brother! It's only useful if you feed, because you are a saint!"

Seeing that Chu Xuanchen was coughing so badly, it didn't look like she was acting, so Yun Ruoyue had no choice but to say, "Okay, then I'll try!"

Saying that, she took the fish soup in Pei'er's hand, put it in front of Chu Xuanchen, and said, "Da Zhuang, stop coughing, come here, I'll feed you."

Seeing that it was Yun Ruoyue feeding, Chu Xuanchen instantly stopped coughing and said happily, "Thank you saintess."

Then, he leaned towards the spoon and drank slowly.

Peer stared at him in shock.

No way!

Is the saint really so useful?

As soon as she wants to feed Big Zhuang, Big Zhuang will stop coughing?

How can the effect of the saint be stronger than that of the doctor?

Although Yun Ruoyue didn't want to feed Chu Xuanchen, but seeing his pitiful appearance, she couldn't bear to reject him, so she reluctantly began to feed her.

After a while, she fed him two bowls of fish soup.

After drinking, Chu Xuanchen wiped his mouth with the veil, with a satisfied look on his face, "Saint, you are so kind to me."

"Okay, if you finish drinking, then we'll leave!" Yun Ruoyue said.

"Then do you want to see me tomorrow?" Chu Xuanchen blinked his eyes with anticipation.

Yun Ruoyue narrowed her eyebrows and said, "Well, we'll see you again tomorrow. Pei'er, let's go."

After she finished speaking, she went out.

Pei'er reluctantly glanced at Chu Xuanchen before going out.

As soon as they left, Chu Xuanchen hurriedly stood up, took a few steps aggressively, and stretched his waist, "Ah, I have been shrinking just now, my back is so sore!"

Mo Li laughed and said, "Brother Da Zhuang, you are obviously not sick, and your legs have already recovered, but you are pretending to be pitiful in front of the saint? Look at your fierce appearance, how does it look like you are sick?"

"Shh! Be quiet, don't let others hear you!" Chu Xuanchen hurriedly told Mo Li.

Mo Li said: "What are you afraid of, we are all here, and the saint has already left! But you pretended to be quite similar just now. I thought you were really sick!"

Chu Xuanchen curled his lips complacently, "That is, if I don't pretend to be more realistic? How can I get Yue'er's sympathy?"

"Brother Zhuang." At this moment, Pei'er's voice came from outside.

"It's Pei'er, lie down quickly, don't let them suspect." Mo Li hurriedly whispered.

"Okay." Chu Xuanchen said, and hurriedly collapsed on the chair again, pretending to be dying.

At this time, Pei'er had already walked in, with Yun Ruoyue following behind her.

Chu Xuanchen said in surprise: "Peer, saintess, didn't you leave? Why did you come back?"

I don't know if the two of them heard the conversation between him and Mo Li.

"It's like this, we forgot to take the soup cup, there is no soup cup, how can I bring you soup next time!" Pei Er said, and went to the table to clean up the soup cup.

Yun Ruoyue said: "Pei'er, there is a kitchen outside, go wash the soup pot and take it away!"

"Yes, Brother Zhang Li, come with me!" Pei'er gave Mo Li a friendly smile, but a deep meaning flashed in her eyes.

Mo Li didn't want to disturb the prince and princess, so he said, "Okay, let's go together."

After Pei'er and Mo Li left, Yun Ruoyue looked at Chu Xuanchen up and down, and there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.

She looked at Chu Xuanchen and raised her eyebrows, "Da Zhuang, are you still feeling bad?"

"Cough cough..." Chu Xuanchen immediately said weakly, "It's still a little uncomfortable, but the cold won't get better in a while. If the saintess come to see me more, I'll be better soon."

"Yeah." Yun Ruoyue nodded, "That's what you said, don't worry, starting from tomorrow, I will definitely come to see you every day."

Saying that, she looked at his leg and said, "Da Zhuang, how is the wound on your leg? Is there any sign of improvement?"

Chu Xuanchen touched his right leg, his face full of grief, "Hey, there is no sign of improvement at all. You are not here these few days, it can't move my leg, it seems to have lost consciousness."

"What? Your legs were able to move before, but now they can't move?" Yun Ruoyue asked nervously.

Chu Xuanchen nodded pitifully, "Yeah, I don't know what's going on. It doesn't feel conscious every day, I can't walk at all, plus I have a cold, I feel like I'm going to die!"

"Hey, you are so pitiful." Yun Ruoyue said sympathetically.

After speaking, she suddenly smelled a choking smell of smoke. She looked up and saw a plume of black smoke coming in.

Chu Xuanchen also saw the black smoke, "Why is there a black smoke floating in?"

At this time, Peer's anxious voice came from outside, "Oh, it's on fire, Big Zhuang's house is on fire!"

"What? It's on fire, Yue'er, hurry up!" Chu Xuanchen jumped up when he heard this, grabbed Yun Ruoyue and ran outside.

His legs are very flexible, like that, he can run faster than a rabbit.

Yun Ruoyue stared at his back, with anger in her eyes, wishing to burn him clean.

When Chu Xuanchen pulled Yun Ruoyue outside the door, he suddenly saw that there was only a small fire with black smoke at the door, and his room was not on fire at all.

"What's going on?" Looking at the small fire, Chu Xuanchen was a little puzzled.

"What's going on, Da Zhuang, I want to ask you!" Yun Ruoyue said, suddenly throwing off Chu Xuanchen's hand, staring angrily at his straight right leg.

"Yue'er, you..." Chu Xuanchen said, only to realize that Yun Ruoyue was staring at his right leg.

He hurriedly stepped back awkwardly, "Yue'er, things are not what you think, really."

"Smelly Dazhuang, your legs will heal tomorrow, and you haven't contracted the cold, yet you dare to lie to me, you liar!" Yun Ruoyue angrily pushed towards Chu Xuanchen and shouted loudly.