"But you're the only one in my heart. Don't you feel my love for you?" Jing Xunchao said, looking at Mu Fengqie.
Once the topic was brought up by Mu Fengqie, Jing Xunchao instantly got excited. He was about to throw a tantrum and finally found a reason to do so.
"I love you deeply too. Can't you feel that?" Mu Fengqie retorted, completely unaware that Jing Xunchao had already started to secretly brew his emotions.
"No, Qie'er, it's different. You've been chatting with Tule Haojia all day and ignored me. And you even didn't let me sleep in the room last night," Jing Xunchao accused, looking straight at Mu Fengqie.
"Moreover, you haven't cared about my health recently. You didn't even ask if my poison has flared up," Jing Xunchao's face seemed to be written with the words "You don't love me anymore".
Mu Fengqie looked at him helplessly and explained, "Aren't you by my side every day? I've been paying attention to you all the time. How could I not care about your health?"
"But you didn't talk to me properly today and even kicked me out," Jing Xunchao held on to this point stubbornly, as if he wouldn't let Mu Fengqie go if she couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.
"Jing Xunchao, are you a man? Why are you so fussy?" Mu Fengqie thought he was more jealous than a woman.
"I don't care. Anyway, you have to give me an explanation," Jing Xunchao insisted.
"Okay, okay, I'll explain. Is that okay?" Mu Fengqie was really afraid of him.
"I was just simply concerned about Tule Haojia when I talked to him today. There's nothing else. And I asked you to sleep outside because you were being unreasonable. I just wanted you to reflect on yourself," Mu Fengqie said seriously, looking into Jing Xunchao's eyes.
"All in all, you do care about that Tule Haojia," Jing Xunchao said expressionlessly.
But Mu Fengqie could see the grievance and anger on Jing Xunchao's face, which surprised her. Would Jing Xunchao feel aggrieved?
"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I promise I won't do it again," Mu Fengqie had no choice but to admit her mistake first. Why did she feel that Jing Xunchao was becoming more and more like a "tea bitch"?
It had to be said that Mu Fengqie's intuition was right. Jing Xunchao had now mastered the essence of being a "tea bitch" to perfection.
"I want to sleep with you," Jing Xunchao began to push his luck quietly. Fortunately, Mu Fengqie didn't react in time and directly agreed to his request.
After getting into bed, Jing Xunchao hugged Mu Fengqie obediently at first. But soon, his hands started to get restless. He didn't intend to do anything to Qie'er tonight, after all, she had to go out to see patients tomorrow.
But Qie'er was so charming that just lying beside her made him have a reaction. Mu Fengqie felt the hand around her waist wandering freely on her body. It was about to slip under her clothes when she finally managed to hold it down.
"Behave yourself tonight. I have to go out tomorrow," Mu Fengqie gave Jing Xunchao a sideways glance.
"But Qie'er, I feel so uncomfortable," Jing Xunchao hugged Mu Fengqie and rubbed his face against her neck.
"Is it my fault that you feel uncomfortable? It's just because you have no self - control. You have to bear it," Mu Fengqie thought he was just being pampered.
"But Qie'er..." Jing Xunchao wanted to plead for more, but Mu Fengqie just turned over and faced away from him.
Jing Xunchao had no choice but to sigh and get up silently to take a shower. Since Qie'er was unwilling to help him, he could only take a cold shower. Maybe he would fall ill after the shower, and then Qie'er would take care of him personally.
Jing Xunchao was secretly scheming in his mind as he went to take a shower.
When Mu Fengqie woke up the next day, Jing Xunchao was not by her side. The place beside her was already cold, which meant he had been up for a long time.
After washing up, Mu Fengqie went out and saw Jing Xunchao practicing sword in the yard. She called him to go for breakfast.
It had always been like this. If there was no accident, Jing Xunchao would wait for her to get up and then have breakfast together. Today was no exception.
"Let's go to the Chen Mansion after breakfast. I'll go and check Miss Chen's injury," Mu Fengqie said.
"Okay. I'll go with you. I'm afraid that old scoundrel, Lord Chen, might plot against you," Jing Xunchao said.
"Okay."
After breakfast, they packed up simply. Then Jing Xunchao took Mu Fengqie to the Chen Mansion.
Lord Chen had already led everyone in the mansion to wait in the main hall. When he heard that Jing Xunchao was bringing Mu Fengqie here, he led everyone in the mansion to go outside to greet them.
"Your humble subject welcomes Marquis Zhongning and Princess Tianlin," Lord Chen led everyone in the mansion to kneel down. But no one knew how Lord Chen had arranged it. There were hardly any male descendants in the family. Was it because there were more women than men in this family?
But Mu Fengqie didn't dwell on this issue. She was just here to see a patient and didn't care about anything else.
"Lord Chen, get up. Why don't I see Miss Chen?" Mu Fengqie scanned the people around but didn't see Miss Chen. She frowned.
"Your Highness, my daughter is resting in the back yard. I'll send someone to call her here right away," Lord Chen said and was about to send someone to fetch Miss Chen, but Mu Fengqie waved her hand.
"No need. I'll go there myself. Just find someone to show me the way," Mu Fengqie thought that woman probably didn't like so many people around. It would be better for her to go by herself. She could also discuss things privately if there was anything.
She would feel rather constrained with Lord Chen and the others around.
Hearing Mu Fengqie's words, Lord Chen didn't say anything. He just called a maid to show Mu Fengqie the way to the back yard.
Jing Xunchao was about to go with Mu Fengqie, but was stopped by Lord Chen. "Marquis Zhongning, I have something else to talk to you about. Let's have a chat," Lord Chen said.
Jing Xunchao glanced at Lord Chen and then said to Mu Fengqie, "Qie'er, I'll come to you soon."
"It's okay. I'll go first," Mu Fengqie said and motioned for the maid to lead the way.
As Mu Fengqie walked on the path, she observed the layout of the Chen Mansion. Although there seemed to be nothing luxurious, those who didn't know about antiques would never realize that all the items in the Chen Mansion were antiques.
For example, the big tree in front looked no different from other trees, but when it bloomed, the whole mansion would be filled with its fragrance.
And just now, a row of young maids walked by. The bowls they were holding were from the previous dynasty's imperial court.
This Lord Chen must either be a big corrupt official or his ancestors had been officials for three generations and were highly favored by the emperor.