lcionline Chapter 120 Fever, the opportunity for revenge has come
Chapter 120 Fever, the opportunity for revenge has come
Pei Mochen has a high fever.
Outside the door, a sweet voice sounded: "Prince, Yanyan is here to pay her respects to you."
"Yunyin, help me up. We can't let Yanyan see the clues."
It doesn't make sense that he was full of energy at night but fell ill during the day.
Yun Yin followed Pei Mochen, and seeing him forcing himself to tidy up his clothes and hair despite his sick body, he felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.
This is just the beginning, you will suffer in the future.
When she opened the door, Mu Wanyan smelled a strong scent of traditional Chinese medicine in the room and realized that Pei Mochen was sick and probably had a high fever.
She smiled and took out the medicine from the food box.
"Brother Chen worked hard last night, so Yanyan specially asked the kitchen to stew this this morning."
"Look, ginseng, black chicken, and deer antlers are all extremely nutritious. I won't feel at ease until I see Brother Chen drink it himself."
Pei Mochen felt guilty and didn't want Mu Wanyan to find out, so he picked up the bowl of soup and drank it without thinking.
The high fever plus the strong tonic made Pei Mochen's blood surge, and his fever became even worse.
He took out a few storybooks from the bookshelf and asked Mu Wanyan to sit on a chair and read. Then he quickly turned his back and took out a handkerchief to wipe his nosebleed.
Yun Yin pretended to feel distressed and wanted to go forward to help him, but was scared away by Pei Mochen's eyes.
What I mean is that Yanyan is still here, and I can’t let her find out that I’m sick.
Mu Wanyan's eyes were on the script, but her peripheral vision was always on Pei Mochen. How could she not know what he was doing?
Finally, when Pei Mochen wiped the blood from his nose and faced her again in a graceful manner.
Mu Wanyan opened her red lips and said, "Brother Chen, don't be anxious. There is still one bowl left to drink."
Her peach blossom eyes curved as she took out another larger bowl of medicine from the food box, "I specially prepared two servings, just to help Brother Chen replenish his body."
She was already very kind. She didn't put any poison in the soup. The soup was indeed full of nutritious ingredients, but it was not suitable for patients with high fever.
After Pei Mochen finished drinking the other bowl of medicine, his face changed, and it turned so pale that it was particularly scary.
For the first time, he felt as if he had shot himself in the foot.
"Brother Chen, are you feeling unwell? You don't look right." Mu Wanyan frowned and pretended to be concerned.
Pei Mochen panicked, afraid of revealing his flaws, and quickly puffed out his chest.
"How could that be? After drinking Yanyan's ginseng soup, my body has become stronger."
Fearing that Mu Wanyan might be suspicious, he deliberately added, "I wish I could go to the horse farm and ride a horse to relieve the heat in my body. It's really—"
Mu Wanyan: "That's right, I have the same idea. Yanyan really wants to ride a horse now."
Pei Mochen: “…”
Given his current condition, if he were to ride a horse again, he would probably really be killed under the horse's hooves.
He waved his hand to call over Yunyin, who was usually the most observant, and said, "Yunyin, did the king meet with the Minister of Rites today to discuss foreign etiquette?"
Yunyin looked puzzled and said, "Master, you remembered it wrongly. The meeting with the Minister of Rites is scheduled for three days later."
Pei Mochen: "That means the Zhang family's son has an appointment with me. I remember it now."
Yun Yin: "Master, the Zhang family's eldest son has already met you yesterday."
Pei Mochen: “…” I really don’t know what the use of you is. You have no sense at all.
Mu Wanyan stepped forward at the right time and deliberately took his wrist, "Brother Chen, let's go to the horse farm to ride horses today?"
Pei Mochen: "Ahem, okay, okay, I'll follow Yanyan's instructions."
When he went out, he felt his legs were shaking.
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Pei Mochen almost collapsed several times on the way to the horse farm. He took a royal life-saving pill and barely managed to drag his sick body to the horse farm.
The sight of thousands of horses galloping and neighing used to make men's blood boil, but for the third prince who was in a high fever state, he just felt that his body was shaking, as if he would be buried under the horses' hooves in the next second.
"Brother Chen, shall we have a horse race?"
Pei Mochen: “…”
Before he had time to refuse, Yun Yin had already brought over Pei Mochen's favorite brown horse.
"Master, as soon as the horse saw you coming, it started neighing in the stable. It must be missing you so much."
Pei Mochen held his forehead with his hand. He didn’t know whether Liema wanted him dead or not, but Yunyin should want him dead today.
He patted Yunyin's shoulder heavily and said, "You have performed very well today, and you will be rewarded handsomely when you return home."
Yunyin seemed to really not understand and smiled gratefully, "Thank you, Master!"
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Pei Mochen didn't know how he jumped onto the horse. He felt that the horse had just taken a few steps when he felt dizzy and wanted to vomit but couldn't.
Mu Wanyan was in high spirits today, riding a pony and laughing like a silver bell from time to time.
"Brother Chen, do you want to compete with Luo Luo?"
The same words, the same scene, Pei Mochen was stunned for a moment.
Yanyan, do you know that your casual words are exactly the same as the scene of the horse racing between the king and Luo Luo back then?