The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

The blue sky and white clouds

The gorgeous carriage was traveling on the winding mountain road. The fat and strong horses were moving slowly, and the colored glaze lamps on the four corners were swaying slightly.

Behind the luxurious carriage, a green silk carriage came from afar, the sound of horse hooves echoing on the mountain road.

"Miss, there is a carriage blocking the road ahead."

As soon as Chang Nian finished speaking, the carriage stopped.

"Lord Lu Feng? What can I do for you?"

Chu Qi's voice sounded, and he obviously knew the person coming.

"Excuse me, may I know which nobleman from the Marquis' Mansion is sitting in the carriage?"

Lu Feng? A silly face appeared in Chu Yizhao's mind. Why is Wei Xingli's personal bodyguard here...

"It's my fifth daughter."

After Chu Qi finished speaking, there was silence outside for a while. Before Chu Yizhao could ask, Lu Feng spoke again.

This time the voice was closer and more impatient.

"Miss Chu, I am sorry to bother you, Lu Feng from the Prince of Yue's Mansion. My master's old illness has relapsed, and the carriage was stranded on the road.

Could you please give us a ride, Miss?"

Chang Nian was shocked and said, "Master Lu Feng, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you want my young lady's reputation?"

Reputation? Lu Feng pinched his fingers and felt a chill in his crotch.

Daytime is different from night, and it is indeed not good to be under the watchful eyes of the public.

But the prince is seriously ill and must return home quickly...

"Miss Chu, I know this is a difficult thing to do, but my master is in poor health and cannot be delayed any longer. I..."

"Come up"

A cold voice came from the carriage, interrupting Lu Feng's words.

Lu Feng was delighted. "Thank you, Miss!"

Huaichun frowned, "Miss, Lu Feng is the guard of the prince of Yue. His master is..."

"It is rumored that the prince of Yue has a hidden illness and a strange personality. If someone knew that a man and a woman were alone in a room together..."

Huaichun's face wrinkled into a flower curl. Chu Yizhao thought it was funny and teased her, "I heard that the prince of Yue is extremely handsome. Are you afraid that I will flirt with him?"

"Miss!"

"Oh, we were just riding in the same carriage. Everyone in the capital knows that the prince of Yue is seriously ill. I have no other intentions in helping him. Others will understand when they see this."

Besides, although Wei Xingli has a noisy personality, he is relatively calm when doing things. If he hadn't really encountered difficulties, why would he get into the car of a young lady?

"cough…"

A light cough was heard outside the box. It was Wei Xingli's voice.

The carriage was not big, so Huaichun stood up and walked out.

The car curtain was shaking after being scratched by Huaichun's body.

Just when things were about to calm down, a white hand stretched out. The knuckles were evenly slender, with some pink at the tips. The back of the hand was facing up, and it lifted the curtain to reveal a face.

The face was pale and sickly, but the lips were bright red; the corners of the eyes were slightly raised, giving off a charming look, but were suppressed by the extremely black pupils.

What a contradictory face.

White peony root weeps blood, seductive and beautiful.

Chu Yizhao lowered his eyes and said, "Yizhao greets the prince."

“No need to be polite”

Wei Xingli was helped into the carriage. His tall figure instantly filled the small compartment. Chu Yizhao lowered his head.

A piece of moon-white robe appeared before my eyes, so close that I could smell the incense on the robe, the familiar pine and sandalwood scent, gentle and quiet.

There is no resemblance to the owner...

The robe brushed against the embroidered shoes, feeling a little itchy, so Chu Yizhao retracted his feet.

The carriage started moving, moving forward steadily. The compartment was very quiet. Without Huaichun to chat with her, Chu Yizhao felt a little sleepy.

"Cough cough..."

A suppressed cough reached his ears, waking Chu Yizhao up from his sound sleep. He opened his eyes and glanced at the person opposite him. Wei Xingli clenched his fist and pressed it against his lips with a painful expression.

This familiar scene made her think she was still in Prince Yue's Palace. In a daze, she took out a bottle of medicine from her sleeve and threw it across the table, muttering to herself.

"Wei Xingli, you don't take medicine again"

"Wait for me to get up, and you wait"

"..."

When he was in the Prince of Yue's Palace, Wei Xingli loved fishing the most. He fished for an entire afternoon but didn't catch any fish. There was a pond full of koi, but not a single one took his bait.

The water was shining brightly, and Chu Yizhao had the courage to laugh at him as a "useless fisherman".

Wei Xingli turned around and said quietly, "Chu Aming, you are so brave!"

He smiled sinisterly, and the next second, his mouth widened wider, revealing his uneven teeth. Chu Yizhao was so scared that he turned around and ran away, but he was caught back and bitten on the face by him.

"what……"

Chu Yizhao opened her eyes with a scream. In the small carriage, Wei Xingli looked at her in confusion.

After exhaling twice, Chu Yizhao patted his chest. It turned out to be a dream...

Hiss… My face was pulled, and the place where I was bitten by the fish in the dream was burning with pain…

Looking at Wei Xingli suspiciously, this guy...

No way, this is the first time they meet.

Wei Xingli saw Chu Yizhao staring at him and asked in confusion

"Miss Chu, is there something wrong?"

Noble and handsome, graceful, without any flaws

"without……"

Chu Yizhao retracted his gaze and rubbed his face. It must have been bitten by a bug.

Damn bugs, I'll make some medicine later and kill them all.

The carriage stopped in the backyard of Prince Yue's mansion. Lu Feng called Wei Xingli outside and Chu Yizhao stood up to see him off.

Wei Xingli lifted the curtain and suddenly turned around, "Miss Chu, have we met somewhere before?"

The ink-stained eyes were unfathomable. Chu Yizhao was shocked and lowered his eyebrows. "No, the prince must have seen it wrong."

"Really?" Wei Xingli chuckled, "I'm lucky to meet you today, it's fate."

"Miss Chu, we will meet again later"

Chu Yizhao shuddered. Why did Wei Xingli laugh so pervertedly?

Did she offend him in any way?

"Chu Qi, go to Furong Embroidery Workshop"

This time when I go back, I will either have to kneel in the ancestral hall or be under house arrest. It is estimated that I will not be able to come out again until some time.

The Chu family’s ancestor must have been a locksmith, that’s why they like to lock people up so much.

...

Yuewangfu

“Cough…cough”

His throat felt itchy, as if a reptile was biting at his throat. Wei Xingli wanted to poke it with a stick.

Lu Feng helped the person into the room, and noticed with his sharp eyes that the back of his own son Bai Run's hand was blue and red.

"Prince! What happened to your hand?!"

The volume of the explosion was so loud that it hurt Wei Xingli's eardrums. He glanced at Lu Feng with disdain and said lightly:

"Bitten by a dog"

"Where did the dog come from in the car?" Lu Feng was puzzled. The girl from the Chu family had a dog?

Wei Xingli didn't want to pay attention to him, so he threw his long sleeves and fell directly on the bed.

Feng Zhi's medicine was not ready yet. Lu Feng was afraid that she would fall asleep and not drink the medicine, so he started to talk.

"Miss Chu is a really nice person, pretty, kind-hearted, and helpful..."

Wei Xingli turned his head and smiled coldly.

"She is so nice, you should be her slave"

"Subordinates dare not"

Lu Feng shut his mouth awkwardly.

Wei Xingli could hardly bear the unstoppable pain in his heart. He lost all strength and leaned back on the soft pillow. The blood vessels in his limbs spasmed and twitched, and he felt dizzy from the pain.

Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of his body, leaving large stains on his brocade robe.

"Prince, please bear with it for a while, the medicine will be ready in a while."

Hearing Lu Feng's distressed voice in his ears, Wei Xingli couldn't muster any strength. His beautiful eyes closed weakly, without any life.

Five years ago, I contracted this disease. When the disease flared up, my blood was like boiling snow water, seeping through a thin layer of skin, twisting and boiling constantly, feeling both cold and hot.

The feeling of being gnawing at by thousands of ants brought by the combination of ice and fire is so painful that one would rather die.

Feng Zhi brought the medicine and hurriedly tried to force it into the person's mouth. Wei Xingli clenched his teeth.

Over the years, he drank countless bowls of bitter medicine, but his condition became increasingly serious. When the disease flared up, he became like a madman, even incontinent and convulsing. He would rather die than suffer such humiliation.

"Sir! You must not make a mistake. Miss Chu just sent you back and you died. Wouldn't that implicate others..."

Lu Feng shouted anxiously.

Wei Xingli was unmoved. He didn't even care about himself, so how could he care about someone else's life? Not to mention that shameless little girl...

The medicine juice could not be fed to him, and half of the bowl was spilled. Lu Feng was still screaming, and Feng Zhi put down the bowl in annoyance.

"If you don't want to drink, don't drink. Prepare for your funeral as soon as possible."

Lu Feng's eyes widened. "You old man! Why are you talking so harshly? You're actually hoping that the patient will die!"

Feng Zhi stroked his beard and said calmly, "The disease cannot be cured. Rather than dying of the disease, it is better to leave him with dignity."

As he said this, he thought Lu Feng was funny again.

"Your master has never even touched a woman's hand, what are you talking about? How can he understand the concept of sympathy and tenderness..."

"Bah! At least he is kind-hearted and saved his master, unlike you, a quack!"

Lu Feng spat and thought about it.

The prince has always been a man who remembers nothing but grudges. After waking up from falling into the water that time, he smashed three glass jade cups with a red face and threatened to take the girl's life.

perhaps…

"Sir, didn't you say you wanted to settle accounts with Miss Chu? If she dies, how can you take revenge?"

"Bring it"

Lu Feng was still chattering, but before he stopped, he had already handed the bowl to the person on the bed.

In just a moment, an empty bowl flew over Lu Feng's head, fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The corners of Lu Feng's mouth twitched. How could he hate it so much...