Xiao Jinxing did not agree.
But silence generally ans tacit consent.
Ye Qichi breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, Xiao Jinxing’s words almost scared her to death.
Luckily, she’s smart.
And fortunately, Xiao Jinxing’s feelings for Bai Mowan are indeed deep.
She easily convinced him.
She pondered whether she should not treat Xiao Jinxing too well in the future?!
After all, she was just a regular doctor treating people and preserving oneself.
Who made this damn Prince so full of himself!
The room was quiet.
Xiaowu hurried back.
Luckily, he ca back.
Ye Qichi felt that her interaction with Xiao Jinxing was so awkward that it seed like it could carve out a three-bedroom two-hall.
"Prince, Princess, I brought back the als from Pang Mansion," Xiaowu said.
"Hmm," Xiao Jinxing nodded.
"Specifically, Lord Pang had instructed the servants to stew a tonic soup for nurturing qi and blood for the Princess to restore health," Xiaowu added.
"Hmm," Xiao Jinxing responded again, indifferently.
He still felt sowhat suppressed inside.
What Ye Qichi said to him was actually the best for him.
Having Ye Qichi stay by his side, no matter what the capacity, is a harm to Bai Mowan.
And he didn’t want to hurt Bai Mowan.
But he still thought of making it up to Ye Qichi...
Since this was Ye Qichi’s own choice, he shouldn’t carry any psychological burden.
"What’s the situation at Pang Mansion now?" Xiao Jinxing asked.
"Everyone is quarantined within the mansion, so far no one has shown symptoms of the plague," Xiaowu said.
"The people I infected, have not shown any symptoms yet?"
"No," Xiaowu answered.
He went to confirm again, and still no signs.
Xiao Jinxing seed sowhat surprised.
How co the people he infected are fine whereas he, the infected, barely escaped death.
"Princess said, it’s because the Prince’s body is too weak," Xiaowu explained softly.
By now, Ye Qichi had already started eating.
She urgently needed nutrition now.
Xiao Jinxing looked at Ye Qichi with his eyes.
Ye Qichi was busy eating, not speaking.
Xiaowu said again, "Princess said, the plague relates to the body’s condition, generally infecting the frail and weak..."
Xiao Jinxing’s face darkened instantly.
Xiaowu dared not speak anymore.
"Xiaowu is not wrong," Ye Qichi said while drinking the tonic soup, "You should train your body; you are too weak."
"Ye Qichi!" Xiao Jinxing was visibly furious.
This woman was indeed capable of infuriating him at any mont.
The emotion he had just felt for her dissipated in an instant.
Ye Qichi wiped the corner of her mouth and fearlessly continued, "Admit it when you’re weak! If you were as strong and skilled in martial arts as Xiaowu, robust as an ox, how could you possibly be infected by the plague, causing to lose so much blood!"
"So you are blaming now!" Xiao Jinxing asked coldly.
All this ti referring to himself as "I", but now he’s switched to "this Prince", evidently aggravated.
"Truth sounds unpleasant but is good for action," Ye Qichi didn’t care about Xiao Jinxing’s rage.
Xiao Jinxing angrily put down his cutlery, intending not to eat.
"If you don’t eat more, you’ll get even weaker!" Ye Qichi bluntly stated.
Xiao Jinxing glared fiercely at Ye Qichi.
"Xiao Jinxing, you probably don’t realize how fragile your body is!" Ye Qichi seed to suddenly recall sothing, "During our consummation night, do you know how painful it was for when your bones touched ?"
"Ye Qichi!" Xiao Jinxing roared.
Xiaowu at the side, didn’t dare breathe too loudly.
The Princess really dares to say anything!
"I’m just kindly reminding you," Ye Qichi muttered indifferently, "next ti you marry Bai Mowan, just don’t hurt her."
Xiao Jinxing trembled with rage.
"Kindness taken for granted," Ye Qichi could feel Xiao Jinxing’s anger and complained.
She didn’t say more.
If she continued, this damn Prince might really kill soone.
She just quietly ate, silently nourishing herself.
Xiaowu was truly impressed.
How the Princess managed to infuriate the Prince yet still eat calmly was beyond him.
The key is.
While the Prince was infuriated, he did not do anything to the Princess but instead picked up his cutlery again, eating fiercely as if venting his anger, consuming a substantial amount.
This was probably what they call, a redy for each situation!
...
In the afternoon.
An emissary from Pang Mansion arrived with news that the dicinal supplies had been sourced and, barring any accidents, could be delivered to Yuzhou City in three days.
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