Song Jingchen received South Wind’s resentful gaze and coughed lightly. “There’s no harm in sparring. It’s helpful in improving your skills.”
“No, I don’t want to.” South Wind thought.
It no longer mattered whether he wanted to or not, because Shen Yijia’s small fist was already swinging at his face, bringing with it a strong wind.
South Wind was shocked. He had only seen Shen Yijia attack before. This was the first time he had faced it himself. If her fist hit his face, his teeth would break, right? He quickly dodged.
Shen Yijia raised her eyebrows. “You’ll get beaten up if you continue to daydream.”
She would let him dodge the first punch on account of her beautiful husband, but she still had to get her share back.
There was a moment of silence.
In Shangguan Han’s room in the main courtyard, Yan Tai sat by the bed and dozed off bit by bit.
Suddenly, a dark figure approached the door. The person gently pushed it open a crack and was about to step across the threshold when a sharp voice sounded behind him.
“Oh, Doctor Fang. Why are you here so late at night?” This voice belonged to Butler Wan.
Yan Tai immediately woke up and looked out.
Through the half-open door, he could see the two people outside. One was at the door, and the other was under the eaves. He quickly got up to welcome them.
Doctor Fang cupped his hands and said, “I was worried about His Highness, so I came to take a look. In addition, there have been some developments recently, so I want to check his pulse again.”
“You’re so considerate.” Butler Wan smiled and instructed Yan Tai, “Hurry up and invite Doctor Fang in.”
“Here, Doctor Fang.” Yan Tai quickly bowed and made way.
Doctor Fang did as he said. After checking Shangguan Han’s pulse, he bade farewell and left.
Manager Wan watched him leave and knocked Yan Tai’s forehead angrily. “I asked you to guard His Highness. Is this how you guard him?”
Fortunately, it was Doctor Fang who came this time. If it was someone with ulterior motives, they would have gotten away with harming His Highness.
Yan Tai pounded his head in frustration. “Butler Wan, I won’t do it again.”
“Alright, alright. I’ll help you guard His Highness for the night. Go back to your room and rest.” Butler Wan waved his hand.
Yan Tai glanced at Shangguan Han on the bed, then at Butler Wan. He hesitated and said, “This isn’t good, right?”
Young Master Shenzhi had said that he wanted him to stay by his lord’s side.
Seeing him like this, Butler Wan kicked him angrily and scolded jokingly, “You brat, how can I harm His Highness?
“I’ve been with His Highness for longer than you. Anyone else can harm His Highness, but it’s impossible for me.”
Although he said that, he was not angry. Instead, he felt very gratified. If the people around His Highness were all so loyal, they would not have fallen to such a state.
Yan Tai scratched his head and felt that Butler Wan’s words made sense. However, he still reminded him worriedly, “Butler Wan, remember to get someone to call me if you’re tired. Don’t let anyone take advantage of the situation.”
“Got it. Go, go.” Butler Wan waved his hand impatiently.
After Yan Tai left, Butler Wan closed the door and walked to the bed. He looked at Shangguan Han and sighed. “Your Highness, you have to wake up quickly.”
He bent down and tucked him in. He seemed to have thought of something and paused, frowning in thought.
Some people could not sleep the entire night, but Shen Yijia returned to her room to sleep in a good mood after beating South Wind up.
South Wind, who was left alone with his face covered and his back hunched, was in a mess in the wind. Where was the sparring? Other than the first punch that he dodged, the rest of the punches landed on him, not giving him any chance to fight back.
“Hubby, have you forgotten something?” Shen Yijia lay on the inner side and smacked her lips as she looked at Song Jingchen, who was leaning against the side and reading.
Song Jingchen didn’t even look up and asked casually, “What is it?”
Shen Yijia gritted her teeth and leaned forward to snatch the book from his hand. She leaned half of her body against his chest and looked at him accusingly. “How could you forget? Tell me, do you have a dog outside?”
“A dog?” he thought.
Song Jingchen was stunned and said in confusion, “I don’t have a dog. Our family only has one Furball, and you brought it back.”
“Oh my god!” she thought.
She felt that such a serious husband was so cute.
She didn’t care if Song Jingchen remembered or not. She pounced on him and bit his lips.
A smile appeared in Song Jingchen’s eyes. He reached out and hugged the little vixen. He turned around and pressed her under him, taking the initiative to deepen the kiss.
The room was filled with fragrance. The temperature in the room gradually rose. Song Jingchen looked up at the person whose face was red and whose entire body was soft, looking seductive.
His eyes darkened. He was about to make his next move when someone suddenly knocked on the door.
Song Jingchen felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him and instantly woke up. He smiled bitterly and retracted his hand from Shen Yijia’s waist. He kissed her forehead and coaxed her softly, “Alright, I’ve already given you what you wanted today. Sleep first. I’ll be back soon.”
Shen Yijia blinked and nodded obediently like a satisfied cat. “Alright.”
After they left, Shen Yijia hammered her head in frustration. In the beginning, she was the one on top. Why did she seem to have lost her soul when she touched her beautiful husband’s lips?
“No, I have to be on top next time. I have to suppress him!” she thought.
South Wind stood outside the door and waited for someone to open it.
He carefully glanced at Song Jingchen’s expression.
Good. It was as dark as he’d expected.
Song Jingchen sat in the study and poured himself a cup of cold tea. He took a sip and said, “Speak.”
South Wind suspected that his master wanted to say, “If there’s nothing important, I’ll teach you a lesson.”
He estimated that what he was about to say was not a small matter, so he boldly recounted the news from the main courtyard.
“Yan Tai, Butler Wan, Doctor Fang.” Song Jingchen knocked on the table with his fingers and said three names.
“Who do you think is most likely to be that person?”
Not expecting his master to ask him, Nan Feng was stunned. After some thought, he said, “I think Doctor Fang is the most likely candidate.”
Doctor Fang was a doctor. Usually, no one would suspect him when he came into contact with medicine.
Song Jingchen didn’t express his stance on his answer. He only threw out another question. “Then why didn’t he make a move in the past? Why did he have to do it now?”
“Perhaps he feels that His Highness is a threat now,” South Wind braced himself and replied.
Song Jingchen’s lips curled into a mocking smile. That’s right. He felt that Shangguan Han was a threat, so he had to get rid of him quickly. As expected of someone from the royal family.
As for why the person he originally didn’t take seriously became a threat, Song Jingchen looked down at his legs.
There was a moment of silence.
At dawn, the servants of the prince’s residence had already gotten up and started working.
“Doctor Fang, where are you going so early in the morning?”
“Has he been too sweet these past few days?” Shen Yijia thought.
He should just say it, since they would only get more intimate in the future.
