The cyan silk bed-curtain fluttered a few times in the wind that rushed in from the door. The man's coughing sound came slowly.
Lin Wanyu frowned, got up, lifted the bed-curtain, and hung it on the golden hook beside.
Her gaze slowly fell on the man in front of her.
"Your Highness?"
The man looked pained, his face slightly flushed, as if...
He was sick.
Thinking of this, Lin Wanyu bent down and placed her hand on his forehead.
Sure enough, it was extremely hot.
The cold touch brought Lu Huaijin back to his senses. He subconsciously grabbed her hand.
When their eyes met, the pure and clear eyes of the girl, like those of a young deer in the forest, made Lu Huaijin's heart, which had been dormant for a long time, skip a beat.
After a moment, he let go of her hand, propped himself up to sit, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"
Lin Wanyu's face was also flushed at this moment. She lowered her eyes and explained, "Your servant came to attend to Your Highness when you wake up."
Her voice was soft and delicate, like the chirping of a golden oriole. Lu Huaijin's restless heart was immediately soothed a lot.
"I don't like to be served by others. Don't come again in the future."
Lin Wanyu responded and didn't say much. She turned around, walked to the table beside, poured a cup of tea, and offered it to him.
"Your Highness has a fever. May I go and call the imperial physician?"
Lu Huaijin drank up the tea in the cup and handed it back to her. His voice was still a bit hoarse. "Si Chen has already gone to invite him."
Hearing his words, Lin Wanyu felt relieved. "Then let your servant help Your Highness lie down and rest."
Lu Huaijin looked up at her. The girl's fair and snowy cheeks were blushing at this moment, showing a charming allure.
"You don't need to serve here. If the princess asks in the future, just say that this prince doesn't allow you to serve."
Lin Wanyu didn't expect Lu Huaijin to think so much about her. She paused for a moment, then knelt down and bowed.
"Thank you, Your Highness. However, your servant is of humble origin and doesn't deserve Your Highness's kindness. Please allow your servant to come and serve."
She didn't know what had happened after she fainted yesterday. But this morning, she woke up safely in the bed of the Huanhua Pavilion. Presumably, it was Lu Huaijin who had saved her.
It has always been the case that when the gods fight, the little devils suffer...
It's better for her to be cautious and not overstep her bounds.
Seeing this, Lu Huaijin immediately understood her intention. He waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Then you just need to come every day to report your attendance."
Lin Wanyu was a bit dazed and didn't quite react. She was here to serve, not to be an official...
He must be really muddled from the fever.
"Let your servant help Your Highness lie down and rest."
She endured the pain in her knees and stood up. She helped Lu Huaijin lie down, then grabbed a handkerchief, soaked it in cold water, and placed it on Lu Huaijin's forehead.
Watching Lu Huaijin close his eyes, Lin Wanyu gently opened the windows on both sides. She added some incense to the purple-gold incense burner, then quietly backed out. She walked to the small kitchen beside and prepared to boil some pear soup to moisten his lungs.
When Si Chen came back with the imperial physician, he saw that someone seemed to have been in the hall.
After the imperial physician finished the diagnosis and wrote out the prescription, Si Chen saw him off. Just then, Chun Cheng was walking towards them with two lively fish in his hands.
Si Chen frowned tightly. He told the guards beside him to see the imperial physician out, then stepped forward to meet Chun Cheng. "Who has been here?"
He didn't believe that Chun Cheng, with his blustering nature, could take such meticulous care of his own highness.
Chun Cheng raised his eyebrows, leaned towards him, and lowered his voice. "Naturally, it's the one in His Highness's heart."
Si Chen frowned and immediately scolded him. "Stop talking nonsense. Be careful His Highness hears and beats you up."
Chun Cheng shrugged innocently and shook his head. "You're just a blockhead! Haven't you noticed that His Highness treats Miss Lin differently? You just asked me who had been here. It was Miss Lin, of course."
When Si Chen heard him mention Lin Wanyu, his tightly furrowed eyebrows relaxed a bit.
"What are you doing with the live fish?"
"Miss Lin said that His Highness should eat something light and nourishing, so she asked me to buy live fish. She's going to make fish soup for His Highness."
Chun Cheng waved the fish in his hand and walked towards the small kitchen with a smile.
Si Chen looked back meaningfully, then walked out with the prescription in his hand.
An hour later, Si Chen came back with the guards, carrying the boiled medicine. He happened to meet Lin Wanyu coming out of the small kitchen with a bowl of fish soup in her hands.
When she saw Si Chen, Lin Wanyu curtsied with a smile. "Sir Si Chen, is the medicine for His Highness boiled?"
Si Chen was slightly stunned, then nodded.
"Just in time. The jade cakes I made are also ready. The medicine is bitter. They can help His Highness get rid of the bad taste."
Just as he was about to give some instructions, Lin Wanyu had already entered the hall with the fish soup.
Not long after, Lin Wanyu returned. Si Chen was just about to step forward and tell her that all the food for His Highness had to be tasted by a special person in advance before it could be served. Unexpectedly, Chun Cheng blocked Lin Wanyu with a tray in his hand.
"Miss Lin, His Highness's wound on his shoulder needs to be dressed. Could you please do it for His Highness?"
"His Highness is injured?"
Hearing this, Lin Wanyu's pink and white face showed a look of disbelief.
He was fine before...
Just thinking of the amorous encounter that night, her heart felt like it was on fire, burning fiercely.
Chun Cheng saw that she didn't dare to look up and thought she was just shy.
"Yes. When His Highness returned to the mansion last night, he met an assassin and got injured. His Highness doesn't like to be served by maids, and both Si Chen and I are clumsy. We can only trouble Miss Lin."
Hearing this, Lin Wanyu had to take the things from his hand reluctantly.
No wonder Lu Huaijin had a high fever that wouldn't go down today. It turned out that he was injured.
"Now... shall I go and dress His Highness's wound?"
Chun Cheng looked at her pure and innocent appearance and couldn't help smiling. "Yes."
Lin Wanyu nodded slightly and turned around to enter the hall with the tray.
Lu Huaijin had already got up at this moment. Perhaps because of his discomfort, there was an air of irritability and impatience around him, making people afraid to approach him easily.
Lin Wanyu stepped forward carefully with the tray in her hand. She bowed and said, "Your servant will dress Your Highness's wound."
Lu Huaijin's face darkened slightly. His deep and dark eyes fell on the charming girl in front of him.
The scene of that night rushed into his mind, adding more irritability to his heart.
"Come here!"
His voice was low and hoarse, with an irresistible sense of oppression.
Lin Wanyu gritted her teeth and endured the pain in her knees. She stood up and walked to his side.
As soon as she got close, a rough big hand hooked her slender waist and pulled her into his arms.
Lu Huaijin pinched her chin and forced her to look at him. He asked coldly, "What on earth is the Wang family's ulterior motive for sending you here?"
He originally thought she was a soft-tempered, pure and kind girl. But he didn't expect that under her beautiful appearance, there was nothing but ambition.
This morning, he had just told her not to serve him, but this whole morning, she had been busy. And now she was so attentive, bringing the medicine and wanting to dress his wound.
If he said she had no purpose, he definitely wouldn't believe it.