The regent is a yandere who needs to be pampered

The carriage stopped outside the gate of the Prince Regent's Palace.

Rong Yu got off the carriage with Nan Xi in his arms and stepped into the palace gate without pausing for a moment. The butler and servants knelt down to greet him.

"Call Su Muchen over."

When the housekeeper heard this, he lowered his head and said, "Yes." He hurriedly left.

Nan Xi nestled in Rong Yu's arms, looking up at the man's tight jawline, her fair face flushed slightly, her voice a little hoarse: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'm fine."

Although Rong Yu responded promptly, the smell entered the body through breathing, so Nan Xi inevitably inhaled the scent of the medicine. It was normal to have some reaction at this time.

However, apart from some hotness, there was no other discomfort.

Rong Yu looked down at her, and Nan Xi smiled playfully at him: "If there is no other way, at worst, I will lose my virginity to the prince. Anyway, I will never marry anyone else in this life."

Rong Yu pursed her lips and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"What?" Nan Xi looked depressed, "Your Majesty, don't you care about me?"

Rong Yu's expression changed slightly: "That's not what I meant."

"Then what does the prince mean?"

Rong Yu quickened his pace, turning a blind eye to the palace guards and servants who were saluting along the way. He quickly arrived at Zhaochen Palace, climbed the steps, stepped into the palace door, and walked into the inner hall, "Everyone, step back."

The maids bowed their heads and retreated.

"We're not married yet." Rong Yu put her on the bed, as if to explain, "It's not that I don't care about you."

Nan Xi endured her physical discomfort and smiled at him: "Even if the prince cares about my reputation, people outside have already believed that I have become the prince's person. Who will believe our innocence?"

Rong Yu kissed her forehead: "It's my fault."

Nan Xi was silent: "I am not accusing the prince."

Rong Yu didn't say anything, turned around, twisted the handkerchief and put it on her forehead: "How do you feel? Is it uncomfortable?"

"Actually, it's not bad." Nan Xi felt the heat in her body rising and the blush on her face getting stronger and stronger. She put her arms around Rong Yu's lean waist and buried her face in his chest, "Rong Yu. "

Rong Yu's whole body was tense and he carefully wrapped his arms around her back.

"Don't be nervous." Nan Xi felt his body tense up and patted his waist gently, "I'm fine, I'm really fine."

Rong Yu hummed and said nothing more.

"Your Majesty." A young man hurried over with a medicine box and saluted outside the curtain, asking for permission, "May I come in?"

Rong Yu let go of Nan Xi, held her against the head of the bed, put a soft pillow behind her, and then said: "Come in."

The palace doctor is a young man named Su Muchen. He is a full-time doctor in the Regent's Palace and one of Rong Yu's confidants. He is proficient in medicine and poison, and it is said that he can't trouble him with common and difficult diseases.

But when she saw him, Nan Xi's heart sank slightly.

It stands to reason that with such a doctor here, Rong Yu would not have been poisoned by no cure in his previous life. Did Mr. Su betray Rong Yu, or did something happen to her before she knew it?

Su Muchen walked into the inner hall and knew what was going on when he saw the blush on Nan Xi's face. He secretly thought to himself that the prince is really a person who doesn't understand amorous feelings, and he doesn't know how to cherish such a good opportunity in front of him.

How good is it to cook rice directly from raw rice?

Tsk.

Although she was thinking this in her heart, Su Muchen didn't show any emotion on her face. She smiled gently and politely and asked, "What's wrong with Miss Nan?"

Because he had been observing Nan Xi's symptoms, the flash of deep thought in her eyes did not escape Su Muchen's eyes. Su Muchen was suspicious, was this girl Nan dissatisfied with him?

"My body is just a little hot." Nan Xi frowned, a little sweat appeared on her forehead, and her voice became hoarse, "Others are fine."

Su Muchen also felt that it should be fine. The inhaled medicine did not have much effect. If he was a man practicing martial arts, he would be able to endure it.

But a delicate little girl...

Su Muchen thought for a while and sincerely gave a suggestion: "Actually, there is no particularly effective antidote for this type of medicine. The most effective way is...cough, the prince understands, and Miss Nan should also know what I said. What does it mean, but if you can tolerate it, you can also let the medicine take effect for a while and then subside on its own.”

If you can't bear it, then just do it yourself.

"Is there no medicine that can relieve the pain?" Nan Xi felt uncomfortable and tried her best to divert her attention. "Although this sentence is not very convincing, I still want to believe that Mr. Su is telling the truth."

Su Muchen raised his eyebrows.

"If you can't solve it, get out." Rong Yu looked slightly cold, "Why are you still here?"

Su Muchen was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips and excused himself in a low voice.

Nan Xi stared at his back and was about to speak when she saw Su Muchen turning around again. She probably felt sorry and coughed lightly: "If Miss Nan is in good health, you can take a cold bath and the medicine will wear off in half an hour." It’s effective and doesn’t hurt your body.”

After saying this, he turned around and left.

Rong Yu's face was as cold as ice. He ignored Su Muchen's words and reached out to wipe the sweat from Nan Xi's forehead. After hesitating for a moment, he directly placed his palm on the back of Nan Xi's neck. A stream of cold air flowed along his palm. Slowly enter Nan Xi's body, follow the meridians and enter the limbs and bones.

The heat all over her body seemed to be fading away little by little, and Nan Xi felt so comfortable that she just wanted to sigh.

Rong Yu didn't say anything, his eyes were locked on Nan Xi's expression. When he saw the blush on her face fading away, her eyes squinting with an expression of enjoyment, she breathed a sigh of relief, and a faint smile flashed across her eyes.

"Are you comfortable?" he asked, his voice less cold and softer.

Nan Xi hummed: "Your Highness's hands seem to have magic, I feel like I'm in heaven."

Rong Yu's expression became more relaxed, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Nan Xi opened her eyes and looked at him tenderly: "Your Highness wants to be Liu Xiahui?"

Rong Yu put his right palm against the back of her neck, and the slightly cool Qi maintained the temperature of her body at a slow speed. He lowered his head and kissed her face, his voice low and pleasant: "When we get married, you will know if I am Liu Xiahui."

Nan Xi couldn't help but feel hot on her face when she heard this. She wondered if the Qi had lost its effect.

But the touch in her heart was unquestionable.

"It's rare for someone to throw himself into your arms, but Your Highness can still maintain such strong self-control." Nan Xi put her arms around his waist and put her face against his abdomen, "I even doubt whether I have no charm."

"Don't doubt it." Rong Yu whispered, "You are the only girl I can't resist."

Nan Xi was moved and happy, "I always thought Your Highness was taciturn, but I didn't expect him to be no less talkative when it comes to love."

"If you like to hear it, I will say it often in the future." Rong Yu said, "I will only say it to you and you alone."