I felt dizzy in my head, as if something was about to happen.

But suddenly Fu Ling's bright red lips suddenly moved, and panic flashed in his eyes, "Husband, you are bleeding."

Xiao Chengyou suddenly came back to his senses, and then lowered his head to look. His wound had cracked slightly at some point, and deep red blood seeped out through the black clothes, which looked a little oozing under the reflection of the candlelight.

"Xiang Lan!" Fu Ling shouted outside the house.

Upon hearing this, Xiang Lan immediately pushed the door open and was shocked when she saw the blood on Xiao Chengyou's body. She quickly asked her servants to prepare medicine and bring it in.

"Let me give you medicine." Fu Ling stood up and reached out to Xiao Chengyou's clothes anxiously to unbutton his clothes.

Xiao Chengyou's mind buzzed.

The pain from the wound reminded him, and the flash of sinful thoughts disappeared instantly.

The string of rationality was stretched to its maximum, like a basin of cold water pouring down his head, making him suddenly calm down.

"No need." He pushed Fu Ling's hand away almost anxiously and stepped back further away from her. Then he turned his back and unbuttoned his upper body clothes, "I can do it myself."

Xiao Chengyou's movements were almost rough, and the hemostatic powder mixed with the blood in a messy manner, and then flowed down from his chest.

He seemed to have long been accustomed to dealing with injuries, wiping them casually with a towel. Within a moment, he had put on his clothes and was as neatly dressed as usual.

He no longer looked at Fu Ling, with a strong anger floating in his eyebrows.

He knew that this unreasonable anger was directed at himself.

Fu Ling seemed to be frightened by the scene in front of him, his face turned slightly pale, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing and sent the blood-stained towel out of the room.

When she turned around again, Xiao Chengyou was lying down on the couch with his back to her.

The aura around him was as cold as a cold night, which was intimidating. Fu Ling pursed his lower lip and did not disturb him, but carefully fell asleep on the bed.

She turned sideways, and through the dim candlelight, she could only see Xiao Chengyou's black clothes not far away.

The soft bed curtains fluttered gently in the night wind, intertwined with the sharp lines of his body, and the shadow cast by his body just blocked her.

As if leaning on a hard rock, Fu Ling gradually fell asleep in the dim light and shadow.

I originally thought of taking care of his injuries at night, but before I knew it, I fell asleep until noon.

Fu Ling yawned and looked around. Xiao Chengyou was no longer in the room.

The sky was bright, and the warm sunlight smeared in the dormitory, and even the dust floating in the air was clearly visible.

"Your Highness went to Dali Temple early in the morning to take up a post." Xianglan walked in and helped Fu Ling wash up.

As if aware of what Fu Ling was thinking, Xianglan added, "His Royal Highness specifically asked us not to call you because Madam was tired from the past few days."

Fu Ling nodded, finished his meal, and headed towards Chen Yuxiao's courtyard.

The old lady arranged for her to help Chen Yuxiao arrange a birthday banquet yesterday, but there was no news all day long, so Fu Ling took the initiative to look for her.

When we arrived at the place, we saw that the doors everywhere were closed and there were only a few people around.

Fu Ling found a servant in the courtyard to summon him. After a while, it was Chen Yuxiao's personal maid Wan Ying who came back.

All the maids in this courtyard were dressed very simply, but Wan Ying was the only one who wore a flamboyant color and was very gorgeous.

Wan Yingpi smiled and said, "Our master is tired and is asleep right now. He won't see any guests for the time being."

Fu Ling had already expected it and said, "I'm here to discuss with Aunt Chen the old lady's birthday banquet."

Wan Ying snorted coldly and said unceremoniously, "I'm afraid you're late, madam. The birthday banquet was almost ready last night. Please come back."

"After all, it was the old lady's suggestion. I dare not disobey it." Fu Ling was not annoyed, "Even if you are ready, I still need to take a look."

She knew that Chen Yuxiao did not want to seize power by herself, so she moved the old lady out.

"But our master is currently..." Wan Ying still hesitated, her eyes flickering.

"It's okay," Fu Ling interrupted, calmly sitting down on a chair in the courtyard, "I just have nothing to do, so I'll just wait here."

None of the attendants around her dared to provoke her. Wan Ying pursed her lips, hurriedly walked into the room, and hurriedly explained the situation to Chen Yu with a smile.

"With just one word from the old lady, can she take advantage of others?" Chen Yu smiled and paced around the room, his temples burning with anger, and he drank all the tea.

She knew that if Fu Ling was involved in this matter, the power of the housekeeper would fall to others, but Fu Ling relying on the old lady's order to linger in her courtyard was not a solution.

"No, you really think of yourself as a person!" Mo Shi, who was beside Chen Yu as he laughed, clutched his stomach and snorted in agreement.

She used to be a maid in the courtyard, and because of her good looks, she was taken in by Shen Hui as his concubine. Although she hated Shen Hui's appearance of carrying wine and rice bags, she went to a higher place, and soon she became pregnant and was taken as a concubine. He was even regarded as a confidant by Chen Yuxiao because of his ability to observe words and emotions.

"This is the Crown Princess putting pressure on you," a fierce glint flashed in Mrs. Mo's eyes, "She is just a little girl who doesn't know the heights of the world. How much patience can we have? We must not lose to her."

Chen Yuxiao calmed down a bit after hearing this, snorted coldly, and glanced fiercely at the courtyard, "Then let her wait."

However, unexpectedly, Fu Ling not only did not retreat despite the difficulties, but also enjoyed himself in Chen Yuxiao's courtyard.

When she arrived, she had already asked Xianglan to prepare melon and fruit tea, and she was reading a storybook in the courtyard to enjoy the cool air.

Not only that, the maid who came with her also sat down unceremoniously in the courtyard and started playing cards. Her laughter made the surrounding attendants lose interest in doing things and made frequent mistakes. The courtyard soon became a mess.

Chen Yuxiao wanted to discipline them but couldn't go out. He walked around anxiously in the room, listening to their leisurely and contented voices, and became furious again.

The exquisite vase was smashed to the ground by Chen Yuxiao, and the sound of it falling apart made Madam Mo frightened. She raised a smile to comfort her, but Chen Yuxiao said angrily, "If she doesn't leave, I can't hide in this room forever. She makes people think that I am a coward!"

"Auntie, don't worry..." Mrs. Mo was about to say something, but Chen Yuxiao lost her patience and interrupted her angrily.

"Just ask grandma to show her the arrangements for the birthday banquet. I've been here like this in past years, so I don't believe she can see anything!"