Chu Wanqing followed behind her: "Sister is so kind."

The two walked out of the courtyard and went in the direction of the back house.

On the way, I met a palace maid: "See Second Miss."

"Well, why did you come here at this time?"

"It was the third aunt who called the slave and maid over." The palace maid said.

Chu Wanxiang chuckled in her heart, could it be that her mother was seriously ill?

The two hurried to the old lady's courtyard, and Chu Wanqing stopped her: "Sister, you can't go in again. Grandmother hated you the most, and if she found out that you had come to visit her, she would not forgive you."

"But......" Chu Wanxiang hesitated.

Chu Wanqing said, "You don't have to worry, my mother is already asleep."

"Asleep?"

"Well, this morning, my grandmother lay down to rest, saying she was tired."

Chu Wanxiang was suspicious in her heart. It stands to reason that her actions in the past few days have angered the old lady, she should not be waiting to see herself, how could she suddenly pretend to be sick?

Could it be some conspiracy? She groaned for a while and said to Chu Wanqing, "I'm going in to meet the old lady."

Chu Wanqing dissuaded: "Sister, don't bump into the old lady."

"Don't worry, I'm in control." Chu Wanxiang said that she bypassed Chu Wanqing and pushed the door straight into the house.

The old lady had indeed gone to bed, and there was only one candle in the room, and the bed was empty.

Chu Wanxiang breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to leave, when she suddenly heard a muffled snort. She turned around abruptly and saw Chu Mohan lying on the bed with his abdomen covered, his forehead covered with dense sweat.

Chu Wanxiang was so frightened that she rushed forward and asked nervously, "Lord Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Mohan gritted his teeth: "Get out!"

Chu Wanxiang took a few steps back, sat down on the ground, and said tremblingly, "Someone! Help!"

Chu Mohan's face turned pale with pain, and he forced himself to get up: "Get out!"

Chu Wanxiang was terrified and desperately fled. Chu Mohan rushed over with an arrow step, grabbed her by the collar and pulled her back, and smashed her in the stomach with a punch. Chu Wanxiang screamed and fell into the corner. Chu Mohan gasped, his eyes turned red, as if he was out of control, and he raised his fist to hit her.

Chu Wanxiang was so painful that her whole body spasmed, and her head was buzzing. She saw Chu Mohan's tall and straight body shake for a moment, and then knelt on one knee on the ground, holding her head with both hands. Chu Wanxiang hurriedly crawled over: "Lord Wang! Lord, don't ...... like this."

Chu Mohan's eyes were scarlet, and he was as irritable as a beast, grabbed Chu Wanxiang's shoulders and pulled her closer to him, and roared, "Who gave you permission to come?"

Chu Wanxiang cried and shook her head: "I, I...... I was afraid that you would be hungry, so I made soup and sent it over."

"Take it!"

"You—You don't drink...... How?" Chu Wanxiang trembled and picked up the soup bowl, "Lord Wang, please......

Chu Mohan struggled twice, finally compromised, slowly took the soup bowl, closed his eyes and drank it all, then threw away the bowl and fell to the ground unconscious.

Chu Wanxiang breathed a sigh of relief, wiped away her tears, and summoned the palace maid to change Chu Mohan's clothes.

When Chu Mohan woke up, it was already evening.

The sunset is slanting in the west, reflecting on the windowsill, and the pale golden afterglow spills in, and the warm feeling makes people lazy and reluctant to get up.

Chu Mohan opened his eyes and saw a small body lying next to the bed, sleeping soundly. Chu Mohan listened attentively, there was a slight snoring sound in the next room, and it seemed that he was asleep.

Chu Mohan got out of bed lightly and came to the window. He stared at the lake in the distance, a hint of sorrow between his brows.

At this time, he didn't realize that his thoughts were all about Chu Wanxiang. Although he knew that she had eloped with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he still believed her. Because at that moment, he chose to catch up without hesitation, even if he was broken, he would go to Huangquan with her.

Chu Mohan came back to his senses and walked to the side of the bed to wake up Chu Wanxiang.

Chu Wanxiang rubbed her eyes and looked around blankly: "Lord Wang, you're awake."

Chu Mohan nodded: "Well, you fell asleep just now, I called you several times."

"Yes, no

up." Chu Wanxiang looked at him apologetically, "I shouldn't have fallen asleep."

Chu Mohan smiled: "Fool, I don't blame you. It's just that you've worked hard for the past few days."

Chu Wanxiang shook his head: "I don't feel hard, as long as I can cure my mother's illness, no matter how much grievances I suffer, it's worth it."

"Is your mother alright?"

Chu Wanxiang sighed: "Not yet, but I believe it will be fine soon."

"That's good." Chu Mohan raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "It's time for you to go to the academy, right?"

"Well, in an hour or so."

"I'll send you there." Chu Mohan helped her up, and then instructed, "Be careful on the road."

"I know." Chu Wanxiang nodded.

Chu Mohan accompanied her to the school, explained to the maid to take care of her, and left.

Chu Wanxiang was reading alone in the classroom, she didn't read a word, and her mind was not in the book at all. She was worried about Chu Mohan. Chu Mohan hadn't eaten all day, and he had drunk so much wine, he must have been uncomfortable. She wanted to find an excuse to take a leave of absence to go home, but she didn't dare to bring it up rashly because of the rules.

"Second Miss, your pastry." The maid brought the pastries and put them on the table, and when she saw that Chu Wanxiang was not giving up, she couldn't help but persuade, "You can eat some pastries, this is the osmanthus cake that the chef made for you."

"Thank you." Chu Wanxiang barely squeezed out a smile and took a piece to taste, it was really sweet and soft. She ate three pieces in a row, her stomach was full, and she was still thinking about Chu Mohan in her heart, and she couldn't help but feel upset.

Seeing this, the maid comforted, "The slave and maid see that the prince is still in good spirits, and it should be fine, you don't have to worry."

Chu Wanxiang shook his head: "He hurt his stomach when he was drunk, and he must be uncomfortable."

The maid doesn't know why.

Chu Wanxiang stood up and moved his muscles: "No, I'm going to boil medicine for the prince."

She had just taken a step when she was suddenly pulled back into her chair by a huge force.

"Oops!" Chu Wanxiang screamed in pain, touched her pinched waist, and glared at the culprit angrily.

Chu Mohan looked down at her condescendingly: "Where do you want to go?"

Chu Wanxiang puffed out her cheeks: "I'll go boil the medicine for you to drink."

Chu Mohan stared at her, his eyes flickering. After a moment, he retracted his expression, and his tone was gentle and slow: "Okay, then you wait for me."

Chu Wanxiang nodded obediently: "Hmm."

Chu Mohan put on his clothes and walked out.

Chu Wanxiang hurriedly shouted, "Lord Wang, where are you going?"

Chu Mohan stopped and turned his head to look at her.

Chu Wanxiang immediately changed her words: "I'm asking, when will we go home?"

Chu Mohan was silent for a moment and said, "I'm going to talk to the prince."

"Oh......" Chu Wanxiang nodded stunned.

"You stay here." Chu Mohan dropped this sentence and strode away.

Chu Wanxiang sat in a daze, and suddenly found that there was an extra chair next to her, and when she looked up, Chu Mohan actually sat down and looked at her, and suddenly panicked, and quickly looked away.