Reborn as Powerful Minister's Beloved
Chapter 69: Coming in Person

Chapter 69: Chapter 69: Coming in Person

"Fool, I’m still your cousin sister no matter what," Zheng Nianru said as she caressed the youth’s soft hair, her voice carrying a hint of sorrow.

Perhaps, Zheng Haoyuan’s future disposition would be greatly influenced by these experiences. Noble Consort Wen’s domineering tyranny had been far too harsh, and with Zheng Haoyuan being sensitive and fond of depending on others, he slowly became the absurdly bloodthirsty man he was later known to be.

"Fu Gong, these wounds are on you, and no one else is in pain because of them. If you don’t rest up properly, you’re just hurting yourself. Foolish, isn’t it?" Zheng Nianru said as she applied the medicine to the wounds, and she could feel the youth’s skin tense up from the pain.

Zheng Nianru lowered her head and gently blew on the injury, the coolness startling Zheng Haoyuan into awareness. The tautness of his skin seemed to relax in an instant, as he buried his head, wishing he were the patch of skin on his back, that most fortunate patch.

But then he thought, it was his back, his wound, and in an instant, the warm sensation suffused his entire body from his heart, reddening his cheeks, as he buried his face in the pillow, too shy to look up.

"Commandery Princess, let me help," said Fu Dong, feeling that it must be tiring for the princess to bend over like this.

Zheng Nianru nodded, and the youth looked up hastily, glaring threateningly at Cang Er.

Cang Er shivered all over but dared not keep silent.

"Sister Fu Dong, could you help hurry along the medicinal broth for me?"

Fu Dong looked up and saw the frail and pitiable Cang Er, feeling an additional pang of sympathy. Serving a master who was unloved by his parents and had a volatile temper, and with Ho Sheng being ill, Cang Er truly deserved pity.

"Alright, where is it? Lead the way, and I’ll have a look," said Fu Dong as she picked up the clothes from the floor to toss to a Palace Attendant. Cang Er quickly grabbed them with gratitude and led Fu Dong out.

Zheng Haoyuan buried his head in the pillow again while Zheng Nianru continued with the medicine. Her movements were not swift, even a bit clumsy from the unaccustomed servitude, but the youth never made a sound.

Cang Er was indeed clever. He quickly produced several novel trinkets that enticed Zheng Nianru to linger in the grand hall playing for another Shichen, until the sky turned dusky, when Zheng Nianru finally returned, with Fu Dong and Xue Liu still bearing a handful of those novel trinkets.

"Commandery Princess, it’s truly pitiful for the Fourth Prince to be injured and yet have no one to tend to him..." Xue Liu stepped into the Qishun Building’s gateway. Eunuch Cang Er surely knew how to curry favor; the private advantages he gave Xue Liu were indeed generous. Caressing the multi-colored tourmaline bead bracelet in her hand, she felt joy and spoke as sweetly as if her words were coated with honey.

However, Zheng Nianru’s pace halted, as the Qishun Building before her seemed somewhat different from usual.

After taking a few more steps, Zheng Nianru realized what was amiss with her sudden feeling.

Nanny Yun looked at her own Commandery Princess with a guilty glance, while Qi Jin and Qi Yu stood ramrod straight, their eyes fixed straight ahead as if they intended to transform themselves into a pair of decorative pillars.

"Qi Jin, Qi Yu, what brings you here?" Xue Liu approached with a cheerful smile, but before she could finish speaking, she sensed the tension in the air and promptly shut her mouth.

Qi Yu swept a glance at Xue Liu and shot her a look that suggested she was on her own.

Seeing this, Zheng Nianru had a rough idea who was inside the room. And it wasn’t her first visit; it was just inconvenient timing that had her away.

As Zheng Nianru stepped into her outer chamber, she saw Zheng Congyuan seated in the master’s place. Without stopping, she moved forward and saw Nian Xia on the ground, shivering in terror and casting pleading glances towards Zheng Nianru who had just entered.

"Nian Xia, I’m tired. Attend to me first so I can take a bath," said Zheng Nianru. Nian Xia let out a sigh of relief as if a burden had been lifted and glanced warily at Zheng Congyuan before rising to limp out of the room.

"Brother Crown Prince, what brings you here?" Weren’t you injured? How can you move so soon? The gravely wounded appearance from the other day didn’t seem to matter in the slightest now.

Zheng Congyuan looked at her, seemingly trying to detect a hint of guilt in Zheng Nianru’s expression or eyes, yet the young girl before him appeared as calm as if nothing had happened.

How could she act as though nothing had happened?!

"Where did you go?" Zheng Congyuan asked quietly. Even if he was impatient, he would not lose his composure more than Zheng Nianru.

"I went to see Fu Gong. Eunuch Cang Er from his side came to me several times, saying that Fu Gong had no one to take care of him..." Zheng Nianru moved forward cheerfully, willing to explain, even feeling that in her previous life, she had always been the one chasing after him to the point of almost breaking down.

Now, it was reversed, and Zheng Nianru found her mood quite good.

"Is everyone in Zheng Haoyuan’s palace dead? When did they need you to go? Can you treat illnesses, or can you take care of people?" Zheng Congyuan’s voice was cold, and Nanny Yun, who was waiting outside, was terrified. What was going on?

Zheng Nianru was slightly startled. Zheng Congyuan rarely got angry, and he almost never spoke to her with such severity, not even for the absurd and rebellious things she had done before.

"Zheng Congyuan, this is my business," Zheng Nianru tried to keep her voice steady. In the days to come, she wouldn’t let herself get upset. Ju Nanyi wouldn’t upset her, nor could he.

Qi Ling came out of Qishun Building’s small kitchen, just as he was about to enter, he heard Zheng Nianru’s statement, and he was about to step in.

"Clang clang clang—" A series of porcelain and wooden utensils falling to the ground startled everyone outside. Nanny Yun bit her lip, ready to rush in, but Qi Ling grabbed her by the collar and pulled her back.

"Let go," Zheng Nianru’s voice came from inside the house. Nanny Yun was anxious; the Commandery Princess was displeased.

"Nanny Yun, if you want our lord to be even angrier, then go ahead and charge in," Qi Ling said bluntly.

"Let go," Zheng Nianru struggled to free her wrist, which Zheng Congyuan had suddenly grabbed. Unable to break free, she swept the utensils on the table beside her onto the floor with a crash. Zheng Congyuan still did not let go, and Zheng Nianru bit down on his arm, tasting the blood in her mouth, while the man did not even grunt.

Zheng Nianru was tired, gasping for air as she looked at Zheng Congyuan. What was the point of this? In this life, they were like water and oil, living separate lives. Was it so hard to coexist?

"Zheng Haoyuan has been very distressed by Zheng Muyuan’s death, and he was beaten too. The eunuchs with him are sick, leaving only a few inexperienced little eunuchs behind. I just went to see how things were," Zheng Nianru regained a bit of patience, softening her tone. If they could communicate well, why escalate the situation? "Besides, he also has some mental distress..."

Zheng Congyuan remained silent. So you went to take care of him because he was sick. Have you forgotten there’s another patient?

Right, and that hostage from Nanmen State. Now any random person can catch your eye?

He did not remember Zheng Nianru being so kindhearted.

"What about that hostage from Nanmen State? Is he also sick? Hurt?" Zheng Congyuan didn’t even want to mention it. The name wasn’t worthy of being spoken by him.

Zheng Nianru was stunned, feeling a vague sense of guilt in her heart, and found herself unable to explain anything.

Damn, why was she feeling guilty! Should she feel guilty? Was it she who didn’t want anything? It was clearly Zheng Congyuan, who was stubborn as a mule and would never dare to break through that barrier. Until death, it was always about his kingdom, his righteousness, his duties, and his honor.

So, why should she feel guilty? She wasn’t bothering him; he should be happy about that.

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