Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 926 - 925: Could It Be, Sick?

Chapter 926: Chapter 925: Could It Be, Sick?

"Master, master, Huzi has awoken, he really has awoken."

From a nearby small thatched cottage, Mrs. Sun ran out, sprinting to the riverside, and with a splash, kneeled down in front of Feng Dingchu.

"Master, thank you, thank you, Huzi really has awoken, thank you, master!"

Feng Dingchu didn’t speak.

Huzi would wake up, he had known this early on, so now, there was no surprise in his eyes.

"Mrs. Sun?" It was Chu Qianli who looked puzzled. What did this mean?

"What happened to Huzi?"

Mrs. Sun slowly got up, her voice hoarse, "My foolish boy, early this morning, saw a red ribbon hanging from a tree, thought it was yours, Miss, and climbed up to get it for you, but unexpectedly... unexpectedly he fell into the river."

"I wasn’t there at the time, and the river is very deep. Although Huzi can swim, the river was too cold, and he began to convulse..."

At this point, Chu Qianli guessed what had happened.

"So, you went into the river to rescue Huzi, not to... not to..." commit suicide?

Feng Dingchu still didn’t speak.

Mrs. Sun hurriedly continued, "Thanks to the master for pulling Huzi out and performing CPR, master said if we took Huzi inside he would wake up, we carried him into the house, and just after changing his clothes, he woke up."

"Master is truly an Immortal! I thank you on behalf of our Huzi, master! Master, Miss, the river is too cold, please come up quickly."

"Let’s, go up first, I’m freezing to death," Chu Qianli, knowing she’d misunderstood, now felt relieved, and suddenly noticed how chilly she felt.

Inadvertently, she sneezed.

"Then you...you’ve saved him, why would you still want to..."

Before she could finish, she couldn’t help but sneeze again.

This time, Feng Dingchu took her hand proactively, leading her towards the riverbank.

Chu Qianli then noticed, he was holding a shoe.

It wasn’t a large shoe, looked like it belonged to a boy...

Feng Dingchu handed the shoe to Mrs. Sun, who teared up with gratitude, "Master, just for a pair of shoes..."

"He only has this pair," Feng Dingchu dropped this remark, released Chu Qianli’s hand, and turned to leave.

His body was dripping wet, leaving a trail of water along the way.

Chu Qianli could almost imagine, soon he would return to a tree or rooftop, ignoring his soaked clothes, just finding a spot to sit.

Waiting for his clothes to dry in the breeze.

But in doing so, it was easy to catch a cold, especially now in early spring when it was still too cold.

Mrs. Sun, noticing their thoroughly wet clothes, her scalp tingling, said, "Master, Miss, your clothes... If you don’t mind, why don’t you come rest in my house for a while? I’ll boil some hot water for you to wash with and you can change into a dry set of clothes, would that be alright?"

Feng Dingchu ignored her.

However, Chu Qianli rushed over, grabbed his arm, and stubbornly pulled him back.

"We appreciate your kindness, Mrs. Sun."

"No need..."

Feng Dingchu wanted to refuse.

Chu Qianli couldn’t help it, and sneezed again.

Rubbing her nose, her voice hoarse, she said, "You might not be cold, but I am very cold, but if you don’t change your clothes, I can only accompany you... I’m really... very cold, achoo—"

...

Mrs. Sun boiled some hot water, and Chu Qianli managed to find a pair of clothes for each of them to change into.

But this time, Chu Qianli might have really gotten too cold.

After changing, she curled up on Mrs. Sun’s bed, and even under the blankets, she still felt chilled to the bone.

Could it be that she was sick now?

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