Title: ChongFei Manual
Chapter: 032.1 out of 171
Zhu Geng had said she only had a stomachache from overeating. From Zhao Jie's current glance, that didn't seem true. If it were an ordinary stomachache, she would have recovered within three days, but she remained listless even now. Not only was she still sick, she looked worse than before. On the square, Chinese cedar table near the front of her bed, there was a bowl of medicine that was probably meant for her to drink. Zhao Jie didn't say anything.
Next to him, Wei Kun said, "Ah Luo, Prince Jing came here to visit you under the Empress's order. Are you feeling better? Did you obediently drink your medicine?"
Wei Luo looked at the medicine. She shook her head twice and said, "Before I had time to drink it, daddy had come here."
Although Empress Chen was concerned about Wei Luo's health, she didn't expressly say anything. She only hoped that he would show a gesture of goodwill towards Wei Luo. She wouldn't have expected that Zhao Jie would personally visit her.
Zhao Jie looked at that delicate, small face. He sat down on her bed and stretched out his hand to pick up the white porcelain bowl that had blue water lilies. He scooped up a small spoonful of medicine and brought it to her lips.
"Liu Li has been bored since you haven't been going to the palace. She asked me to tell you that she misses you." He was smiling as he said, "How did you get sick when you were perfectly all right before? Could it possibly be the result of you eating too many grapes that time?"
It was okay when he didn't mention that time. As soon as he said those words, Wei Luo was angry. That blabbermouth!
Wei Luo's puffed out her cheeks and looked at him resentfully. Her small face was helplessly adorable.
"Big brother, don't mention that again."
Zhao Jie couldn't resist laughing. Okay, he won't mention that anymore. She was sick, so he won't continue teasing her.
"Come here and drink your medicine."
Wei Luo opened her mouth to drink. The bitter and smelly medicine quickly filled her mouth. She pursed her lips and the rest of her face scrunched up in distaste. Although medicine was bitter, it still had to be drunk.
Zhao Jie fed her the medicine spoonful by spoonful. By the time she finally finished, her eyes were gleaming with tears. Zhao Jie used his thumb to wipe away her tears.
With a smile on his face, he said, "Since you know it doesn't taste good, recover quickly so that you won't have to keep drinking it."
As he spoke, he saw her take out a small enamel case with a lotus pattern from beneath her pillow. She opened the box to take out a purple candy to eat. The suffering on her face quickly disappeared and only a sweet satisfaction was left behind.
Zhao Jie contemplatively asked, "What's that?" His voice was neither too fast nor too slow.
Ah Luo held the box carefully as if it was treasure.
With a proud look, she informed him, "Chang Hong gave this to me. There are many different types of candy inside. They're all very sweet."
Zhao Jie unhurriedly said, "Oh." His expression didn't change and he was stilling looking at her.
Wei Luo quickly thought. Since she had already taken her candy out, should she also offer him one to try? Otherwise, he would think she was too stingy. Without a better option, she picked out an orange round candy from the box and reluctantly brought it close this face.
"Big brother, try one."
Zhao Jie curved his lips. He usually didn't like to eat sweet things. But since this girl had brought it to his lips, he didn't refuse. He ate it directly from her hand. It was indeed very sweet. Underneath the first layer of sugar, there was an overwhelming tangerine filling that poured out. His mouth overflowed with sweetness and he almost didn't hide his reaction. Seeing the young girl's hopeful expression, he couldn't resist rubbing the spaced between her eyebrows.
"En, very sweet."
When Wei Luo smiled, her eyes were like crescent moons and her sickly face looked better. Her entire body became spirited.
Zhao Jie missed seeing her vigorous and lively self. When she was like a fiery chili pepper, his mood couldn't help but improve when he saw her. He put down the empty bowl on the square table near the bed.
He stood up and said to Wei Kun, "This prince's residence has rare and precious medicine. If fourth miss needs it, don't hesitate to send someone to request it. Just say that it was this prince's gesture of goodwill."
(T/N: I almost forgot that Wei Luo's dad was also in the room with them.)
Wei Kun was overwhelmed by this favor and profusely thanked him. In fact, after the doctor had issued his instructions, she was mostly okay. But, it was rare of Prince Jing to show such considerate and kind feelings. Even if he later didn't fetch that medicine, he still had to thank him.
Everyone in the capital knew that the fifteen-year-old Prince Jing was person who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance. His methods were vicious. If a person provoked him, then that person wouldn't have a good ending. Conversely, if you could obtain his good graces, then you wouldn't have to worry about anything in the capital.
Last time in Huguo temple (where Ah Luo was almost sold off to slave traders), he saved Ah Luo. And now, he also came to visit her when she was sick. These two people could be considered to be fated together. No wonder, Prince Jing was more caring towards her compared to how he treated other people.
Since Wei Luo wasn't Zhao Jie's daughter, it would be inappropriate for him to continue staying any longer. He left her room with Wei Kun.
Standing in the outside corridor, he said, "Let Ah Luo focus on recovering from her sickness the next few days. She doesn't need to rush going back to the palace. It won't be too late for her to go back once she feels better."
Wei Kun nodded. He respectfully walked him to the entrance to send him off. After Wei Kun saw him siting down in his imperial carriage, he turned around to go back.