Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved-Chapter 126 - : Can the Candle Flame Be Extinguished?

Chapter 126: Chapter 126: Can the Candle Flame Be Extinguished?

Murong Jiu huddled under the covers, with the world outside extremely quiet. Chun Tao had assisted her with bathing and left, and at this moment, Qiyun Courtyard was completely empty.

She could almost hear Jun Yuyan’s bathing sounds from the neighboring bathhouse.

Her cheeks grew redder and redder, almost suffocating in a thin layer of sweat, and the Exotic Fragrance was also emitting, filling the room with an ambiguous atmosphere.

She carefully touched her belly, knowing that because she was carrying twins, her stomach was larger than that of an average pregnant woman, already protruding significantly, far from her initial perfect figure. She wondered anxiously if Jun Yuyan would dislike her for it.

Murong Jiu’s mind was filled with all sorts of chaotic thoughts under the quilt, not even realizing when Jun Yuyan had arrived until he pulled back the covers. She curled up inside like a boiled shrimp, her whole body radiating a pale, delicate pink.

“Ah Jiu, you’re almost sweating, let me wipe it off for you.”

Jun Yuyan looked at her flushed cheeks, his throat moved slightly, and he took out a handkerchief to wipe the thin sweat from her forehead, moving slowly downward.

Suddenly, Murong Jiu stopped his hand, whispering softly, “My Prince, can you, can you extinguish the candles?”

Jun Yuyan couldn’t help but chuckle, nodding, “All right.”

With a wave of his hand, several bursts of Inner Strength were thrown out, extinguishing the candle flames with a response.

But what Ah Jiu didn’t know was that someone like him, trained in martial arts, could still see things clearly even in pitch darkness…

…

The next day, she woke to find it was already late in the morning.

The warmth had long left her side, and she had no idea when Jun Yuyan had gotten up.

Thinking of what had happened last night, Murong Jiu’s face was flushed with a rosy glow, and she pulled the quilt over her face.

“Miss, are you awake?”

Chun Tao’s voice came from outside.

Murong Jiu hurriedly responded.

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Chun Tao came in carrying a copper basin, first assisting Murong Jiu with dressing. When she saw the red marks all over her mistress’s body, her own face turned red, and she spat out, “How could the son-in-law be so rough, not knowing at all how to cherish beauty!”

Murong Jiu defended Jun Yuyan, “Chun Tao, it looks worse than it is. My skin is just too delicate, any mark leaves a trace, but it doesn’t hurt, the Prince was very careful.”

“Yes, yes, of course, Miss would speak for your son-in-law!”

Chun Tao pursed her lips to suppress a laugh, delighted to see the Miss and son-in-law growing so close.

Teased, Murong Jiu’s face felt hot again, and she changed the subject, “When did the Prince get up?”

“He left early in the morning on some business, he commanded me not to wake you and let you sleep in. Oh, there’s also something else, Zhen Zhu was taken away by the Prince’s guard, I’m not sure where to.”

Murong Jiu immediately understood that the Prince intended to deal with Zhen Zhu.

Although keeping Zhen Zhu around was useful, after last night’s event, not allowing her in Qiyun Courtyard would still be a disaster.

Jun Yuyan surely did not want his bedroom affairs to be disclosed to outsiders by Zhen Zhu.

She said to Chun Tao, “Zhen Zhu probably won’t be coming back. You should find Steward Lin later and pick out a few maids. From now on, you just need to stay close and attend to me. Leave things like washing and hair combing to others.”

“But I’m afraid others won’t serve you well, Miss. I can do it alone.”

Murong Jiu smiled and said, “I know our Chun Tao is the most capable, but you’ll have an even more important task, and that is to keep an eye on the food and drink for me and the Prince from now on.”

The Second Prince was the desperate type, as Zhen Zhu, while still in the mansion, had repeatedly brought up helping Yun Weiwei with her heart disease, showing that the Second Prince was indeed very anxious.

Now that Zhen Zhu was dealt with, and the Second Prince couldn’t plant anyone else inside, he might out of desperation have someone tamper with our food.

Chun Tao immediately patted her chest, promising to take good care of her and the Prince’s three meals.

After the meal, Jun Yuyan still hadn’t returned, so Murong Jiu walked around to visit her master and Xiao Wen.

The master’s room was filled with familiar medicinal scents. This man, despite his age, was still as obsessed with medicine as ever.

Initially, Murong Jiu worried that he wouldn’t be able to stay at the Prince Mansion, but it turned out she was concerned over nothing. Jun Yuyan had provided plenty of medicinal materials, and had even collected many rare medical books, which would be enough to keep him content for several more years.

Murong Jiu then asked about the issue with Marquis Murong and his wife’s poison tumors.

“They, ah, brought it upon themselves. If they hadn’t mistreated you back then, they wouldn’t have needed to suffer like this,”

the master gleefully rejoiced in their misfortune.

The carbuncles had turned into poison tumors, and the couple was covered in hard lumps all over their bodies, making it uncomfortable to either lie down or sit. Not only were they an unpleasant sight, but they were also tormented by the pain of the poison every night, which was truly worse than death.

Recently, people from the Marquis Mansion had been sent daily to find Murong Jiu to treat the couple, but she hadn’t seen any of them. Eunuch Shi and Steward Lin had turned them away.

Murong Jiu likewise smirked slightly, pleased with the outcome.

After all, it was Jun Yuyan who had ordered someone to administer the poison.

In Xiao Wen’s room, on the other hand, there were books everywhere, many of them primers. However, the ones Xiao Wen often perused were the basic medical books given to him by the master.

Xiao Wen was very interested in medicine and also had some talent for it. When the master was free, he would give some guidance. Even when the master was busy, Xiao Wen would often come to her.

Murong Jiu knew that Xiao Wen was still haunted by his mother Lady Yu’s death. That was why he wanted to learn medicine—to be able to save those he wished to save in the future.

After teaching him some content he had not understood in recent days, Murong Jiu returned to Qiyun Courtyard.

Pregnancy made one prone to drowsiness, so she took a short nap. Then Chun Tao came to report,

“Miss, Steward Lin says that there are people from the Su Family here to visit you.”

It must be Lady Yao, the important woman in Su Kai’s heart.

Murong Jiu quickly said, “Quickly help me change my clothes, and have someone wait in the reception hall first.”

She swiftly changed her clothes, tidied up her hair and went to the hall where guests were received.

She had thought there would be several youngsters from the Su Family, but only one woman was seated in the hall.

She wore a light green dress, appeared somewhat frail, with a simple hairdo adorned only by a plum blossom jade hairpin.

Her features were delicate; although not stunningly beautiful, she had a charm of her own.

Murong Jiu smiled and said, “You must be Lady Yao.”

“In response to the Princess Consort, I am indeed Lady Yao. Coming to visit today, I hope the Princess Consort won’t despise my humble status,”

Lady Yao spoke softly, her eyes brimming with a smile that did not quite reach their depths, carrying a subtle hint of sorrow all around her.

Murong Jiu’s mouth held a smile, “You are the woman beloved by the Princely Heir Su; that status alone is sufficient.”

Had it been any other woman, she probably would have shown a sweet, shy smile filled with happiness.

Yet Murong Jiu noticed Lady Yao only pretended to be coy; her eyes briefly flashed with hatred.

Even though it was fleeting, she caught it.

Murong Jiu casually conversed with Lady Yao, who seemed rather enthusiastic, asking about how she felt being pregnant, how many months the child was, and related matters, as if she wanted to forge a good relationship through these conversations.

But Murong Jiu heard the probing in her voice.