On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 253 If This Is Not Love

"The girl here had an accident in the palace for some reason. She was taken by the emperor to the Imperial Preceptor for treatment. After the prince found out, he specially brought you back to recuperate. During this period, the imperial doctor, the imperial physician in the palace, and even the Imperial Preceptor I don’t know how many times I went back and forth.”

"But in the end it had no effect." When Rong'er said this, he seemed to be thinking of that frightening time, and his tone was dull.

"Then, the Imperial Master said that the prince and the girl can be linked together by a spell. In this way, the prince can bring out your soul."

It turned out to be the case.

Ye Zhiyu finally understood why he saw Feng Wuming in his dream.

And why did he feel better after seeing Feng Wuming?

It turned out that it was Xiao Qingrang who cast a curse on Feng Wuming, linking himself to his soul.

"What are the disadvantages of this spell?" Ye Zhiyu asked with a frown.

If this spell was a good thing, Xiao Qingrang wouldn't use it at the last moment.

There are probably some disadvantages.

She should have known earlier and taken precautions.

Rong'er said: "I heard that in the future, prince and girl, your pain will be connected. If one party is injured, the other party will also bear the corresponding pain."

Synaesthesia of the five senses, that’s what it turns out to be.

Ye Zhiyu drank the medicine in the bowl and thought about something.

She didn't blame Feng Wuming or Xiao Qingrang.

In that case, being able to save one's life is already the best thing, so why should it be so harsh?

It's just...the disadvantage of this spell is that it ties the two people together.There are many things that Ye Zhiyu has to consider in the long term.

The most intuitive thing is that when I collect Feng Wuming's blood from now on, I will feel pain.

It's really turning around.

Seeing Rong'er still standing there, Ye Zhiyu asked, "Is there anything else?"

Rong'er bit her lip, looking like she was hesitant to speak.

"I don't know if I should say it."

Ye Zhiyu smiled, "If you and I have anything to say, it doesn't matter."

Rong'er then spoke with a tangled look on his face, "Girl, I think the prince... does he like you?"

"Ahem—" Ye Zhiyu choked on his own saliva in shock.

"How do you understand this without personal experience?"

Rong'er's eyes widened, "This matter is a mystery to the authorities, and it is clear to onlookers. The girl has seen several pairs of lovers get married in the past few years. What the prince did is nothing like what a man who is deeply in love would do. two."

"Besides, if you don't like her, why would the prince do this? Just let the girl die."

Ye Zhiyu's expression was a little complicated and he didn't speak.

Because she had spoken too harshly, Rong'er curled her lips and added, "But everyone's temperament may be different."

When Ye Zhiyu heard this, he went down the ladder and simply changed the subject.

"You worked hard these days when I was in coma."

"But..." Ye Zhiyu paused, "As for Feng Wuming, he is probably just afraid that no one will treat him after I die. After all, his medical list has been posted for so long, and I am the only one who came here to reveal it, right? ?”

"So, we just get what we need."

"Mother, the candied fruits are here——"

Xiaofeng Tuan's voice was heard in the distance.

Seeing this, Rong'er didn't speak again.

The girl said that everyone gets what he needs, so that's it.It’s just that their human emotions are really complicated. If this is not love, then what is love?
Ye Zhiyu took the candied fruit and swallowed it under the expectant eyes of the two little dumplings.

The sweet and sour taste is quite to her liking.

"Is this the preserves from that shop in the south of the city? Only the sweet and sour ones made by him are to my liking." Ye Zhiyu couldn't help but sigh when he woke up and could eat the food he liked.

"If I tell you, you are really a foodie."

Feng Wuming's voice sounded, and he stepped into the door.

His eyes stopped when he saw Ye Zhiyu.It was as if she was the only one left in the world.

There was a strange feeling exploding in his heart, but he couldn't tell what it was.

All in all, this was the first time Ye Zhiyu saw her alive after she woke up.

Last time, in order not to disturb her rest, I only said a few words in a hurry and left.Ye Zhiyu was also lying on the bed in anger, and his whole body was very weak.

Although her lips are white now, she can still stand up.

Also a good thing.

Seeing Feng Wuming coming, Rong'er had the good sense to leave with the two little dumplings.

Originally, these two little dumplings were probably unwilling to leave their mother.

But for some reason, he left obediently this time.

Before leaving, he greeted Feng Wuming very politely.

Ye Zhiyu thought that Feng Wuming had taken good care of the two of them during the time when he was unconscious.

That's why the two little dumplings left so happily.

Ye Zhiyu felt a little grateful in his heart, but then he thought of the relationship between the two of them, and it immediately disappeared without a trace.

"Why did the prince come here today?" Ye Zhiyu struggled and lay back on the bed. Her body was too weak now.

After standing for a while, the wound hurt and I couldn't stand.

You still have to lie down and recuperate.

Seeing how difficult it was for Ye Zhiyu to move, Feng Wuming wanted to lend a hand to help.But the outstretched hand finally stopped in mid-air, and was retracted into a fist.

Ye Zhiyu also lay down on the bed on his own.

She was calm and composed, and didn't feel there was anything wrong with her posture at all.

Feng Wuming just twitched the corner of his mouth and didn't say anything.I have long been used to Ye Zhiyu's sometimes rude behavior.

In his eyes, if Ye Zhiyu was knowledgeable and sensible, he would no longer be Ye Zhiyu.

"I'm here to see if you are still alive." Feng Wuming dusted off his robe and sat opposite Ye Zhiyu.

The words that came out of his mouth were as ugly as ever.

Ye Zhiyu folded his hands and rested his chin, quite speechless, "My lord, you worked so hard to revive me. No matter what, I don't dare to die like this."

He was not beaten to death by the Queen Mother, but Feng Wuming was about to be pissed to death.

Feng Wuming curled his lips, "It's good that you know that I have put in all the effort. You owe me a huge favor this time."

"How does Doctor Wang plan to pay off the debt?"

"This is difficult to handle. If the prince saves people in order to repay him, then he should find out whether this person has the ability to repay him before rescuing him."

"The prince is neither short of money nor power, and the little girl really has nothing to repay. If not...then I will give my life to you, right?"

Ye Zhiyu blinked his eyes and smiled slyly.

Feng Wuming's heart was in a state of confusion for a moment, and the girl's clever words of "I pledge myself to you" rang in his ears.His hands suddenly clenched into fists.

(End of this chapter)