In an instant, Bai Susu felt her heart flutter more and more for Feng Qiwu.
And this guy probably has no idea how seductive his actions are!
Feng Qiwu was a martial artist by nature, exceptionally sharp, especially since he was holding Bai Susu.
Noticing Bai Susu’s heart pounding erratically, Feng Qiwu abruptly paused, somewhat nervous, "Susu, what’s wrong?"
Hearing this, Bai Susu was taken aback, "Huh? Nothing’s wrong with me?"
"Then why is your heart beating so fast?" Feng Qiwu asked, looking puzzled.
This is so embarrassing.
But soon Bai Susu cleared her throat softly, looked at him with slight embarrassment, and said, "Isn’t it because you’re holding me ?"
"Just because I’m holding you?" Feng Qiwu grew even more confused.
Usually holding her, he hadn’t seen her heart pounding so wildly like a drum.
Bai Susu blushed seeing his look of confusion, "Yeah, who’s telling you to princess-carry me?"
Forgive her, she’s just a clueless old lady.
Having such a stunningly handsome guy princess-carrying her, how could she not be excited?
Feng Qiwu saw her excited yet shy expression, his gaze deepened.
The next moment he asked in a casual tone, "So, you like it when I hold you ?"
"Ahem, I guess so," Bai Susu whispered.
"I understand, from now on, I will hold you more often," Feng Qiwu suddenly said upon hearing her.
But in his heart, he thought: Her demands from him are so minimal.
She must really love him to get so thrilled over a simple, casual embrace.
In the future, he would surely give her more to let her know, being Feng Qiwu’s woman, even if she wanted the stars and moon from the sky, he would fulfill her wish at any cost.
However, upon hearing Feng Qiwu’s words, Bai Susu couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth secretly.
Uh...she hadn’t exactly asked to be princess-carried more often, right?
But since this is how he understood it, why not.
After all, who would dislike being embraced by a handsome man!
Before sleeping, naturally the two of them shared some intimate moments.
So after Feng Qiwu fell asleep, a furious-eyed Feng Qitong couldn’t wait to come out.
That damned guy, how could this temperamental beast gain his sister’s wholehearted love!
All because this guy suppressed him during the day, not letting him come out. Otherwise, it would have been him having sweet love talks with his sister.
He really wanted to hear his sister’s tender and moving words of affection himself, sob sob sob!
Reaching out to hold Bai Susu’s soft body, Feng Qitong gently whispered in her ear, "Sister, wake up and give me a kiss, please?"
He hadn’t received a kiss from his sister in several days, sob sob sob.
However, Bai Susu was now absorbed in medical books daily, taxing her energy and nerves, and had to occasionally deal with Feng Qiwu’s demands. She simply had no extra energy to handle the clingy Feng Qitong.
She was sleeping too soundly.
And Feng Qitong couldn’t bear to wake her loudly, so no matter how many times he called her, Bai Susu remained unresponsive.
Seeing this, Feng Qitong was so frustrated he almost hit the bed!
A moment later, he sat up with a face full of reluctance, angrily pondering how to monopolize Bai Susu at night.
Not long after, he suddenly let out a cold laugh.
That damn guy is always touching his sister at every opportunity, right?
If he drained all the body’s energy, let’s see how that guy has the strength for his sister tomorrow!
Thinking of this, Feng Qitong stopped sleeping with Bai Susu, got up and tucked Bai Susu’s blanket, then quickly dressed himself and returned to the Eastern Palace.
Upon entering the Eastern Palace, Feng Qitong walked expressionlessly toward the hot spring bath inside.
After sending all the idle people away, he looked down, glanced at himself, and jumped into the hot spring bath to start his mischievous acts.
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Let’s see tomorrow if that guy will be exhausted!
If he gets tired, he’ll sleep early naturally.
If he sleeps early, his own time to come out would also be earlier.
Feng Qiwu never thought the other personality would use such a self-indulgent trick on their shared body.
The next morning when he woke up, he sensed something wasn’t quite right with his body.
Realizing this wasn’t his usual morning state, Feng Qiwu’s face darkened, somewhat understanding what was going on.
Instantly, he gritted his teeth, coldly muttering in his heart, "Just you wait! If this leaves my body drained, and causes problems, even if I become a eunuch, I won’t spare you!"
Then, his face a tad pale, he said to Xiao Quanzi, "Instruct the kitchen to prepare more nourishing meals in the coming days."
He didn’t want to end up like the Emperor, with the spirit but not the strength, being despised by concubines and running off with his son.
Of course, Susu would definitely not be like that promiscuous Consort Li!
But his male pride absolutely wouldn’t allow him to falter!
Hearing this, Xiao Quanzi was momentarily shocked.
The next moment, thrilled by some thought, he eagerly said inside, "I understand, Your Highness! Rest assured, your servant will ensure you are brimming with vigor and vitality!"
Inwardly, he was thinking: It seems His Highness was quite the warrior last night! To the point of needing nourishment!
But hearing Xiao Quanzi’s words, Feng Qiwu’s face turned dark, looking at him menacingly, "Are you saying I need supplements to be mighty?"
If you can’t speak properly, just shut up!
Upon hearing Feng Qiwu, Xiao Quanzi quickly and fearfully knelt down, "Please calm your anger, Your Highness. Your servant had no such intentions, only meant that after consuming too much last night, a bit of nourishment would quickly restore your vigor!"
However, Feng Qiwu’s face turned even darker.
He kicked Xiao Quanzi over, coldly saying, "You talk too much!"
Then he left, sweeping his sleeves.
After he left, Xiao Quanzi expertly got up from the ground, rubbed his aching waist where Feng Qiwu had kicked him, daring to feel no grievance, instead grateful Feng Qiwu didn’t just kill him.
His Highness is merciful to his own!
Though he really didn’t understand what he said that touched the Crown Prince’s nerve?
In a bad mood, Feng Qiwu was like he had taken gunpowder early in the morning, with a frigid face, mercilessly and sharply rebuking ministers in court, with a palpable low pressure.
For a moment, all the ministers couldn’t help but wonder nervously: Who had angered this person again?
This court is impossible to attend!
Even Feng Qingyang didn’t look pleased.
Why was the Crown Prince losing his temper so early?
But seeing Feng Qiwu’s clear agitation between his brows, he roughly understood why.
It seems the rage syndrome struck again?