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Chapter 283: Progress

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

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Princess Hui An went to look for him.

However, when she arrived at the place of the accident, Wei Ting had already left. He was neither on the pleasure boat where the person was saved nor in the Pearl Pavilion next door.

“I’m so angry!”

Princess Hui An stomped her feet.

The news of Wei Ting becoming a monk in the throne room could be said to have spread like wildfire in the capital. This time, he returned to the capital in a low profile, and not many people knew about it.

The emperor did not immediately let him return to the court, probably to warn him.

After this incident, Wei Ting’s whereabouts could probably not be hidden anymore.

After returning to Pear Blossom Alley, Wei Ting asked Su Xiaoxiao to return to her room to change her clothes.

“I’ll boil the water.”

With that, he turned and entered the kitchen.

The weather in the capital was very strange. It didn’t look cold. When she went into the water, she was so cold that she felt prickly.

She was busy saving that man just now and did not care that she was cold. Only when she got into the carriage did she start to shiver.

She took off her wet clothes and wrapped herself in a thick blanket.

After Wei Ting boiled hot water, he made a brazier and sent it in.

Su Xiaoxiao took a comfortable hot bath.

Wei Ting went to make ginger soup.

If Matriarch Wei knew about her grandson’s series of actions, she would most likely be frightened silly.

Did this spoiled brat actually know how to take care of others?

It was Wei Ting’s first time cooking ginger soup. It was a little burnt and the taste was not flattering.

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Looking at the blisters on his fingertips, Su Xiaoxiao sniffed and finished the ginger soup in her bowl.

After she rested, Wei Ting returned to his room.

In the middle of the night, Wei Ting was worried and came over to see her again.

Su Xiaoxiao was still sick.

When she was bedridden after that time on the mountain, she was poisoned, so strictly speaking, this was Su Xiaoxiao’s first illness after coming to this world. Her forehead was hot, and her face flushed, but her hands and feet were cold.

Su Xiaoxiao wrapped herself tightly in the blanket and rubbed her forehead against Wei Ting’s palm. ‘Wei Ting, I’m so cold.”

Wei Ting frowned slightly and opened the cabinet. There were no more blankets, so he went next door, took his blanket, and covered Su Xiaoxiao.

“Are you still cold?” he asked.

“Yes.” Su Xiaoxiao nodded with a pale face.

The little fat peacock, who was s valiant in the day, became listless. Wei Ting wrapped the blanket tightly around her. “I’ll get a physician!”

Su Xiaoxiao said in a low voice, “No need. I’m a physician myself. There’s medicine in the first aid kit. Help me take it out.”

“Yes, this?” Wei Ting took out the first aid kit from the small basket.

He often saw her taking medicine from here. It turned out to be called a first aid kit.

Su Xiaoxiao replied weakly, “There’s a thermometer in the first pocket on the second floor. Give it to me.”

Wei Ting used a thermometer and knew what it looked like. He took it out and handed it to her.

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t know, but she was shocked. It was 39-5 degrees. No wonder she felt weak.

Wei Ting took out a small white tablet. “Are you going to eat this?”

When Xiaohu’s canine teeth were in pain and caused a fever, he had taken this medicine.

Su Xiaoxiao nodded. Wei Ting asked, “How many?”

Su Xiaoxiao replied, “Two.”

Wei Ting took two pills, put the bottle back, and went to the kitchen to pour warm water.

Su Xiaoxiao lay on the bed obediently and widened her black eyes. No one knew what she was looking at.

Xiaohu was also like this when he was feverish.

“Medicine,” Wei Ting said.

After a while, Su Xiaoxiao shook her head slowly. “No.”

Wei Ting said, “You’re a doctor. Are you not taking medicine when you’re sick?”

Su Xiaoxiao said, “I’m not anymore.” She was a patient.

What kind of childish tone was this?

She must have been confused by the fever…

Wei Ting sat down on the bed. “What will it take for you to take the medicine?” Su Xiaoxiao said nothing.

Wei Ting looked at her deeply. “You don’t want me to feed you mouth to mouth, do you?”

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and looked at him in shock. “So you want to feed me mouth to mouth?”

Wei Ting wondered how it became what he wanted.

In the end, Su Xiaoxiao sat up and took the medicine.

She had taken the medicine, but she refused to sleep again. Her eyes were as wide as copper bells. Wei Ting looked at her strangely. “Aren’t you sleepy?”

Su Xiaoxiao said, “Sleepy.”

Wei Ting said, “Why aren’t you sleeping?” Su Xiaoxiao said stubbornly, “I won’t sleep.”

Wei Ting was helpless. “What’s wrong this time?”

Su Xiaoxiao said seriously, “There’s a calming component in the medicine. If I fall asleep, what if you plot against me? I definitely won’t wake up.”

It was already so late, but Father Su and the children were still not back. They were probably going to spend the night outside.

Only the two of them were left in the house.

Did this girl think he would take the opportunity to do something to her?

Wei Ting sneered. “I really want to do something to you. I can still do it if Father and Ergou are at home. Must I pick a time when you’re sick? According to you, this medicine… You would have already fallen asleep… What’s the point?”

Su Xiaoxiao said, “Who knows? Perhaps you like it.”

Wei Ting was speechless.

Su Xiaoxiao was so sleepy that she yawned and refused to close her eyes obediently.

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Wei Ting was also convinced.

He extinguished the oil lamp on the table, lifted the blanket , and lay down.

Su Xiaoxiao complained, “You really can’t wait!”

Wei Ting stretched out his arm and pulled her into his arms. “Yes, I can’t wait to plot against you, so quickly fall asleep.”

Su Xiaoxiao snuggled into his arms and leaned her head against his chest. She found a comfortable position and snorted. “I knew it!”

Wei Ting’s lips curled up.

Wei Ting hugged her and pressed his cold chin against her burning forehead.

“Sleep.”

Su Xiaoxiao reached out her chubby claws and touched his tight eight-pack. She fell asleep in satisfaction.

It drizzled again during the night.

Jing Yi stood at the entrance of Pear Blossom Alley for a long time.

Bai Ze came over with an umbrella and raised it above his head. “Young Marquis, go back.”

Jing Yi was drenched in the rain, and the rain slid down his handsome face.

“Bai Ze, why did she come to the capital?” “This… I don’t know.”

“Is Wei Ting planning to marry her?”

They investigated the matters in the countryside and roughly figured out the ins and outs.

Wei Ting was chased by the Third Prince’s subordinates and was seriously injured. He was picked up by Miss Su’s father, Su Cheng.

Coincidentally, Miss Su had just been dumped by a scholar from the neighboring village.

Hence, Su Cheng made Wei Ting his live-in son-in-law.

Wei Ting needed to recuperate and avoid the pursuit of the Third Prince. He needed a cover-up identity and being the “live-in son-in-law” of the Su family was the most appropriate identity.

Bai Ze continued, “Perhaps he brought Miss Su to the capital to repay the Su family for saving his life.”

Jing Yi said, “Why wouldn’t he just bring her back to the Wei family?”

Bai Ze sighed. “Young Marquis, with Miss Su’s status, she can’t be the daughter-in-law of the Wei family.”

It was already difficult to be a concubine, so she could only be a mistress..