Chapter 76 Can I Hold A Zheng’s Hand While Sleeping?

Chapter 76: Can I Hold A Zheng's Hand While Sleeping

The imperial physician trembled, quickly bowed and agreed, becoming even more cautious and careful in his movements.

Luo Yunchen slightly lowered his head, a slow, satisfied smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

It took the imperial physician over a quarter of an hour to completely remove all the bandages from Luo Yunchen's body.

The exposed skin was a blur of bloody red.

His chest was a crisscross of old and new sword and knife wounds, and his back was completely covered with bloody, cracked whip scars, too horrible to look at.

Su Zheng held his breath for a long time before slowly letting it out.

Seeing that the imperial physician was about to apply medicine to Luo Yunchen,

Su Zheng's voice was icy, barely suppressing his anger: "Use the best medicine for him!"

Hearing this, the imperial physician, holding a porcelain bottle, hesitated, not knowing whether to put it down or not.

He cupped his hands, wanting to explain a thing or two to Su Zheng.

But Su Zheng wouldn't listen to his nonsense at all. His voice turned even colder, his glare sweeping over the physician: "I said use the best medicine on him—the best! You deaf?"

The physician immediately dared not say another word. He changed to another porcelain bottle, applied medicine to Luo Yunchen, and re-bandaged the wounds.

After finishing treating Luo Yunchen, Su Zheng dismissed everyone.

He said to Luo Yunchen: "Come up, get inside."

"A Zheng..."

"You should sleep. Not obeying?"

"I'll obey!" Luo Yunchen smiled happily, carefully stepped over Su Zheng, and lay down on the inside of the bed.

Lying down, he still didn't sleep, just staring at Su Zheng.

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at A Zheng. He's handsome!"

"Look after you wake up. Now, close your eyes and sleep!"

Luo Yunchen bit his lip, tugged at Su Zheng's sleeve, and asked softly: "Can I hold A Zheng's hand while sleeping? I'm scared!"

"It's broad daylight. What is there to be afraid of?"

"Afraid that A Zheng will leave, afraid that A Zheng will disappear..."

Seeing Luo Yunchen's eyes well up, Su Zheng could only give him his hand: "Hold it, hold it. In my current state, where could I go?"

Hearing this, Luo Yunchen broke into a smile again, took Su Zheng's hand, laced their fingers together, and pressed it to his chest, gave Su Zheng one more glance, and then closed his eyes.

For several days in a row, Luo Yunchen had been running on sheer willpower.

Now that he saw Su Zheng had woken safely, the knot of anxiety in his chest temporarily loosened.

Once the tension dissolved, the moment Luo Yunchen closed his eyes he fell into a dead sleep and did not wake until evening.

Su Zheng kept touching Luo Yunchen's forehead and held his fingers under his nose to check his breathing.

The reason was that Luo Yunchen hadn't moved at all since falling asleep and showed no signs of waking, so Su Zheng couldn't help but think the worst.

After dinner time passed, Xu Mo, having heard no movement from the hall, also grew concerned and called from outside: "Your Highness, Young Master, shall I serve the meal?"

Su Zheng answered quietly, just loud enough for those outside to hear: "Come in."

As soon as Xu Mo stepped into the hall, he heard Su Zheng's hushed warning: "Quiet, don't wake him."

Xu Mo instantly understood—his master was finally willing to rest.

At the same time, he marveled that the Crown Prince could talk some sense into his master.

Xu Mo lowered his voice: "Does Your Highness wish to have the meal served?"

Su Zheng looked at Luo Yunchen out of the corner of his eye: "Just for me."

He'd let Luo Yunchen sleep his fill first.

Xu Mo bowed in silence and withdrew.

When he came back, he was carrying a tray.

Su Zheng ordered Xu Mo: "Fetch the low table and put it here, then set the bowls on it."

To set the low table in front of Su Zheng, Xu Mo had to step inside.

While arranging the low table, Xu Mo caught sight of the young man sleeping peacefully on his side, inside the bed.

He couldn't help but be astonished: this harmless, obedient young man sleeping so soundly was completely unlike the master who stood unyielding, cold and decisive, inspiring fear and awe—it was hard to picture them as the same person!

Then Xu Mo reflected: having served his master for many years, he knew his master was intelligent, mature for his age, and exceptionally brave; he had never dared to underestimate his lord.

He had even forgotten that his master was barely a teenager now!

As Xu Mo was sighing to himself, he suddenly heard a cold voice: "What are you looking at?"

Startled, Xu Mo quickly bowed his head and knelt to apologize.

Su Zheng sent him out.

Once the room was empty, Su Zheng turned to look at the young man at his side.

He studied the young man's features unashamedly. After a moment, he gave a soft chuckle and murmured: "With that innocent look of yours, you somehow end up looking pitifully cute."

The words were so soft they vanished the moment they left his lips; no one could make them out clearly.

Su Zheng pulled back his hand to eat.

But as soon as he moved his hand, Luo Yunchen grabbed it even tighter, his brows deeply furrowed as he murmured unconsciously: "A Zheng, don't leave, don't leave..."

Su Zheng had no choice but to stop struggling and eat with one hand.

When Xu Mo came to take the tray away, Su Zheng ordered: "Tell the kitchen to prepare some food and keep it warm. If Young Master Luo wakes up in the night, let him eat."

With the tray in hand, Xu Mo responded and backed out.

That night.

Luo Yunchen sure enough woke up.

Plenty of rest had perked him up a lot; the moment he opened his eyes, he was instantly alert and recalled everything that had happened before he fell asleep.

Luo Yunchen raised the hand that was intertwined with his, lowered his head, and kissed the back of Su Zheng's hand.

Looking up, he gazed adoringly at Su Zheng's sleeping face, his eyes brimmed with tender smiles and deep affection.

After a long pause, Luo Yunchen finally moved, leaning in to press a light kiss on the corner of Su Zheng's lips: "A Zheng..."

Then he released their intertwined hands, gently placed Su Zheng's hand down, and tapped Su Zheng's sleep-inducing pressure point to prevent him from being woken up.

Having done all this, Luo Yunchen called Xu Mo in.

"Master, you're awake!"

"Mm-hmm, how are the preparations outside going?"

"According to your plan, everything has been fully investigated and we are standing by."

"Good, secretly leak the evidence and information to the Shen faction. Our people don't need to come forward; continue to lie low. The Fifth Prince has lived long enough."

"Understood!"

"Covertly watch the Fifth Prince. Don't let him die; intervene if necessary."

Xu Mo did not understand why his master's words seemed contradictory, but he still obeyed without hesitation.

Luo Yunchen narrowed his eyes and murmured, "The Fifth Prince's life must be kept for A Zheng to play with, so of course it can't be thrown away casually. But sometimes, being alive doesn't mean you're really living."

Seeing Xu Mo still standing there without leaving, Luo Yunchen asked, "Is there anything else?"

Xu Mo took a breath, his tone no longer as businesslike as before, and quickly said, "Master, the Crown Prince ordered that if master wakes up during the night, I am to make sure you finish the meal!"

Luo Yunchen paused, then the corners of his mouth uncontrollably lifted, breaking into a joyful smile.

His hand caressed Su Zheng's cheek, stroking it, unable to stop himself: "A Zheng, you're so good to me..."