Chapter 2025
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Her heart was trembling, but she did not resist and allowed him to kiss her.
Young Master Su was kissing her passionately with his eyes closed when he suddenly smelled a faint hibiscus fragrance. Once he smelled this fragrance, his mind suddenly returned to normal.
He suddenly pushed Princess Royal away and sat up. He opened his eyes wide and saw that the woman he was passionately kissing was actually Princess Royal and not Little Yue'er.
He angrily stared at Princess Royal, "You, how could it be you? Wasn't it Little Yue'er? How could it be you? "
If he did not smell the hibiscus fragrance that Princess Royal often used, he would still be in his imagination and would not wake up.
Princess Royal saw Young Master Su mercilessly push her away and she hurriedly said: "It's me, it's always been me. Yue'er didn't come at all. You were confused by the fever and mistook me for her … … "
"How could it be? How could I mistook you for her? Did you use the same trick again and take advantage of me when I was confused? "Young Master Su angrily clenched his fists.
Princess Royal roared: "I didn't, this time you took the initiative. You mistook me for Yue'er's substitute and you took the initiative to kiss me. It has nothing to do with me. "
"Really?" When Young Master Su heard this, his pupils suddenly slackened. He muttered, "So you weren't the Yue'er. Why didn't she come? Why didn't she come to see me? Why! "
After he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his head. With a "dong" sound, he fell back onto the bed.
Seeing that Young Master Su had suffered a serious blow, Princess Royal hurriedly said: "You have a fever. Just wait, I will take care of you. Someone come, quickly go and get some cold water. This princess wants to reduce the heir's fever. "
"Princess, the cold water is here." Lian Qiao, who had been standing outside with a basin of water, hurried in after hearing Princess Royal's shout.
In fact, she had arrived a long time ago, but she had heard Princess Royal and the Crown Prince talking, so she had not come in to disturb them.
Seeing Lian Qiao coming in with a copper basin, Princess Royal hastily said, "Come, quickly, give me the handkerchief."
As she spoke, she quickly soaked the handkerchief and wrung it dry. Then, she placed the handkerchief on Young Master Su's forehead.
When Young Master Su realized that the person who came to see him was not Yun Ruoyue, he was so angry that he tore off the handkerchief on his forehead and threw it to the ground. "Go away, I don't want her. I only want Yue'er. I don't want anything else except her!"
Seeing the handkerchief thrown to the ground, Princess Royal's heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife.
She instinctively took two steps back and stood there in a daze.
"Crown Prince, the Princess is helping you reduce your fever. The Princess is doing this for your own good. It's the middle of the night right now. If your illness is not critical, The Princess of Li will not come. Crown Prince, you only have a high fever. Don't worry, Ru Feng has already gone to find a doctor. The doctor will be here soon. "As Lian Qiao spoke, she hurriedly picked up the handkerchief on the ground and washed it in the basin.
"What? Yue'er will only come when the illness is critical, right? "Young Master Su said softly.
"No, Crown Prince, you must not speak nonsense. You only have a small injury and caught a small cold. Your illness will quickly recover and your life will not be in danger. "Lian Qiao comforted.
Young Master Su's eyes were fixed. He looked at the radish net in the sky and suddenly had an idea.
"Princess, the doctor is here." At this time, Ru Feng's voice came from outside.
Seeing Ru Feng come in with the doctor, Princess Royal hastily went out to greet them. "The doctor is here. That's great. Doctor, quickly take a look at Crown Prince and see what's wrong with him."
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