Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Handsome Men Keep Chasing After Me

Chapter 104

Nalan Jingwen sat in the chair with a sullen face. Everyone in the room dared not breathe and kept their heads down in fear, afraid of offending Nalan Jingwen.

The doctor was taking Rong Hengyu's pulse, then stood up and walked over to Nalan Jingwen.

"Your Highness, the Prince Consort has simply caught a cold from being caught in the rain for too long, and he has also been working too hard lately, which has made him weak. I will prescribe some medicine and he will be fine. Just don't let the Prince Consort work any more."

Nalan Jingwen grunted in acknowledgment, and Cheng He immediately ushered the doctor out.

"Doctor, just tell this old servant what's wrong."

Pei Yunche stood beside Nalan Jingwen, noticing her pale face, and silently reached out to hold her hand, comforting her, "Don't worry, he'll be alright."

Nalan Jingwen didn't speak, but just looked at the unconscious man on the bed. His face was pale and bloodless, his brows were slightly furrowed, and a trace of sorrow lingered around him. It was as if he had returned to the first time he met him, so fragile that he seemed to break at the slightest touch.

Seeing that she was staring at Rong Hengyu, Pei Yunche lowered his eyes, concealing the bitterness in his heart, and remained silent.

He knew, he always knew, that she really liked Rong Hengyu. The huge uproar back then was all because of the man in her bed. He had seen her infatuated with Rong Hengyu. He had always known that he could never compare to Rong Hengyu.

Rong Hengyu's mere presence was enough to capture all her attention; no one else could ever catch her eye.

He always knew, but...

He still couldn't help feeling sad.

He never felt that he was inferior to Rong Hengyu in any way. He was fearless no matter who he faced. But he couldn't compare to Nalan Jingwen's love, and he might not even be qualified to love her.

Pei Yunche's mood became increasingly depressed, and he fell into self-destructive behavior. Nalan Jingwen was deep in thought and did not notice anything amiss with him.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Hongyun walked in.

"What happened to Wang Fu?!"

She was stunned when she saw Nalan Jingwen sitting there, and immediately knelt down to pay her respects.

"Your Majesty!"

Nalan Jingwen turned his gaze to her, and Hongyun felt a familiar pressure fall on her back, causing her to bend over and her breathing to become heavy.

"Where have you been? Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on the King Consort?"

"Your Highness, the Prince Consort has instructed me to go out and carry out his mission."

"what's up?"

Hongyun remained silent. Upon hearing this, Nalan Jing knew that Rong Hengyu must have instructed him not to tell her.

He didn't make things difficult for her, and turned his gaze to Qinghuai.

"What has Wang Fu been busy with lately?"

"My husband..."

Qinghuai glanced at Hongyun subconsciously, but seeing that Hongyun kept her head down and wouldn't look at him, she could only say, "The King has been managing all the affairs of the manor. Everything has to be reviewed and approved by the King. In addition, the King cooks for you every day, and these days he stays up late sewing clothes for you for the festival. He personally handles everything. I have advised him many times not to work so hard, but the King won't listen..."

Nalan Jing didn't say much after hearing this. Rong Hengyu was definitely busy with more than just these things, but Qing Huai probably didn't know that, so Hong Yun let him say what he wanted.

She had always known that Rong Hengyu had a secret. After all, how many of these young masters from noble families were truly innocent? Most of them were just puppets cultivated by their families.

Well, except for Pei Yunche.

Everyone has secrets, and she respected Rong Hengyu, so she didn't pursue his private affairs to the end. As long as it wasn't detrimental to her, she could turn a blind eye and let him go.

"Your Majesty..."

The person on the bed slowly woke up, and Nalan Jing heard his voice and immediately got up to go over.

"How are you? Where does it hurt? Chenghe is going to prepare your medicine, she'll be back soon."

Rong Hengyu gently shook his head, a faint smile appearing on his pale and fragile face. He raised his hand, wanting to take her hand.

Nalan Jingwen took his hand and channeled a wisp of Xuan power into it.

Rong Hengyu glanced casually at Qinghuai and Hongyun on the ground, then turned his gaze to Pei Yunche, who was standing by the table looking somewhat lost. A dark glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at Nalan Jingwen once more.

"Your Highness, I am fine. Please do not worry."

"Qinghuai said you're always busy, not only with the affairs of the manor but also with my affairs. From now on, you don't need to worry about my affairs. Just focus on Chenghe. There are cooks in the manor, so let them do the cooking. You should get some rest."

Rong Hengyu's pale lips curled up slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Did Qinghui say that?"

He glanced at Qinghuai without leaving a trace. The person on the ground had their head down and dared not look up, their body trembling slightly.

"I have nothing to do. Your Highness's affairs are my duty. I am not burdened."

"As long as Chenghe is there, you don't need to work so hard."

Pei Yunche walked over and stood next to Nalan Jingwen, saying, "Right? You're in such a state, you should get some rest."

Rong Hengyu then turned her gaze to him.

"I heard that Young Master Pei also caught a cold before, and your sister came to the manor and made quite a scene, wanting the Prince to visit you. I wonder if Young Master Pei is aware of this?"

Pei Yunche was taken aback and subconsciously felt embarrassed. It was one thing for him to tell Nalan Jingwen on his own initiative, but it was another thing for others to bring it up. It was as if Nalan Jingwen didn't like him, but his sister still forced Nalan Jingwen to marry him. If this got out, many people would inevitably gossip.

Nalan Jing sensed the sarcasm in his words and squeezed his hand.

Rong Hengyu suddenly coughed twice, coughing until tears came to his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was extremely weak. He looked at Nalan Jingwen with his moist eyes.

"Would Your Highness like to keep me company?"

Upon hearing this, Nalan Jing turned to Pei Yunche and said, "You should go back first. I will have Jingchi escort you."

Pei Yunche glanced at the tearful man on the bed, his lips parted slightly, but in the end he said nothing, nodded, and hung his head.

"it is good."

Although he didn't want to leave, he had no right to stay here. He wasn't her husband yet, so he had no say or reason to stay.

Just as he was about to step out the door, he heard Nalan Jingwen's voice from behind.

"If you have time, you may come to see me."

This statement was tantamount to granting him special privileges, allowing him to freely enter and exit the Prince's mansion.

Pei Yunche's previously low spirits vanished instantly, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed excitedly, "Great!"

As he spoke, he quickly ran over, hugged Nalan Jingwen, kissed her hard on the cheek, and then quickly let go and ran out the door.

"Then I'll come find you again tomorrow!"

Nalan Jingwen watched his cheerful figure and chuckled helplessly. After all, he was still spoiled as a child, and he was so happy just because of a single sentence.

Feeling her palm being squeezed, she turned to look at Rong Hengyu and saw him smiling faintly at her.

She ordered the people inside to leave, and after the door closed and the room quieted down, she said, "Speak, why are you obstructing me from presiding over the ceremony?"