"Have someone clean it up."

Jing Lingyu lay listlessly on the bed, which was in complete disarray, cotton wadding scattered all around the room.

He was buried under heaps of cotton, and a slight movement would send a white puff of wadding into the air.

Jing Lingyu gritted his teeth fiercely: "Fetch Doctor Lee."

A moment ago, he had vented his anger for a long time, and the injured area continued to throb with a dull pain, leaving him worried. The issue now wasn’t about usability, but whether the earlier incident had affected his recovery.

He was parched and couldn’t drink water, only wetting his fingers and barely moistening his lips.

He lived a life of luxury and had never experienced anything like this. Now, he was on the brink of fury, wishing to wield a sword and kill that venomous woman.

Yet at this moment, he truly didn’t dare to kill her.

If he dared, his dear brother would likely seize the opportunity to suppress him.

A prince who personally kills his wife would never have any connection to the throne, and it’s likely he’d be exiled by the Emperor to some remote place.

"Doctor Lee, in my moment of rage, could it affect my recovery?" Jing Lingyu’s voice was hoarse, having spoken so much, and suffered being forced to consume a bowl of leftovers by that venomous woman. He was on the brink of breakdown, parched yet unable to drink freely. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

So thirsty!

"It’s not too bad," Doctor Lee replied, "but it’s best the Prince doesn’t get angry. A few times are okay, but more could affect recovery. The Prince must absolutely avoid using inner strength and refrain from big movements."

Jing Lingyu: "I understand, I will restrain myself."

"Doctor Lee, what are my chances of recovery?"

Doctor Lee stroked his beard and shook his head: "It’s hard to say currently; managing to reattach it is already fortunate. The Prince shouldn’t think about anything else; once the wound heals, we can consider other matters."

"If the Prince can find a more skilled doctor, the recovery might be faster."

Jing Lingyu felt disappointed but didn’t vent his anger on Doctor Lee, as he was entirely reliant on this doctor now.

This matter must be kept secret; he had discreetly inquired within the Imperial Palace about any Imperial Physician possessing such skills and heard nothing. Therefore, there’s no need to take unnecessary risks.

Once his situation becomes known, he would become a laughingstock.

It’s all Cheng Qianyan’s fault!

So detestable, so infuriating, so infuriating!

...

"Miss Fuh Xi, you truly are a good person." Qiao Xin, her eyes red, looked at Fuh Xi and sheepishly wiped away some cake crumbs from her mouth, "If not for you, I would have gone hungry today."

Fuh Xi forced a smile, still contemplating the Prince’s anger earlier. Ever since entering the residence, the Prince had treated her with kindness, never reducing her to such indignity.

Was it because of the Princess Consort?

"What happened today?" Fuh Xi asked Qiao Xin patiently, "Why were you starving? Was the Princess Consort punishing you?"

Qiao Xin dared not speak recklessly: "Not quite; the Prince does not favor the Princess Consort and ordered the cook not to prepare her food. The Princess Consort has quite a temper and couldn’t endure such humiliation, so she went to the kitchen to eat. I, fearing to anger the Prince again, went to stop her, which made her angry."

"After the Princess Consort ate, she returned to her room without bothering about the servant. Mostly, she was angry and overlooked this, so she’s not to blame."

Fuh Xi’s smile faded; so there was such a story behind this.

It’s surprising that the Prince is so disdainful of the Princess Consort, then how did he end up in such a predicament? His condition surely has something to do with the Princess Consort, right?

Initially, I thought it would be the Princess Consort at a disadvantage, but unexpectedly, it’s the Prince who suffered, which is indeed... peculiar.