s.” Wen Chi waved his hand, “Someone will come to deliver some medicinal materials later, you just accept it.
I’m a little tired, so I’ll go inside to rest first.”

After tossing for a whole morning, Wen Chi was already physically and mentally exhausted.
He slept until the night and got up to eat something, then he fell on the bed and continued to sleep again.

When he woke up the next day, Wen Chi was full of energy.

He remembered what happened yesterday and the green pill that Shi Ye fed him.
Although he didn’t know what the pill did, he should be able to guess based on what Shi Ye said-it was definitely not a good thing.

Now he and Shi Ye can be said to be living and dying together in the true sense.
His life is in the hands of Shi Ye.
Anyway, there is nothing for him to do, so there is no harm in pleasing Shi Ye more.

What Wen Chi thought, he did.
He made cakes every day to send to the crown prince.

It is strange to say that every time Eunuch Zhu asked Wen Chi to bring the cake to the desk in the study, he never saw the Crown Prince.
He was suspicious, but he did not dare to ask more.
Every time he quickly placed the cake, buried his head and left.

As for whether Shi Ye ate those cakes, Wen Chi wasn’t too sure.

This afternoon, Wen Chi came to deliver the cake as usual, but was stopped by Eunuch Zhu: “Young Master Wen, His Royal Highness is feeling unwell, you can go back today.”

Wen Chi responded, took the food box, turned around and walked away.
After walking a few steps, he wondered if he was walking too quickly.
After hesitating again and again, he turned around and walked back.

Sure enough, Eunuch Zhu stood there holding the whisk, staring at him strangely.

Feeling guilty, Wen Chi quickly stepped forward and asked worriedly, “Dare to ask Eunuch Zhu, is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ill?”

“It’s not that he is sick…” Eunuch Zhu hesitated and his eyebrows knitted together.
After some inner struggle, he finally came to a decision, “Why don’t you come with me to have a look, maybe you can make His Highness a little happier.

Wen Chi: “…”

If he had this ability, he wouldn’t have to see Shi Ye like a mouse meeting a cat.

So, Wen Chi, who just wanted to ask politely, dug a hole for himself and had to bite the bullet and follow Eunuch Zhu inside.

Halfway through, Wen Chi realized that this was not the way to the study and he hurriedly said, “Eunuch Zhu?”

Eunuch Zhu glanced at him, seemed to see his doubts and explained calmly, “Young Master Wen, this is the way to the bedroom of His Royal Highness.
His Royal Highness is resting in the bedroom.”

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