Chapter 235: I’d Definitely Have Nightmares If I Shared a Bed With Him

Chapter 235: Chapter 235: I’d Definitely Have Nightmares If I Shared a Bed With Him

Ye Feng chuckled and said, "Never mind seriously ill. Even if he had one foot in the grave, I could still pull him back!"

"There you go, bragging again!" Feng Qingwu looked at Ye Feng with a doting expression before adding with a grin, "Going to see your fiancée looking like this... aren’t you afraid of scaring her off?"

Ye Feng said through gritted teeth, "Long Xi’Er is arrogant and domineering. Today, I’m going to make her sick to her stomach!"

Feng Qingwu burst out laughing. "Now I finally get why you dressed up like this today. Go on, go on. I wish you the best in winning the beauty’s heart, hehehe..."

Ye Feng fled in disarray and hurried toward the Princess’s Mansion.

The Princess’s Mansion.

A peerlessly beautiful woman in palace attire sat on a sofa in the main hall, her shapely brows furrowed, her mind heavy with worries.

The princess of the Great Xia Empire, Long Xi’Er.

Just then, her maid Caiyun ran in, looked at Long Xi’Er, and cried out:

"Princess, the Medical Arts Tournament has crowned a champion!"

Long Xi’Er’s eyes lit up as she quickly asked, "Which country’s Divine Doctor is it?"

"He’s a Divine Doctor from our Great Xia Country," Caiyun said quickly, but her expression immediately soured. "Princess, this Divine Doctor from Great Xia... he’s an old man, maybe seventy or eighty, and he’s incredibly unsightly. Are you really going to marry him?"

Long Xi’Er was stunned for a moment, then declared resolutely, "As long as he truly has the skill to cure the Emperor’s illness, I, Long Xi’Er, will fulfill my promise!"

Caiyun was about to try and dissuade her, but just then, someone else ran in, looked at Long Xi’Er, and announced respectfully:

"Reporting to the Princess, the champion of the Medical Arts Tournament, Master Feng, is here to see you!"

Long Xi’Er said calmly, "Show Divine Doctor Feng in!"

Soon, Ye Feng strode into the hall with his hands clasped behind his back, moving with large, swift steps.

Long Xi’Er had already been warned by Caiyun and had mentally prepared herself, but the moment she saw Ye Feng, she was so disgusted she almost threw up.

A head of messy hair like a bird’s nest, a face full of wrinkles, and a dark, grimy complexion, just like some kind of old leather.

He grinned, revealing yellow-stained teeth with two bits of chive leaf stuck between them.

His suit was filthy, and even from a distance, she could smell a rank odor.

Long Xi’Er really couldn’t take it anymore.

’Being old is one thing, but why do you have to look like such a wreck? And if you’re going to look like a wreck, why do you have to be so unhygienic?’

At the thought that she might have to share a bed with this old coot in the future, Long Xi’Er couldn’t contain her nausea any longer. She turned around and began to vomit violently.

Watching Long Xi’Er vomit violently as if she were pregnant, Ye Feng felt a deep sense of satisfaction. ’This ought to take you down a peg.’

The nearby Caiyun couldn’t stand it. She looked at Ye Feng and said, "Divine Doctor Feng, you’re too old, and you look... well, you and the princess are truly not a suitable match."

"How about this? Let the princess reward you in a different way. She could grant you the fiefdom of two commanderies. Wouldn’t that be better?"

Ye Feng whipped his head around to stare at Caiyun and chuckled. "Are you saying I’m not worthy of Long Xi’Er?"

Caiyun said without holding back, "Old sir, do you honestly think you’re a match for the princess? If you really don’t have a mirror at home, I have one right here!"

Ye Feng glanced at Caiyun, then turned to face Long Xi’Er, his gaze calm, saying nothing.

Long Xi’Er finally managed to stop vomiting. She wiped her lips, rinsed her mouth, and then looked up at Ye Feng, forcing herself to suppress her nausea as she spoke:

"Master Feng, I think Caiyun’s suggestion is feasible. If you’re not satisfied with the reward of two commanderies, I can add more!"

Ye Feng looked at Long Xi’Er and chuckled. "Right now, you haven’t taken anything from me, and I haven’t taken anything from you. We don’t owe each other a thing. It’s good to lay our cards on the table. Farewell!"

After speaking, Ye Feng turned and walked away without the slightest hesitation. But Long Xi’Er called out from behind him:

"Divine Doctor Feng, please wait!"

Ye Feng turned his head to look at Long Xi’Er, a glint flashing in his eyes. ’Damn, this girl is actually fucking beautiful.’

Seeing the greed in Ye Feng’s eyes, Long Xi’Er almost threw up again. She suppressed her disgust and said:

"Fine, I agree. We will proceed according to the original agreement. As long as you can cure the Emperor’s illness, I, Long Xi’Er, will take you as my Prince Consort, and I will also bestow upon you one commandery!"

Hearing this, the nearby Caiyun looked at Long Xi’Er and shrieked:

"Princess, you absolutely mustn’t! How can a beautiful flower be stuck in a pile of cow dung!"

Ye Feng looked at Caiyun with a chuckle, then turned to Long Xi’Er and said calmly, "Long Xi’Er, if you want me to act now, I have two very, very small additional conditions. As long as you agree, I will immediately begin treating His Majesty."

Hearing Ye Feng’s words, a flash of contempt crossed Long Xi’Er’s eyes. ’What a greedy old man.’

But for her father’s sake, she nodded. "Speak. I will satisfy whatever requests you have!"

Ye Feng grinned mischievously and pointed at Caiyun. "Doesn’t everyone talk about ’buy one, get one free’ these days? When you marry me, just throw her in as part of the deal. This girl is so fiery, she’ll be perfect for warming my bed!"

Caiyun’s anger instantly flared. "You old coot, have you no shame?"

Ye Feng just chuckled and turned to leave again, but Long Xi’Er called out from behind:

"Wait!"

She then turned to Caiyun and said earnestly, "Caiyun, the Emperor is gravely ill. We really can’t let him leave! Please, agree to his terms. From now on, you will be my, Long Xi’Er’s, greatest benefactor!"

Having said that, she stood up and actually bowed deeply to Caiyun.

Caiyun was scared to death. She hurried over to support the princess, crying out urgently, "Princess, how can you do this? You honor me too much; I can’t possibly accept this."

The next moment, she stamped her foot and cried out through gritted teeth, "Princess, for the sake of the Emperor’s health, I... I agree to be thrown in as part of the deal."

After she spoke, Caiyun’s eyes turned red with indignation.

She was just a girl; she had her own colorful dreams of romance. Her ultimate fantasy was for her dreamboat—handsome, tall, and powerful—to one day arrive, stepping on an auspicious cloud, clad in battle armor, and holding 999 roses. He would then get down on one knee, propose with a diamond ring the size of a pigeon’s egg, and they would enter the sacred halls of matrimony together...

But now, she was like the free power bank you get when you buy a new phone—a bonus item, thrown in for Ye Feng.

If Ye Feng were handsome and charming, she could have grudgingly accepted her loss. But he just had to look like *that*.

If she had to share a bed with him at night, she’d definitely have nightmares.

Caiyun could no longer hold back her feelings of being wronged, and tears began to stream down her face.

Ye Feng looked at Caiyun with a smile. "Still want to run your mouth now?"

"You..." Caiyun glared at Ye Feng, furious enough to die, but she didn’t dare lash out again. She was just a bonus item now!

Long Xi’Er glared at Ye Feng, her brows furrowed.

"Alright, why are you bickering with a young girl? Just state your second condition."

Ye Feng looked at Long Xi’Er and said something with a smile.

Those words left Long Xi’Er completely stunned.