ASTRP -Chapter 67 The Prince Unknowingly Spoils Feng Jingge

At this moment, a knock on the door came at the same time as the physician’s voice.

“Miss Feng, His Highness should take his medicine. This old man is coming in.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened.

Soon after, the physician entered carrying a bowl of medicine, still muttering to himself.

“The medicine has already been taken twice, the fever has gone down, and the poison has been cured. Logically speaking, His Highness should…”

Just as he reached the bedside, the physician suddenly noticed the prince had opened his eyes. He immediately became excited.

“P-PRINCE! You’re awake?”

Feng Jingge hadn’t even had time to respond when Xiao Jinghan spoke first.

“You come here.”

“I’ll come, I’ll come!” the physician quickly replied. “Miss Feng, please go rest. Remember to eat something before sleeping.”

Xiao Jinghan nodded slightly, then the physician turned to leave.

Feng Jingge was left completely confused. Why did Xiao Jinghan feel… strange?

The physician kept talking as he walked.

“Your Highness, you don’t know. Last night you were injured and unconscious. Miss Feng stayed by your side the entire night. And this medicine… she personally fed it to you.”

“As for how she fed it… this old man is not sure.”

Feng Jingge’s heart tightened.

Xiao Jinghan had stayed by her side all night?

And even fed her medicine???

This…

The image of Xiao Jinghan’s pale, exhausted face flashed through her mind.

Even though her back still ached, somewhere deep inside… there was a warmth she couldn’t explain.

Seeing the prince remain silent, the physician reminded him again.

“Your Highness… if you don’t take this medicine soon, it’ll get cold.”

Feng Jingge was lost in thought and subconsciously took the bowl from the physician, drinking it in one go.

Only after finishing did she realize something was wrong.

The bitterness hit her instantly—so strong it felt like her whole body was rebelling.

Trying to maintain her “cold and aloof” image, she forced herself to endure it and looked at the physician, saying calmly:

“Candied fruit.”

The physician quickly handed over the prepared sweets.

The moment Feng Jingge saw them, she almost wanted to grab them immediately and stuff them into her mouth.

But for her image—she had to stay composed.

She took them slowly, then casually put them in her mouth.

The sweetness spread instantly, and she felt like she had been “rescued from hell.”

The physician hesitated before speaking again.

“Your Highness… please consider Miss Feng’s situation.”

Feng Jingge: “?”

She looked at him.

The physician continued.

“Although Miss Feng is here as punishment, serving as your maid, she is still the eldest daughter of the Minister’s household and a legitimate noble lady.”

“Spending the night alone with Your Highness… if outsiders find out, they will surely spread rumors about her.”

Feng Jingge: “???”

So… she was supposed to marry herself?

Seeing the prince’s expression shift, the physician quickly added: “This old man was just speaking casually. The final decision is still up to Your Highness.”

“Then I’ll take my leave. Call me if anything happens.”

And just like that, he slipped away.

Feng Jingge was left alone in the room.

Lying there, she kept thinking about what he had just said.

“She personally fed you the medicine… as for how, I don’t know.”

She curled her lips inwardly.

How else would she feed it? Obviously with a spoon.

Could she have used her mouth?

…With her mouth???

Wait.

If he was unconscious…

That wasn’t impossible.

Feng Jingge’s face instantly turned bright red.

That image was terrifying—and she didn’t dare think about it further.

Logically speaking, Xiao Jinghan should be responsible for her.

But… they had switched bodies.

If she kissed him, wasn’t that just kissing herself?

If he kissed her, wasn’t that also just… himself kissing himself?

Lost in chaotic thoughts, perhaps due to the medicine’s effect, she eventually fell asleep.

—

Some unknown time later, she suddenly woke up from a dream where she was attending morning court.

She sat up abruptly, only to tug at her wound and immediately wince in pain.

“Ow… ow…”

Enduring the pain, she got out of bed and reached for her outer robe.

Halfway through dressing, Xiao Jinghan and Qing Shan walked in.

The three of them froze.

They looked at each other.

Xiao Jinghan stepped forward, his tone cold.

“What are you doing up?”

Feng Jingge asked seriously, “Is there morning court tomorrow?”

Xiao Jinghan understood what she meant.

“Rest first…”

Feng Jingge interrupted him.

“Pack up. We’re returning to the capital.”

“Morning court is one reason. The second is that staying here makes us easier targets. Back in the capital, they’ll be more restrained.”

Qing Shan stepped forward anxiously.

“Miss Feng, this was my and Ning An’s fault. I swear to the heavens—this will never happen again.”

“Please stay here and recover first…”

Feng Jingge glanced at him.

“You two can barely protect yourselves. What fault are you talking about? Those assassins last night were skilled.”

Xiao Jinghan stepped forward and helped straighten her clothes.

“If they weren’t skilled, how could they have injured you?”

Feng Jingge: “……”

She sighed helplessly.

“I was injured purely because I lost my mind. That arrow—I could’ve cut it down, but I used my body instead.”

“Mm.” Xiao Jinghan nodded. “Qing Shan, inform Ning An. Pack up. We’re returning.”

“Your Highness—”

Qing Shan looked anxious.

Feng Jingge cut in.

“Go. Now.”

With two sharp looks from both of them, Qing Shan immediately shut his mouth and left obediently.

Not long after, the physician came back, grumbling loudly, and lectured Feng Jingge for a long while.

After finishing, he persuaded her earnestly again.

“Your Highness, the journey back to the capital is over an hour and a half. The bumps could easily reopen your wound.”

Feng Jingge didn’t care.

“It’s fine.”

She could endure another stitching.

However…

After returning to the mansion, her wound really did reopen.

During the re-stitching, she nearly fainted from the pain.

The physician glanced at her pale face and sweat-soaked hair but calmly finished stitching.

“I didn’t expect Your Highness to actually endure it.”

Feng Jingge: “……”

She strongly suspected he was mocking her—but she had no proof.

“Your Highness, for the next few days, the wound must not get wet or be moved too much, or it won’t heal properly.”

Feng Jingge nodded.

Only then did the physician leave.

Because of the injury, she quickly fell asleep again.

The next morning, the door was pushed open.

Xiao Jinghan walked to the bedside, reached out, and pinched her nose.

Two seconds later, Feng Jingge suddenly opened her eyes.

Xiao Jinghan spoke calmly.

“It’s time for morning court.”

Still half-asleep, Feng Jingge mumbled hoarsely, “Wasn’t Qing Shan supposed to wake me?”

Xiao Jinghan raised a brow slightly.

“What? You don’t want this prince to wake you?”

Feng Jingge slowly sat up.

Seeing him holding clothes in his hands, she gave him a resentful look.