An Accidental Rebirth: The Surrogate Bride - Chapter 109

After pondering for quite a while, Zixiu gradually cleared up his mind and shifted his attention to the guy squatting against the wall. Struck by the fierce way Yan Ke had treated his son, Zixiu lost his balance and accidentally bumped against Nangong Du. Though this prince stood nearly a head over him, he almost fell to the floor under the impact of the bashing attack. To Zixiu’s surprise, Nangong Du neither yelled at him nor said a word. Anyway, Zixiu did not believe that the domineering pervert would have been too afraid of Yan Ke and his disciples to speak. But how come he looked so feeble? Could it be that Nangong Du was poisoned by the “small doses of” laxative he had slipped into his food the night before?

“Hey! Nangong Du, what are you still squatting here for?” With butterflies in his stomach, Zixiu tentatively wigged his foot in front of him. As all his “guardians” were not in the room at this moment, Zixiu did not dare to move closer to this “bomb”! Because with his knowledge of Nangong Du, this moody prince’s anger might have accumulated to such an extent that it could erupt at any moment by some insignificant trigger!

However, after a good while, Nangong Du still lowered his head in silence!

‘How strange! Has this devil turned over a new leaf?’ Zixiu wondered in surprise.

After hesitating for a moment, he mustered his courage and reached out a hand. When he waved it under Nangong Du’s nose, he did not forget to mock at him. “Hey! Don’t you feel embarrassed to be here when a girl is sleeping in bed?”

“…” Nangong Du neither spoke nor moved.

The foreboding in his mind grew intense and Zixiu was panicked in an instant. It reminded him of the way Nangong Du had been lying in bed when he was seriously ill months ago. ‘Gosh! Could it be that Nangong Du hasn’t fully recovered from his last serious illness yet?’

“Hey! Your Highness, are you all right? You’re not dying so soon, are you?” In a panic, Zixiu blurted out without giving it much thought. Disregarding the possibility that he might detonate this “bomb”, he placed his hands on Nangong Du’s shoulders and shook him desperately. “Hey, just say something! Bro, don’t act like this. ”

“Shut up!” The one who was squatting on the floor suddenly interrupted him. “Who… is your bro!”

“Uh…” Hearing Nangong Du’s voice, Zixiu forced back the rest of his words excitedly and let out a long breath of relief, secretly felicitating that no one had been killed by the laxative he had been developing for months! Needless to say, though he had no keen sense of hearing and was kind of slow-witted, he could tell that even though Nangong Du was now very feeble and less fierce than usual, he was mad at him. So it would be unwise to contradict him and make him even more upset. He then asked in the way Nangong Du might favor, “Your Highness, I’m your legal wife. Are you okay?”

Maybe it was because of what Zixiu said, or maybe it was because of his discomfort, Nangong Du paused for a while before he looked up and said weakly, “Help me up!”

“All right!” Seeing Nangong Du’s pale face, Zixiu agreed without hesitation. However, with his big belly, he had a hard time even to bend over!

Nangong Du was so helpless that he was even in no mood to feel depressed!  He felt dizzy and weak. Otherwise, he would not have been knocked to the ground so easily, let alone talk to Liu Zixiu “gently”!

“Eh-hem!” Zixiu cleared his throat, trying to cover up his embarrassment. He then asked without a second thought, “Your Highness, where are you going?”

“…” Instead of answering him, Nangong Du gasped with difficulty. He felt even dizzier and his heart beat even faster when he rose to his feet.

Sensing his unusual warm breath, Zixiu, who was experienced in fever, was certain that Nangong Du’s conditions were not optimistic. Feeling even guiltier, he suggested with a sincere look, “Nangong Du, how are you feeling? How about… Er…” He was about to ask Lingxiao to come in and diagnose Nangong Du’s illness, but at the thought that Uncle Yan was even unwilling to treat the pregnant princess in a coma, he was unlikely to have Lingxiao treat this evil prince, so Zixiu changed his mind. “How about you rest for a while on the bed?”

Nangong Du, who felt a little better now, nodded feebly and leaned against Zixiu, almost throwing all his weight on the latter. He was so tired that he could not hold on anymore.

Zixiu was a little alarmed when he saw Nangong Du show the white feather in front of him. Just now, when his dad, Yan Ke, and Yan Ke’s disciples had been here, Nangong Du was still sneering viciously, so it was unbelievable that he would have collapsed all of sudden! He only exposed his vulnerability and true color to him. What did this mean?

Had Prince Mu really taken a fancy to him, a useless nobody? Impossible! It was unreasonable and unrealistic! Nangong Du was not a simple-minded and superficial person. Now, Zixiu only prayed that this prince would not kill him after he recovered. At least, his selfless help to him could prove that he was a nobleman!

Needless to say, it was improper to have Nangong Du and the princess share the same bed. After pondering for a while, with all his might, Zixiu helped Nangong Du to the damaged brick bed in his own room uneasily. He had even slept on a haystack in the shabby temple when he got sick a few months ago, so he thought as long as he did not heat the bed up with fire, it would be all right to sleep on it.

Now both his dad and Uncle Yan were missing. Yan Lingxiao and Luo Huali were facing the wall and self-reflecting outside, and they did not seem to have sensed anything wrong in the room. Zixiu was certain even they had seen what was happening in the room, they would not dare to come in. Thinking of how strict and fierce Uncle Yan was, he could not help but shiver!

Seeing Nangong Du lie down, Zixiu went back to the room where the princess was and got him a quilt. Nangong Du fell asleep soon, or maybe he just blacked out! Zixiu then tucked him in carefully. Look! How benevolent and tolerant he was!