Natural Idol Who Traveled Through Time × Bickering Poison Ivy from Another Time 24

Princess Nasha left with a twisted expression on her face, taking the castrated wolf-dog with her.

"Brother, what do you think about castrating all the wolf-dogs Princess Nasha brought?" Jiang Yuchao asked.

Xi Zhuoyu thought for a moment and nodded. "I've heard recently that those dogs she brought have caused some trouble in the city and bullied the common people. They're indeed too aggressive and should be neutered."

In order to maintain law and order in Luodu, they resolutely gave the order. While Princess Nasha was out, the dog handlers from the prince's manor castrated all the dozen or so agitated male wolf-dogs at the relay station. As for how Princess Nasha would rage when she returned to face a row of neutered dogs, that was no longer their concern.

Princess Nasha was the kind of person who, the less others paid attention to her, the more she wanted to conquer them. After hitting a wall several times trying to see Xi Zhuoyu and being humiliated by Jiang Yuchao, she was even more determined to show them her power.

There was another person who shared her thinking, and the two naturally hit it off. This person was of course the repeatedly defeated but persistent Prince Yu. The two of them got together to plot, one wanting Xi Zhuoyu and the other wanting Jiang Yuchao.

"As long as we do as you say, will Prince Yuling really marry me?" Princess Nasha looked at Prince Yu suspiciously.

Prince Yu smiled. "Of course. You are the esteemed princess of the Bie tribe. If you give yourself to Prince Yuling, how can it just end like that? Prince Yuling will have to marry you then."

Princess Nasha: "What about that Xiao Jinyue then?"

Prince Yu: "She will naturally belong to me. You don't need to doubt my sincerity. We are allies with aligned interests."

Princess Nasha: "Then I'll await your arrangements."

Prince Yu had patiently planned for a long time for this day. In order to make the two of them let down their guard, he had lain low for a while, but never stopped working in the shadows, striving to make foolproof arrangements.

Prince Yuling and Princess rarely went out, especially Princess Xiao Jinyue. Unless she needed to enter the palace, she was too lazy to even return to the Prime Minister's manor. Even if Prince Yu arranged for people to try to abduct them, there was no way to do it. It's not like they could snatch someone in broad daylight on a busy street.

Only during festivals might the couple go out together. The Dragon Boat Festival was coming up soon. Prince Yu went to great lengths to find ways to lure them out of the manor. With the crowds and chaos during the festival, it would be the perfect opportunity to strike!

Once he had them, he would drug them and see how affectionate they could remain after that.

Everything was ready, they just needed the right moment!

But on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, the moment never came. Prince Yu's aphrodisiac ploy was completely ruined.

The people Prince Yu arranged failed to lure Xi Zhuoyu and Jiang Yuchao out because Xi Zhuoyu happened to fall ill. Usually in good health, who knows how he suddenly came down with a fierce illness, burning with fever that wouldn't subside. It made Jiang Yuchao frantic with worry.

At this time, how could she remember the Dragon Boat Festival, let alone leave her beloved idol's side to go out? Even if the sky fell and there was an earthquake, she would die by Xi Zhuoyu's side.

Seeing her beloved idol's flushed face, labored breathing, and furrowed brows, she really wished she could be sick in his place.

Xi Zhuoyu hazily opened his eyes and saw her sitting by the bedside. It was late into the night but she hadn't gone to rest. He didn't speak and slowly closed his eyes again. After sleeping in a daze for a while, he opened his eyes again. It was still the deep of night outside, and the person keeping vigil hadn't left, still watching over him the same way.

"It's just a fever, I won't die. If I did, I might return to the modern world," Xi Zhuoyu said in a hoarse voice.

Jiang Yuchao held his hand through the quilt. "In this era, fevers can easily take lives. If something really happened to you...I hope you truly can return to the modern world."

Xi Zhuoyu shook his head. "I was joking. You're still here, I can't leave you alone here either..."

He closed his eyes, his voice growing fainter. "Being alone in this world...is very lonely..."

In the morning, Xi Zhuoyu woke up. His whole body ached and his head was groggy. He couldn't even move his hands. Glancing to the side, he realized he couldn't move because someone was lying next to him - Jiang Yuchao had fallen asleep right by his hand.

Perhaps his mind was muddled from the fever, but Xi Zhuoyu's first reaction was to lift the quilt to cover her before drifting back to sleep.

So when Jiang Yuchao woke up, she found herself lying in her beloved idol's bed with him hugging her waist.

Jiang Yuchao: "...?!!"

Prince Yu received another report of failure from his subordinates. Hearing that the plan failed because Prince Yuling suddenly fell ill, he couldn't even get angry anymore.

After going through several worlds, he had grown used to this feeling of being rejected by fate and unable to accomplish anything. His failures were simply because the fortune of the world, which was no longer under his control, was rejecting him.

Destined to fail, even his struggles and schemes seemed laughable.

"Leave. Go find Physician Yang for me without drawing attention," Prince Yu said with a gloomy expression.

Even if the fortune of the world wanted to escape him, wanted to destroy him, he would not let that invisible enemy have it easy.

Failing at one scheme, he would switch to the next. Busy with his intrigues, he forgot about his collaborator, leading to Princess Nasha posing seductively on a pleasure boat for most of the night, getting chilled like an idiot by the night river breeze.

At dawn, she angrily stormed into Prince Yu's manor to confront him. A man like Prince Yu who turns his back once his pants are on naturally had no more use for her and wouldn't give her any more face. He directly had the head servant show her out.

The palace heard that Prince Yuling had fallen ill and bestowed quite a few medicinal ingredients, even sending an imperial physician to check on him. The Emperor originally planned to send the Head Physician who treated himself, but the eunuch reported back that the Head Physician had broken his leg the previous night and taken leave.

The Emperor had no choice but to have them send someone else. In the end, the one who went to treat Prince Yuling was Physician Yang, a senior medical official from the Imperial Medical Academy.

Because of Xi Zhuoyu's illness, Jiang Yuchao almost never returned to her own chambers to sleep. She just added a small bed next to Xi Zhuoyu's so she could conveniently take care of him. Xi Zhuoyu also didn't say it was inappropriate and tacitly approved her actions.

When Physician Yang came to examine Xi Zhuoyu, Jiang Yuchao sat beside them listening, occasionally asking the doctor a couple of questions, making Physician Yang inexplicably nervous. Xi Zhuoyu found it amusing. "No need to worry so much, it's just a minor illness. A few doses of medicine and I'll be fine."

Physician Yang quickly nodded, "Yes, yes, it's not a serious illness, just that its onset was too fierce. You need to rest well, otherwise it's easy to leave behind complications that will be difficult to fully heal."

After taking Physician Yang's medicine for two days, Xi Zhuoyu's condition indeed improved quite a bit. He no longer stayed in bed all day and would get up to walk around. The old head servant was extremely worried and tried to persuade him to go back and lie down.

Jiang Yuchao was also concerned, but Xi Zhuoyu gave her a pitiful look and said softly, "I still need to exercise a bit to recover faster, right?"

The pitiful look of her beloved idol was endearing, especially with the added frailty from illness. Jiang Yuchao couldn't resist and immediately switched sides. She verbally agreed to look after the prince and persuaded the old head servant to leave. Then she turned around, closed the door, and let her idol get up and move around as he pleased.

Xi Zhuoyu put on his coat, his face slightly pale. As he rotated his arms and legs, he sighed, "Having a princess consort is really great."

Jiang Yuchao said, "It's agreed, fifteen minutes. After that you have to go back and lie down. When you are fully recovered, we can go hiking. You must exercise well, otherwise getting sick is too miserable. There are no effective fever reducers here." She had been frightened by her idol's high fever and was still feeling lingering fear.

Xi Zhuoyu tried to save face. "Actually, I'm usually in pretty good health."

Jiang Yuchao said, "Of course, your health is great. It's just this virus that's too evil!"

Xi Zhuoyu slowly wandered around the room while Jiang Yuchao accompanied him. The old head servant came to deliver medicine, knocking on the door from outside.

Xi Zhuoyu immediately took a few strides back to the couch. Jiang Yuchao unfolded the quilt to cover him, took off his coat and put it aside. She completed everything in one go before calmly going to open the door.

Seeing the door tightly closed with faint thumping sounds coming from inside, the old head servant tactfully said to Jiang Yuchao as he delivered the medicine, "The prince is ill, it's best to endure and show restraint at this time." His eyes were filled with a disapproval that seemed to say, 'You never get intimate when everything is fine, but you fool around when he's sick.'

Jiang Yuchao: "..." What does this old man think we're doing in here?

The old head servant said, "Oh right, that Princess Nasha came again today. Should the princess consort go out to see her?"

Jiang Yuchao waved her hand. "I don't have time. She likes dogs, right? Take a few of the fierce dogs from the manor to entertain her and see if she dares to come again next time." Her idol was sick and needed companionship. Who had time to fight with some wannabe princess when she had more important things to do?

She went back to continue talking with Xi Zhuoyu. Bored from his illness, Xi Zhuoyu chatted with Jiang Yuchao face to face, talking about each other's parents and families.

"...At that time, she said there was no money for me to go to that kind of university. She was a traditional woman and felt that studying acting was a dishonorable thing. But I was young and impulsive then, and felt I couldn't stay at my stepfather's home. So I worked part-time during the summer to earn tuition and insisted on studying acting."

Jiang Yuchao said, "I know, you were an extra at that time, right? You even played a young extra in that show 'The Boy Emperor'."

Xi Zhuoyu was surprised. "How do you even know about that?"

Jiang Yuchao said, "You once replied to that supporting actor from 'The Boy Emperor' on Weibo. I saw it."

Xi Zhuoyu said, "You're really such a die-hard fan. That was so long ago, even I don't remember it clearly anymore."

Jiang Yuchao felt a bit proud. "I told you, I'm your earliest fan. I know a lot about you."

Xi Zhuoyu said, "Oh? Really? I'm not so sure. There are definitely some things you don't know."

He pondered for a moment and started listing: "Xu Xiaofeng and I are real friends, not plastic bros. Li Dongnan is a junior I quite admire. Retweeting his Weibo to praise him wasn't the company's requirement, it was my personal action. Although Lin Meng'er is a bit silly and sweet, she's not a bad person. She has a boyfriend and never intended to hype things up with me..."

Before he finished, Jiang Yuchao plopped down on her knees on his couch, pressing on his quilt. "I was wrong, big brother!"

Yes, as a toxic fan, she had once sneered at Xu Xiaofeng's fake brotherly love, mocked the young heartthrob Li Dongnan's brown-nosing, rejected Lin Meng'er's hype-chasing... and much more.

Xi Zhuoyu said, "I'm just joking with you, no need for such a grand gesture." People have varying degrees of closeness. If it was a stranger cursing, he would be a bit angry. But now the other person was his own princess consort, so it wasn't easy to calculate that closeness.

After talking about his own matters, Xi Zhuoyu asked about Jiang Yuchao's. He had recently become curious about her and wanted to know what kind of family could raise a 'Jiang Old Wine' type of girl like her.

Jiang Yuchao didn't avoid it and told him frankly, "My mom passed early. My dad is a real estate tycoon. At first, he remarried, and I got a stepmother—the Snow White kind. She disliked me and wanted to kill me. I was quite young then and was bullied at first. Later on I fought with her, causing an earth-shattering ruckus at home. In the end, because she was too unruly and couldn't give birth to a son, my dad, that scumbag, divorced her and married a younger wife, Snow White's stepmother number two."

"Later there was stepmother number three... I really don't know what's wrong with my dad's eyes. The women he picks are all the same type. They all seemed to thrive on making trouble, to the point that I just got used to it."

Xi Zhuoyu didn't expect her family to be somewhat similar to his own. Although his stepfather didn't beat or scold him, that kind of cold violence had permeated his entire adolescence.

"It was tough for you," Xi Zhuoyu suddenly said.

Jiang Yuchao paused. "Yeah, it was tough. But later I fell for you, and things didn't seem so tough anymore."

Xi Zhuoyu's heart stirred, but seeing Jiang Yuchao's devout diamond fan gaze, his moved heart withered again. He said weakly, "Let's make a deal to minimize the number of times you confess to me, okay? I'm sick and my resistance is low."