Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord
Chapter 1159 Pretending to be Sick

Chapter 1159: Chapter 1159 Pretending to be Sick

Situ Yongjie: "Prince, who are you calling?"

The Prince weakly pointed at Xuexue’s back.

"Xuexue?"

"Hmm!"

Seeing the pitiful Prince, Situ Yongjie had no choice but to call out loudly to Xuexue, who was just about to leave: "Xuexue, come back! The Prince is calling for you!"

Knowing full well this guy was pretending, Xuexue helplessly stopped in her tracks, turned back to the bedside, and saw the War Prince lying there, seemingly on his last breath. Her tone carried a playful mockery as she said, "Prince, why are you calling me back? If you’re sick, shouldn’t you go find a doctor?"

Situ Yongjie, worried that Xuexue might say something too harsh and offend the War Prince, quickly interrupted her: "Xuexue, keep quiet! How can you speak to the Prince like that? You have no sense of decorum!"

"It’s fine! General Situ, you can leave. I have something to discuss with the young lady."

Just moments ago, the War Prince had been gasping for breath, but now he suddenly spoke smoothly.

"Huh?"

Situ Yongjie was somewhat doubtful he’d heard correctly. Was that really the Prince speaking to him? How could he suddenly sound so composed?

Xuexue secretly found it amusing.

Long Rui was certainly an actor; back in Mo Family Village, he’d already recovered his memory but had pretended otherwise and fooled her for quite a while.

"Father, you didn’t hear wrong. The Prince really wants you to leave."

"The Prince?" Hearing this, Situ Yongjie’s gaze once again landed on the War Prince.

"Go on, go on, I have matters to discuss with the young lady!" The Prince waved his arm weakly, yet his expression was clearly impatient.

"Yes, I will take my leave."

Situ Yongjie obediently backed out toward the doorway. Only after stepping outside did he suddenly realize—what business does the Prince have with Xuexue? They usually don’t interact much.

Although, before Xuexue returned to the Capital, the War Prince had mentioned they were kindred spirits, since her return they hadn’t had any private interactions. So, Situ Yongjie hadn’t given much thought to it.

Now, the supposedly gravely ill War Prince was staying alone in a room with Xuexue to talk. This filled Situ Yongjie’s heart with uncertainty.

As soon as Situ Yongjie’s figure disappeared.

Xuexue raised her arm and slapped the War Prince lying on the bed: "Still pretending?"

"Ow! My dear, can’t you be a little gentler? Are you trying to murder your husband?" Long Rui, sprawled on the bed, clutched his chest and wailed.

"Still pretending!"

Xuexue hit him with a few more punches.

"My dear, you’re truly heartless." Suddenly, Long Rui flipped over, grabbed Xuexue, pulling her onto the bed, and pinned her down. His face was almost pressed against hers.

A distinct masculine scent lingered on Xuexue’s face.

This man, the one she secretly adored, made her heart flutter uncontrollably. She couldn’t help but let out a tender scold: "What are you doing?"

"What do you think? I haven’t gotten close to my wife in a while. I miss you!"

"Who’s your wife?"

"You!"

"I’m not!"

"You are!"

"I’m not!"

"You are! Ever since that day you made a move on me, I’m yours for life."

At the mention of their first encounter, Xuexue’s cheeks couldn’t help but flush red. "How many times do I have to tell you—the circumstances forced me that time because of the drug!"

"I don’t care. I’m yours, and you have to take responsibility for me." Long Rui shamelessly played the rogue, completely overturning his usual aloof and cold demeanor.

Xuexue helplessly replied: "Fine, I’ll take responsibility. Isn’t that enough?"

Long Rui grinned, satisfied. "Now that’s more like it."