Reborn to Become A Queen: The Real Heiress's Comeback
Chapter 555: You Have Restlessness Syndrome!

Chapter 555: Chapter 555: You Have Restlessness Syndrome!

Dugu Yan’s bluntness left Xue Yifeng unsure of how to answer her question.

The spoon in his hand moved closer to Dugu Yan’s lips, and she took a sip of chicken soup. Though the flavor was mild, it was just what she needed.

After feeding her a few more bites, Xue Yifeng looked into her eyes calmly, "You know very well what you did to the Young Master. If you become a fool from the fever, how am I supposed to get back at you?"

Dugu Yan rolled her eyes. What exactly did Xue Yifeng want?

She turned over and lay flat, opening her arms to Xue Yifeng, "If you can’t get over what happened that night, you can have your payback today. I know I’m in the wrong and won’t resist."

Xue Yifeng looked at her stubborn demeanor and said coldly, "The Young Master isn’t interested."

Dugu Yan’s brows furrowed, "Xue Yifeng, I gave you a chance to take revenge, but you’re not interested—you’re not capable. Don’t ever think of getting into my bed again!"

Xue Yifeng’s face suddenly changed. Yesterday, Dugu Yan said in the yard that their experience that night was just so-so, and today she claims he’s not capable. This was simply a provocation!

He set down the porcelain bowl and suddenly grabbed Dugu Yan’s wrist, warning her in a low voice, "Dugu Yan, once you’re well, watch how the Young Master deals with you!"

Dugu Yan sneered, grabbed Xue Yifeng’s collar, and her face enlarged in front of his, "Stop dreaming, I’ll never let you into my bed again!"

The tension between them was palpable when suddenly, Little Anzi’s voice came from outside the door, "Mr. Dugu, the Empress is here!"

Xue Yifeng suddenly sat up from the bed. Dugu Yan’s grip didn’t loosen, and there was a ripping sound as his collar tore.

Xue Yifeng frowned deeply; Zhan Lan had arrived. Originally, he could explain bringing chicken soup to Dugu Yan, but now with his clothes torn and an unmarried man and woman alone in a room, it would be hard to explain.

When Dugu Yan heard Zhan Lan came, she felt guilty, afraid Zhan Lan would find out she had taken advantage of Xue Yifeng.

So she quickly pointed to the inner side of the bed, signaling Xue Yifeng to hide under the blanket.

Initially, Xue Yifeng didn’t want to get on the bed, but hearing the footsteps outside approaching, he immediately hid his shoes under the bed and climbed over Dugu Yan onto the bed.

Dugu Yan tucked in the blanket for him and pulled down the curtain.

Zhan Lan pushed the door open, and Dugu Yan peeked out and asked, "Lan, why are you here?"

Zhan Lan stepped closer, sitting by Dugu Yan’s bed, wanting to lift the bed curtain, but Dugu Yan nervously held Zhan Lan’s hand, "Zhan Lan, I’m not wearing clothes."

Zhan Lan glanced at the slightly messy bed and released the bed curtain, touching Dugu Yan’s forehead lightly.

"I heard you caught a cold?"

Dugu Yan nodded first, then shook her head, "Zhan Lan, I was feeling much better after dawn."

Zhan Lan released her hand from Dugu Yan’s forehead, "Good thing, no fever."

"I brought the Imperial Physician to check your pulse."

Dugu Yan shook her head like a rattle, "No need, really no need. I’m much better now, and don’t need medicine."

Zhan Lan saw her face turn redder and, without allowing a refusal, said to the outside, "Doctor Chen, come in!"

Dugu Yan desperately nudged Xue Yifeng’s shoulder with her elbow, signaling him not to move.

Xue Yifeng held Dugu Yan’s restless arm under the blanket.

Suddenly, he felt a bit nervous. Although he could greet Zhan Lan openly, he felt embarrassed.

Dugu Yan was even more ashamed, feeling caught red-handed by Zhan Lan.

The events of that night were a secret between her and Xue Yifeng. If discovered by Zhan Lan, she’d be too embarrassed to face anyone.

Zhan Lan got up from the bedside, and Dugu Yan immediately stretched out her arm for Doctor Chen, who entered the room, to take her pulse.

After carefully feeling her pulse with a silk pad, Doctor Chen said, "Mr. Dugu’s health is good, just a bit overly heated and needs to be relieved properly. I will prescribe a medicine to reduce the heat."

Dugu Yan’s cheeks turned thoroughly red for the first time.

What does overly heated mean! This old rascal Doctor Chen was implying she was lovesick?

How to relieve it? Find a man to marry?

"I’m fine. It’s just I was too warm under the blankets."

Dugu Yan defended herself.

Zhan Lan looked at Doctor Chen, "Seems Mr. Dugu’s illness isn’t severe. Sorry to trouble you, Doctor Chen."

Doctor Chen was frightened, "Empress, it is my duty."

After Doctor Chen prescribed the medicine and left, Zhan Lan’s gaze fell on the pot of chicken soup in Dugu Yan’s room.

"Drink less chicken soup; it’s too nourishing and may cause excessive heat."

Dugu Yan awkwardly tugged at her lips, "Yes, Lan, I just couldn’t resist."

Zhan Lan smiled lightly, "Good that you’re fine, rest well. I’ll be leaving."

Dugu Yan peeked out with a smile, "Respectfully seeing off the Empress!"

Zhan Lan glanced at her, gave her a meaningful look, and turned to leave.

As she left the room, she smirked; there was someone in Dugu Yan’s bed, and it must be a man.

However, that was Dugu Yan’s private matter and had nothing to do with her.

Unexpectedly, the girl had grown up. Dugu Yan dared passionately love and hate, proceeding without principle or propriety. Hopefully, she wasn’t just toying with the man’s feelings.

After Zhan Lan left, Xue Yifeng lifted the lake-blue satin blanket and looked at Dugu Yan beside him, "You have an overly heated condition and need proper relief..."

Dugu Yan pursed her lips, "Don’t listen to that senile old fool’s nonsense. I do have a short temper, but there’s no overly heated condition!"

Xue Yifeng sneered, "So, last time you used me as medicine to relieve the heat?"

Dugu Yan said, embarrassed, "I really drank too much. I only found out today about any overly heated condition!"

Xue Yifeng adjusted his collar, intending to sit up to get off the bed.

He hadn’t completely sat up when he was pressed back down by Dugu Yan.

Dugu Yan’s hand pressed against Xue Yifeng’s shoulder, "You can’t get out of bed now; Lan hasn’t gone far. If she sees you like this, wouldn’t she misunderstand us?"

Xue Yifeng abruptly pushed away Dugu Yan’s hand and wrapped his arms around her, pinning her under him. With one hand holding Dugu Yan’s wrist and the other braced beside her, he asked, "You say misunderstand? Misunderstand what about us?"