Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Chapter 589: Chapter 592: Xiao Shu Got Lovesickness

After making sure that Ye Xingli was tucked into bed and comfortable, he left the room, locked the door, and arranged for a bodyguard to stand watch. He fell asleep with a sense of accomplishment.

The next day, Ye Xingli woke up in a daze.

Sitting in bed, squinting into the morning light, it took him quite a while to fully regain consciousness.

He grumbled a curse under his breath, rushed to put his shoes on, and bolted out the bedroom door.

Reaching the living room, he saw Gu Chi face to face.

He lunged and grabbed Gu Chi’s collar, “You drugged me!”

Gu Chi pried his hand off, “Master Li, calm down! I was instructed to do that. If you have issues, why not take them up with our young master?”

“…” Ye Xingli backed down.

He let go of Gu Chi’s collar and made a beeline for the front door.

Once outside, he found his brother still kneeling helplessly at the front gate. His body was visibly exhausted, and Zhen Yuan was kneeling next to him, cradling his brother halfway into his arms.

When they had first arrived last night, his brother’s face had been ghostly pale.

Now, his brother’s face was burning red with fever, and his lips were blistering and turning white. “How can you have such a high fever?”

“It’s nothing…” Ye Xinglan swayed slightly, shaking his head. “Beibei has had it worse these past few days…”

Ye Xingli was left speechless.

All he could do was grit his teeth and turn around. “Brother, let me carry you inside.”

“No need,” Ye Xinglan attempted a smile, lightly patting his little brother’s back, “Just help me inside, I’m not that weak.”

Reluctantly, Ye Xingli supports his brother as they walk inside.

Thinking of what Beibei has been through lately and now seeing his brother’s state, his heart began to ache, and he stifled a sob, “I was knocked out by Fifth Brother’s men last night.”

“That’s good,” Ye Xinglan managed to smirk, “People must face the consequences of their debts. That’s Fifth Brother’s style.”

Ye Xingli muttered under his breath, “We’re family. Why can’t we just love each other?”

Ye Xinglan consoled him, “Once Beibei cools down, we’ll be able to love each other.”

Ye Xingli continued to mutter but his words were too soft for Ye Xinglan to hear.

He gave a small chuckle. For some reason, he thought his little brother particularly adorable at the moment.

Amid his brother’s endless mumbling, the two finally arrived at Ye Xingbei’s bedroom.

There were no obstacles on their way, no one tried to stop them.

Ye Xinglan and Ye Xingli both knew that this was Gu Junzhu’s doing.

Inside the bedroom, Gu Junzhu, Ye Xingbei, Lingyue, and Xiao Shumiao were having breakfast.

Ye Xingbei was healing fast, but his injuries had been severe, and he still needed a few days of bed rest.

Xiao Shumiao didn’t want to eat in the dining room, insisting she wanted to eat with her mother.

Being his usual indulgent self, the Fifth Lord of Gu didn’t object and had the kitchen bring the food over to the bedroom.

Gu Junzhu pulled out a bed tray. With it, Ye Xingbei could eat while lying in bed.

Xiao Shumiao was sitting across from her mother, looking at her while eating, then looking at her again before taking the next bite.

Ye Xingbei couldn’t help but chuckle and pinch her little cheek, “Is your mother’s face appetizing?”

“Yes,” Xiao Shumiao nodded seriously, “Looking at Mommy’s face makes me happy and increases my appetite. If Mommy isn’t around and I can’t see her, I won’t have an appetite”

Xiao Shumiao gently rubbed her little belly, her face took on a sorrowful expression, “Do you know, Mommy? This is called lovesickness! When I can’t see you, I get lovesickness and lose my appetite. Though the belt of love hangs loose, I have no regrets and wither away in longing!”