I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

Gu Yan opened his mouth as if to say something, but the spoon had already touched his lips.

The warm soup flowed into my mouth, perfectly seasoned, with a hint of medicinal fragrance.

The taste was actually quite good, much better than he had expected.

He swallowed it, and his throat felt a little better; the dryness subsided considerably.

The girl's eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth turned up even higher.

"Not bad, right? I simmered it for a long time, and I added red dates, goji berries, and ginseng."

"The doctor said you need to replenish your qi and blood, and also take care of your eyes, so I added these things."

"It was my first time making soup, and I was worried it wouldn't taste good, but it turned out quite well."

She scooped up another spoonful, blew on it, and brought it to Gu Yan's lips.

Gu Yan opened her mouth and drank it, this time without saying she would do it herself.

I really can't lift my hand; my arm feels as heavy as lead, and it's difficult to move even a little.

He leaned against the pillows, sipping his soup, his mind still racing.

The girl talked as she fed the baby, her mouth never stopping.

"You know what? I was terrified when you passed out. You were covered in blood."

"I thought you were dead. I touched your nose and you were still breathing, so I was a little relieved."

"But your eyes are bleeding, and they keep bleeding, and you can't wipe them clean."

"When I carried you out, your blood stained my clothes red."

"Later, the doctor came and said you were overusing your eyes and needed to rest."

"They also said your health is too poor, you're very weak, and you need to take good care of yourself."

"I was thinking, I should make you some soup to help you recover after you wake up."

As she spoke, she scooped up another spoonful of soup and handed it to her, her movements very gentle and careful.

Gu Yan drank it, and her throat felt much better, and she was able to speak again.

"Thank you." His voice was still a little hoarse, but much better than before.

The girl paused for a moment, then laughed, and laughed even more heartily.

"Don't thank me. I've already saved you, why would I throw you back?"

"Besides, you're so beautiful, it would be such a waste for you to die. I couldn't bear to see you go."

She said this without blushing at all, as if she were just saying the weather was nice today.

Gu Yan's lips twitched; she didn't know how to respond.

The girl scooped up another spoonful of soup and handed it to him, still muttering to herself.

"Do you even know how heavy you are? No, how light you are, you're incredibly light."

"How can you, a boy, be so light? Don't you eat?"

"When I carried you, it felt like I was carrying a cat."

"No, even a cat weighs more than you. You're lighter than a cat. Do you not eat?"

Gu Yan's lips twitched again. She took a sip of soup but didn't reply.

The girl watched him drink the soup, her amber eyes curving into crescents, and she smiled contentedly.

"Drink slowly, don't rush, there's plenty more. I'll get you more when you finish."

"The doctor said you should drink more soup, get more rest, talk less, and use your eyes less."

"So you don't need to say anything, I'll do the talking, just listen."

Gu Yan wanted to say that he still had many questions to ask, but the girl had already handed him the spoon.

He could only open his mouth to drink the soup; he'd have to wait until she finished feeding him the whole bowl.

The girl scooped up another spoonful, still muttering to herself.

"By the way, what's your name? I don't know your name yet."

"My name is Fu Wanqing. You can call me Wanqing or Qingqing."

"But I suggest you call me Qingqing, because it sounds nice and friendly."

Gu Yan was stunned for a moment. Fu Wanqing, surnamed Fu, is the same as Fu Shiwei.

He remembered the bodyguard he was interviewing, who also had the surname Fu, and they had also arranged to meet today.

Could it be such a coincidence that the person in front of me is Fu Wanqing, the one who said "Even the Fu family needs to eat"?

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but the spoon was already brought to his lips.

"Drink your soup first, then we'll talk. No rush."

"It was quite lively outside while you were unconscious; many people came looking for you."

"The Pei family has arrived, the Lin family has arrived, and there are also people from the Grand Secretary's office."

"Pei Yuran stood at the door without saying a word, her face as cold as ice."

"And then there's Lin Jinyu, the one with the blonde hair, she almost tore the door apart."

"She said if you didn't wake up, she would burn down the Grand Secretary's mansion, which scared the servants so much that their faces turned pale."

"There was also a gentle woman, who seemed to be Pei Yuran's mother, waiting at the door."

"They were all so worried about you. I've never seen so many people waiting for someone to wake up."

Gu Yan's heart stirred slightly as she listened to these words, but she didn't say anything.

He took another sip of soup, his mind preoccupied with other things.

Where is this place? Who is Fu Wanqing? What does the Prime Minister want with him?

And who exactly is that winged figure on the high platform?

But he can't move or see clearly right now, so we can only keep him alive for now.

The girl scooped up another spoonful of soup and handed it to him, her smile still so bright.

"Here, this is the last sip. I'll get you another bowl after you finish it."

"Drink more, get better soon, and I'll take you to see some fun things."

"You know what? This place is huge, and there's a garden in the back. It's so beautiful."

"Once your eyes stop hurting, I'll take you to see a doctor. I guarantee you'll love it."

Gu Yan opened her mouth and drank the last mouthful of soup, then leaned back on the pillow and let out a long breath.

The girl took the empty bowl, stood up, and her long pink hair shimmered softly in the light.

"Wait, I'll get you another bowl. Just lie there quietly and don't move."

She turned and walked out, her steps as light as a little rabbit's, her skirt twirling around her feet.

She turned back at the door and smiled at him, a smile so bright it was dazzling.

"Come back right away, don't wander off, even though you can't really run away anyway."

The door closed, the footsteps faded into the distance, and the room fell silent.

Gu Yan lay on the bed staring at the luxurious ceiling, her mind a jumbled mess.

Fu Wanqing has pink hair and talks like a machine gun.

This personality is actually quite similar to "Qing" in that bodyguard job posting.

Could it really be her? Someone from the Fu family came to be his bodyguard.

She even said "the family doesn't need me," what exactly is going on?

Just as he was thinking this, the door was pushed open again, and footsteps came running back.

"Here it comes, the second bowl, drink it while it's hot."

The girl sat back down on the edge of the bed with the bowl in her hand, stirred the soup with a spoon, and blew on it.

"Come on, open your mouth, ah—"

Gu Yan looked at that beaming face, sighed, and drank it.

Alright, let's have some soup first. We can ask these questions when we're able to move around.

Gu Yan finished the last sip of soup, leaned back on the pillow, and let out a long sigh.

The pink-haired girl took the empty bowl and placed it on the bedside table, resting her chin on her hands as she looked at him.

Her smile was even sweeter than before, as sweet as if it had been soaked in sugar water.

Those amber eyes curved into crescents, and her eyelashes cast a small shadow on her cheeks.

He sat there radiating light, like a newly risen sun.

Looking at her smile, Gu Yan felt as if the pain in her body had lessened a bit.

The feeling was wonderful; it wasn't the effect of the medication, but simply that I was infected by her good mood.

She spoke, her voice clear and crisp like a wind chime, filled with anticipation.

"Is it delicious? Is it delicious? What do you think? Isn't it great?"