Chapter 57: Illusion of Prosperity/The Adult Has Wake Up!

Taking into account the differences between men and women, he called his maid over early.

The doctor advised: "Usually, for cracked lips in winter, you use this. It's mainly paraffin and mineral oil to prevent cracking. But with her skin... I don't dare use medication."

"His Majesty said she will recover on her own. Perhaps she has her own special medicine? I'm afraid if we mix the medicines, their properties will clash and make things worse."

Xue Rui took it and nodded, "Yes."

She looked at the person lying there, a look of fear or disgust flashing across her face, but she endured it and did as she was told.

Tu Xing stood by and glanced at the three buckets of water. They had been changed several times after being used up, and now two of the buckets were turbid.

A gaze was so strong that it could not be ignored. The young man looked at its source and saw that it was Evander. The doctor was applying medicine and bandaging him.

As they looked at each other, Evander bared his teeth, his eyes full of provocation and hostility.

Tu Xing frowned. What's wrong with this guy?

There was no exchange of words throughout the entire day. The only interaction was the eye contact when checking someone, and the other party rolled his eyes in disdain.

When the incident of knowing the truth but not reporting it happened, Tu Xing had never been to Sudan at all and had nothing to do with it.

I guess they are just born to be incompatible.

The young man's eyes turned cold. "How strange! Is there no leader among the soldiers?"

"How come the guards and the others were the only ones doing the work the entire time? The lava man who escaped was once abducted and claimed to be a soldier."

Everyone present looked at each other in bewilderment. Whoever spoke first, even if they were of the same status, would have a subtle difference and an unwritten order of seniority as long as they were different individuals.

As the number of people decreased and they were less familiar with each other, the atmosphere became awkward for a while.

When no one responded, Xie Sang opened his mouth and said, "The leader of that group of soldiers was a low-ranking official, not even a general. Besides, the incident happened suddenly, and the guards were close by."

His expression was polite as he looked at the young man.

The Sultan leaned back and said casually, "Send him over for questioning. Here... Cyril will be in charge of guarding. Let me know when she recovers."

After the voice fell, the man walked out the door.

Tu Xing responded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

After the most powerful king left, everyone in the room relaxed and started talking more.

Evander's eyes were still defiant. "I thought you were going to take advantage of this opportunity to attack me, but you ended up looking for trouble with the soldiers?"

Tu Xing folded his arms, leaned against the edge of the table, and looked down at him: "I am just stating an objective fact. Your Majesty is here, so it is inconvenient for you and me to talk openly."

"If there are real problems among the soldiers, sorting them out early will be good for everyone."

Evander: "You are quite eloquent. I'd like to see what you have to say."

Tu Xing: "I still remember that it was you who asked me to serve His Majesty, and we have made peace for now. You knew about it but didn't report it because the people were reporting you. I wonder where your hostility towards me comes from?"

The man scoffed. "Without you whispering in His Majesty's ear, this would never have happened. No one has ever been as troublesome as you."

"And let's be clear, this isn't about making peace, it's just about acknowledging your status."

"But as the head of the guards, you must have both courage and strength. Most importantly, you must protect the interests of the guards. Your performance is truly... I wish you could throw us all in jail."

The white-skinned young man lowered his eyes. That's right, he saw it very clearly.

However: "If you have done it, don't be afraid of being criticized. It's only a matter of time. Your Majesty is no longer as tyrannical as before."

"If you fail to do your job well, there are still thousands of brothers eager to step up. Make room for the young people and give them a chance."

"Due to my status, I only act in the interests of Your Majesty."

Evander's expression was grim and mixed with disdain: "Is it because of your status? Is it because of your body?"

He suddenly thought of something, and his ferocious expression subsided. "Your Majesty has countless concubines. They know you exist. You're probably in trouble. Just sit back and watch the show."

"When the time comes, you'll know which side to stand on."

He paused here and then imitated the tone in a sarcastic tone: "Don't be afraid of being criticized if you do it. It's just a matter of time."

Tu Xing's mouth twitched. How could this sentence be used like this? He is also a talent.

He suddenly felt both amused and helpless, which caused the murderous intent he had accumulated to be shattered.

Stand with your arms folded, tapping your arms alternately with two fingers as if thinking.

Something similar happened before, so the emotional impact this time was actually not that bad.

Judging from Sudan’s own statement that he “has little time to wake up”, he probably can’t tell who is who. It’s just an illusion of prosperity. We’ll see when we get back.

At this moment, a cry of surprise came from the front: "The master is awake!"

Tu Xing raised his eyes, surrounded the three people, and took two steps to the other side. "Leave some fresh air, lift her upper body up, and put some cushions on her back."

The maid Xue Rui responded, "Okay." Then she whispered, "Xie Sang, please wait over there for a moment. I'm going to help the master up."

The short man in black and red scratched his head and immediately retreated to the end of the bed.

The doctor also stepped back two steps to make room. "Excuse me, can you please speak? Is there any use for me here?"

The latter question was directed at the fair-skinned young man.

Tu Xing: "Please wait outside the door. If you don't call me in about half an hour, I won't be needed anymore."

Then, turning to Evander, he asked, "Are you familiar with Lady Celilda? Do you want to chat here instead of leaving?"

"Let's take the doctor with us to collect the medical expenses. Most of the ten guards are likely injured. Since you prioritize the interests of the guards, I'm sure you'll make sure they're properly accommodated."

Evander's face flashed with impatience. "You want me to tell you?"

He stood up with difficulty, looking at the doctor on the side, "Please follow me."

Apparently, he and Celilda had a mediocre relationship, so he tactfully left first.

After the two men left, the room immediately became empty, with only four people left.

Xue Rui adjusted the man's sitting position and slightly adjusted his hair. "Sir, what do you want? Or do you want me to leave?"

At first, the pronunciation was made with a large tongue, as if he was holding a lot of saliva. After a cough, it became clearer.

He said hoarsely, "Pull out the drawer and bring it over. I need to get the medicine."

Hearing this, the two of them immediately moved. Tu Xing walked towards the cabinet, and Xie Sang followed him and said:

"There are so many drawers. Let's take them all to the adults."

Tu Xing nodded and said "hmm". This was what he had intended. Normally it would be difficult to get it right in one go.

Walk to the drawer in the backtracking, pull it out with one hand, and use the other hand to pull out the one next to it.

Just as he was about to grab it with force to see what was inside, he raised his eyebrows. It was almost entirely made of wooden strips.

He closed it directly and pulled out a drawer in the other direction. Seeing countless miscellaneous items inside, mixed with three or two small jars, he walked to the bedside holding one in each hand.

"Sir, look, which one do you want?"

Half of the bed was against the wall, so several people could only squeeze on one side. Seeing this, Xue Rui stepped back and stood.

Tu Xing's eyes fell on his face and he secretly clicked his tongue. Half of his face was melted into one side and his eyeballs were no longer visible, as if they were completely buried in the skin and flesh.

I've seen a mild case of this before, and now I can still control my expression without showing any abnormality.