Chapter 36: The child in Ma Er's belly might not be Ye Yunzheng's...
On the way there, He Anting brought Imperial Physician Han with him. Imperial Physician Han spoke anxiously, "Sir, I've just been reading medical books and have come up with a solution. Since the young Gu is weak, we can feed it with the mother's blood to cure it."
He Anting's expression softened a bit: "Really?"
"It should be true, but we still need to find that girl as soon as possible."
The county lady pushed Qi Yue and said, "Watch him. Don't let him lie down." She knew she couldn't stop her son, so she ordered Qi Yue.
"Okay." Qi Yue hurriedly followed.
On the road to Jiyang Prefecture, a dark figure galloped on his horse and soon entered the post station in the town. He ran to the second floor.
Ye Yunzheng was standing by Jing Yao's bed, occasionally putting his finger into her nostrils to check her breath.
Ming Yi rushed into the house: "Master."
Ye Yunzheng stood up suddenly: "Where are the things?"
"Here it is." Ming Yi gave it to him breathlessly. "I asked for it for a long time and spent a lot of money to buy it."
Ye Yunzheng took it and was about to open it, but the doctor quickly took it and said, "Let me do it, so you don't break it."
He carefully prepared two glasses of water, opened the boxes, and placed the Gu worms in each. He handed them to Ye Yunzheng first, "Prince, drink."
Ye Yunzheng hesitated for a moment: "Can this thing do any harm to me?" He asked impulsively.
"That's not impossible. Madam was damaged by the Zi Gu, so the mother Gu was naturally damaged as well, and the degree was not small. If she encountered a wound, poison, or other life-threatening situation, she would die faster than a normal person."
"But normally there's nothing to do."
After the doctor finished speaking, Ye Yunzheng hesitated. He was about to go to a heavily armed area in the northwest, where he would be facing people who had been to the battlefield. Did he really want to take such a dangerous thing?
The doctor probed, "Sir?"
Ye Yunzheng slowly reached for the bowl of water, then suddenly put it down: "Give it to her first."
The doctor sighed, then picked up the bowl of poison, walked to Jing Yao's bed, carefully lifted up the back of Jing Yao's neck, and planned to feed it to her.
He Anting galloped all the way, with blood boiling in his throat. Qi Yue was worried that he couldn't hold on, and advised him to slow down, but he didn't listen. By the time they arrived at the town, the people from the Walking Division had quietly surrounded the inn.
He jumped off his horse, the sharp corners of his robe slid in an arc in the air, and his elegant figure was like a drawn bowstring.
The moment she pushed the door open, she saw four people in the room. A middle-aged man was holding a bowl of something unknown and putting it to Jing Yao's mouth.
The middle-aged man was frightened when he saw so many people coming. His hands trembled and a few drops of food in the bowl spilled out.
Ye Yunzheng suddenly turned his head and his expression changed when he saw He Anting.
He Anting stepped forward and kicked him directly.
Ye Yunzheng was unable to dodge and was kicked in the chest, crashing into the table, causing a bowl of water to fall to the ground with a clang and spill all over the floor.
He covered his chest and groaned twice, then raised his eyes angrily. The doctor saw that the situation was not right and quickly put down the bowl in his hand. His legs went limp and he said, "Please spare my life, sir, please spare my life. It is none of my business."
Doctor Han quickly stepped forward to check Jing Yao's breathing. He Anting clenched his throat and asked, "How is it?"
When I listened carefully, I could still hear some trembling.
"The girl took the ginseng slices in her mouth and felt relieved. The baby in her belly needs to be protected as soon as possible."
He Anting pulled out a dagger and cut his palm. Bright red blood oozed out. He put his hand close to Jing Yao's lips and fed her the blood in time.
The beautiful pale little face had lost its former vitality, its lips were pale, and even its eyelashes no longer trembled.
After feeding the blood, He Anting also staggered.
Ye Yunzheng's sneer suddenly rang out from inside the room: "You really put a lot of effort into it."
He Anting looked at him: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"
"I am an official appointed by the imperial court. What right do you have to kill me? If you dare to do anything to me, my uncle and aunt will not let you go, and A'ou will not forgive you either."
He Anting pulled him up by the collar: "How dare you mention Ah-yu."
He placed the dagger across Ye Yunzheng's neck, determined to teach him a lesson. Qi Yue understood what he meant and dragged Ming Yi and the doctor out, leaving only Doctor Han and Qing Wu in the room.
Qing Wu stepped forward and held Ye Yunzheng down.
Ye Yunzheng watched as everyone left. He Anting looked at him as if he were a dead object and started to panic: "You... those people outside are my people. If you dare to touch me, they will not let you go."
He Anting sneered: "Are you talking about the Yin King and his bunch of good-for-nothings?"
Ye Yunzheng was stunned: "You..."
He Anting raised his knife and a streak of blood immediately slid across his neck, but avoided the vital parts.
A sharp pain suddenly came.
"It's certainly not okay to take your life, but cutting a finger or making a few cuts should be fine."
He Anting played with the dagger, looking at him as if he were a dead object: "I have tolerated you for a long time."
Ye Yunzheng's face was pale and he looked at him in fear.
Qi Yue was guarding inside the house, and he didn't react at all when hearing the screams of pain coming from inside. He believed that his uncle was restrained in his actions.
"Doctor Han, I leave the person to you." He Anting said, looking at the man covering his arm on the ground.
"yes."
Hearing this, He Anting walked to the bedside, calmed himself, ignored the pain of his heart being gnawn, bent down, picked up the lying girl, and walked out with steady steps.
Jing Yao's face was already a little redder, not as pale as before.
He Anting did not take her away directly, but changed the room and put her down gently. The person in his arms was breathing steadily and no longer as pale as before.
He seemed to be relieved then, and sat down on the edge of the bed as if exhausted, enduring the pain in his heart, and fainted.
Qing Wu was knocking on the door. When he was searching Ye Yunzheng's package for evidence of his secret dealings with King Yin, he accidentally found a bottle of medicine. He immediately asked Doctor Han to test it to see if it was poison.
Doctor Han was surprised after smelling it: "This is a male enhancement pill. Where did you get it from?"
Qing Wu was embarrassed when he heard this: "I found it in Ye Shizi's bag."
Doctor Han was very calm and composed. He had seen a lot of things like this. Even in the palace, there were many unspeakable secrets.
He personally felt the pulse of the unconscious Ye Yunzheng: "Oh, the pulse is deep, thin and weak, which means the kidney essence is deficient, not warm, and the essence is cold. The pulse is stagnant, it has been a long time. Why is this Ye Shizi so weak?"
Wait, so if Prince Ye is not good enough, then where did the child in Madam Jing’s belly come from?
Doctor Han and Qingwu looked at each other in surprise.
Qingwu knocked on the door for a long time but no one opened it, so he quickly called Doctor Han into the house.
"Hurry, carry him to the couch. He has been holding on for so long, don't let anything happen to him." Doctor Han, with his old bones, and Qing Wu helped He Anting to the bed.
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When Jing Yao slowly woke up, the room was dark and not even a candle was lit. She squinted her eyes and looked around, and seemed to see a tall silhouette lying motionless beside the couch.
She suddenly woke up, her heart beating like a drum.
Ye Yunzheng fell asleep, should he run? Just then, the sound of people walking and sporadic voices came from outside the house.
She remembered that there were many of Ye Yunzheng's guards outside the house and she couldn't run away.
Jing Yao called out cautiously, "Hello?"
The figure didn't respond.
Sleeping soundly?
Jing Yao groped over in the moonlight and poked him, but there was still no response. Something happened? That's great.
She reached out and touched his body again to make sure he was still breathing.
It turned out to be scorching hot.
She realized later that this person must be sick, otherwise he would not be lying there motionless.
Jing Yao spat angrily and said, "You deserve it. You bullied me."
Still not satisfied, she fumbled with the hairpins in her hair, pulled out one, squeezed it, and wanted to poke him hard, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She was trembling with fear at the thought of hurting him.
Jing Yao bit her lip, and timidly and cowardly just scratched the back of his hand a few times.
Suddenly, the sound outside came closer and closer, as if it was coming into the room. Jing Yao was so frightened that she shuddered and the hairpin in her hand fell to the ground. She turned around and went to the bed, quickly crawled into the quilt and covered her head.
The door suddenly opened, and soon a dim light came on in the room. Qing Wu went forward to check on He Anting, and then continued to feed him medicine as requested by Doctor Han.
Then he went out, and after a while he brought back two bowls of hot porridge, closed the door and went out again.
Jing Yao smelled the aroma of hot porridge and her stomach rumbled. She carefully lifted the quilt and planned to get out of bed to eat.
He Anting woke up slowly. He frowned, and the pain in his heart had eased a lot. Then he propped himself up.
The two of them immediately looked at each other.
He Anting blurted out: "Are you okay?"
Jing Yao was stunned. She couldn't believe it and rubbed her eyes. "Are you He Anting?"
"Don't you recognize me?" He Anting's tone became a little colder.
"No..." She reacted, "Where is Ye Yunzheng? Why are you here? Can I, can I go home?" Her voice was a little excited, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.
He Anting said indifferently, "Ye Yunzheng has been escorted back to the capital. He left the capital without an imperial decree, neglected his duties, and abducted my fiancée. He will be tried by the Dali Temple."
That’s great! Jing Yao breathed a sigh of relief and was also a little touched. She didn’t expect that he would actually come to save her.
"Master He, thank you." Jing Yao apologized sincerely.
He Anting's fear faded, and anger returned. "What did I tell you? I said he had bad intentions and was just trying to trick you. You didn't believe me, but believed him instead. What happened? Did you really think he was your sworn brother?"
He was so angry that he touched his heart and the pain came back again.
Jing Yao lowered her head in guilt: "I know I was wrong, and I won't do it again."
She was trained like a quail.
He Anting sneered: "You'd better really know that you are wrong."
Teaching your wife is not only about the principles, but also about the ability to recognize evil in people. This time he did not show any mercy and withdrew his gaze.
When he raised his hand, he found several bloodstains on the back of his hand. He Anting looked puzzled, but his eyes fell on the hairpin on the ground.
He bent down to pick it up and found a drop of blood on the end.
Jing Yao saw his actions and her heart beat rapidly: "I didn't mean to do that. I thought it was Ye Yunzheng." She said embarrassedly.
He Anting glanced at her and said, "Do you think it's Ye Yunzheng who wants to kill me?"
"No, I don't dare. I just want to vent my anger."
Who knew that he recognized the wrong person? Jing Yao was now extremely embarrassed. He must feel that he saved her in vain.
"Do you have abdominal pain or chest pain?" He Anting asked her.
Jing Yao touched her belly and said, "I feel a little uncomfortable..." It felt like menstruation, but fortunately, it was just a little uncomfortable.
"Don't run around or move around these days. Doctor Han said you have a miscarriage and need to rest."
Miscarriage? Jing Yao suddenly became nervous: "Will I have a miscarriage?"
"It shouldn't be..." She was in very good health, with sufficient energy and blood, and Doctor Han also praised her highly.
Jing Yao then remembered to ask, "This morning I felt uncomfortable in my chest, and my chest felt tight, and then I seemed to faint."
"This happened because the poisonous insect moved abnormally." He Anting was vague and didn't say it too clearly to avoid scaring her.
That's good. Jing Yao looked at the porridge on the table eagerly: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
"You eat first." He Anting looked a little tired, leaning on the couch and closing his eyes to rest.
Jing Yao said "oh", moved to the table, lowered her head and slowly drank the porridge. The porridge was very fragrant, mixed with pork liver and chicken soup.
"Aren't you hungry?" Jing Yao asked him.
He Anting opened his eyes: "I'm hungry and have no strength."
Jing Yao looked at the porridge on the table and said, "Then should I feed you?"
He Anting shook his head: "No need."
It was the first time Jing Yao saw him so vulnerable. She turned her head when Qing Wu pushed the door open.
"Miss, Sir, you are awake." Then he walked in with two bowls of black medicine. "Sir, Miss, this is the medicine prescribed by Doctor Han for you two."
Jing Yao didn't expect to have to drink medicine as soon as she woke up: "It smells terrible."
He Anting knew that she didn't like taking medicine, so he took the bowl from Qing Wu and said indifferently, "No one will give you any today, drink it."
Seeing that this method didn't work, Jing Yao had no choice but to pick up the medicine bowl, hesitated for a long time, and finally heated it up again and finally drank the medicine under He Anting's death gaze.
Just after she finished drinking, He Anting stuffed something hard into her mouth. She sucked on it and it tasted sweet.
It even brought candy.
Qing Wu glanced at Jing Yao who was frowning and said, "Master, I have something to report." The implication was that he might have to avoid Jing Yao.
He Anting nodded, slowly stood up and walked out.
"What's the matter? Tell me. By the way, has the letter been delivered to Madam He?"
Qing Wu nodded: "I've been informed. Madam He must be relieved now."
"When Imperial Physician Han diagnosed Master Ye today, he discovered that he was weak." He relayed that statement to He Anting without missing a word. "So, Master, is it possible that the child in Miss Jing's belly is not Master Ye's? Is it possible that Second Miss's infertility for many years is also related to Master Ye?"
After he finished speaking, He Anting didn't speak for a long time.
He Anting was stunned. He had never expected that there would be such a sudden turn of events. He looked a little dazed and suppressed his joy: "What Doctor Han said must be correct."
"Where is Ye Yunzheng?" he asked seriously.
"Imprisoned and fed with muscle softening powder."
"I'll go and interrogate him." He Anting walked away. He took a deep breath, and the pain in his body seemed to have dissipated.
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