Chapter 81 Old Friends Return
The next morning, as dawn broke, Chu Huaiyu sent someone to invite the reclusive First Physician into the palace.
This doctor truly lived up to his reputation; he diagnosed the problem in just a few moments by taking the pulse.
Lu Zhaoxue's internal stagnation was too deep, and the herbal medicine she took had little effect, so she immediately sought another approach.
The divine physician prepared a topical ointment, which was supplemented with acupuncture to unblock the meridians.
In less than two months, the crisscrossing scars on Lu Zhaoxue's body faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The once ferocious marks have gradually faded into faint traces.
The newborn skin is fair and delicate, just like a freshly peeled egg.
The raging fire that devoured everything seemed to have left no trace on her.
Even the old scars left from past tortures disappeared without a trace.
Chu Huaiyu gazed at her smooth skin, his eyes filled with joy.
He had always liked her fair and clean appearance, as pure as the first snow that had not yet been touched by dust.
But when he turned his gaze and saw the deep silence hidden in her eyes, a shadow crossed his heart again.
He suddenly realized that while the scars on her body could be wiped away with ointment, what could heal the wounds etched in her heart?
Lu Zhaoxue gently traced the most severe scars on her body with her fingertips, feeling a chill in her heart.
She used to insist on keeping these scars so that they would constantly remind her of her foolishness in trusting others and dragging her family down with her.
Even now, though the scars have faded, the deep-seated regret has never diminished.
As long as she has a breath left, she will constantly atone for her past foolishness.
She often sat listlessly gazing out the window, feeling utterly hopeless.
The long road of life ahead seems to offer no glimmer of hope.
Especially when Chu Huaiyu enthusiastically pulls her along and describes their future together in detail.
She increasingly felt that it was a form of slow slicing.
Each cut, inch by inch, slashed at her already wounded heart.
She didn't know if Chu Huaiyu had seen through her thoughts.
Chu Huaiyu only knew that as long as she was alive and by his side, he was completely content.
Has he stopped daring to hope for more?
In early June, news of the royal ancestral worship ceremony spread throughout Kyoto.
Nobles and princes from all over the country set off from their fiefdoms to the capital to participate in this triennial grand ceremony.
And Chu Siheng will also come back.
When Lu Zhaoxue heard the news, a faint smile finally appeared on her face, which had remained expressionless for a long time.
Her appetite, which had been poor for days, began to improve gradually. At lunch today, she unconsciously ate an extra half bowl of rice.
"Did you like today's food?"
Chu Huaiyu's voice was tinged with laughter, and his warm fingertips gently caressed her left hand, which hung down beside her, the movement so tender it was almost lingering.
"Um."
Lu Zhaoxue responded hesitantly, lowering her eyes to avoid his gaze, but her fingertips secretly curled up under the table.
Her thoughts had already drifted far away, completely focused on the person who was about to return.
Chu Siheng is now blind. In that desolate and barren place of Mo Nan, is he still doing well?
Will people take advantage of him because he has lost his sight and power, and bully him at will?
So many years have passed, has the hatred he harbors for himself lessened at all...?
besides……
She wanted to find an opportunity to see him again, even if it was just to hide in a corner and catch a glimpse of him from afar.
"What are you thinking about?"
Chu Huaiyu put down the jade chopsticks in his hand and looked down at her.
The smile in his eyes had faded, replaced by a hint of coldness.
Lu Zhaoxue suddenly snapped out of her daze, quickly put down her chopsticks, and forced herself to remain calm, saying, "I...I was thinking about my parents..."
Chu Huaiyu paused slightly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
He turned his face away, unable to bear looking at the sorrow in her eyes any longer.
Although he did not kill the Lu couple with his own hands, they died because of him, and he ultimately owed the Lu family a great deal.
After a long while, he sighed softly, his voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of caution:
"After the ancestral worship ceremony is over, I will accompany you to pay respects to your parents-in-law."
Lu Zhaoxue responded softly, but a cold, mocking smile curled at the corner of her lips.
Father-in-law and mother-in-law...
He called out to him so affectionately.
But that makes sense; who else in this world could be as heartless, ungrateful, and shameless as him?
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