Chapter 90
At the age of fifteen, Lu Huaying left Chang'an, intending to go to Xizhou to join her brother.
She discovered that traveling with Wei Mingsu as a married couple not only avoided severe questioning, but also seemed safer than hiding in a caravan.
Wei Mingsu was a scribe. When the guards at some checkpoints inspected his lodgings and luggage, they would see the scriptures he had written, ask a few simple questions, and then wave him through.
Lu Huaying felt fortunate to have met Wei Mingsu, but also a little guilty, thinking that she must make it up to Wei Mingsu after she arrived in Xizhou.
Before she could figure out how to make it up to him, she suddenly fell ill when they entered an inn that day. After a bout of dizziness, she collapsed to the ground.
Wei Mingsu picked her up.
Her face turned pale, she was sweating profusely, and her whole body was trembling.
The other guests in the inn were startled. The waiter took a few steps closer and saw that Lu Huaying's lips had turned white. Fearing that it was some kind of contagious disease, he took a few steps back in fright and loudly chased them away. The other guests also got up and moved away, telling them to leave quickly.
Wei Mingsu asked the waiter if there were any doctors nearby. The waiter pointed to the mountain and said, "We don't have any doctors here. Only the monks in the temple on the mountain know how to treat illnesses."
He immediately carried Lu Huaying on his back and headed up the mountain.
The temple was built on the mountaintop. He carried Lu Huaying on his back for a long time before they reached the halfway point.
Lu Huaying was in a daze. When she opened her eyes a little more, it was already dark. In the pitch-black forest, Wei Mingsu carried her on his back and walked forward in the dark.
Before dawn, Wei Mingsu reached the top of the mountain.
The temple on the mountain was small, and all the monks who knew a little about medicine came to examine Lu Huaying. No one knew what was wrong with her, so they could only cook some medicine for her to take for now.
She took the medicine, but her condition didn't improve. Her body was covered in bumps, even on her face. She was on the verge of death and thought she might die. So she entrusted her last wishes to Wei Mingsu: "Wooden Head... the gold ingots I brought with me... I'll leave them all to you..."
The thought that she would die at the young age of fifteen and not be able to see her family one last time overwhelmed Lu Huaying with grief, and tears streamed down her face.
She fell into a deep sleep again and lost consciousness.
In my drowsy state, I heard a hoarse voice.
Be good, take your medicine properly.
She didn't respond, so he called her name again and again, gently and patiently.
Lu Huaying opened her mouth and took the medicine.
The next day, Lu Huaying woke up, her mind clear. Looking at Wei Mingsu's face, she couldn't believe that the person who had gently coaxed her to take her medicine the day before was him.
Wei Mingsu took care of Lu Huaying without taking off his clothes, and fed her medicine again.
Lu Huaying stared at him for a while, and suddenly saw a terrible face reflected in his pupils. She exclaimed "Ah!" and reached out to touch her own face, feeling bumps all over it.
She asked, distressed, "Are my face covered in red spots like my body? Do I look scary?"
Wei Mingsu shook his head: "It's not scary."
Lu Huaying didn't think Wei Mingsu would lie through his teeth. She paused for a moment, still somewhat doubtful: "Really?"
Wei Mingsu nodded.
"Can it be cured?"
Wei Mingsu didn't hide anything from her: "It can be cured, but I don't know how long it will take."
Yesterday, Lu Huaying fell into a coma and her pulse was very weak. The monk suddenly thought of a certain illness and tried a medicine to dispel wind, which unexpectedly worked.
Lu Huaying is not physically weak. The reason why she suddenly fell into a coma and developed rashes all over her body overnight could be due to some kind of discomfort, such as the food she ate, the water she drank, the clothes she wore, or the weather.
Wei Mingsu looked at the rash on Lu Huaying's neck.
These days she can only eat dry food and drink stream water.
To evade her pursuers, she bought a few old clothes a few days ago when she passed through a market. The old clothes were made of rough material and were not very clean. She was used to wearing fine silks and satins, so she didn't complain about wearing rough clothes. However, these past two days, she has been scratching herself involuntarily, clearly feeling very uncomfortable.
She was spoiled and pampered; although she could endure hardship,
My body is not yet adapted to life outside.
Wei Mingsu said, "This place is too remote, and we can't find good doctors. Let's go to Guazhou and ask a doctor to prescribe medicine for you so that the rash can heal faster."
Lu Huaying pondered for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No, it's too dangerous to go to Guazhou. My brother's men are definitely waiting for us there."
She touched her face again, sighed, and looked up at Wei Mingsu with a smile.
"It's alright, I'm all better now and can continue on my way. It's just a rash, it's treatable, so don't worry about it, it'll get better on its own."
Wei Mingsu remained silent.
She was very concerned about the red spots on her face, but the thought of possibly being caught and taken back made her prefer to have the spots on rather than go to Guazhou.
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