The eldest grandson of the emperor, Song Binyu, lived next door to Lu Qiqi, making it convenient for her to practice medicine.
This conveniently gave Song Yanqing an excuse to enter the Marquis's residence during the day.
However, the Tatar marriage procession had already begun preparations for departure, so Song Yanqing could only steal a moment from his busy schedule to hurriedly deliver some 'tonics'.
That day, Song Yanqing came to the Marquis of Lin'an's residence to deliver tonics, but found that Song Binyu was unusually young and had a serious expression on his face. His pouting lips could hold an oil bottle.
Song Yanqing wanted to tease him, "What's wrong? A real man shouldn't be arguing with two young girls."
Upon hearing his words, Song Binyu turned his face away, refusing to look at him, and even made a snorting sound to express his dissatisfaction.
"Song Binyu".
The calm tone, yet with an indescribable sense of pressure, suddenly broke through Song Binyu's defenses.
Reluctantly, he turned around, sat up straight, and looked up at his uncle. "Uncle, I don't want to get acupuncture or drink bitter medicine."
The prescription contained only bitter medicines.
Sister Lu also instructed the servants not to let me eat meat.
"I'm not a monk, why should I eat vegetarian food every day?"
Most importantly, who can stand bitter medicine with vegetarian meals every day?
Upon hearing the words "Sister Lu," Song Yanqing raised an eyebrow, her voice carrying a hint of coldness, "What did you call her?"
Song Binyu wasn't stupid; he quickly realized what was going on. He thought to himself, 'Even the Emperor didn't grant you a marriage, and the woman hasn't even married you yet.'
You can't just start calling her "little aunt" before you're even married.
He could think of these words in his mind, but he didn't have the guts to say them out loud in front of Song Yanqing.
He said in a low voice, "Princess Kang Le."
Song Yanqing sighed inwardly, as long as they weren't of different generations, it would be fine.
The room was filled with the smell of medicine. Song Yanqing's eyes swept over the medicine bowl on the table.
He quickly stepped forward, picked up the still-warm medicine, and brought it to Song Binyu's lips.
Ignoring the sorrow in Song Binyu's eyes, he mustered his courage and finished his slurred speech in one breath, using Song Yanqing's hand as a guide.
After setting down the medicine bowl, Song Binyu licked his lips and discovered that the medicine was not bitter at all; in fact, it even tasted a little sweet.
"Sweet?"
Is it sweetened with honey?
Before he could react, Song Yanqing took the 'tonic' and went to Lu Qiqi's courtyard.
At that moment, Lu Qiqi was sitting under the pavilion in the courtyard, with a winnowing basket on the table, carefully selecting medicinal herbs with her head down.
Hearing footsteps, she looked up and saw a familiar face. She smiled and said, "Didn't you say there were still many things to do after the raid on the Anchang Marquis's residence?"
"You've been running to the Marquis of Lin'an's residence every few days; my maternal grandmother has started to hesitate when she sees me."
Song Yanqing placed the food box on the table. "You little ingrate, this is the stewed mutton from Shizhailou that you kept asking for."
Qingdai had long since grown accustomed to the way the two spoke.
At first, she felt it was inappropriate, but seeing that the Marquis of Lin'an and the old lady tacitly approved, she felt no more burdened.
Qingdai smiled and picked up the food box. "The young master is so kind to the young lady. I'll take it away and heat it up right away."
Qingdai, carrying the food box, slipped away, not forgetting to call Yuqing along as well.
At this moment, Nineteen walked to the pavilion and placed the empty bowl he was holding on the stone table.
Lu Qiqi glanced at him indifferently and asked, "So he's finally willing to drink?"
Nineteen shook his head and looked at Song Yanqing.
It was so obvious, yet Song Yanqing still couldn't see that the Shadow Guard was about to be handed over to someone else.
Song Yanqing said, "It seems this isn't the first time this kid has done something like this."
I wonder what the Crown Princess said to him.
Lu Qiqi rubbed the medicinal herbs with the pad of her right hand. "I have already examined Song Binyu's leg ailment."
In my opinion, his leg injury wasn't serious to begin with; it just got worse gradually.
As for the Imperial Medical Academy's initial inability to cure the patient, it's possible they were instructed by someone behind the scenes.
This matter is difficult to verify, and no one would bother to help an imperial grandson whose father has been demoted to a commoner.
However, the Imperial Hospital was different from other places. Due to its strict palace rules, one would need considerable power to accomplish this task.
The two exchanged a glance and immediately guessed who they suspected.
Lu Qiqi looked surprised. "Even a tiger wouldn't eat its cubs. Your son is already gone, and now you won't even spare the last bit of your bloodline?"
Moreover, even if Song Binyu were to have both legs intact, what kind of impact could he possibly have without power or influence?
Song Yanqing initially guessed it was that person, but he soon realized he was wrong.
He said, "Perhaps it wasn't him, after all, he spared the mother and son and ordered them to guard the imperial tomb."
The imperial mausoleum is desolate; doing so is no different from relocating a fiefdom to a harsh and desolate place.
Lu Qiqi chimed in, "That's like letting them, mother and son, grow old and die in the imperial mausoleum, which is tantamount to imprisonment."
In that case, there really isn't much trouble.
Song Yanqing said, "He went through many ups and downs at a young age. I was always away from home, so my close relationship with him only lasted until he was a child."
Furthermore, those who ordered the punishment of the eldest prince, causing him so much suffering, were all his relatives.
It's really difficult to get him to believe it without any hindrance.
After that, the pavilion fell silent, and both of them fell silent.
After a long pause, Song Yanqing said, "Since he refuses to cooperate, I will have Nineteen stay by his side to supervise him and make sure he takes his medicine on time every day."
Unexpectedly, Lu Qiqi shook her head directly.
"To treat leg ailments with ghost needles, not only does the patient need to take the medicine on time, but he also needs to have strong willpower."
The treatment with the ghost needle took a long time, and his leg hadn't been able to move for months.
Over time, his muscles stiffened, but he refused to cooperate, making treatment with acupuncture needles futile.
The two were caught in a dilemma, since no one can heal someone who has lost faith and rejects treatment.
As they were talking, Qingdai brought out the food box again.
Yuqing removed the medicinal herbs from the table.
The moment the food box was opened, a fragrant aroma wafted out, making Lu Qiqi's mouth water.
She took the chopsticks from Qingdai and began to eat heartily.
After she finished eating, she put down her chopsticks and said, "But you don't need to worry too much, I've already thought of a solution."
Song Yanqing asked curiously with a smile, "What good idea?"
Lu Qiqi raised her chin and pointed to one side of the pavilion. Song Yanqing looked in the direction she pointed.
Lu Yao walked ahead, with Haitang carrying a food box behind her.
Song Yanqing guessed that the food box must contain vegetarian dishes.
Watching Lu Yao and her servant disappear down the mountain pass, Song Yanqing turned around and looked at her again.
Lu Qiqi laughed and said, "Before we fled the famine, Ayao and I had a hard time in Yushan Town. At that time, Ayao often went to pick wild vegetables to cook soup to fill our stomachs."
Now that life is better, we will never forget the days when we were hungry.
"Having Ayao supervise him is the most suitable option."
That day, when Ayao saw that Song Binyu didn't cherish the food, she immediately started slapping him.
With her approval and encouragement, Ayao will surely keep a close eye on Song Binyu.
At least for the past few days, Song Binyu hasn't dared to leave a single bite of food.
Although Lu Yao looks like a little rabbit, she's really daring when it comes to fighting!
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