Chapter 498 She Hopes the King Dies Soon
Song Yanxi originally thought that after Xie Wanjun's opening remarks, what would follow must be something very important to her.
But what she asked for was that she didn't want Mo Lingxuan to know that she was ill.
This was just a small task, so Song Yanxi naturally wouldn't refuse.
But there was one thing she had to remind Xie Wanjun of.
"The prince knew about the princess's fainting last night."
Given Mo Lingxuan's personality, it is almost impossible to hide it from him.
Xie Wanjun chuckled and nodded, saying softly, "Don't worry, Princess. I will take care of the prince myself.
He probably wouldn't ask the princess anything, and if he did, the princess would just pretend she didn't know."
Song Yanxi frowned and swallowed the words back.
After all, she and Princess Ning had only just met, and some of the words she said were too presumptuous.
Understanding what she wanted to ask, Xie Wanjun said softly, "I appreciate your kindness, Princess.
It's just that the matter between us as husband and wife can't be explained in just a few words, and I don't want the princess to get involved."
She forced a smile and said, "As for feelings, it's like drinking water, only the person who drinks it knows whether it's hot or cold. As long as I feel good about it..."
Song Yanxi interrupted her and said, "Princess, the pulse will not lie."
She may not know whether she is happy or not.
But she has been unwilling to smile for many years and rarely talks to others. Any experienced doctor can see this from her pulse.
I am too worried and can't sleep at night. How can my body bear it in the long run?
Meeting Xie Wanjun's complicated eyes, Song Yanxi said, "Your Highness and Princess, your liver fire has been too strong recently, so you should rest."
Xie Wanjun nodded and thanked him softly.
Her disguise has been seen through, and there is no point in saying more.
Now I just hope that Your Majesty will know the current situation of Prince Ning’s Mansion and not get too angry.
Mo Lingxuan's body could no longer withstand the torture.
Her son Chen cannot live without a father.
The Ning Wang Mansion cannot do without its male owner.
Song Yanxi sat with Xie Wanjun for a while, watched her drink the medicine and eat half a bowl of rice, then got up and left.
Although she didn't want to, she still had to go to the study to take a look at Mo Lingxuan to make sure he wouldn't suddenly die in the next period of time.
This will also prevent her from being unable to explain when His Majesty asks.
But she is just a doctor who cures illnesses and saves lives, not an omnipotent god.
If Prince Ning continued to lose his temper like before and became violent towards Princess Ning, she couldn't guarantee whether his old illness would be triggered.
Song Yanxi had just walked to the door carrying the medicine box when she heard Xie Wanjun say, "The prince has a bad temper. If he says anything unpleasant, Princess, please don't take it to heart."
Hearing this, Song Yanxi paused slightly.
She sighed softly and said without turning her head, "Princess, you should talk to yourself more often."
There was silence behind me, and no one responded.
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"Let her go, I don't need her to heal me!"
As soon as Song Yanxi reached the door, she heard Mo Lingxuan cursing from inside.
Along with the sound, there was also the sound of porcelain breaking.
If she guessed correctly, he must have dropped the medicine bowl.
Good words cannot persuade a dying ghost.
Since he doesn't want to live, why should she waste her time?
Without even bothering to say hello, Song Yanxi was about to leave with her medicine box.
"Creaky——" the door was opened from the inside.
Ah Cheng covered his head, ran to her, knelt down, and kowtowed profusely, saying, "Princess, please go in and take a look at my prince. He refuses to take his medicine."
Song Yanxi frowned, suppressed the disgust in her eyes and asked, "What do you want me to do?"
Without waiting for Ah Cheng to answer, she said coldly, "If I take action, I can only knock the prince unconscious and force the medicine down his throat."
If he wanted, she wouldn't mind cooperating.
Ah Cheng looked up in astonishment, "Princess, this..."
"Acheng, get in here!"
Song Yanxi glanced at the door and reminded, "Your prince is calling you."
She said, turned and left.
Ah Cheng hurriedly crawled a few steps on his knees, rushed forward, hugged one of her legs, and said anxiously: "Princess, you can't do this!
What my prince said just now were just angry words, don't take them seriously."
As soon as the voice fell, an angry roar came from the house, "Acheng, you are looking for death."
Then, there were several heart-wrenching coughs.
Afraid that Mo Lingxuan would cough up blood again, Song Yanxi quickly opened the medicine box, took out a crimson porcelain bottle and handed it to Acheng.
She said, "Go feed one to your prince. It will help to calm his anger."
Acheng took the medicine bottle with both hands and walked in hurriedly without even saying thank you.
Through the half-open door, Song Yanxi heard him say to Mo Lingxuan, "Prince, as long as you cooperate with the princess's treatment, I'll be fine with you when you recover, even if it means beating or cutting you up."
By the end of his words, Ah Cheng's voice was already filled with tears.
"Even if you don't care about your own health, you should at least think about the princess and the young prince!"
"She?" Mo Lingxuan's voice was filled with sarcasm. "She wishes I would die sooner rather than later."
After he finished speaking, he coughed a few more times.
Mo Lingxuan spoke again, his voice filled with pain.
He asked Ah Cheng, "What do you think she does in the Buddhist temple every day?"
Ah Cheng said weakly, "Of course I'm copying Buddhist scriptures and chanting Buddha's name, praying for the safety of the prince and the young master."
"Do you believe this?"
Faced with Mo Lingxuan's questioning, Acheng was unable to answer.
Because he was lying.
If Xie Wanjun was really praying for him and his son, how could she have never seen him in her eyes for ten years?
In the huge Ning Wang Mansion, the only thing she cared about, besides the baby born from her belly, was the wet nurse who had fed her.
Apart from this, she has nothing to do with anyone or anything in Prince Ning's Mansion.
No matter how many concubines he brought into the house or the children born to the concubines, as a princess, she was too lazy to even look at them, let alone ask a question.
Throughout the year, the number of times a family of three sits at the same table to eat is very few.
Even if Mo Lingxuan wanted to lie to himself, he couldn't.
There is no him in Xie Wanjun's heart.
Even their son did not please her.
Every day he would just lock himself in the Buddhist temple, leave his son to that crazy woman, and act as if he didn't care about anything happening outside.
Even though her son's arrival was not what she wanted, he was still her flesh and blood after all, so why was he like this?
Mo Lingxuan felt a headache when he thought of Xie Wanjun's cold eyes. He said gloomily, "Take the medicine away and drive that princess out of the palace!"
Song Yanxi pushed the door open and entered the room. She met his eyes that seemed to want to eat people, raised a smile and asked, "Your Highness, do you really not want me to treat you?"
Mo Lingxuan was about to say "yes", but changed his mind when he caught the expectation in her eyes.
He stared at Song Yanxi with a sinister look and sneered, "Since you are here to treat me on the orders of my father, let me see how capable you are."
That threatening look clearly said: "No reward if you cure the disease well, but there will be punishment if you don't cure it well."
Song Yanxi's smile instantly disappeared from her face, and she said coldly, "Your Highness Prince Ning's ideas change really quickly."
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