Chapter 13 Yan Zhe is He Zhilin
The three words "He Zhilin" were like a thunderclap, waking up Jiang Xue who was taking a nap with her eyes closed.
She was stunned for a moment, not daring to open her eyes. Her whole body was stiff. She sat stiffly in the chair with her hands supporting her forehead, not moving at all.
Jiang Yu was overjoyed, and patted Yan Zhe's arm, saying:
"I haven't seen you for many years! Why are you in Gu's house?"
Yan Zhe looked embarrassed and said, "I'm here to...examine the princess."
Jiang Yu frowned, "Didn't you say it was a doctor named Yan?"
He suddenly realized: "You are the quack doctor?!"
"Ahem..." Yan Zhe defended, "What itinerant doctor... People in Beijing call me a famous doctor..."
Jiang Yu turned to look at Jiang Xue, and saw that she seemed to be still taking a nap, so he raised his voice slightly:
"Xue'er, Xue'er."
At this moment, Jiang Xue only felt cold sweat soaking her back.
He Zhilin.
The grandson of former Imperial Hospital Director Masaharu.
She forced herself to remain calm, opened her eyes and said, "Brother, I heard it."
Jiang Yu walked closer, took her hand, and said, "He is He Zhilin, the eldest grandson of He Yuanzheng."
Jiang Yu suddenly realized that the hand he raised was sweaty, and asked, "Why are your palms sweaty? Are you feeling unwell?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Zhe hurried forward and said, "Let me take a look."
"No need." Jiang Xue pulled her hand away and forced a smile. "I just accidentally fell asleep and had a nightmare."
She stood up, but didn't dare to look at Yan Zhe. She only looked at Jiang Yu and said:
"I remember seeing him in the palace when I was a child."
"No wonder, when I saw him this morning, I felt that he looked familiar, but I couldn't remember who he was. It turned out to be He... He's elder brother."
She forced a smile, hid her hands under her wide sleeves, dug her nails deep into her palms, and tried to keep herself calm.
But she didn't dare to mention the three words "He Yuanzheng" at all.
Yan Zhe lowered his head, trying to hide the smile in his eyes.
She actually - still remembered him!
He was nine years old at that time and entered the palace with his grandfather for the first time. Out of curiosity, he picked the green plums in the Queen Mother's palace and was punished by his grandfather to stand.
When my grandfather went into the palace to take the empress's pulse, he stood by the palace wall, facing the vermilion wall with his head buried low.
In the cold winter, the plum blossoms in the Empress' Palace are in full bloom.
But it's also very cold.
Snowflakes are falling heavily and scattering finely.
The light snow fell on his small body, and soon he felt cold.
He stretched out his little hands and rubbed them constantly, then put them to his mouth and blew gently, praying in his heart that his grandfather would finish taking his pulse and come out quickly.
After a moment, he felt that the snow seemed to have stopped.
He looked up and saw the edge of the pink oil-paper umbrella.
He turned around and saw a little girl, who was a head shorter than him, holding out her hand to hold an umbrella for him.
That was the first time he met Jiang Xue.
It was like seeing his favorite thing at home - the little porcelain figurine given to him by his grandfather.
Smiling eyes, snow-white round face, bright eyes and white teeth, as cute as ice and snow.
She asked him with a smile, her voice soft and sticky: "Brother, why are you standing in the snow like an idiot?"
He was stunned for a moment.
"I...my grandfather punished me to stand here and wait for him to come back..."
"Grandfather?" The little guy tilted his head slightly, rolled his big eyes, and asked, "Is it Grandpa He Yuanzheng? Is he your grandfather?"
"Yes...yes."
"He's checking my mother's pulse inside." She pointed to the Queen's Palace with her chubby little hand and said, "Did you do anything wrong?"
"I..." he said awkwardly, "I just picked a few green plums without the Queen's permission..."
Queen Mother? He quietly lowered his eyes to look at this little person. It turned out that she was the princess that his grandfather often mentioned.
She is... so pretty.
"Green plum?" She opened her eyes wide and said, "Well, the green plum was given to my mother by my father. It is my mother's favorite."
"But I also like the green plum, it is really beautiful!" She nodded heavily.
"Besides, my mother also allowed me to pick some, but I couldn't quite reach them, so I asked Fudong to pick some for me and put them in a vase to keep."
She was babbling to herself, and little He Zhilin was a little stunned.
The snow was still falling, but He Zhilin thought about it several times and felt that everything seemed to have stopped at that time.
As far as I can see, she is the only one who is vivid and lively.
"Brother He, Brother He!" Little Jiang Xue called out in a low voice several times, and he finally woke up as if from a dream.
She said, "My mother won't care about these things. I can do it, Fudong can do it, and so can you. You should hurry to the palace to avoid the snow."
He lowered his head and said, "I did not follow the rules of respect and inferiority in the palace, so my grandfather punished me appropriately. I cannot disobey my grandfather's orders."
An anxious look appeared on her little face: "Oh, why don't you listen?" Little Jiang Xue was a little discouraged.
Suddenly, a palace servant came from the palace gate. Jiang Xue turned around and said:
"Oh no, Aunt Dong is going to catch us!"
She looked at He Zhilin, then looked back, suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand, and put the umbrella handle into his hand.
"Since you want to stand here, I'll give you the umbrella. I have to run quickly."
She pointed at the palace maid not far away and said, "Second brother and Aqi agreed to take me out to play today. I can't let Aunt Dong catch me sneaking out of the palace."
"Give me the umbrella, what will you do?"
"I have this." She smiled brightly and pointed to her snow-white mink cloak. "I won't be afraid if I put on the hat."
She reached out her hand to lift up the hood, put it on, tied the straps, and asked casually:
"Brother He, what's your name?"
Before he could reply, the maid ran up, shouting "Your Highness!"
She hurriedly ran towards the palace gate.
"My name is..." He looked at the little figure walking away and murmured, "My name is He Zhilin."
Since that meeting, he often found various excuses to accompany his grandfather into the palace, sometimes helping his grandfather carry the medicine box, and sometimes saying he wanted to follow up and learn.
Later, he rescued the second prince Jiang Yu who was clinging to the palace wall and unable to get down.
Later, Jiang Yu was very loyal and asked the Queen for permission, and he became his study partner.
He often followed Jiang Yu, just wanting to have a chance to play with Jiang Xue together.
But Jiang Xue always sticks to Xiao Qi, the hostage from the country Gan.
It seemed that her gaze was only focused on Xiao Qi. Even though they had met many times, she still couldn't remember him.
The next time she saw him in the palace, she would still ask:
"May I have your name?"
His grandfather discovered his thoughts and punished him by making him kneel in the family ancestral hall for three days.
My grandfather said that as a subject, he should not have such foolish thoughts.
He argued that he had no delusions and just wanted to see her more often.
My grandfather said that Your Highness is the emperor of the royal family, but everything he does is a sin.
His grandfather asked him to accompany his father, who had been ill for many years, back to his ancestral home in Jiaodong to recuperate. He was fifteen years old that year.
Before leaving Beijing, he asked the Second Prince to bring the umbrella to her.
The pink tung oil paper umbrella he had treasured for many years still had a good color due to careful maintenance. He wrapped the umbrella handle with a circle of silk cloth.
There were two tiny red beans hidden inside the silk cloth.
He didn't know whether Jiang Xue received the umbrella or discovered the secret in the silk cloth.
Seven years after leaving Beijing, he never had the chance to see her again.
Three years ago, my grandfather suddenly resigned from his position as the director of the academy and returned to Jiaodong. After imparting all he had learned to him within half a year, he passed away in the quiet night.
Over the past three years, he used the pseudonym Yan Zhe and traveled across four continents, tasting hundreds of herbs and diagnosing hundreds of diseases. He became somewhat famous and was finally able to inherit his grandfather's medical skills.
While he was practicing medicine in the south, the news that Princess Changle was about to marry the new top scholar became known throughout the country.
He hurried back to the capital, wanting to take one more look at her from afar on her wedding day.
But he never expected that last night, the housekeeper of the Gu Mansion found him and said that the princess was ill and the prince consort wanted to find a doctor for her.
She didn't recognize him when she first saw him.
He was a little disappointed, but it was also expected.
Ever since he met the mother and son, he knew that Gu Lintan must be hiding some secret, so he wanted to take this opportunity to use Yan Zhe's identity to help her find out the truth.
"Zhilin, Zhilin?"
Jiang Yu's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Xue'er told me earlier that she had an important matter and asked someone she didn't know the details of to investigate it. I was very worried."
Jiang Yu smiled and said, "Now that I know it's you, I feel relieved."
"So, what kind of leverage do you have over Gu Lintan?"
He Zhilin looked at Jiang Xue, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
Jiang Xue suddenly said, "Brother, I'm a little tired."
She sat down on the chair and said:
"Can we talk about this later?"
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