Chapter 328: In the end, it was all for naught!
Xuan Ting sighed and returned to his bedchamber. Somewhat impatiently, the person beside him shook off the snow. He immediately took off his cloak, grabbed the wooden box, and eagerly sat down at the desk. He then quickly flipped through a pile of letters, finally curling his lips into a smile: "I knew it. How could Aunt Nuan not write to me for so long? These people really deserve to die. Luckily, the letters were found."
A shadow crossed his eyes. This wasn't the first time he'd been monitored. He'd turned a blind eye before, after all, he was still young, and it wasn't good for him to be too sharp. But now... He pursed his lips, banishing the unpleasant thoughts from his mind, and focused on reading Jiang Nuanzhi's letter.
She glanced at it twice and then smiled, revealing a dimple at the corner of her mouth: "An Dehai, look! Aunt Nuan told me to take care of myself. If I had seen this letter earlier, I wouldn't have caught a cold!"
Then he sighed again: "If I were by Aunt Nuan's side, how could I have been sick for so long without getting better?"
As he said this, he sniffed, his expression dazed and tinged with a hint of grievance.
An Dehai's lips twitched. He did care about His Highness, though. He himself had been reminding His Highness to take care of his health day after day, year after year, and His Highness had never listened to him seriously even once. Why did His Highness listen to Physician Jiang's advice?
Of course, he dared not say anything else at that moment, but simply nodded with a smile: "Your Highness is right."
Xiao Xuanting held the letter and read it for a long time, reluctant to put it down, and sighed softly.
Andehai quickly said, "Your Highness, there are others too. Please check if your friends have also written you letters?"
As they were talking, a carrier pigeon flew out of the window. Xuan Ting's eyes lit up, and he got up and went over to read the letter on the pigeon in one go.
Her eyes immediately welled up with tears, and the next second, she sobbed as she threw the note into the stove to burn.
"Oh dear, Your Highness, what's wrong?" An Dehai was startled and hurriedly handed over a handkerchief.
Xuan Ting sniffed: "I knew it. It must have been Master who did this. The reason Father and I were able to get here so easily was because of the commotion Master caused in Pingning City."
Xuan Ting sniffed as he spoke, "I wonder if Father is still angry with Master. Master has suffered so much over the years."
Seeing the prince's dejected expression, Andehai immediately took out another letter from inside: "Look, this seems to be a letter from your friend. Take a look."
He looked at it, and the signature on it was Li Junping.
Xuan Ting composed himself, picked up the envelope and read: "He said that the family is moving soon, and Aunt Nuan specially reserved a room for me. She even bought my favorite dark-colored quilt for that room!"
Upon hearing this, An Dehai's lips twitched again. Didn't His Highness just two days ago feel that the dark quilt in the bedchamber was too stuffy and have it changed to a light blue one?
"Oh right, let's change the quilts in the room to dark color too, and the robes too. I'll wear dark color tomorrow. I really do like dark color the most."
An Dehai: "Yes."
Xuan Ting continued reading: "This Li Junping, has he gone mad? He actually read through the entire eight-legged essay again! How did he read it so quickly this time? I've only read half of it!"
Looking at the thick stack of books beside him, Xuan Ting sighed heavily and said with a sneer, "Just wait, I'll catch up soon."
Then she picked up the letter again, opened it this time, and laughed: "Hehe, Baozhu is the cutest! She even gave me a handprint. Look, look how cute she is!"
He then showed the letter to Andehai, who was standing beside him.
An Dehai was completely stunned. The whole thing was just a crookedly written message: "Brother Xuanting, eat well and sleep well." And the handprint was even more appalling—a red one! What was that all about? How creepy!
An Dehai inwardly scoffed, but outwardly still smiled and replied, "Yes. It's really beautiful."
"Right? There's still a floral scent on it. The little girl must be missing me."
An Dehai: "Yes."
Are you sure it wasn't just printed on while you were painting your nails?
After all, the color on it looks a lot like the color of a henna flower.
Xuan Ting got so engrossed in reading the letters that he immediately opened another one, then rolled his eyes: "That brat really needs a good beating! What's so great about Aunt Nuan buying him new clothes? Doesn't the whole family have them? It's not like he's the only one with them. If I were here, Aunt Nuan would definitely buy me two sets too!"
An Dehai hurriedly replied, "Yes, Your Highness is right."
The next second, Xuan Ting broke down completely: "They all have them, Brother Lü has them, Da Hei has them, but I don't."
An Dehai: "Your Highness, how about we have the Imperial Wardrobe send us a few more sets?"
"How can that be the same!" Xuan Ting glared angrily, then continued to stare furiously, grinding his teeth with each look: "He said he bought Aunt Nuan a silver hairpin, pure silver, and he still has the nerve to show it off to me?"
Xuan Ting immediately stood up with a thud: "Go, tell someone to go to the storeroom and bring me all my most expensive hairpins. I want to choose them for Aunt Nuan myself."
He had originally planned to wait until Aunt Nuan and the others came to Beijing before making a decision, but now he couldn't wait any longer!
An Dehai's smile froze, and for a moment he didn't know what expression to make. He numbly replied, "Yes." He quickly ordered someone to fetch something from the storeroom.
After giving these instructions, when they returned, they found His Highness already lying on the large bed in the ward, a clear smile on his lips, saying, "Aunt Nuan sent me two letters. This letter says that she also sent me medicine. Why didn't I receive this package? Why don't you go to the front and ask if she brought it back?"
An Dehai immediately nodded: "Here it is, here it is. I've been busy all day, so I'll put it away for you first."
Upon seeing the package that An Dehai had taken out, Xiao Xuanting immediately sealed the envelope back into the box and went to check on the package.
Inside, there were several different porcelain bottles, and a strip of cotton cloth with instructions on how to use it written on it.
Xuan Ting held the items and examined them closely, then jumped up happily: "These are all things Aunt Nuan sent me for self-defense. This is a poison powder that can cause someone's intestines to rupture, and this is... wound medicine! An Dehai, it's the best wound medicine, the one that saved your life! An Dehai, do you remember?"
An Dehai blinked twice and immediately nodded: "Yes, this servant remembers. This servant is extremely grateful to Doctor Jiang."
Every time he sees the wound medicine, An Dehai thanks Dr. Jiang, and he has gotten used to it now.
Xuan Ting listened to this and then continued reading with satisfaction: "There's also medicine to prevent colds. Aunt Nuan is so kind. I've run out of medicinal herbs here, only Aunt Nuan remembers me."
Without saying a word, he pushed all the various medicine bottles on the shelf down and then carefully put the medicine bottles that Jiang Nuanzhi had brought him back on.
An Dehai glanced at the medicine bottle spinning on the ground, then at his prince, and silently squatted down to pick up the medicine.
The imperial physicians were ultimately misplaced.
An Dehai understood. No wonder women say that if you marry a loving man, even black will seem white; if you marry a heartless man, even white will seem black!
At midnight
(End of this chapter)
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