The doctor will stay at the Hall of Mental Cultivation tonight.
The presence of another person in the inner room, who slammed their fist on the floor, caused Xiao Yu to turn around with a displeased expression.
Xiao Yu had always been kind to the imperial physicians, except when he disobeyed medical advice. This was the first time the imperial physician Li had ever experienced the emperor's wrath. In a panic, he slammed his head against the ground again, his mouth agape as he cried out, "Your Majesty, please forgive me! This humble subject did not mean to witness your affair with the Regent!"
Feng Shun, who was carrying the contents of the carriage into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, was startled upon hearing this. He dropped what he was holding and rushed into the inner room screaming, "Your Majesty, you're confused!!! You haven't differentiated yet!!"
I'm afraid they can't outmaneuver the Regent!
Feng Shun cleverly swallowed the last sentence.
But stumbling across the threshold, Feng Shun saw Xiao Yu tearing at Wei Shuang's blood-soaked shirt and sighed in disappointment, looking resentfully at the noisy Physician Li on the ground.
That's all? His young emperor was just being considerate of the regent by checking on his injury.
The dragon throne shook violently.
"Stop talking nonsense! I... I have no affair with the Regent!" Xiao Yu was stunned for a long time, then withdrew his hand with a red face. He jumped into the depths of the dragon bed, only showing his equally red ears to everyone in the room.
Feng Shun: "...?"
Oh no, it seems there really is one.
"Yes, yes, Your Majesty and the Regent are completely innocent. It is my old eyes that are failing me." Imperial Physician Li bowed again, using the body of a man in his thirties to claim the eyes of a man in his sixties.
"Have you moved everything?" After Feng Shun entered the house, the number of people inside increased. Wei Shuang glanced at Xiao Yu, who was practically cooked into a shrimp, and asked in a stiff voice.
Feng Shun glared back at Wei Shuang with resentment. The more he looked, the more heartbroken he felt. His little emperor was in the prime of his life, the age when he was most prone to developing feelings for love. If he had differentiated early, he should have been betrothed. It was not a problem if he took a fancy to someone. But Wei Shuang... was not only Ming Bangying's adopted son, but also more than seven years older than Xiao Yu!
These incidents, one after another, show that the Regent is simply disrespectful to his elders!
He's already an old ox, yet he still covets His Majesty, this tender sprout that's just beginning to grow...!
His young emperor has always been simple-minded; he'll fawn over anyone who treats him well. Despite his best efforts to guard against such behavior—he even gave instructions on the night of his ascension—he still couldn't prevent a traitor within his own ranks! It's a pity that his young emperor's heart had barely begun to flutter when he was thwarted…
"Hmph!" Feng Shun snorted angrily, his delicate fingers no longer curled, his hands clenched into fists, and he twisted his waist to bump into the outside of the hall to continue unpacking the luggage unloaded from the carriage.
Ji Lian, whose arm had been reattached, came over to help, only to have his clothes thrown at him by Feng Shun without him even knowing what was going on.
After Feng Shun led the room full of eunuchs away, the Hall of Mental Cultivation fell silent again, with only the breathing of three people, each with their own thoughts, remaining.
Physician Li lay prostrate on the ground, too ashamed and angry to utter a sound. Only Old Niu Wei Shuang remained to break the deadlock.
Wei Shuang sighed and walked towards Physician Li, easily removing the shirt that Xiao Yu couldn't budge: "My wound accidentally reopened when I was blocking the assassin. I would like to trouble Physician Li to take a look at the injury on my back."
"It clearly split open when you were holding me," Xiao Yuchao murmured softly, peeking out a warm red head from the bed railing.
Wei Shuang was tall and upright, over eight feet in height. When Physician Li raised his head, he could barely see Wei Shuang's chest. To see the injury, Wei Shuang had to sit down first. Physician Li smiled and led Wei Shuang to a seat in the outer hall.
"Imperial Uncle, I feel deeply ashamed because of my injury. Please come and sit by the dragon bed." Xiao Yu said sternly, straightening his clothes and sitting upright by the dragon bed. He patted the empty space beside him and said, "I need to see the injury with my own eyes to be at ease."
The regent and the emperor were both people he couldn't afford to offend, and Imperial Physician Li was caught in the middle, wishing he could cover his ears and eyes.
Wei Shuang was the first to be defeated.
Seeing Wei Shuang finally take a step towards Xiao Yu, Physician Li quickly patted his chest three or four times to reassure himself, then lifted his hem, picked up his medicine box, and followed her forward.
The scissors snipped and slit as the blood-soaked bandage was carefully torn open, revealing the mangled, rotten flesh beneath.
Xiao Yu gasped, her heart pounding with anxiety.
"I knew it. Falling off such a fast and high horse, dislocating your arm, how could it just be a simple scrape even if you have thick skin?" Xiao Yu's nose suddenly stung with tears. "There were so many stones on the ground, it must have been so bumpy and painful."
Wei Shuang forced a smile: "Actually, it doesn't hurt that much."
"You say it doesn't hurt and it doesn't hurt?" Xiao Yu looked away with red eyes, then couldn't help but look back, her expression fierce like a little rabbit. "Wei Shuang, you're deceiving the emperor."
Having no other option, Wei Shuang had to shift the pressure of accountability to the imperial physicians.
"Your Majesty, please don't worry. It's just a superficial wound. The Imperial Hospital has plenty of hemostatic powders that will heal with just one application. However, Your Highness should avoid strenuous exercise for three days, and the wound should not come into contact with water. Rest is the best course of action." Physician Li smiled with narrowed eyes, bracing himself for the worst.
Wei Shuang's body was wrapped in clean bandages again. Xiao Yu sent a palace attendant to bring Wei Shuang a set of clean purple clothes: "The palace gates have been locked. It is not advisable for the Regent to travel. Please stay in the side hall tonight."
Fearing that Wei Shuang would refuse, Xiao Yu listed a bunch of rigid rules and regulations, and then said, "We will stay in the side hall in secret, and Physician Li will also stay at the Imperial Hospital."
"Your Majesty..." Wei Shuang wanted to refuse, but a bitter osmanthus fragrance wafted to her nose. Wei Shuang looked up and saw Xiao Yu's bitter face with his brows furrowed into a deep frown. She swallowed her words back. "Yes."
Physician Li was sweating profusely.
Well, I've overheard something I shouldn't have. I'll be silenced sooner or later.
Since he was going to be silenced anyway, he might as well take the initiative and not delay the Emperor's treatment. With a determined look, Physician Li walked up to Xiao Yu, bowed, and reminded him, "Your Majesty's chronic illness..."
The two of them turned their attention back to the diligent imperial physician.
Now, the anger inside the hall was replaced by the aroma of wine.
Xiao Yu shrugged and turned her head away, casually touching her forehead, and mumbled, "It should be better now, it's not hot anymore."
"Your Majesty, your voice is weak and feeble, and your face is pale. Let me take your pulse before making a diagnosis." Imperial Physician Li then looked at Wei Shuang, who was sitting beside the dragon bed.
Wei Shuang nodded knowingly, stood up, and walked outside.
Xiao Yu grabbed a small piece of purple sleeve, stopping Wei Shuang's firm steps: "Wei Shuang, you're inside. I'm sick, and the scent of your love brings me peace of mind."
Wei Shuang: "..."
Physician Li: "…………"
My life is over.
The world is vast, but His Majesty's good health is of utmost importance. Following Xiao Yu's lead, Wei Shuang summoned a eunuch to bring over a round stool and sat down in front of the dragon bed.
A spot that Xiao Yu could see even when lying down, just by tilting his head.
"Imperial Physician Li, how am I? Am I not going to get better anytime soon?" As soon as his pulse was taken, Xiao Yu secretly glanced at Wei Shuang and winked at the imperial physician.
Imperial Physician Li took a deep breath. For the sake of his shaky head, he reluctantly made a decision that went against medical ethics. He explained the condition to Xiao Yu: "Your Majesty's temperature has returned to normal, but judging from the pulse, your body is still weak. You will need to rest for at least half a month. Your sudden relapse of an old illness has brought out the root of the disease. You seem to be getting better now, but if you are not careful and get stimulated, you may have a fever again one day. You still need to take good care of yourself. Your Majesty must remember that you must not overwork yourself or get angry during these two weeks, and you must take your medicine on time."
In the last sentence, Physician Li almost turned his head towards Wei Shuang. Xiao Yu's record of disobeying medical advice was already numerous. When she was outside the palace, Xiao Yu often secretly poured the bitter medicine for conditioning her body into the flower bed. Physician Li caught her doing this more than five times.
"I will eat it." Xiao Yu noticed Wei Shuang's glance and nodded seriously. "Go and prepare the medicine for me."
After speaking, Xiao Yu waved his hand, urging the imperial physician to leave.
Having managed to save his life for the time being, Physician Li slipped away swiftly.
Unexpectedly, Wei Shuang also stood up and followed Physician Li outside.
Xiao Yu said urgently, "Wei Shuang!"
"I'm not leaving the palace. It's just that my susceptible period is approaching, so I'm going to the Imperial Hospital to get some antipyretic pills. I'll be right back," Wei Shuang said kindly as she turned around.
"...It's your vulnerable period, then go ahead." With no reason to stop her, Xiao Yu waved to Wei Shuang.
The aroma of wine that filled the room faded away again. Xiao Yu clutched the blanket covering her legs tightly. In no time, the aroma of wine that had been lingering in the room was completely gone.
"Feng Shun, has Wei Shuang gone far?" Xiao Yu asked casually, his eyes lowered.
"They've already disappeared."
"Oh, then bring Little Mountain Lord in for me."
Feng Shun carried the wailing little mountain spirit in his arms.
Xiao Yu picked up the little mountain king, whose blue film had not yet completely faded from its eyes, and listlessly rubbed the little guy's belly.
Wei Shuang is definitely hiding something from me!
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After leaving the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Wei Shuang grabbed Imperial Physician Li's arm: "I have some doubts about His Majesty. Imperial Physician, would you like to speak with me in private?"
Physician Li's heart skipped a beat again, and he had a feeling that he was in trouble.
He said with a forced smile, "The journey to the Imperial Hospital to get the medicine is long, Your Highness, please continue."
Wei Shuang cut to the chase: "Does an undifferentiated Ganjun have the scent of a beacon?"
Physician Li stopped and frowned: "Please explain yourself, Your Highness."
"As the imperial physician saw, something unexpected happened after I fell off the horse with His Majesty," Wei Shuang said calmly. "When I was protecting His Majesty from falling, I smelled a scent that looked like incense on His Majesty, and then I uncontrollably injected a lot of incense into the back of His Majesty's neck."
Xiao Yu was destined to become a Gan Jun. Now that he had not differentiated, he was no different from Ze Dui. The Gan Jun's scent would not last long on Ze Dui, but it could last for at least two days. However, after being marked, Xiao Yu did not have any wine scent left on him. Instead, he had a stable and rich osmanthus scent all over his body.
As Physician Li walked at night, his legs trembled: Was it something he should be hearing? Besides, he hadn't seen anything at the time!
"Logically speaking, the appearance of the fragrance should indicate that differentiation has occurred. Has Your Highness seen any signs of differentiation in His Majesty?" Imperial Physician Li tried his best to steady his voice and legs.
“That’s the strangest thing. There’s not a trace of differentiation on His Majesty’s body, and even His Majesty himself can’t smell the scent that seems to be the fragrance of the spirit.” Wei Shuang paused and asked the question that was on his mind, “Could it be because of the secret medicine? Or is there something wrong with my body? After that, as long as I’m by His Majesty’s side, I can’t hide the fragrance of the spirit.”
"The effects of the secret medicine will not be significant. As for Your Highness..." Physician Li turned around, "After arriving at the Imperial Hospital, I will have Your Highness take your pulse."
After accompanying the Regent and the Emperor to the hunting grounds, both of them developed serious health problems upon their return, causing Physician Li to break out in a sweat.
But when they took her pulse in the bright light, they couldn't find anything wrong. Apart from the injury on her back, Wei Shuang had no other abnormalities.
"This humble servant is of humble status and is truly not skilled in matters of the universe. Perhaps I should consult the medical books passed down in my family." Physician Li bowed to Wei Shuang in a fearful manner. "Please forgive me, Your Highness."
"It's alright, I've never heard of such a strange thing before." Wei Shuang had also anticipated this outcome, so he remained calm. He turned to the stove where the medicine was being decocted and said, "Prepare the medicine for His Majesty. I will personally supervise His Majesty as he drinks it."
"Eh!" Physician Li was overjoyed.
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Xiao Yu waited and waited, spending almost half an hour in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but still saw no sign of Wei Shuang. Frustrated, he almost plucked the little mountain lord who had climbed onto the dragon bed bald.
Finally, just as Xiao Yu was about to call Feng Shun to change his clothes, the aroma of wine wafted into the room from afar, making him look nothing like someone who had taken a depressant.
Just as Xiao Yu was about to lash out, she smelled another unpleasant medicinal fragrance and instantly calmed down.
Oh no, who sent something dirty?!
Wei Shuang calmly stepped into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, holding the medicine bowl.
"Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine."
A note from the author:
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[I'm furious] I'll be more careful about writing about character development in the future. It's already 40,000 words and the two haven't even properly kissed! [Angry][Angry][Angry]
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