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"You've been drugged... with aphrodisiacs," Rong Ying exclaimed in surprise when he heard Jing Yan asking him for advice.
"Empress Dowager Cheng couldn't wait any longer, so she had her grandniece use such despicable means? Well, you've married Princess Yuejiang, so you can't take any other concubines within a year."
"They are afraid that your relationship with Princess Yuejiang will progress rapidly, and they might try to force Princess Cheng into the Eastern Palace before the wedding."
"Even if I marry Yue Jiang, I will not take Cheng Suyun as a concubine," especially now that I know what Cheng Suyun intends to do, I have no intention of doing so.
"Give me a medicine first to cure Yuejiang's poisoning," Jingyan said, reaching out to frantically search for the medicine to give to Yuejiang.
Rong Ying smiled broadly and teased, "Since it's not Princess Cheng, but Princess Yue Jiang, let's just go along with it. If you don't understand, she'll feel uncomfortable. Perhaps the medicine is too potent. If you don't understand, her life might be in danger."
“Don’t try to fool me. Besides making people confused, what’s so domineering about this?” Jing Yan said, unmoved by Rong Ying’s teasing.
"I'm not a doctor or imperial physician, I don't know how!" Rong Ying spread his hands.
"Where is Shang Yu?" Jing Yan looked around the hall in front of him. The medicine furnace was still burning, but he didn't see anyone for a long time.
"Last time I asked him to accompany me to attack the Feng clan, he complained that military life was tough. I've been back for many days now. Didn't someone say he was back recently? Why haven't I seen him yet? Does he want me to get rid of him completely?"
"Your Highness, don't rush, don't rush. I'm back now," a youthful and energetic voice came from outside the hall just as Jing Yan finished speaking.
Jingyan and Rongying turned around at the same time and saw a young boy, covered in dust and dirt, running in. He was carrying a medicine basket on his back, holding ginseng in one hand and an oiled paper fan in the other.
He first bowed to Jing Yan to pay his respects, then put down the basket and ginseng on his back and washed his hands to the side.
Rong Ying leaned closer to examine him: "Speaking of the hardships of military life, I haven't seen you enjoying any of the good life here. How long have you been up here?"
Shang Yu boasted, "You all leave. I was bored in the palace, so I went there and dug up a whole bunch of treasures."
"Digging for treasure is much more comfortable than being in the military camp. If it's better than being in the military camp, then we should enjoy ourselves."
“Your master is really something. He didn’t teach you anything good, but instead taught you a bunch of weird tempers,” Rong Ying grumbled.
Shang Yu was only fifteen or sixteen years old. To say that his medical skills could bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded would be an exaggeration. However, his master was Shang Daochen, the great medical sage of the Jing Kingdom.
Shang Daochen was once a close friend of Empress Ye's father, and Shang Yu was the last disciple Shang Daochen accepted.
When he was traveling around the world, he handed Shang Yu over to the Ye family. Later, when Empress Ye's father retired, he sent the man to the palace for Jing Yan.
Shang Yu is young but very talented in medicine; he can learn almost anything Shang Daochen teaches him very quickly.
So Shang Daochen gave him the medical books he had studied all his life and told him to study them himself.
Even the most gifted physician cannot fully comprehend the vast sea of medical books in a short time, but it is no exaggeration to say that he surpasses the average doctor.
If Shang Yu had gone with her that day, I wonder if Yue Jiang would have been able to keep her fake amnesia a secret.
Because Shang Yu was too young, Jing Yan couldn't explain things directly to a child whose mind was only filled with medical books, so he first asked Rong Ying for help.
Just then, Shang Yu returned, and Jing Yan gestured for Rong Ying to tell Shang Yu about Yue Jiang's symptoms.
Rong Ying had nothing to be afraid to say, but Jing Yan had told him to be reserved. Now, stroking his chin, he looked at the pure-faced Shang Yu and didn't know how to describe him.
After racking his brains for a while, he finally said, "Shang Yu, I'd like to learn some medical skills from you. It's like how Your Highness's heart flutters in the spring."
Jing Yan: "..."
He glanced at Rong Ying, who seemed to have expected this and didn't turn around at all, continuing to talk to herself.
"Just like the little animals you catch, they get restless at a certain time. How do you calm them down?"
"Your Highness..." Shang Yu understood immediately when the topic turned to small animals, and almost blurted it out, but feeling Jing Yan's gaze, he quickly corrected himself.
"If Your Highness has a fever, go back and take a cold bath to calm down and suppress it. Once the fever is relieved, the sweat will come out and it will be fine."
"Do you have any medicine? The cold water is too cold," Jing Yan thought, thinking that Yue Jiang probably couldn't stand it.
"Your Highness feels... cold water?" Shang Yu instinctively felt something was wrong. He hadn't been with His Highness for just a day. His Highness could use cold water even in the dead of winter, so why would he complain about it being cold now?
But His Highness has become restless this spring. Generally, restless animals are quite fierce, so Shang Yu didn't dare to ask any questions and scratched his head in thought.
“I let my pets express their feelings freely. I haven’t restrained them, and I’ve never given them any drugs.”
Suddenly, he finally thought of a way, hurriedly walked to the medicine cabinet on the side, took out a bottle from it and handed it to Jing Yan.
"Use this when the water is cold. It will help you sleep, and you'll wake up healthy."
Seeing that Shang Yu made a promise, Jing Yan took the medicine and left.
Shang Yu turned to look at the prince's back and saw that he was walking very fast. He couldn't help but ask Rong Ying a question.
"Your Highness has been restless for several days, why the rush?"
Rong Ying smiled without explaining, fanning herself and gazing at Shang Yu, sighing, "It's a good thing you didn't go to the military camp last time, otherwise His Highness wouldn't have been so agitated."
Shang Yu is a little medical fanatic. If he had encountered Yue Jiang suffering from amnesia that day, he would have been able to tell the difference between the real and fake at a glance. Even if it wasn't fake, he would have insisted on getting her treated.
Now, does His Highness seem to be considering asking Shang Yu to save him?
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Jingyan retrieved the medicine, poured water, and gave Yuejiang one pill to take. Yuejiang knew what she ate and could control it; she would never be truly affected to the point of losing consciousness.
However, what Jing Yan is feeding her now seems to be very potent; Yue Jiang's eyelids are so heavy she's about to faint.
"My lord, I am so sleepy."
"If you're sleepy, close your eyes and go to sleep. I'll take you back to Qiluan Palace in a little while, and you'll be fine once you get back," Jingyan said softly, not wanting to disturb her.
Yue Jiang belatedly realized that Jing Yan had gone out to find medicine, but what he brought back was something that made her faint.
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