A long, gleaming silver needle was held upright in front of Yue Jiang's eyes. Her breath caught in her throat. This young doctor was so clueless. Did she intend to treat her brain?
"Your Highness, I only injured my head once, but it's healed long ago. There's no need for such frightening things."
Jing Yan did not speak before standing up.
Shang Yu held the silver needles, eager to try them out.
Rong Ying observed Jing Yan's attitude.
Yue Jiang kept moving closer to Jing Yan, her hands tightly gripping his long sleeves, her brows trembling with fear, wishing she could just hang on to him.
Shang Yu, still worried about Jiang's age, raised his hand and swore to prove: "Crown Princess, my medical skills are by no means shallow, they are much more profound than my age, you can believe me."
"I'm afraid of pain," Yue Jiang said sadly when she saw that Jing Yan was unmoved.
This made Jing Yan realize that the sleeve that Yue Jiang had been gripping tightly had somehow loosened its grip, just like her current panic.
With no one to comfort her and no one to lend a helping hand, she must accept the fate that has befallen her.
Why bother!
Since Yue Jiang couldn't remember for a day, she could simply treat herself as the Crown Princess going to Jing Kingdom for a political marriage, which made her feel more relaxed and she wouldn't be wary or distant from him.
In an instant, the coldness in Jing Yan's dark eyes vanished, replaced by a hint of warmth. He reached out and covered Yue Jiang's hand, patting it gently twice as a gesture of comfort.
He glared coldly at Shang Yu: "You say your medical skills are not shallow, but I can't tell that Jiang'er's head is already healed. Who are you trying to scare with needles?"
"I……,"
"Alright, alright, your medical skills are still lacking. Even the most basic observation, listening, questioning, and palpation are done by someone who is completely blind."
"Can't you tell what's wrong? The Crown Princess doesn't have any illness. Come with me quickly. I drank too much last night and I have a headache. Give me some acupuncture when we get back."
Rong Ying interrupted Shang Yu, grabbed his arm, packed up her medicine box, and pulled him outside.
Before long, there was no more strange noise in the entire palace, leaving only Yue Jiang and Jing Yan.
Jing Yan stood up, pulled Yue Jiang up, and said gently, "Let's go back to the East Palace."
Yue Jiang got up with Jing Yan, but stopped taking a step forward. She even poked and tickled Jing Yan's palm with her finger, which felt tingly and numb. He looked back at Yue Jiang in confusion.
Before Jing Yan could ask a question, Yue Jiang whispered shyly, "Your Highness, I am really not sick, nor do I have the same illness as my brother. It certainly won't affect our future child."
Jing Yan's brow twitched. He really couldn't understand how Yue Jiang's brain was formed. How could she always say things that were unexpected to him?
"I wasn't worried about that. It was Shang Yu who acted on his own initiative. There's no need to take him to heart."
"Your Highness has wronged me. Of course I have never thought of anyone else. My heart is full of Your Highness," Yue Jiang said with a sly smile, her fear gone.
Jing Yan: "..."
...
On the way back to the Moon Kingdom!
Soon after leaving the city, Yue Lang broke out in a cold sweat, his face turned pale, and he suffered from vomiting and diarrhea. He was exhausted from the ordeal.
He stared at the doctor with vacant eyes and stammered, "How long will it take for me to recover after I drink the medicine?"
The doctor beside him bowed and said, "Your Highness, the colleague who gave you the acupuncture was highly skilled. I really couldn't do anything about it. This medicine can only help you regain your strength."
"What?" Yue Lang felt weak all over, and his voice trembled so much that he could barely speak.
"No way... what do you mean by no way? Prescribe some medicine for me, is it to give me the energy to keep having diarrhea and vomiting? Tell me, when will this end...?"
"Could it be that I am going to die from diarrhea?"
"It's not that serious," the doctor shook his head tremblingly, while holding up three fingers and giving a wry smile.
"It will take at least three hours. After three hours, the effects of acupuncture will wear off, and you will be fine."
He had to endure for another hour or so. Yue Lang swallowed hard, feeling uncomfortable. It must be that Yue Jiang had told Jing Yan something about him first, and that the couple had been putting on an act to trick him.
Otherwise, why would Jing Yan use such a childish trick to trick him for no reason?
They must never come to the Moon Kingdom again, or I will never let them go.
With a rumbling sound, Yue Lang, who had just made a vow in his heart, felt his stomach start to rumble again. Overwhelmed by the urge to urinate, he shouted, "Stop the car, I want to get out."
...
The moon had already risen above the willow branches, and the Yichun Palace of Yuejiang was brightly lit with lanterns and candles.
Too many candles would be unsafe. Qingke was worried about a fire, so she glanced at Yuejiang, who was engrossed in reading at the table, and stepped forward to remind her, "Your Highness, aren't there a bit too many candles?"
She dared not glance at the book in Yue Jiang's hand; it was too embarrassing.
Yue Jiang's expression was calm and serious. She occasionally hummed and glanced at the pictures in the book, seemingly not taking it seriously at all.
Hearing Qingke's question, she smiled and looked into the hall. Every corner was illuminated, and even the lingering red of the auspicious decorations inside the hall became even more dazzling and captivating.
She slightly curled the corners of her lips, speaking casually: "His Highness complained last night that I didn't leave a light on for him, but I did, so it's not too late to turn it off when he comes."
Qingke glanced at the dripping water clock, which seemed bottomless: "But it's almost three-quarters past 7 PM now, will Your Highness still come?"
"He will definitely come. His Highness is only human, and he can be shy and coy sometimes," Yue Jiang said with certainty.
She and Jingyan had just gotten married, and according to custom, Jingyan had to come to her continuously for seven days after the wedding.
He came home late last night because he had something on his mind, but he still came. Although Yue Jiang didn't know what it was, he didn't mention it, which meant it was over. There was no reason for him not to come tonight.
It's just that Jingyan was too reckless last night, and was teased by Yuejiang in front of him during the day. Yet, during the day, Jingyan couldn't make a single joke in bed.
At this moment, I'm not sure what I should do to prepare for seeing her.
"Your Highness!"
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