They continued to agree: "Yes, courtesy first... wait, then force?!"
How did it escalate to the point of involving the military? Weren't we discussing apologizing to the Crown Prince?
Wei Yao and Wang Zebang looked completely bewildered.
"Madam, what strategy do you plan to employ if the other party does not accept this courtesy?"
Zheng Quchi waved his hand: "We'll see when the time comes. Anyway, Dr. Liao has plenty of medicine. All medicines have some toxicity. If someone accidentally makes someone stupid, it's understandable."
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As the three discussed their plan, they pushed open the slightly ajar bamboo door. Doctor Liao immediately saw them and quickly put down the dried herbs in his hand: "Madam, Lieutenant Wang, Guard Wei, what brings you here? Have you come to see the eldest prince?"
"Yes, Dr. Liao, is he awake?"
Zheng Quchi looked into the room.
The previously cheerful face of Dr. Liao suddenly clouded over with worry: "Not yet..."
Who's outside?
A slightly low and cool voice drowned out Liao Junyi's words.
Doctor Liao was taken aback, turned his head to look into the room, and showed a look of surprise.
Strange, how come the person who was so stubborn before is now awake?
But it's good that he's awake. Otherwise, he really wouldn't know how to explain it to the General's wife and the others. He couldn't very well say that his medical skills were inadequate and that he couldn't find out what was wrong with the young master, could he?
"It's us."
Zheng Quchi responded immediately. She gave Wang Zebang and the other man a look that said they should "wait and see what happens," and then the three of them went inside one after the other.
As soon as he entered, Zheng Quchi put on a friendly smile and asked with concern, "Your Highness, are you feeling any better? Your injuries have been treated with the finest medicine, guaranteed to relieve all pain and promote a quick recovery."
Her voice was clear and bright, her pronunciation was clear, and her speaking speed was deliberately adjusted to be gentle, so that her words were not loud or jarring.
It has to be said that some people are naturally good at winning the favor of others.
For example, you might have a particularly cute face, or a particularly pleasant personality.
On a wooden-framed bed, Yuan Xingzhou sat leaning against the headboard. His thin, pale face was devoid of color. The light and shadow from the window fell on his cheek, dark and gloomy, much like a vampire in an ancient castle who never saw the sun.
He didn't say anything, just stared at her silently.
He showed no interest in her, as if she were just an object in the room, existing but not worthy of his attention.
"Do you still recognize me?" Zheng Quchi asked him a strange question.
This prompted a reaction from Yuan Xingzhou: "Why would I recognize you?"
His voice was low and hoarse, like parched land; with each additional word he uttered, the land cracked even more.
She immediately and cleverly poured him a cup of warm water, not handing it directly to him, but placing it discreetly where he could reach it.
Yuan Xingzhou glanced at it, then remained silent.
I neither accepted nor rejected it.
After doing all this, she replied, "We met once at Wujue Temple, but I was dressed as a male craftsman. When your assassination attempt failed, I saved you from Yuwen Sheng."
She admitted that she was deliberately trying to create a connection.
Zheng Quchi wasn't particularly accurate in judging people, but he had met quite a few. For someone like Yuan Xingzhou, who was indifferent to both warmth and coldness, what he feared most was accepting favors from others.
Sure enough, Yuan Xingzhou's expression changed. "That person was you?"
“Yes, it’s me.” Zheng Quchi nodded.
Yuan Xingzhou glanced at the cup of tea again, his fingers twitched slightly, and he reached out to pick it up.
"……Thanks."
That "thank you" was perhaps for the glass of water she offered him when he was thirsty, or for the "stop" he shouted when he was in danger.
This eldest prince is a person who knows how to be grateful and repay kindness.
Zheng Quchi drew a conclusion.
Wang Zebang and Wei Yao stood to one side, watching as the lady's progress with the prince was remarkably good—no, it was like she was outpacing them by a mile, leaving them far behind.
While they were racking their brains trying to figure out how to reconcile with the Crown Prince, the General's wife had already received a heartfelt "thank you" from him.
No wonder the lady didn't need to kneel down and admit her mistake; she really could win over the prince with just "showing concern and care."
...
"Your Highness, I was unaware of your identity before and offended you greatly. Please forgive me."
Wang Zebang and Wei Yao stepped forward, clasped their hands in apology, and said...
They bowed and apologized for a long time, but Yuan Xingzhou remained silent.
He completely ignored the two of them, looking only at Zheng Quchi, and asked, "What's your name?"
Zheng Quchi turned his eyes and glanced at Wang Zebang and Wei Yao, who were left standing to the side. They were bowing and could not get up, so they could only stand there awkwardly.
She turned her head and stood up for them both with great righteousness: "Your Highness, Lieutenant Wang and Guard Wei are talking to you."
Xing Yuanzhou said, "I don't want to talk to them."
"..." Don't want to? This reason was so convincing that she didn't know how to refute it.
She turned to look at the two wooden-looking people and said with her eyes, "What's the use of just standing there admitting your mistakes? Say something, show some love."
The two realized what had happened.
I'm learning from the way the lady showed concern just now.
"Your Highness, are you thirsty?"
"I'm not thirsty."
"Your Highness, are you hungry?"
"..."
The person simply closed their eyes and ignored them.
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