Chapter 3 Chapter 3 "I want to sleep, little fairy official, you will...
Zhu Song originally wanted to wait until Wen Fengxuan fell asleep before going to the East Palace for a stroll, but before Wen Fengxuan fell asleep, he found that Wen Fengxuan had a fever and his whole body was burning hot. Only then did Zhu Song realize that Wen Fengxuan's red face was not because he drank alcohol but because he was sick.
Zhu Song asked anxiously, "Where is the court doctor? I'll go call him for you."
Wen Fengxuan raised his eyes to look at him, his voice weak, "It's okay, I often have this problem, I will be better tomorrow morning, don't worry."
Zhu Song would be surprised if he wasn't worried. He'd been tough since childhood, even running to the moat late at night to catch fish was no problem. But once, Gu Huaiyu had a fever, and all the doctors in the city couldn't help him. Finally, they called in the imperial physician, who said that if he had waited any longer, Gu Huaiyu would have become an idiot. Even now, Zhu Song still shudders when he recalls the imperial physician's serious face, so he never takes fever lightly.
"House doctor, where do you live?"
Wen Fengxuan started coughing again. Zhu Song subconsciously wanted to pat his back, but he couldn't reach him since he was lying down. Zhu Song could only watch anxiously, "I'll go out and ask the servants."
Zhu Song turned around and was about to leave, but his hand was grabbed by Wen Fengxuan. He didn't have much strength, but Zhu Song stopped because she wanted to know what he was going to say.
Wen Fengxuan said two words with difficulty amidst a series of coughs, "No"
"What?" Zhu Song turned around and asked in surprise.
Wen Fengxuan's hand in Zhu Song's hand was like a ball of fire. He suppressed his cough and said, "House Doctor"
"How is that possible?" Zhu Song blurted out, but then realized that Wen Fengxuan had no reason to lie to him. However, this was too unbelievable. Everyone knew that Wen Fengxuan was in poor health, but there was no doctor in his residence?
Could it be that he had been forcing himself to do it? No wonder he said he would be better in the morning.
Wen Fengxuan stopped coughing, but he was clearly in a bad mood. He could barely keep his eyes open, and his voice became increasingly quiet. "I want to sleep now, Little Immortal Official, will you come again next year?"
It was becoming more and more like Gu Huaiyu's condition that time. Zhu Song could no longer care about anything else. He picked up Wen Fengxuan and rushed out, talking to him to keep him awake. "Don't sleep, don't sleep, don't sleep. I'll take you to see a doctor. If you sleep, I won't come next year."
The East Palace was very big. Zhu Song had never been there before, and for a moment he didn't know which way the gate led to. So he went back the same way and climbed over the wall with Wen Fengxuan in his arms.
Seeing that it was already past midnight and all the clinics were closed, Zhu Song thought of taking Wen Fengxuan back to the Zhu Mansion and having the palace doctor treat him.
The Zhu Mansion is not close to the Eastern Palace. Today, Zhu Song walked for a quarter of an hour without stopping, but the person in his arms had already fainted. Zhu Song was so anxious that he walked even faster.
It was curfew at this time, and there was no one on the street. The lanterns on the long street were out, and there was only the cold moonlight to illuminate the street. But fortunately, the moonlight was bright enough to see the road clearly.
When they were about to reach Zhu's residence, they suddenly heard a regular "dong" sound, as if someone was dancing.
Zhu Song instantly realized that this was the strange man who appeared in Changxi Street a few days ago. If the person in his arms had not been unable to wait, Zhu Song would have definitely captured him, but now he could do nothing.
Suddenly a cloud floated in the sky and covered the moon. Zhu Song's eyes went dark in an instant. He cursed inwardly and could only move forward according to his memory, but he couldn't see and walked very slowly.
His shoulders suddenly felt heavy, and Zhu Song smelled a faint fragrance, which he recognized as the scent of Phalaenopsis.
The moon suddenly appeared, and his vision became clear again. He sensed someone beside him and turned to look. His eyes widened instantly. He saw a bumpy face, green face and fangs, red eyes and white hair. He stretched out his hands and jumped a few times before disappearing.
Zhu Song calmed himself down and quickened his pace towards the Zhu Mansion.
"Open the door, open the door quickly"
Soon the servant came to open the door. When he saw Zhu Song holding someone in his arms, he subconsciously thought it was Gu Huaiyu, "Master, why did Master Gu faint?"
Zhu Song said: "It's none of your business, go down"
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After the servant left, Zhu Song carried Wen Fengxuan to the Mingyue Courtyard where Zhu Jingchen lived. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted, "Dad, someone is here to live!"
There was no response, Zhu Song kicked the door open and said, "Dad, look who I brought back."
Zhu Jingchen's cursing voice was heard. Ever since Zhu Jingchen's theft was exposed, Meng Xiaohe has been upset. She went to Xiangguo Temple to pray yesterday afternoon and said she would pray for a month before coming back.
Zhu Jingchen walked out while putting on his clothes. When he saw Zhu Song still holding someone in his arms, he subconsciously asked, "What bad things did you take Huai Yu to do again?"
Zhu Song was speechless, "Take a good look at who this is."
The moonlight couldn't penetrate the eaves, so he couldn't see clearly. Zhu Jingchen cursed as he leaned over to take a look. When he saw the face clearly, he felt as if struck by lightning. He lowered his voice and said, "You...you...you are so bold! How dare you steal the prince?"
Zhu Song sent Wen Fengxuan forward and said, "He has a fever. I'm going to find Lao Qu now."
Zhu Jingchen didn't dare to take it, and grabbed Zhu Song's arm, "What do you want from Xiaobai?"
Seeing how nervous he was, Zhu Song knew he had misunderstood, so he explained, "I encountered a strange person on my way back, and I went to find Lao Qu to capture him."
Zhu Jingchen said unhappily, "It doesn't matter if he is caught a few days earlier or later. The Crown Prince is the most important thing right now. Your mother has had a cold these days, and she took the court doctor with her when she went to Xiangguo Temple."
"Ah?" Zhu Song didn't know about this. "Then we can only go to the clinic."
Zhu Song turned to leave, but Zhu Jingchen quickly stopped him, "This is the crown prince. The emperor doesn't care, so if you do, won't you be going against the emperor? Besides, if you carry him to the clinic like this, what will you two do if word gets out?"
Zhu Song understood this, but he said, "I can't just leave it alone, right?"
Zhu Jingchen's eyes turned, and he pulled Zhu Song into the room. He pointed at the bed, and Zhu Song put Wen Fengxuan on the bed.
"Could it be that you can also treat illnesses?" Zhu Song asked doubtfully.
"No." Zhu Jingchen pulled him and looked back at Wen Fengxuan, "Are you sure you fainted?"
Zhu Song nodded and responded firmly.
Zhu Jingchen then lowered his voice and said, "Remember when you were seven years old and had a cough that lasted for half a year and couldn't be cured? It was Zhufu who cured you."
Zhu Song knew about this. Meng Xiaohe took him to Xiangguo Temple to pray for blessings because he had been coughing, but he couldn't sit still and secretly ran to the back mountain to play. There was a little yellow dog in the back mountain. It picked up a few leaves for him. He was little and not afraid of anything at that time, so he took them and ate them. His cough was immediately cured. Because of this, Meng Xiaohe asked the abbot of Xiangguo Temple for the little yellow dog, named it Zhufu, and raised it well.
Zhu Song understood what he meant, "But Zhu is already in his teens, can he still heal illnesses?"
Zhu Jingchen said, "Don't doubt Zhufu, no matter who you doubt. When the second son was seventeen, he developed a heat rash on his back. He went to the whole capital for treatment but none of them could cure it. In the end, he took the herbs Zhufu brought back and it healed him."
Zhu Song was still worried, "But the prince is different from us. If we die, we die. But if he dies, our whole family will be buried with him. With such a big risk, we might as well go to a clinic outside."
Zhu Jingchen patted his shoulder, clearly having made up his mind. "Aren't you going to look for Xiaobai? Go ahead. I don't need you to worry about this place anymore."
It has come to this, I don’t know how big Zhu Song’s heart must be to leave.
"Compared to the prince's life, I am not afraid of rumors."
Zhu Jingchen compromised, "That's fine, but it's really tiring for you to carry the prince around like this. Let's go to the clinic and get a doctor."
Zhu Song looked at him suspiciously, "Why did you send me away when there are so many people in the mansion?"
Zhu Jingchen said, "The fewer people who know about this, the less risk there is. Zhufu is indeed old, and shouting at him so late at night is not good for his health. Oh, I'm not as unreliable as you think. Go quickly."
Although Zhu Jingchen's words sounded nice, Zhu Song was still worried. "I'll ask Ling Ye to come over and watch."
Zhu Jingchen nodded, "Okay, okay, okay."
Zhu Song turned around and walked out the door. He first called Zhu Lingye and gave him some instructions, then hurried out.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhu Song hurriedly brought the doctor back to the Zhu Mansion, but at the door, the servant said to him, "Master, the master asked me to tell you that the doctor is not needed. The patient has already taken the medicine."
Zhu Song's eyes flashed, and he left the doctor and hurried to Mingyue Courtyard. Zhu Fu was curled up on the table and sleeping. Zhu Jingchen and Zhu Lingye sat around him and picked up the broken leaves that were stuck on his fur. Zhu Fu heard the sound, looked up at Zhu Song, shook his tail symbolically, and closed his eyes to sleep again.
Zhu Song walked in speechlessly, not knowing where to vent his anger. He looked at Zhu Jingchen and said, "You lied to me again."
Zhu Jingchen looked up at him, not stopping his hand movements. He spoke softly, as if he was afraid to disturb Zhufu's sleep. "The fever isn't that high anymore. It won't be long before it's completely gone. Send him back now."
Zhu Song glanced at the two of them suspiciously, and finally his gaze fell on Zhu Lingye, "Tell me the truth, is there something wrong?"
Zhu Lingye shook his head, "No. I tested the poison before giving it to him. I gave it to him only because I didn't die."
Zhu Song was speechless for a moment, then said, "Nothing for me to do. Just send him back quickly."
This really stumped Zhu Lingye, but he still had something to say, "He shouldn't be in our house."
Zhu Jingchen echoed, "Of course not. Your brother is even braver than me."
Zhu Song didn't waste any more time talking to them and walked into the bedroom. There was still no light in the room, but fortunately the moonlight was bright. Zhu Song walked quickly to the bed and reached out to touch Wen Fengxuan's forehead. It was indeed not as hot as before.
It's time to send the person back.
Zhu Song lifted the quilt from Wen Fengxuan, but since he wouldn't cooperate while lying down, and he couldn't force his hands through his back, he had to hold his head up first, and then his shoulders and knees.
When Zhu Song bent down and lifted Wen Fengxuan's head, he suddenly met Wen Fengxuan's gaze. Zhu Song was stunned. In this position, the distance between the two was too close, so close that Zhu Song could feel Wen Fengxuan's slightly hot breath.
Wen Fengxuan sobered up and his fever subsided. His eyes were clear and bright. He looked at Zhu Song's face and frowned slightly. "Who are you?"
Zhu Song quickly let him go, took two steps back, and spoke out the words he had prepared long ago, "I am Zhu Song, Junior Official of the Dali Temple. Tonight, I tracked down the strange man who had appeared in the capital recently and came to the vicinity of the Eastern Palace. I heard unusual noises inside the palace and was worried that Your Highness was in danger. In a hurry, I broke into the palace without informing Your Highness in advance. It happened that Your Highness was drunk and had a fever, and there was no doctor to be found, so I took the initiative to bring Your Highness out for treatment.
"I see that Your Highness has improved, and I think it would be too unfair for Your Highness, a precious body, to stay here, so I want to send Your Highness back. I have absolutely no intention of harming Your Highness."
Wen Fengxuan nodded and thanked him. "Excuse me for disturbing you. It's late at night. You've worked so hard for me. I can go back by myself. You should get some rest too."
Wen Fengxuan stood up after he finished speaking, but he was so weak that he staggered twice and almost fell back onto the bed. Zhu Song quickly supported him and said, "There have been strange people appearing in the capital recently. If your highness wishes, you can rest here and leave at dawn."
Unexpectedly, Wen Fengxuan rejected him, "No need."
Zhu Song did not force him to stay, but simply said, "Then I will take Your Highness back."
Wen Fengxuan still refused, "No need, I'm much better now."
Having said that, Zhu Song had no reason to insist, so he sent Wen Fengxuan to the door and did not follow him. His eyes followed Wen Fengxuan's thin and frail back as it disappeared into the night, but he was still worried and followed him quietly.
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