Chapter 22
When the two arrived at Qingdai Pavilion, there was already a large group of people gathered inside, but it was strangely quiet, with only the sound of a woman sobbing. Lin Qingyu pushed Lu Wancheng into the courtyard. After the servants called him "Young Master", they all fell silent. No matter what they thought in their hearts, the expressions on their faces were as if they were attending a funeral.
A woman with disheveled clothes and messy hair was pushed out from the inner room by two maids. Lin Qingyu recognized that this person was one of the women who played the pipa in the daytime. She held her thin shirt in a mess, revealing a large dark spot on her red mandarin duck bellyband, which was obviously stained with blood.
In the inner room, Liang, Lu Niantao, and Doctor Zhang surrounded the bed. Liang burst into tears, and Lin Qingyu was happy to see her tears streaming down her face. Lu Niantao, who had a little bit of brains, was still restrained. She just wiped the blood from the corner of her brother's mouth with red eyes.
"Qiao Song, my son——Qiao Song...!"
Seeing this, Hua Lu couldn't help but mutter to herself. In the past, when the eldest young master was critically ill, the lady would stay by his bedside, crying like a tearful pear blossom but maintaining her composure. Who would have thought that when her own son was about to die, she would wail like this, even to the point of competing with Madam Qiu.
Pan accompanied Nan'an Hou and others in the outer room. Was it his own son who got into trouble, or was it such a shameful thing? Marquis Nan'an looked solemn and tired, no longer as high-spirited as before.
When Mrs. Pan saw the two people coming in, she said, "The eldest young master and the young prince are here."
Marquis Nan'an slowly raised his head and saw his eldest son sitting in a wheelchair, wearing pajamas and a cloak. He felt more bitter in his heart. He has only two sons. He doesn't know how long the older one can live. Is the younger one going to die too?
Seeing that Marquis Nan'an said nothing, Pan shook her head and motioned for the two to talk in the side room. When they were alone, Lu Wancheng asked knowingly, "What on earth is going on? Third brother and the woman who was pushed out just now...?"
Pan looked at Lin Qingyu with a look of awe on her face.
The Qingdai Pavilion was going to lay off half of its singing girls and actors. In order to stay in the mansion, these prostitutes tried every means to seduce the emperor and win his favor. There was a singing girl who used to be kept by Lu Qiaosong in bed to serve him occasionally. Recently, Lu Qiaosong no longer summoned her. She thought that her master was tired of her and wanted to kick her out of the house. In order to regain her master's favor, she had to take action.
Men like new things. She used the money she had saved over the years to ask the servant in the mansion to bring her some things to entertain herself. It is a kind of spice. When it is lit, the fragrance is sweet but not greasy, and it smells very comfortable. She didn't dare to do anything too excessive, so she just fumigated her clothes with incense and then went to serve Lu Qiaosong. Sure enough, Lu Qiaosong was attracted by her fragrance and carried her to the table on the spot.
After this, Lu Qiaosong resumed his favor towards her, and she also hoped that she could give birth to a son or daughter for Lu Qiaosong and stay in the mansion as a concubine in the future. But Lu Qiaosong had just been reprimanded by Marquis Nan'an, and he was still frightened. He was also concerned about his own health and did not dare to act recklessly as he had in the past. Today, he got together with his poetry friends. Perhaps because he was in such a good mood, he drank a few more glasses without realizing it. When he returned to Qingdai Pavilion, he was already drunk.
The favored singer stayed in the room to take care of him. Lu Qiaosong was awakened by thirst in the middle of the night. He drank some tea and wanted to continue sleeping. When he saw the beauty beside him and smelled her faint fragrance, he became inexplicably excited. It is said that drunk people are not good at romance, but he could not control his emotions. He thought he was back to being a man of great stature and vowed to restore his former glory. Until the scene in front of his eyes gradually blurred, his nose felt warm, a large amount of blood spurted out, and then blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth...
"Doctor Zhang is treating the Third Young Master right now," Pan said. "Judging from his expression, the situation doesn't seem optimistic."
Lin Qingyu laughed: "What a pity."
It's a pity that he didn't see with his own eyes the sight of Lu Qiaosong bleeding from all seven orifices, as he would probably have looked even uglier than Liang's current appearance.
At this time, Doctor Zhang came out from the inner room. Nan'an Hou asked hurriedly: "What's the situation?"
Doctor Zhang closed his eyes and shook his head.
"No, no--Qiao Song, Qiao ..."
Liang screamed, fell to the ground, and fainted alive. Lu Niantao supported her and choked up, "Mother!"
Lu Wancheng turned his head, grabbed Lin Qingyu's sleeve and wiped away the non-existent tears: "Third brother, my third brother! Are you afraid that I will be too lonely by then, so you went to explore the way for me first..."
Lin Qingyu pulled back his sleeves with a hint of disdain: "Use your own tears."
Lu Wancheng whispered, "Okay." Then he raised his sleeves to cover his face, "The water of West Lake, my tears... my third brother..."
Nan'an Hou's eyes also turned red: "Doctor, is there really no other way?"
Doctor Zhang sighed, "I am not very knowledgeable, I hope you will accept my condolences."
Marquis Nan'an seemed to have lost his strength. He stepped back and sat down dejectedly on the chair. Lin Qingyu had watched the show for a while, so he stepped forward and said, "My Lord, can you let me have a try?"
Lu Wancheng looked up: "Qingyu?"
Nan'an Hou then remembered that his daughter-in-law came from a family of famous doctors. Although he had given up hope, he still tried his best and waved his hand for Lin Qingyu to go in.
When Lu Niantao saw Lin Qingyu approaching Lu Qiaosong, she instinctively stood in front of him. Lin Qingyu looked at her calmly. Lu Niantao bit her lip and finally gave way to him.
Lu Qiaosong lying on the bed was already dying. After all, he and Lu Wancheng are half-brothers, and there is some similarity between their eyebrows and eyes. But appearance reflects the heart. When Lu Wancheng was critically ill and looked haggard, he looked much better than Lu Qiaosong does now.
Lin Qingyu opened Lu Qiaosong's eyelids and took a look, then checked his pulse and said calmly, "His life can be saved."
Nan'an Hou's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Lin Qingyu added: "But in the future, I'm afraid he won't be able to have children anymore."
Nan'an Hou was struck by lightning and said in a trembling voice: "What do you mean by unable to have children?!"
"In short, he is so weak that he can be sent to the palace to be a eunuch without being castrated." Lin Qingyu said, "My Lord, do you still want to save him?"
Lu Niantao said anxiously: "Of course we have to save him! Save his life first!"
Nan'an Hou closed his eyes and sighed: "Save him."
After all the trouble, it was almost dawn. After Lin Qingyu finished giving acupuncture to Lu Qiaosong, he saw Lu Wancheng still waiting for him. He was sitting in a wheelchair, covered with a thin blanket. He was already drowsy from waiting, and his head was nodding.
Lin Qingyu lifted his cheek and said, "Let's go."
Lu Wancheng rubbed his eyes: "Is it over?"
"Um."
Lu Wancheng saw a layer of sweat on Lin Qingyu's forehead and asked, "Why do you want to save him again?"
"I've changed my mind." Lin Qingyu said coldly, "It's more interesting to see him live a miserable life than to see him die."
Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Indeed."
Disasters occurred one after another in the Nan'an Marquis' Mansion. In just a few days, white hair had grown on Marquis Nan'an's temples. He refused to even look at Lu Qiaosong again, pretending that he didn't have this son. After Liang woke up, she heard that her son was incapable of sexual intercourse. She was so angry that she became ill and could not even get out of bed. Lu Qiaosong himself was trying to commit suicide all day long and refused to take medicine. He collapsed both mentally and physically. Only Lu Niantao was left, trying hard to take care of his mother and brother.
After eating the melon, Lu Wancheng said, "Qingyu, your aphrodisiac is quite powerful. Lu Qiaosong was so drunk that day, but you were able to get him up. I admire you."
Lin Qingyu said: "It's okay if he doesn't drink. But if he drinks, it will stimulate the medicinal properties in his body."
Lu Wancheng asked: "Did you prepare this medicine yourself?"
"Um."
"Then you really understand." Lu Wancheng said casually, "Did you..."
Lin Qingyu looked at him: "What do you want to ask?"
"Well, I heard that young masters from ordinary wealthy families are already able to become interpreters at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and they will have maids serving them in their rooms. You like girls, right? Then you... uh... well." Lu Wancheng got stuck in the middle of his words and waved his hand, "Forget it, forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."
Lu Wancheng looked conflicted, which made Lin Qingyu want to laugh: "No."
Lu Wancheng's mouth curled up: "No?"
"My father only has my mother, which I think is good, so I don't want any messy people in my room."
Lu Wancheng stood in awe, patted Lin Qingyu on the shoulder and said: "Your thinking is very advanced, brother, keep it up, there is a promising future."
Lin Qingyu asked back: "What about you?"
"Me? Look at my body, how could that be possible?"
Lin Qingyu nodded, looking a little uncomfortable.
"Don't be shy, Qingyu. It's normal for boys to discuss this together." Lu Wancheng laughed, "Poor me, I'm going to die as a virgin."
Lin Qingyu: “…”
"What do you think that feels like?" Lu Wancheng was a little curious, "Why do they like it so much? Don't they feel tired?"
Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "You ask me, who should I ask?"
"Then do you want to try..."
Lin Qingyu interrupted coldly: "If you don't want to, get out."
Marquis Nan'an has issued an order strictly prohibiting the disclosure of family disgrace, but there is no wall that is impenetrable, and Lu Qiaosong's "great achievements" still spread out and became the topic of conversation among the high-ranking officials in the capital. Some people sighed, while others laughed at the joke. In the previous dynasty, Marquis Nan'an had everything he wanted, but who could have imagined that his harem was so chaotic and chaotic, and now he can't even leave a successor. Who will inherit this huge family fortune after a hundred years?
When the side branches of the Lu family learned about this, they all had some ideas in mind. According to the ancestral family rules, if the Nan'an Marquis's lineage is cut off, a son must be adopted from a side branch.
Marquis Nan'an received many letters from Lin'an and became furious. His two sons are not dead yet, and he is not dead either. These relatives are so impatient. Do they really think that he will have no descendants?
After being furious, Nan'an Marquis called Pan and said, "There is something that Liang should have done, but you know Liang's situation, she is no longer useful."
After receiving the order from the Marquis, Pan hesitated for a long time and took several days to find Lin Qingyu. She first mentioned that the Lu family's branch was going to Beijing to visit relatives, saying that the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching and they wanted to have a reunion festival. But anyone with a discerning eye could see what she was thinking.
"It is the Marquis's brother and his family who are visiting the capital this time. It is said that they will bring a lot of people with them. This Mid-Autumn Festival, the mansion will be very lively."
Lin Qingyu said: "You can take care of entertaining guests during the festival, no need to ask me."
"The Marquis said so too." Pan carefully observed his expression, "He said that he doesn't want to care about anything now, and only wants to leave a descendant for the Lu family."
Lin Qingyu raised his eyebrows. Pan felt that his demeanor was somewhat similar to that of the young marquis, and could not help but sigh that when a couple is together more often, they will look more and more like a couple.
Lin Qingyu's eyes were full of playfulness: "So you are here to ask me for pregnancy medicine?"
Pan was startled, then blushed: "Young Master, you misunderstood."
Lin Qingyu didn't care: "What's the big deal. You are only in your early thirties, and the Marquis is only forty. If you take good care of your body, it won't be difficult to have a child."
Pan finally couldn't help but speak bluntly: "Young Master, what the master means is that now that the eldest young master is in better shape, he can take a concubine."
Lin Qingyu was slightly startled, then sneered: "Excuse me for being blunt, but instead of counting on him, it's better to let the Marquis work hard and give him some brothers and sisters."
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