Chapter 4
There were too many things going on that day, and it was not until before going to bed that Lin Qingyu realized that he had miscalculated - he forgot to ask someone to make a bed in the study. He originally planned to sleep at his desk in the study room for a night, but unexpectedly Lu Wancheng asked Hua Lu to invite him to go back to his room to sleep.
Lin Qingyu came to the bedroom with a gloomy face. Lu Wancheng was about to go to bed after taking the medicine, and smiled when he saw him: "Here you are."
Lin Qingyu asked directly: "What do you mean?"
Lu Wancheng was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
"Didn't you say that we don't have to take this marriage seriously?"
"yes."
"Then why do you want me to come back to sleep?"
Lu Wancheng smiled knowingly and said, "You misunderstood. I didn't invite you back to sleep just to have sex with you..."
These two simple and direct words made Lin Qingyu blush: "You are a young master of a marquisate after all, can you speak more solemnly?"
Lu Wancheng said solemnly: "I asked you to come back to sleep not to sleep with you. After all, no matter how good-looking you are, you are still a man, and I am not a homosexual."
Lin Qingyu took a deep breath and decided not to argue with Lu Wancheng: "Just say it if you have something to say."
"I just want to take advantage of your good fortune." Lu Wancheng said thoughtfully, "I always feel that my body can be more relaxed when I am with you."
Lin Qingyu paused: "Are you serious?"
Lu Wancheng nodded: "Seriously."
Lin Qingyu's mouth twitched slightly, and he sneered, "Stupid": "I didn't expect you to believe this."
He thought that Lu Wancheng was different from other people in Nan'an Marquis' Mansion, and he overestimated him.
"I used to believe it less than you do, but now I believe it a little bit." Lu Wancheng said slowly, "Doctor Lin, do you believe that people have three souls and six spirits, and that there is reincarnation?"
Lin Qingyu said decisively: "I don't believe it."
"Why?"
“Because I haven’t seen it.”
"But I have seen it."
"Then you must have seen it wrong."
Lu Wancheng said faintly: "Alas, I knew no one would believe it."
Lin Qingyu frowned: "So, you also believed the nonsense of the national teacher?"
If the national teacher had not taken out the horoscope, there would have been no subsequent happiness. Naturally, the name of the national teacher was also on his list of grudges.
"National Master..." Lu Wancheng pondered, "You reminded me that I should go meet Dayu, the national master who knows everything about heaven and earth and ghosts and gods, when I have time."
Lin Qingyu said bluntly: "Make sure you can get up from the bed first."
Although the Imperial Master never got involved in political affairs, he was of noble status, comparable to a royal family, and was often summoned by the Emperor to accompany him in the palace. If Lu Wancheng wants to see him, he has to ask for it.
Lu Wancheng came back to his senses and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. Doctor Lin, take a look at the soft couch that Hua Lu prepared for you."
"…What collapsed?"
Only then did Lin Qingyu notice that the soft couch he slept on last night was covered with a thick mattress and quilt, and a soft pillow, making it a small bed.
Lin Qingyu was expressionless for a moment, not knowing whether to praise or scold.
Lu Wancheng said generously: "I don't mind sleeping with a man, but I'm afraid you mind."
When Lin Qingyu left home to study, he traveled around with his mentor, and sometimes slept on the same bed with his senior and junior brothers. It's really nothing for two men who don't like homosexuality to sleep together, but Lu Wancheng... after all, he is his husband, and he can't treat Lu Wancheng as a normal man.
In any case, sleeping on a soft couch is more comfortable than sleeping on a desk, and it also saves Liang the trouble of making trouble after she finds out that he and Lu Wancheng sleep in separate rooms.
Lin Qingyu made up his mind and said, "I'll go wash up first."
As the night deepened, the lights in the mansion went out one by one. The two newly married men, one sleeping on the bed and the other lying on the couch, separated by a screen embroidered with a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water.
Lu Wancheng slept too much during the day, so he wasn't very sleepy at the moment. He crossed his hands behind his head and chatted with Lin Qingyu: "Doctor Lin, how old are you this year?"
Lin Qingyu closed his eyes and said uninterestedly, "Eighteen."
"In terms of common sense, you are probably a few months older than me. How about I call you 'Brother Yu' from now on?"
Lin Qingyu asked: "Do you have a headache?"
Lu Wancheng felt it for a moment and said, "It doesn't hurt."
"I thought you were so sick that you forgot your age."
"Hey, how old am I?"
Is this guy really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.
Being irritable before going to bed is not good for health. Lin Qingyu tried to be calm: "Nineteen."
"Is there such a good thing?" Lu Wancheng said with a smile, "Then you can call me 'Brother Wancheng' instead."
Lin Qingyu turned over, leaving only the back of his head to Lu Wancheng: "Go to sleep, little marquis, dreams can hold anything."
Lu Wancheng laughed softly and wondered to himself, "A beautiful lady with a bad temper, such an attractive character is not the protagonist..."
The night was dark, Lin Qingyu was exhausted both physically and mentally, and let himself sink into a dream.
Dayu attached great importance to medicine. In addition to the Imperial Medical Office and the Imperial Pharmacy within the palace, he also established the Imperial Medical Bureau outside the palace to train and select medical talents. Similar to the imperial examination, the Imperial Medical Bureau would hold an exam every three years. Regardless of one's family background or who one's teacher was, as long as one could pass the exam, one could enter the Imperial Medical Bureau, read the world's rare books, appreciate the world's precious materials, and work with famous doctors inside and outside the court; or enter the palace, write books, or travel to other countries to study.
The Imperial Medical Bureau is the holy place for doctors. Many people are scrambling to get in. The examination and selection are extremely strict, and it is no exaggeration to say that only one in ten thousand can be selected. Lin Qingyu was gifted and talented, and his mentor once predicted that he would pass the exam. But he still did not dare to slack off and prepared for this exam wholeheartedly for three years.
Finally the day of the exam arrived. He and several classmates were waiting outside the examination room. The young man was full of vigor, confident in his plans, and chatted and laughed cheerfully. He did not show any of the nervousness and anxiety that others had.
The vermilion door of the examination room slowly opened, and Lin Qingyu's eyes lit up. He walked up the stairs step by step, towards his ideal sanctuary. Just as he was about to touch the light, a strange voice called him.
It was a man dressed in eunuch's clothes. Lin Qingyu couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see the bright yellow imperial edict in his hand.
"The imperial edict has arrived, Lin Qingyu accepts it——"
Lin Qingyu knelt down and listened to the order. The other candidates seemed not to care about this sudden change at all. They walked into the examination room one after another, forming a series of phantoms behind Lin Qingyu.
"The Emperor, by the Mandate of Heaven, proclaims that Lu Wancheng, the son of Marquis Nan'an, is a man of noble character and extraordinary appearance, and is about to reach the age of twenty. Now there is the son of Lin Zhaoxing, the director of the Imperial Hospital, who is filial and has a dignified appearance. The marriage between the two shall be granted and an auspicious day shall be chosen for the wedding. This is decreed."
Lin Qingyu looked up in horror. The bright yellow light was so bright that he could hardly open his eyes.
The door of the Imperial Medical Office slammed shut.
…
Lin Qingyu suddenly woke up from his dream. In the silence, the only sound was his breathing.
His heartbeat gradually calmed down, but the depression and unwillingness were like thick ink in his heart, which could not be dispersed or dissolved.
Dreams and reality are different. In reality, the eunuch who delivered the imperial edict went directly to Lin’s mansion, after which he was disqualified from taking the exam. Before the day of the exam, he became the male wife of the Nan'an Marquis.
There was still an hour before dawn, and Lin Qingyu was completely awake. He got off the couch and wanted to pour himself a cup of tea when he suddenly heard a deliberately suppressed moan.
It was Lu Wancheng's voice.
Lin Qingyu lit a lamp and walked quickly to the bedside: "Young Marquis?"
Lu Wancheng curled up on the bed, his body slightly arched, his eyes closed, his face slightly distorted, and his long hair stuck to his face due to cold sweat.
Lin Qingyu called out again: "Lu Wancheng?"
Lu Wancheng opened his eyes, his vision blurred: "Doctor Lin?"
"It's me."
"Doctor Lin, I feel a little uncomfortable."
Lin Qingyu took Lu Wancheng's pulse and confirmed that he was suffering from heart palpitations.
"I know." Lin Qingyu said gently, "You feel uncomfortable in your chest, don't you?"
Lu Wancheng nodded.
"Just bear with me, I'll be back soon."
Lu Wancheng said weakly: "Are you going to get a knife?"
Lin Qingyu was puzzled: "Why should I hold a knife?"
"Finish the kill?"
Lin Qingyu's tone returned to his usual indifference: "...I'm not interested in killing people."
However, before the wedding, he did think of drugging Lu Wancheng and making him inhumane. If Lu Wancheng had not behaved well on his wedding night and suggested not to take the marriage seriously, he might have become half a eunuch by now.
Lin Qingyu took out a wooden medical box from the box where he kept his clothes. Inside it were many of his masterpieces, most of which were poisons, but of course there were also some good medicines for curing diseases and saving lives.
Lin Qingyu returned to the bed with a porcelain bottle and an acupuncture bag in his hand. "This is a heart-soothing pill that can relieve your palpitations. Do you want to take it?"
Lu Wancheng said, "Just eat it."
Lin Qingyu resisted the urge to turn around and leave, helped Lu Wancheng up, and fed him a tranquilizer: "Just in case, I'll give you two more injections."
Lu Wancheng seemed to think of some trauma from his youth, propping himself up with his arms and trying to get up: "Acupuncture?"
“It’s acupuncture!”
"Oh." Lu Wancheng lay back down, "Then be gentle."
Lin Qingyu: "I'm going to use force."
Lu Wancheng: “…”
Lin Qingyu took a deep breath. Acupuncture is a delicate job and he needs to concentrate fully.
"Doctor Lin, am I going to die again? If you can save me, please do so. If you can't, don't force it." Lu Wancheng sighed, "I just slept for a few days and woke up naturally..."
"Shut up." Lin Qingyu's forehead was covered with sweat, his eyes were shining, and he focused on inserting the first needle. "I won't let you die, at least not tonight."
After taking medicine and receiving injections, Lu Wancheng's symptoms were relieved and he soon fell asleep. Lin Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief and looked out the window. The sky was already turning pale.
The next day, it was already past noon and Lu Wancheng had not yet woken up. Hua Lu was very worried and couldn't help but check his breathing. Seeing this, Lin Qingyu said, "If you are really that free, go and sweep the yard."
Hualu said, "Young Master, the Young Master has slept for six hours. Is this really reasonable?"
Lin Qingyu didn't care: "The patient does sleep more." Before Hua Lu could breathe a sigh of relief, he added: "But he does sleep too much. Did he lack sleep before?"
Hua Lu shook her head: "No, the young master is weak and has been lying in bed all year round. He always sleeps when he is tired."
Lin Qingyu was thoughtful after hearing this.
Lu Wancheng didn't wake up until noon. Lin Qingyu was called to the bedside by him and accepted his thanks: "Doctor Lin, I'm lucky to have you last night, otherwise I wouldn't know how I died."
Seeing that he looked good, Lin Qingyu was too lazy to show mercy: "Of course he died of illness."
"I have decided to do something difficult and troublesome for you."
Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "That's not necessary, just say less before going to bed."
"Hmm?" Lu Wancheng smiled, "Are you accused of talking too much..."
As the two were talking, Feng Qin came in and reported, "Master, the Third Miss is here."
The "Third Miss" that Fengqin mentioned is Lu Wancheng's sister, whom Lin Qingyu has never met.
Lu Wancheng thought and said slowly: "Third Miss...what is she doing here?"
Lin Qingyu said: "Of course I'm here to visit the patient - I won't disturb you and your sister."
Lu Wancheng grabbed his sleeve and said, "Look at how impatient you are. I didn't say I wanted to see her."
Feng Qin was surprised and asked, "Master, don't you want to see Miss Three? You two have always had the best relationship. I saw Miss Three brought a knee pad she made by herself, which must be for Master. She came here once yesterday, but when she found out that Master was asleep, she went back first."
Lin Qingyu didn't like the people in Nan'an Marquis' Mansion, but Lu Wancheng was not him. My sister came to visit me several times, and as a brother, how could I ignore her?
Lin Qingyu said: "If you don't see her this time, she will come next time. She's your own sister, why are you hiding?"
"I'm not hiding. I'm just too lazy to pretend to be nice to them." Lu Wancheng thought for a moment and said, "How about this, Fengqin, you go and answer them, and let them think I'm dead."
After saying that, Lu Wancheng turned over, leaving the others with a lonely and stubborn back.
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