Chapter 8
Huantong carried Lin Qingyu into the house and placed him on the couch. Lin Qingyu asked him to take out the medical box from the cabinet and find the medicine for treating bruises and sprains. Seeing Lin Qingyu sweating from the pain, Hua Lu asked worriedly, "Should we get a doctor to see Shaojun?"
Huan Tong took off Lin Qingyu's shoes and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? My young master is the best doctor."
Lin Qingyu poured the medicine into his palm and rubbed the sprained part. The light fragrance of medicine spread in the bedroom.
Hualu said, "Shaojun, can I help you massage? I can give people massages."
"No need." Lin Qingyu endured the pain, "Go get a basin of well water and soak the towel in it. I'll need to apply cold compress for half an hour after using the medicine."
Lin Qingyu rubbed the wound and suddenly felt that the room was too quiet - where was the person who talked the most?
Lin Qingyu raised his head and saw Lu Wancheng sitting at the table with a gloomy face and an unhappy look.
Thinking of how Lu Wancheng almost fell just now, Lin Qingyu asked him, "Are you hurt?"
Lu Wancheng shook his head and asked, "Are you okay with your injury?"
"It's not a big problem. You will be fully recovered after three days of rest."
Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "That's good."
Lin Qingyu said calmly: "I only need to rest for two days because of my sprain, but you threw me like that..."
Lu Wancheng covered his face in pain: "Don't say it, I was wrong."
In order to make up for his mistake, Lu Wancheng generously gave the wheelchair to Lin Qingyu. However, Lin Qingyu did not appreciate it. He just asked Huantong to serve him personally and asked Huantong to get anything he needed. When walking is unavoidable, he lets Huantong support him.
At that time, Hua Lu was serving Lu Wancheng medicine. She saw Lin Qingyu in white, supported by Huan Tong, walking slowly with one hand on the table. Her long hair fell on her shoulders and her brows were slightly furrowed, which made even the little girl feel pity for her.
Lu Wancheng asked leisurely, "Does it look good?"
Hualu nodded honestly: "It looks good! Shaojun seems to be a little different now that he is injured."
Lu Wancheng looked at Lin Qingyu and drank the bitter medicine in one go: "This is called 'battle-damaged beauty'."
After nightfall, Lin Qingyu leaned on the soft couch and read as usual. From time to time, he could hear the noise of people turning over on the big bed behind the screen, which made it impossible for him to concentrate on reading. Normally at this time, Lu Wancheng would have fallen into a deep sleep, and no one knew what was wrong with him today.
Hearing another sigh, Lin Qingyu asked, "Young Marquis, you are indifferent to fame and gain, and do not care about gains and losses. What on earth could make you frown and sigh so much in the middle of the night?"
After a moment of silence, Lu Wancheng slowly sat up through the screen, looking desolate and lonely: "I can't even hold you?"
Lin Qingyu: “…” Lu Wancheng couldn’t sleep at night because of this kind of thing?
Lu Wancheng said dimly: "This is even scarier than a ghost story."
This aroused Lin Qingyu's curiosity: "Where do you get the confidence to think you can hold me?"
Lu Wancheng couldn't understand: "Your waist is so thin, you must not be that heavy, how could I not be able to hold you."
Lin Qingyu didn't bother to care about Lu Wancheng's inexplicable self-esteem, and told the truth: "With your current body, if you walk for a little longer, you will be out of breath after three steps. Hualu has more strength than you. Young Marquis, it is important for people to know themselves."
"I'm so angry." Lu Wancheng pounded the bed heavily, "Even Huantong can do it, but I can't?"
"Huan Tong has been doing heavy work for years. How can you compare with him?"
Lu Wancheng got out of bed angrily, put on a fox fur coat, and walked out from behind the screen: "I'm taller than him."
Lin Qingyu put down the book and looked at him: "Young Marquis."
"what."
Lin Qingyu imitated Lu Wancheng's tone vividly: "As a person, don't compare yourself with others too much."
Lu Wancheng was speechless for a moment, completely losing the strength to refute. Seeing his deflated expression, Lin Qingyu couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.
Lin Qingyu actually laughs quite often, but most of the time it’s a sneer or a ridicule. This is the first time Lu Wancheng has seen her smile like this.
In the dim light, Lin Qingyu was half lying on the soft couch, with her long black hair hanging down in front of her chest, holding a book in her hands. She let go of all her guard and indifference, and smiled at you quietly.
Lu Wancheng suddenly understood what it meant to be "beauty is in the bones, not in the skin". He couldn't help but lower his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing Lin Qingyu: "Are you still in pain?"
Lin Qingyu turned his attention back to the book: "Not bad."
Lu Wancheng sat down next to the couch and said, "You are also a patient now, go to bed and sleep."
Lin Qingyu thought that Lu Wancheng wanted to exchange with him, so he went to sleep on the bed, and Lu Wancheng came to sleep on the soft couch: "No need, you are sicker than me."
Lu Wancheng said as a matter of course: "So I sleep on the bed too."
Lin Qingyu paused and simply refused: "No."
"Neither you nor I are into homosexuality, so what are you afraid of?"
Lin Qingyu calmly turned the page: "I'm afraid you'll press on my hair."
Lu Wancheng never expected that Lin Qingyu would use this excuse to reject him, and couldn't help but laugh: "You haven't slept with me, why do you think I would press your hair?"
"Because you sleep so badly."
"Then you should at least try it with me, and you will know after you try it."
"No."
"You're going too far." Lu Wancheng accused, "You can't confuse the me you imagine with the real me..."
Lin Qingyu raised his eyes to look at him, pretending to be cold and stern: "Young Marquis, if you keep talking nonsense, I can make you unable to utter a word for three days. Do you believe it?"
"Believe it - why not." Lu Wancheng cursed and went back to bed, "You are a femme fatale who dared to attack the East Palace. There is nothing you can't do."
The news of Lin Qingyu's injury reached Liang's ears. Liang sent a maid to greet them, which was considered a superficial effort. There was also an unfamiliar maid who came to Lanfeng Pavilion and brought Lin Qingyu some plasters, saying that this was a secret recipe passed down from their aunt's ancestors and was very effective for sprains.
Lin Qingyu asked: "Your aunt?"
"That's Aunt Pan from Mianyuezhai," the maid said with a smile, "I think Young Master has not seen her yet."
Among the high-ranking families in the capital, the inner residence of Marquis Nan'an is considered to be the least populated. In addition to his wife, Marquis Nan'an had only two or three concubines. Liang managed the affairs well and the concubines behaved themselves. Although Lin Qingyu is a young prince, he is still a man after all. There is a difference between men and women, and except during the New Year, you generally cannot see these concubines.
Lin Qingyu smelled the ointment and found it was indeed a good medicine. But he didn't know Aunt Pan at all and didn't want to owe her a favor.
Lin Qingyu was about to refuse, but Lu Wancheng came out from the inner hall and said for him: "Please keep the medicine. Thank the aunt for us."
There were other people around, so Lin Qingyu didn't say anything. After the maid left, without waiting for Lin Qingyu to ask, Lu Wancheng said: "Auntie Pan has no bad intentions. She is a timid and honest person. You can give her some face. She may join your camp in the future."
Lin Qingyu asked: "Young Marquis never asks about the affairs of the inner house, how can you know what is good and what is bad?"
Lu Wancheng said half-truthfully, "Because I am like Dayu's imperial teacher. I can observe the celestial phenomena at night and predict the future."
Lin Qingyu: “…”
Lin Qingyu had been married into a marquisate for some time. She knew that although Lu Wancheng looked unreliable, he had no ill will towards her. Among the hundreds of people in the Nan'an Marquis's Mansion, only Lu Wancheng was barely worthy of his trust. He also wanted to get along with Lu Wancheng in peace, but... Lu Wancheng was only serious for three minutes, and when would he change his bad habit of talking nonsense for no reason?
"Then go and observe the night sky," Lin Qingyu said indifferently, "don't bother me here."
Lu Wancheng pretended not to hear Lin Qingyu's order to leave, fiddling with the plaster sent by Aunt Pan, and said, "Do you still remember the acupuncture bag that I wanted to give you but you ruthlessly rejected? That was Aunt Pan's wedding gift, and she sewed it herself."
Lin Qingyu was a little surprised: "Really?"
Was Pan's repeated attempts to please him really out of good intentions, or did she have other motives?
Lin Qingyu was lost in thought when someone suddenly grabbed his ankle and lifted him up. He met Lu Wancheng's gaze and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
"Help you apply the medicine."
Lin Qingyu struggled slightly: "No need, let go."
Lu Wancheng held his ankle to prevent him from moving, and said with a smile: "You're welcome, I'm very good at applying film, I guarantee that I can help you apply it beautifully."
"Get out of the way." Lin Qingyu only used 70% of his strength and easily broke free from Lu Wancheng's hand, holding Huantong and walked away.
Lu Wancheng looked down at his hands, resentment in his eyes, and he looked like he was about to suffocate.
Lin Qingyu's sprain healed after three days of treatment. Lu Wancheng was tired of listening to the thrush singing, so he got a mynah bird from somewhere and trained it to imitate the bird's voice whenever he had time. It chirped all the time and was very annoying. Unable to bear the annoyance, Lin Qingyu took Huantong out of Lanfeng Pavilion. Taking advantage of the beautiful spring weather, they found a vacant space in the garden and started to dry the medicine.
Huan Tong spread out the herbs one by one and asked, "Master, the courtyard of Lanfeng Pavilion is so big and the sun is so bright, why don't we dry them there?"
Lin Qingyu said: "It's too noisy, there are too many birds."
Huan Tong smiled and said, "I think it's quite interesting. The young marquis has been teaching the mynah bird to call 'Doctor Lin'." Before, the young master didn't let him come to the marquis' mansion, and he thought that life in the marquis' mansion would be very difficult. After coming here, he found that it was quite happy.
The young marquis was of noble status and had been ill all the time, so any good things in the mansion were first sent to their yard, and their servants also benefited a lot from it. The young marquis himself was quite interesting, even though he wasn't in good health, he could always find things to do for fun and he was quite nice to his young master. This is a blessing in disguise.
The two were drying their medicine. Huan Tong saw a girl in a pink skirt walking towards them from afar and asked, "Master, who is that?"
Lin Qingyu looked up. The girl was followed by a nanny and a maid, so she must be a master. In the Nan'an Marquis' Mansion, there is only one mistress of this age - the second lady of the mansion, Lu Wancheng's half-sister, Lu Niantao.
Lu Niantao was born with bright eyes and white teeth, and her every move showed the demeanor of a lady from a noble family. She walked slowly to Lin Qingyu, bowed slightly and said, "Meet sister-in-law."
He didn't want to care about Liang's daughter. But Lu Niantao is a girl after all, so it’s okay to give her some face in front of the servants.
Lin Qingyu nodded slightly and said calmly, "Second Miss Lu."
Lu Niantao smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, just call me Niantao. I am ashamed to say that Niantao has always wanted to go to Lanfeng Pavilion to visit my brother and sister-in-law, but unfortunately my brother is still ill and doesn't seem to want to be disturbed by others. Today I finally have the opportunity to meet her. My sister-in-law is really as the following people said - 'She is so beautiful and unique, there is no other like her in the world.'"
"Miss Lu, you don't have to call me sister-in-law."
"But... you are my sister-in-law." Lu Niantao thought for a moment, "Or, should I call you Brother Lin?"
Both of these names made him feel uncomfortable. Lin Qingyu hesitated for a moment, and decided to choose the lesser of two evils: "Then you should call me sister-in-law."
Lu Niantao said softly, "Yes." She saw the herbs behind Lin Qingyu and asked, "Are you drying the herbs, sister-in-law?"
"Um."
Lu Niantao's heart moved: "Could it be that he posted it for his elder brother?"
These medicines are all the medicinal ingredients on his father's prescription. The preparation of the prescription is extremely difficult, and each medicinal ingredient has strict requirements. It takes at least more than a month from preparation to the final product. He spent so much time and energy preparing medicine, but it was just for practice. Of course, it’s not impossible to ask Lu Wancheng to help him try the medicine after it’s ready.
Lin Qingyu did not respond, so Lu Niantao took it as his consent. "My eldest brother's health has been taken care of by Doctor Zhang since he was young. Doctor Zhang has the final say on what medicines he should take."
Lin Qingyu ran out of patience: "What do you want to say?"
"Don't misunderstand, sister-in-law!" Lu Niantao seemed a little panicked. "I know that sister-in-law cares about brother and wants him to get better soon. But brother's health is extremely precious and can't be taken lightly. Even though sister-in-law was born in a famous medical family, if she wants to use medicine on brother, it's better to tell Doctor Zhang first."
Huan Tong said unhappily, "Second Miss, my young master has inherited the master's true teachings and has also found a great doctor as his teacher. In terms of medical skills, that Doctor Zhang may not be as good as him..."
Lin Qingyu felt something was wrong and interrupted, "Huan Tong."
Huan Tong closed her mouth in dismay. Lin Qingyu added: "This medicine is not for the young marquis, the second lady is worrying too much."
"Not for Big Brother? That's..."
"It's getting late." Lin Qingyu ignored him, "Huantong, pack up and go back to Lanfeng Pavilion."
When Lin Qingyu returned to Lanfeng Pavilion, Lu Wancheng's new favorite myna had already learned to call people. Lu Wancheng carried it and walked around Lin Qingyu, calling them Doctor Lin, which made Lin Qingyu want to poison them.
Lin Qingyu threatened: "If you bother me with your bird again, I will kill it and make soup with it."
"That fierce Doctor Lin." Lu Wancheng handed the birdcage to Hua Lu and motioned for her to take it out. "You are so fierce. When I die, which girl will be willing to marry you?"
Lin Qingyu said coldly: "Young Marquis, you don't have to worry about this. I will definitely marry a good man, and I will bring my wife and children to visit your grave during the Qingming Festival."
Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Then remember to burn more paper money for me. I'm afraid I won't have enough money to spend down there."
"must."
After agreeing to burn paper at the grave, Lin Qingyu talked about business and told Lu Wancheng about his chance encounter with Lu Niantao in the garden. "Lu Niantao wanted to see you several times, but you always refused with various reasons. Do you know something?"
"Didn't I tell you I know a lot?"
On the table were some herbs that Lin Qingyu had just dried. Seeing how fresh they were, Lu Wancheng grabbed a handful of them. Lin Qingyu slapped him with a palm, causing him to scream, "Did the Celestial Phenomenon tell you this again?"
"Yeah," Lu Wancheng blew on the back of his red hand, "Tian Xiang said she's not a good person, so ignore her."
Lin Qingyu said thoughtfully: "I know."
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Then one day——
Lin Qingyu looked at the person sleeping soundly beside him and sighed: It turns out that your hair is being pressed down.
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