Chapter 85
Lin Qingyu changed his clothes and took a carriage to Jinxiuxuan.
As the number one restaurant in the capital, Jinxiuxuan is always packed with people and bustling with activity, except during special periods such as national mourning. Even though Lin Qingyu thought that Shen Huaishi would be in the capital, he did not expect that he would ask him to meet at Jinxiuxuan. Although he has ordered the Tianji Camp to stop hunting Shen Huaishi, Shen Huaishi himself should not be aware of this and even dares to show up in the streets of Beijing. Is this his confidence in his own skills?
The edict to depose and enthrone the crown prince has been announced to the world. It is very likely that Shen Huaishi is looking for me at this time because of Xiao Cheng. I have to say, he was somewhat looking forward to it.
Lin Qingyu asked the owner of Jinxiuxuan for a private room on the second floor and a pot of tea. He sat by the window, drinking tea and watching people coming and going. Yongxing Street is as prosperous as ever. The hawking of vendors in the shops and the expressions of passers-by as they hurried past are no different from usual. The emperor was seriously ill, and the change of the throne seemed to have no effect on these ordinary people. This is the case even in the capital, let alone other places.
No matter who the crown prince is, who sits on the dragon throne, and who holds the imperial pen to rule the world, the people must go on with their lives.
Not long after, there was a slight sound from the door, and Lin Qingyu said, "Come in," and a man wearing a veiled hat walked in. The black veil hung down, blocking the man's face. Lin Qingyu asked Huantong to guard outside, and the man took off his veil, revealing an ordinary face that would be forgotten in a blink of an eye.
Lin Qingyu said: "I didn't expect to see you again so soon."
Shen Huaishi showed a faint smile: "Doctor Lin."
Shen Huaishi could still smile, it seemed that he was not going to find him to question him. Lin Qingyu rolled up his sleeves and pointed to the tea table opposite: "Sit down."
Shen Huaishi sat down in front of Lin Qingyu, feeling a little awkward, but generally calm. Lin Qingyu asked him: "Why did you ask me to meet here? Didn't we always meet at Changsheng Temple in the past?"
"I am leaving the capital, and I don't know when I will see you next time." Shen Huaishi lowered his eyes and said, "Before I leave, I want to drink with you once."
Lin Qingyu looked at the man's honest appearance and felt a subtle discomfort in her chest. He and Shen Huai had known each other for a long time. Every time they met, it was either in the Imperial Medical Bureau or in the Changsheng Temple. The two had never sat across the table from each other like they were now, with a pot of good tea on the table.
In the past, he treated Shen Huaishi as a chess piece, and there was naturally no need for chess players and chess pieces to drink together. Now that Xiao Cheng has fallen, Shen Huaishi is not even qualified to be a chess piece in his hands, so why is he leaving his husband alone and wasting time here?
Lin Qingyu asked: "Why do you want to drink with me?"
Shen Huaishi looked up and said, "Because I consider Doctor Lin a friend."
Lin Qingyu couldn't help but smile. His smile made Shen Huaishi stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but say: "Also, your eyes really look like Jingchun's."
Lin Qingyu joked: "So, you also regard me as a substitute for Princess Jingchun?"
Shen Huaishi denied it flatly: "I didn't. You are good-looking, better than... than Jingchun, and your personalities are completely different. I won't confuse you. But you treated my injuries and found Brother Zhu for me, so that I knew the truth of the year. I am very grateful to you."
Lin Qingyu asked: "Let me ask you, the reason you stayed in Beijing is because you didn't trust me and thought I would do something to Jingchun?"
"I don't disbelieve it." Shen Huaishi argued with difficulty, "I just..."
"If you care so much about Jingchun, why don't you go to the North to see him?"
Shen Huaishi shook his head: "He should be living well in the North, I don't want to disturb him."
Lin Qingyu looked at him for a while and asked, "What kind of wine would you like to drink?"
Shen Huaishi showed a hint of joy on his face, and his lifeless face finally had some spirit: "Just drink what you like."
Shen Huaishi didn't mention anything about Xiao Cheng, as if he really just wanted to drink with Lin Qingyu. Lin Qingyu ordered a pot of Jinxiuxuan's signature bamboo leaf sake and a few dishes that he thought were good. Shen Huaishi was not good at speaking and rarely spoke unless necessary. Lin Qingyu was not a talkative person either and most of his conversations during the day were with Gu Fuzhou. The two of them had the meal in silence. Finally, Shen Huaishi picked up the wine cup and said, "We will never meet again, even if we are far away. Doctor Lin, take care."
Lin Qingyu also raised his glass in greeting, took a sip, and said, "Where are you going—back to the Nanyue fishing village?"
Shen Huaishi said with self-mockery: "I haven't thought about it yet. The world is so big, there will always be a place for me."
"It's a pity to waste your martial arts. You will not go back to Tianji Camp." Lin Qingyu paused, "Perhaps, you are willing to stay with me and the general."
Lin Qingyu's invitation was beyond Shen Huaishi's expectations: "You mean... General Gu?"
Lin Qingyu nodded: "The general is now in charge of the imperial palace guards and the capital's iron cavalry camp. It is not difficult to find a position for you - haven't you always admired the general?"
After being stunned, Shen Huaishi smiled: "Thank you for your kindness, Doctor Lin. It is true that I admire the general, but it is a pity that I don't want to stay in the capital."
Lin Qingyu pondered and said, "So, you are still thinking about escaping."
"No, I just want to live a peaceful life."
Lin Qingyu smiled coldly: "If you really let go of everything, you wouldn't be here now."
Shen Huaishi pursed his lips and fell into silence.
After a while, Lin Qingyu said, "Huai Shi, the 'truth' that Zhu Yongxin told you that day was not entirely true."
Shen Huaishi's pupils suddenly contracted: "What?"
"It's true that Xiao Cheng was responsible for the destruction of the Heavenly Prison Sect. But at the last moment, he gave up. The emperor had a backup plan. When he gave up, he ordered the elite troops of the Heavenly Secret Camp to go out in full force and massacre all the members of the Heavenly Prison Sect in the name of the Red Fang Sect. Xiao Cheng spent a lot of effort to save your life." Lin Qingyu said, "But Xiao Cheng planned the Heavenly Prison Sect incident and deceived you for many years. In my opinion, he is no different from the culprit, the emperor. But perhaps, you have a different opinion."
Shen Huaishi's face turned pale: "Why did you suddenly tell me the truth?"
Lin Qingyu said calmly: "Don't you regard me as a friend? I usually don't lie to my friends."
Of course, he was willing to tell Shen Huaishi the truth. The most important point was that Xiao Cheng was completely defeated and he didn't know how long he could stay alive. There was no possibility of making a comeback. In this case, the "truth" is not that important.
Shen Huaishi remained silent, only his breathing became heavy.
Lin Qingyu examined his expression and sneered, "Why, do you regret stabbing Xiao Cheng with that sword?"
When Shen Huaishi spoke again, his voice was already hoarse: "Why did you lie to me?"
Lin Qingyu said bluntly: "I'm afraid you'll be soft-hearted."
Shen Huaishi let out a strange laugh from his throat: "In your eyes, am I...so cheap?"
Lin Qingyu asked back: "Aren't you cheap?"
Shen Huaishi's breath was choked, and he stood up suddenly, clenching his hands into fists: "I, I'm leaving."
Lin Qingyu said behind him: "I'm sorry for lying to you, but I don't regret it. Under the circumstances at that time, you still saved Xiao Cheng's life. If you knew that Xiao Cheng had been soft-hearted, I'm afraid you would not only not hurt him, but would also forgive him generously and continue to warm his bed for him..."
The undisguised contempt in Lin Qingyu's tone seemed to be stabbing a knife into Shen Huaishi's heart. His eyes were bloodshot and he blurted out, "I can't!"
Lin Qingyu put down the wine cup and said, "Well, show me how to do it."
Shen Huaishi almost growled, "What do you want me to do?"
"Xiao Cheng is recuperating in Jinyang Garden. I can let you see him again."
Shen Huaishi said hoarsely: "See him...?"
"After we meet, do you want to kill him and avenge Tianyumen, or keep him alive so that you can continue your relationship in the future, or let him live half-dead, watching you and others have romantic affairs, talking about love but being unable to do anything, and being your prisoner for the rest of his life - as long as you say the word, I can satisfy you." Lin Qingyu raised the corner of his mouth, and his slightly cold voice was filled with irresistible temptation, "But I won't force you, the right to choose is in your hands."
Shen Huaishi was stunned for a long time, then slowly sat down. Lin Qingyu stood up and said, "When you have thought it over, come find me again."
After the Dragon Boat Festival, the days become hotter. There has been no rain in the capital for two months. The fields are cracked and the streams are dry. Seeing the severe drought in the capital, the new crown prince Xiao Jie went to Mount Tiantai with the imperial teacher to pray for rain, and has not returned since.
The sun was shining brightly and cicadas were chirping. Lin Qingyu spent half a day in the library of the Imperial Medical Bureau and had completed half of a book called "Da Yu Yao Jian". Suddenly, someone touched his right shoulder. He subconsciously looked to the right, but there was no one around him. When he turned around, he saw a thirty-year-old man sitting at the table on his left.
Lin Qingyu asked curiously: "Why are you here?"
The hotter the weather, the saltier the Gu Fuzhou. Throughout the entire summer, he had only seen Gu Fuzhou go out a few times. It must be a big deal that made Gu Fuzhou brave the scorching sun to go to the Imperial Medical Bureau to find him.
Gu Fuzhou had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He put one hand behind his back and closed the book in front of Lin Qingyu with the other hand, pushed it aside, and said with a smile: "I have something to give you."
"What is it?"
Gu Fuzhou stretched out his hands from behind his back, holding a porcelain jar. He said calmly, "Ever since the little poisonous insect that was born to me died at Huantong's feet, you have been depressed and in tears all day long. As your husband, I really can't stand it anymore, so..."
Lin Qingyu's heartbeat quickened: "Could it be that you..."
"That's right. I'm going to give you a nest of little Gu worms." Gu Fuzhou opened the porcelain lid. "I'll send someone to southern Xinjiang to ask for the Gu King. It should meet your requirements."
Lin Qingyu took a closer look and found that the poisonous insect that Gu Fuzhou gave him was indeed the kind he wanted at first glance. As for whether it has the effect he wants, he will have to wait and see. But this can save him a lot of time.
Lin Qingyu smiled and said, "This is the best gift I have ever received."
Gu Fuzhou's mood became subtle: "Hmm... do you like it better than the engagement ring I gave you?"
To be honest, a nest of little poisonous insects would be much more useful to him than a ring. Because he often had to prepare medicine and it was inconvenient for him to wear anything on his hands, he kept the ring that Gu Fuzhou gave him and placed it together with other important items. But at this moment, Lin Qingyu felt that he could tell a harmless little lie. He used his sleeve to wipe away the sweat on Gu Fuzhou's forehead: "I still like the ring more."
Gu Fuzhou was half-sitting in a relaxed posture, leaning against the table. Even so, he was still much taller than Lin Qingyu who was standing upright. Gu Fuzhou casually grabbed Lin Qingyu and brought her forward a step, embedding her between a pair of long legs.
Gu Fuzhou studied Lin Qingyu's expression and said, "You lied again, Doctor Lin. You clearly prefer the little poisonous insect. Tsk, I almost got fooled by you again."
Lin Qingyu smiled: "It's all given by you anyway, so what's the difference?"
Gu Fuzhou raised his eyebrows: "What about my return gift?"
Lin Qingyu gently touched his cheek: "I'll give it to you when I get home."
Gu Fuzhou seemed dissatisfied and hugged Lin Qingyu to prevent him from leaving: "...Huh? Why didn't you say you would give it to me in a year?"
Lin Qingyu reminded him: "This is in the library, and students from the Imperial Medical Bureau may come over later."
Gu Fuzhou let him go with a smile: "Is that so."
Before leaving, Lin Qingyu put the medical books on the table back in place. Gu Fuzhou followed him with a book in his hand. He put one away when he handed it to him. When there was only one book left, Gu Fuzhou suddenly called him, "Qingyu."
As soon as Lin Qingyu turned around, he was gently pushed and his back leaned against the bookshelf. Before he could react, Gu Fuzhou bent down and kissed him on the lips.
In an instant, Lin Qingyu was so panicked that he froze in place. This was not in the general's mansion, nor in their bedroom. They were in the library, and there were two guards guarding outside the door. Even if no one would see him, this was where he usually studied medicine. How could Gu Fuzhou...how could he kiss him here?
It was not until his lips were bitten that Lin Qingyu came back to his senses. He heard Gu Fuzhou say, "Qingyu, open your mouth."
Lin Qingyu held the last medical book in his arms, his cheeks flushed, and he called out unconsciously: "Jiang..."
He opened his lips, and Young Master Jiang's little tongue came in as expected, even making some indescribable sound.
I don't know when the weather outside changed. A flash of lightning streaked across the sky. After a series of thunder, a strong wind suddenly blew and heavy rain came suddenly. The rain washed against the windows and the library was as dark as night.
Lin Qingyu leaned against the bookshelf, closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling, and let Gu Fuzhou kiss him.
Tender and warm.
This is the first rain of this summer and also the last one.
In August, the former crown prince Xiao Rong died in Jinyang Garden; in October, the emperor died of illness, and crown prince Xiao Jie ascended the throne with the reign title Chu Xi; Queen Wen was made the only empress dowager of Dayu and ruled the country from behind the curtain.
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