Gu Qingqiu smiled and said, "I'm fine."
Ziyun sobbed, “Madam, Ziyun is not clever, but she is not completely ignorant! Madam, you are so badly injured! Not only did the Prince not come to see you, he also ordered the doctor to send you a contraceptive potion! Even though you are unconscious, he still forced the medicine into your mouth!”
No wonder my mouth tasted bitter when I woke up. But Gu Qingqiu's body is infertile to begin with, so maybe the bitterness was because the dosage of Heart-Rending Herb in the medicine was increased.
Gu Qingqiu said nonchalantly, "That's only right. Be careful what you say! If someone else hears you, you'll be dead."
“Madam, if you go to serve the Prince again tonight, you might pass away first! What if Ziyun is buried with you then!” Ziyun was so anxious that she spoke without restraint.
Gu Qingqiu could only feign anger and say, "I'm perfectly fine! Why are you cursing me to die?"
"I didn't!" Ziyun grabbed Gu Qingqiu's sleeve and wouldn't let go. "Madam, you're not allowed to go!"
"I went to save the prince," Gu Qingqiu comforted him. "I just looked a bit scary, but I'm perfectly fine now. I can eat, drink, sleep, and even talk to you. How could I be dying?"
“But…” Ziyun felt that Gu Qingqiu was lying to her, but she didn’t know how to refute it, so she could only bite her lower lip, “If Madam is still like this tonight… I… I… I will…”
Gu Qingqiu waited for a long time, but Ziyun still didn't get a result. She could only pat her head and say, "Alright, don't think about it so much. Go get me a bowl of porridge."
“Yes…” Ziyun withdrew with a worried expression.
After dinner, Gu Qingqiu appeared unusually energetic, showing no signs of injury or poisoning.
As the moon rose, Gu Qingqiu was stopped by the butler as she approached Chu Yunhan's courtyard gate.
The butler sighed, "Madam, please return. The Prince will not see anyone tonight."
“I’ve been here for three days already, how can I give up halfway?” Gu Qingqiu’s attitude was also very firm.
The steward earnestly advised, "Madam, the Prince didn't cry out at all tonight. He's almost fully recovered. You've already done enough for him. There's no need for you to sacrifice yourself any further. This is also the Prince's wish."
"He told you to stop me?" Gu Qingqiu said coldly. "Then let him tell me himself, or are you trying to commit insubordination?"
“Madam, please don’t dwell on these trivial matters!” The butler waved his hand, his face full of trouble. “The Prince said that he doesn’t need you to detoxify him, and he doesn’t want to owe you a favor.”
"Oh, so what do you think?" Gu Qingqiu changed tactics and earnestly said, "As the prince's trusted steward, don't you want the prince to recover his health as soon as possible? Can you bear to see him suffering from the toxins day and night?"
"I... naturally can't bear it..." The butler's expression wavered slightly. He knew that Gu Qingqiu was the best candidate to detoxify right now.
In the end, the butler let Gu Qingqiu in.
When Gu Qingqiu sat down by Chu Yunhan's bedside, he remained silent, as if he were asleep.
But in reality, he was covered in cold sweat, his body was burning hot, and his tightly closed eyelids were trembling violently, as if he were suffering great pain or struggling in a nightmare.
It looks like he's been drugged and passed out.
Gu Qingqiu remained silent for a while, then took out a handkerchief from her bosom and wiped the sweat from Chu Yunhan's forehead before unbuttoning his clothes.
More than an hour later, Chu Yunhan's pained expression turned into a peaceful sleeping face.
Gu Qingqiu carefully put on her outer robe and got out of bed.
The butler breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Gu Qingqiu could walk freely, and was almost ready to kneel down and thank her.
Ziyun arrived at the courtyard gate at some point, her eyes filled with tears as she tightly clutched the handkerchief in her hand. Upon seeing Gu Qingqiu, she burst into tears.
"Alright, alright, let's call it a day. I'm going back to rest." Gu Qingqiu was too lazy to say anything more; the delayed fatigue made her eyelids heavy.
...
When Chu Yunhan regained consciousness, he felt refreshed and invigorated.
Even though he was alone in the room, Chu Yunhan felt that he could still smell Gu Qingqiu's scent.
She came again last night.
Chu Yunhan frowned and sat up, noticing the handkerchief beside his pillow, which Gu Qingqiu must have left there last night.
The handkerchief was half-damp, the sweat mixed with Gu Qingqiu's body fragrance, making Chu Yunhan feel a little uncomfortable.
His expression showed some disgust, and he said coldly, "Someone come here."
The steward, who had been waiting outside the door, immediately entered. "Your Highness, what are your orders?"
"Throw this thing out." Chu Yunhan glanced at the handkerchief on the bed. "Tear it to shreds or burn it, just don't let me see this thing in the Prince's mansion again."
The butler was taken aback, and hesitated before saying, "Is this... something that belongs to Madam personally? Is it... inappropriate for me to take it?"
Chu Yunhan raised his voice, "It's just a handkerchief, not a bra, what's wrong with it?"
As if remembering something, Chu Yunhan sneered, "Now you're acting on your own. How did Gu Qingqiu get in last night? You don't even respect me, this prince, anymore?"
"This old servant wouldn't dare!" The steward admitted his mistake swiftly. "This old servant was only thinking of His Highness's health!"
"Is that so? What if Gu Qingqiu has ill intentions? I was drugged last night and was already unconscious. What if Gu Qingqiu wants to kill me? I have no ability to resist. Can you bear that responsibility?" Chu Yunhan questioned.
The steward belatedly broke out in a cold sweat, saying, "This old servant didn't think things through."
Chu Yunhan snorted coldly, "Good that you know."
"Your Highness is right." The steward didn't dare to provoke Chu Yunhan, so he could only awkwardly pinch the handkerchief between his fingers. However, just as he was about to leave the room, he seemed to remember something and turned back. "Your Highness... will you still deliver the medicine today?"
Chu Yunhan decisively replied, "Send it."
"Yes..." The butler left.
For some reason, Chu Yunhan felt a surge of anxiety and smashed the valuable jade carving on the table with a flick of his sleeve.
Looking at the debris scattered all over the ground, Chu Yunhan felt his head throb even more.
The doctor, who had arrived at the door at some unknown time, dared not utter a sound upon hearing the noises inside, fearing that the still-angry prince would take his anger out on him.
But Chu Yunhan had already heard the footsteps outside the door and shouted, "What are you standing there for? Get in here!"
The doctor entered the room like a thief, respectfully greeted the doctor, and then routinely took Chu Yunhan's pulse.
After an incense stick had burned, the doctor stroked his beard and said, "Congratulations, Your Highness, most of the toxins have disappeared, and a full recovery is just around the corner."
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