350, Detoxification (previous chapter was 349)
350, Detoxification (previous chapter was 349)
It was already late at night and everything around was quiet.
They had left Flower Street and returned to their new house in the city.
The guards brought the cooked medicine to them.
Lu Mingfei knew it was bitter just by smelling it. He took it and looked at the dark medicine in the bowl. Then he looked at Zhao Lang who was sitting on a chair waiting for him. He asked the doctor standing beside him hesitantly, "Is this medicine really okay?"
He was afraid that Zhao Rui would play tricks on them. He couldn't afford to gamble because it was Zhao Lang's life at stake.
"Don't worry, young sir. I've seen this prescription. It's a prescription for detoxification." said the young man in green standing aside.
"However, the poison lasts a long time. Even if he drinks the antidote, it will take a year and a half for his body to recover slowly."
The young man in blue was named Su Yiheng, in his early twenties.
The age at which he studied medicine was almost the same as his actual age.
The Su family was a family with a long tradition of studying medicine. His ancestors had been imperial physicians for several generations. However, because his grandfather had offended a noble in the palace, the whole family was exiled to Beijun.
He had received help from their prince when he was young, so he had always wanted to repay the favor. At the age of nineteen, he joined the army and became a military doctor.
This time, their prince was poisoned, and initially several military doctors worked together to treat him. Later, Su Yiheng volunteered to be by their prince's side, specifically responsible for detoxifying him.
"Give it to me." Zhao Lang stretched out his hand and motioned Lu Mingfei to give him the bowl.
Looking at the hand stretched out in front of him, Lu Mingfei raised the bowl but did not give it to him. He picked up the bowl and brought it to his mouth.
But before his mouth could touch the bowl, a hand grabbed his wrist.
"Young sir, don't!" Su Yiheng's voice sounded at the same time.
Seeing their prince grab the young gentleman's hand, Su Yiheng breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "Young gentleman, this medicine is for the prince's detoxification. Medicines are three-quarters toxic. You are not poisoned, so you can't drink this medicine casually."
Hearing this, Lu Mingfei loosened his grip when Zhao Lang reached out to take the medicine bowl from his hand.
He watched Zhao Lang take the medicine bowl, bring it to his mouth, and drink the medicine in the bowl mouthful by mouthful. His eyes fell on Zhao Lang's rolling Adam's apple, and he felt inexplicably nervous.
After drinking the medicine in the bowl, Zhao Lang handed the bowl to the guard standing beside him.
After Li Qun took the bowl, he handed their prince a glass of water.
Zhao Lang took a sip of the water, rinsed his mouth, spit out the water in his mouth, and said to the others, "You all go down."
"Yes, sir." Upon hearing this, Li Qun took the others downstairs.
Su Yiheng also followed him out.
Soon, only Lu Mingfei and Zhao Lang were left in the room. He sat next to Zhao Lang, held Zhao Lang's hand, and asked worriedly, "What do you think?"
"I'm fine, don't worry."
Zhao Lang took Lu Mingfei's hand, patted the back of his hand, and said to him, "Don't put everything into your mouth from now on. Got it?"
"You care about my life, and I care about yours just as much."
"...Okay, I understand." The two people looked at each other, and Lu Mingfei could see the deep affection and love in Zhao Lang's eyes.
The two of them lay down on the bed. Lu Mingfei lay down on Zhao Lang's uninjured shoulder and rubbed his face against the prince's chin. "It stings a bit."
"Go to sleep and don't move."
Zhao Lang chuckled softly and reached out to touch Lord Lu's cheek. He moved himself a little higher so that Lord Lu's head rested on the crook of his neck, so that the beard growing on his chin would not prick Lord Lu's face.
Lu Mingfei hummed a low "hmm", put one hand on the prince's face and touched it, then closed his eyes contentedly.
Surrounded by familiar people and familiar scents, it wasn't long before the two of them fell asleep together.
After the third watch gong sounded, Young Master Zhao, who was imprisoned in the dungeon, was knocked unconscious and carried back to the bed of the courtesan.
***
"Bang!"
The next morning, the courtesan who was lying on the bed and sleeping was still in her sleep when she was pushed away and kicked to the ground, and then a knife was placed across her neck.
"Tell me, are you Zhao Lang's man, and are you conspiring with him to murder me!" Zhao Rui was so angry that he wanted to kill someone when he thought of the humiliation he suffered last night.
"Master, Master... I don't know what you are talking about. I am yours. How could I be the prince's person and conspire with the prince to murder you?" The courtesan looked aggrieved and had no idea what was going on.
The guards outside heard the noise inside the room and asked through the door, "Young General, what happened in the room?"
"Come in." Zhao Rui shouted through the door.
When the guards outside heard the noise in the house, they broke down the door and came in. They saw their young general in disheveled clothes, holding a long sword in his hand and pointing it at the neck of the courtesan.
What...what happened? Both guards looked puzzled.
Zhao Rui put away his sword and asked the guards who came in, "Did you hear any noise last night?"
"No, nothing... Did anything happen last night?" one of the guards asked tremblingly.
Looking at the expression on their eldest young master's face, could something have happened last night?
But they had been guarding the door all night and didn't hear any unusual noises. The two guards looked puzzled.
"Go back and get thirty lashes each!" The movement was too big and pulled the wound on his body, which made Zhao Rui even angrier. He was almost killed by someone, and the guards around him didn't know anything!
"Yes." What else could the two guards say? They could only kneel down and accept the punishment.
On this day, Zhao Rui left the brothel through the back door with a stern face.
"Goodbye, young master. Come back another day when you have time." The madam of the brothel smiled and personally saw the man off, but she didn't even get a glance from the man.
After the carriage left the back door, the smile on the madam's face instantly disappeared. She turned around and twisted her daughter's arm, saying, "You've got a slutty body for nothing. You can't even serve someone properly!"
The courtesan was beaten twice in the morning, which was really unfair.
***
The commotion outside could not be heard in the quiet courtyard.
On the big bed in the master bedroom, one of them was awake while the other was still sleeping.
When Zhao Lang woke up, he found that the young man in his arms was still sleeping. He was reluctant to get up, and even more reluctant to wake up the person who was still sleeping, so he just lay in bed without moving.
Looking at the young man's peaceful and well-behaved face as he fell asleep, his gaze moved from his round forehead, along his tall nose bridge, all the way down to his lips.
Lu Mingfei felt an annoying gaze disturbing him in his sleep, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.
Looking at Lord Lu frowning in his sleep, Zhao Lang didn't realize that he had disturbed his sleep.
"What did you dream about? Why are you frowning while sleeping?"
While he was half asleep, Lu Mingfei felt a very gentle finger touching his brow, again and again. Being disturbed like this, he couldn't sleep any longer, so he had to open his eyes.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Zhao Lang's eyes.
For a moment, neither of them moved.
Zhao Lang also stopped moving his fingertips and looked at Lord Lu who had just woken up with a smile on his face.
However, the next second Lu Mingfei grabbed the finger that was resting on his brow, brought it to his mouth, and took a bite.
"Ouch, bite gently!" Zhao Lang watched Lu Mingfei biting his hand. He screamed in pain, but did not pull his hand back.
It was obvious that he was just teasing Lord Lu.
"Hmph!" Lu Mingfei was reluctant to bite it hard, so he just gritted his teeth and let go.
However, the moment he opened his mouth, a hand pinched his chin.
The next moment, Zhao Lang's handsome face enlarged in front of him, and he felt his lips soften, and then another equally soft lip pressed against him.
The two people depended on each other so much that they became the closest and most loving people in the world.
That morning, the two of them quarreled in bed for a while before getting up. When they got up, the sun was already high in the sky.
While sitting outside eating breakfast, Lu Mingfei looked a little embarrassed.
However, Zhao Lang had a frank expression on his face.
The table was filled with Lu Mingfei's favorite foods. Zhao Lang used his chopsticks to pick up a meat bun for Master Lu and said, "Eat more. If it's not enough, ask the kitchen for more."
"I've had enough. Stop giving me food." Lu Mingfei had already eaten quite a bit. When Zhao Lang handed him a meat bun, he returned it to Zhao Lang.
Zhao Lang didn't mind it at all. He picked it up with his chopsticks and brought it to his mouth and took a bite.
When the two of them had almost finished eating, Lu Mingfei was in the mood to care about unimportant people. "I wonder how Zhao Rui is doing?"
"Young sir, he left the brothel in anger this morning." Li Qun knew the whole matter clearly, so he told the two gentlemen what their people had witnessed.
"Oh." Lu Mingfei nodded, turned to look at Zhao Lang, and asked, "Do you think he will go to your father to complain?"
"He doesn't dare." Zhao Lang snorted and laughed.
"It seems that he also has some dignity." Lu Mingfei said.
"He's not trying to save face, he's just trying to explain why he has the antidote to the poison I'm in." After Zhao Lang swallowed the food in his mouth, he put down the chopsticks in his hand and raised his hand to signal the person next to him to come over and clear the things on the table.
"Oh, I see. You're right. If he goes to complain, wouldn't that be confessing himself?" Lu Mingfei stood up with Zhao Lang and sat down on the couch.
There is a chessboard on the table over here.
He asked the person across from him, "Next round?"
"Okay, let's continue the game we didn't finish yesterday." Zhao Lang picked up the chess pieces and placed them one by one, resuming the game they didn't finish yesterday.
"..." Lu Mingfei looked at the chessboard on the table, then at his own chess pieces, and glared at the person opposite who was laughing. What's the difference between this and directly judging me as the loser?
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