Chapter 6
Physician Jia got up very early, braving the cold wind, and rushed to the brothel to buy a bottle of secret pills. By the time he arrived at Cining Palace, it was already past 9 a.m.
His fellow imperial physicians were all waiting for him, and as soon as he arrived, they began to complain, "It's so late, how dare you be late?"
"I went to..." He paused for a few moments, pulled his colleague to a secluded corner, and said mysteriously, "On my way home yesterday, I met a master who told me that the Crown Prince's vital energy was blocked."
Physician Jia recounted the events, omitting the beginning and end.
Someone asked, "Is it reliable? What if it's a scam?"
Imperial Physician Jia glared at him and said loudly, "Otherwise, tell me what to do? If the Crown Prince doesn't recover, we'll all have to go down and keep him company."
The man immediately shut up, and then someone else asked, "How do we try it?"
Physician Jia took out a small bottle from his pocket. "Since it's a blockage of vital energy, just let it out. However, Your Highness is weak, so you'll definitely be impotent in that area. Therefore, we'll need to rely on external help."
Everyone's eyes were drawn to the bottle, and then it suddenly dawned on them: this was an aphrodisiac!
That sounds so professional!
After considering what Physician Jia had said, the group found it unreliable at first glance, but upon closer examination, it seemed to make sense. The Crown Prince had been physically weak since childhood and had not engaged in sexual activity for a long time... Moreover, there was no better solution at the moment. So, the group reached an agreement and unanimously decided to administer the medicine to the Crown Prince.
Try anything, even if it seems hopeless.
Give it a try; if it succeeds, you'll keep your official position!
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Inside Cining Palace, Wei Luo lay weakly in bed. The weakness of the first three days was feigned, but today it was genuine.
After taking the pulse, one of the imperial physicians shook his head repeatedly, saying, "The pulse is weaker than yesterday."
Liu Heng, playing along, immediately knelt by the bedside, sobbing with snot and tears streaming down his face. "Oh, Your Highness! What illness do you have? Why aren't you getting better? If anything happens to you, I won't live anymore..."
His wailing and crying startled the imperial physicians, making them even more determined to administer the medicine.
Imperial Physician Jia went over, helped Liu Heng up, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, "Your Excellency, don't panic. We already have a plan."
He didn't tell Liu Heng about the prince's illness, but instead took out a pill from the small bottle and said, "Give him the medicine and see how it goes."
Liu Heng: "???"
He took the pills and stood still.
As is customary, several imperial physicians would come out of the hall at this time, but today they did not move.
Because they were administering medicine to the crown prince, the imperial physicians were afraid of any unforeseen complications, so they insisted on staying there to observe the prince's symptoms at all times.
Both sides gathered around the Crown Prince's bedside. Liu Heng said, "Thank you for your hard work, imperial physicians. Please go to the outer room to rest. We will take care of you here."
"No need, we'll stay here and not go anywhere." They started urging Liu Heng to take the medicine.
Liu Heng's face turned pale. The Crown Prince was not sick at all. Why should he take medicine? What if he dies from it?
The imperial physicians were clearly getting impatient. Physician Jia even bypassed Liu Heng, lifted the bed curtains, took out another pill from the bottle, pried open Wei Luo's lips, and stuffed it in.
Liu Heng was dumbfounded... Were all the people in the Imperial Hospital this powerful?!
He wanted to curse, and Wei Luo wanted to curse even more.
These quack doctors, I don't know what kind of medicine they gave him, but in just a short while, he felt a miraculous change in his body.
Awakening, heightened, and feeling hot all over, a certain impulse grows stronger as time goes on.
He really wanted to… Wei Luo secretly rolled his eyes, and when he took a look, he was immediately terrified.
Outside the bed curtains, five or six people were lined up, staring intently at him.
Wei Luo wanted to bang his head against the wall... He was the crown prince, not a monkey to be watched by anyone.
And it had to be at this time, absolutely at this time!!!
...
...
"Half an hour has passed, you can take the underwear now."
"Get...underwear?"
Liu Heng was completely stunned, while Wei Luo almost jumped up.
He had just acted very carefully and finally felt better, but the liquid had stained his clothes.
How could you let someone take it away?!
He pinned his hopes on Liu Heng.
Liu Heng's head was about to explode. He frowned and asked, "Why do you need His Highness's underpants?"
The actions taken by the Imperial Medical Academy today were truly outrageous and beyond Liu Heng's comprehension.
Physician Jia explained, "His Highness's illness is too strange. We had no other choice but to come up with this idea. Chief Eunuch, please remove His Highness's undergarments. We need to take him away."
Liu Heng stood frozen in place.
Another imperial physician chimed in, "Your Excellency, please do not worry. We only retrieved the clothing to verify the symptoms; we did nothing else."
"Yes, everyone wants the Crown Prince to recover as soon as possible. If the Grand Eunuch really cares about His Highness, he shouldn't ask so many questions and should hurry up and go."
Since things had come to this point, Liu Heng had no legitimate reason to stop him, and since he didn't know what Wei Luo had done inside, he followed the imperial physician's advice and went to torment Wei Luo.
Utter disgrace!
Wei Luo was on the verge of tears, realizing she couldn't even protect her own underwear. She had already gone to such lengths; if she resisted now, all her plans would be in vain.
He had no choice but to grit his teeth and accept his fate, but he silently held a grudge against the quack doctors of the Imperial Medical Academy.
*
Wei Luo's underpants eventually ended up in Shen Yao's hands.
Physician Jia asked impatiently, "Take a look quickly, is this what you call a symptom?"
Shen Yao looked into his eyes and suddenly felt guilty, as if she had deceived an honest man.
"Hmm, let me take a look."
Shen Yao looked inside her underwear and saw that it was indeed wet, and there was a faint white substance on it.
Wow! She really got it. Shen Yao couldn't suppress her smile and said shamelessly, "It should be. I'm 60% sure."
"...?" Doctor Jia frowned, his eyes suddenly widening as he looked at her. "Didn't you say yesterday that you were 80% sure? How come you lowered it by 20%?"
"Ah...did I say that?" Shen Yao scratched her head, thinking carefully. She couldn't remember how confident she was yesterday!
That's not important!
He paused, then added, "Whether it's that kind of disease or not, I need to take the clothes back and examine them carefully. I'll tell you once I'm sure."
"You want to take it back?"
Suddenly, Doctor Jia's eyelids twitched a few times. He had a feeling that he had been tricked by a woman!
"Give me back my clothes?"
He simply reached out and grabbed the clothes.
What are you doing?
Shen Yao reacted quickly and stepped back to avoid it, saying, "I said I was going to take it back to study, so don't rush me."
"No, these are the Crown Prince's clothes. They need to be sealed and registered. I have to return them to the Eastern Palace."
Imperial Physician Jia wasn't stupid; he believed that if he said he would take it back, he would. When Shen Yao refused, he simply grabbed it.
"Calm down, calm down... Look, the Crown Prince is here."
When Doctor Jia turned around, Shen Yao grabbed her clothes and ran away.
The prince's underpants also smelled wonderful. Shen Yao carried him all the way to the warm pavilion, and by then his clothes were covered in the rich fragrance of plum blossoms.
It smells good.
Now that she had the underwear, still stained with bodily fluids, and all the necessary supplies had been gathered in just a few days, Shen Yao felt like she was truly the chosen one.
God chose him to counter Wei Luo; there's no way to argue with that.
Biluo ran over, took the clothes from Chen Yao's hands, fiddled with them for a few moments, and asked, "Did you get everything?"
Shen Yao nodded.
Now that everything is ready, as the master said, all we need to do is write Wei Luo's birth date and time on the talisman, put it into the jar, and it will take effect.
Shen Yao then said, "Let's go to Jiangnan Hutong tomorrow."
"good."
Biluo brought over the jar, stuffed her underpants inside, sealed it, and then Chenyao quickly burned incense and chanted incantations. The master said that the more sincere and earnest a person is, the greater the chance of cursing someone to death.
To achieve this effect, she has been chanting the incantation several times every morning and evening for the past few days, and she doesn't even dare to eat meat, for fear of angering some deity.
"#￥%&..."
While Shen Yao was chanting incantations in the room, Wei Luo was pointing his finger at Liu Heng and cursing him.
The poor man knelt on the ground, not daring to lift his head. Only after Wei Luo had vented all his anger did Liu Heng dare to get up, walk to the table, and pour a cup of tea. "Your Highness, are you thirsty? Have some to moisten your throat."
"Take it away."
Wei Luo was so angry that his chest ached, so he sat in a chair and closed his eyes to concentrate.
Liu Heng put down his cup, squatted down in front of Wei Luo, and massaged his legs. "Your Highness, what do you plan to do tomorrow?" He hesitated before speaking.
Wei Luo narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Do you have any good ideas?"
Seeing an opportunity to redeem himself, Liu Heng hurriedly said, "I've heard that people who are under the influence of witchcraft not only talk nonsense, but also have strange patterns appear on their bodies. Tomorrow I'll do your makeup, which will be more than enough to fool the people from the Imperial Hospital."
Wei Luo thought this was a good idea, and a smile appeared on his tense face. "I didn't expect you to know these things?"
He was somewhat surprised, and his gaze towards Liu Heng softened.
"These are all low-class tricks to deceive people, they are not presentable, and Your Highness should take heed."
"It doesn't matter... as long as the goal can be achieved."
Wei Luo was looking at Liu Heng as he spoke, but Liu Heng felt that Wei Luo's gaze seemed to be going through him, as if he were talking to someone else.
Liu Heng turned his head slightly, but there was nothing behind him. He then looked at Wei Luo and saw that he had droopy eyelids and was slightly stunned.
"What is Your Highness thinking about?"
"Nothing, I was just thinking about what you said." Wei Luo suddenly perked up and leaned closer to him, asking, "What would you have done if you hadn't entered the palace?"
Liu Heng paused, his hand pounding his leg. He turned his face away and sighed almost imperceptibly, “My parents died early, and I have no other relatives. Even if I hadn’t entered the palace, I would still be a beggar on the street. People like me, crawling between heaven and earth, are ignored when alive and forgotten when dead.”
History books only record the names of kings, generals, ministers, and literati, while he was just an insignificant person among the masses.
Liu Heng said self-deprecatingly, his voice choked with emotion.
"No, I care about you."
Wei Luo reached out to help him up and comforted him, "You've been with me for nineteen years. In my heart, I've long regarded you as one of my own. Now, you're the only person I trust."
Wei Luo patted his shoulder, turned his head to look out the window, the evening breeze rustling through the gauze curtains, the room quiet.
"Actually, I really want to be an ordinary person, born into an ordinary family, with a warm and harmonious family, where fathers are kind and sons are filial, and brothers are friendly and respectful, without having to scheme against each other every day."
The candle cast a long shadow of him. Liu Heng walked over quietly and only saw Wei Luo's profile, which was obscured.
He imagined that the half of his face illuminated by the candlelight must be full of bright eyes.
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