Chapter 87 A Chance Encounter? Eunuch An already knew…
Zhao Liangxu tapped Zhu Mu on the forehead: "You're really thoughtful."
Zhu Mu said solemnly, "But this is the only way. This servant dares not truly beg His Highness, for fear that His Highness will be angry and kill me. But Lady Qiu's medical skills are superb, and she is a lady-in-waiting in the palace. I think His Highness will believe her to some extent, Princess..."
"I'd love for him to do something to me."
Having no other way to deal with the bamboo and wood, Zhao Liangxu said something half-jokingly.
Zhu Mu was stunned upon hearing this, then her face slowly flushed red with embarrassment: "You..."
Having served in the palace, Zhu Mu naturally had some knowledge of matters related to eunuchs. Now, after hearing Zhao Liangxu's words, he was even more lost in his own imagination.
"Alright, he didn't do anything to me, but you reminded me that I feel I've almost recovered and should go see Qiu Cheng again."
Without hesitation, Zhao Liangxu took the bamboo and wood and went to Zhilan Hall.
"Oh! It's been a long time since I've seen you two!"
Xiao Liu was at the door instructing an old man on the dosage and preparation of his medicine. After handing the medicine packet to the old man's trembling hands, she turned around and saw Zhao Liangxu and Zhu Mu, and greeted them with a smile.
Xiao Liu'er has known medicine for many years and has always had a good memory, so she quickly remembered the purpose of their visit and said with a smile, "You've come for a follow-up visit, haven't you? It just so happens that Master is not on duty in the palace these days and is taking care of patients in the hall. What a perfect time to come."
After redeeming her mother's belongings, she felt relieved and was noticeably brighter than before.
She gave verbal instructions, but she still saw the two of them looking very happy.
Zhu Mu, who was closer to Xiao Liu, replied without hesitation, "The other day, Secretary Zhao was very busy with many things. Although he didn't come for a follow-up visit, I kept a close eye on his medication. It was almost perfect."
The group chatted and laughed as they lifted the curtain and entered the hall.
"Master, Liangxu has arrived."
Xiao Liu informed Qiu Cheng and then went off to see the patients, while Zhu Mu followed to join in the fun.
Qiu Cheng was busy tidying up the medicinal herbs as always, occasionally writing and drawing. When he saw Zhao Liangxu come in, he asked her to sit down at the table to take her pulse.
"You don't seem to be in a hurry to go for a follow-up appointment, and your complexion looks rosy, so I guess you're not in any major health problems right now."
Qiu Cheng first examined Zhao Liangxu's expression and nodded with some satisfaction.
After taking her pulse, she nodded and said, "There's basically no major problem. Actually, you were almost fully recovered last time, but just to be on the safe side, I had you take the medicine for a few more months. Now, judging from your appearance, you don't need to take it anymore."
"By the way, do you have any ointment left?"
Zhao Liangxu replied, "But there's only a little left."
Qiu Cheng pondered, "Then you can keep it, but you probably won't need it in the future, but..."
Qiu Cheng straightened his expression and looked Zhao Liangxu up and down, saying, "Tell me the truth, what is your relationship with the Ninth Prince now? When I first took your pulse, I wasn't familiar with you, so I naturally thought the worst. But after getting to know you, I found that you weren't forced by the Ninth Prince. However, there were rumors about the Zhang Heye case a few days ago."
"The capital is buzzing again, with rumors circulating that you and the Ninth Prince have a very close relationship. They say he's been very protective of you in public, even embracing and hugging you inappropriately, and so on. They're making it sound so convincing, so..."
Zhao Liangxu raised an eyebrow.
Qiu Cheng then asked, "So you're admitting it?"
"Actually, I already knew all this. It would be inappropriate for me to be curious about how you get along with the Ninth Prince, but there is one thing I must say beforehand."
"You..." Qiu Cheng hesitated for a moment, even she, who was usually straightforward, hesitated: "It seems that the Ninth Prince treats you a little differently, so you should talk to him properly and tell him to be more careful. If you are really feeling unwell, don't hold back, just come to me. I may not have any other skills, but I do have the ability to take care of your health."
Just then, Zhu Mu lifted the curtain and came in. Hearing Qiu Cheng's words, he hurriedly said, "Lady Qiu, could you write down some prescriptions? Just say that my Princess Zhao is still unwell. His Highness will surely believe your diagnosis to some extent. You don't know, Princess Zhao told me that she wants to stay with His Highness more often in the future. What should we do!"
Zhu Mu stamped his feet in anxiety, deeply worried about Zhao Liangxu.
“That works too.” Qiu Cheng agreed with Zhu Mu’s method.
“Hey,” Zhao Liangxu stopped Qiu Cheng, “I’m fine, you don’t need to write.”
Zhao Liangxu thought about how he had refused her request to sleep with him in a clean and comfortable way, and it took her two days of coaxing before he finally gave in.
Anhe always honestly reveals his unknown side to her.
Zhao Liangxu didn't continue, so Qiu Cheng said helplessly, "Only you know the truth about your own affairs. Just remember to come to me if anything happens."
As Qiu Cheng finished speaking, the room fell silent for a moment. Then, they heard a gentle and refined male voice coming from outside the door, speaking to Xiao Liu'er.
"Dr. Liu, I've come to pick up the medicine."
"It's you again. Is your back injury still not healed?"
The male voice slowly said, "I'm almost fully recovered, but my friend thinks it would be better if I applied the medicine for a while longer. After all, although it's just a superficial wound, it was quite severe. The scar can't be removed, but I just hope it won't be too frightening. The doctor at Zhilantang is meticulous, and the medicine is very effective, so I've come here to bother you more."
Xiao Liu'er assumed the other person was just an ordinary patient and replied, "Alright, but this medicine is mostly used by people in the palace, and Zhilantang doesn't sell much of it. The stock just ran out a few days ago, but my master happens to be here today, so I'll ask her."
Zhao Liangxu felt the voice was very familiar, and she thought of someone.
Just then, Xiao Liu'er lifted the curtain separating the medicine hall from the inner room, and Zhao Liangxu looked out and met the eyes of the man who was asking for medicine.
No wonder it sounded familiar.
The man standing in front of the hall was dressed in a light blue robe, his face was slightly pale, but he did not look particularly gloomy.
It was Chen Qinglie.
Therefore, the wounds behind it need no further explanation; they were the work of Anhe.
When Chen Qinglie saw Zhao Liangxu sitting next to Qiu Cheng, his eyes lit up for a moment, but he quickly suppressed the joy in his eyes, leaving only the surprise of running into an acquaintance.
Xiao Liuer went into the room to ask Qiu Cheng, while Zhao Liangxu, who was sitting to the side, suddenly stood up.
She had recognized the voice earlier and already had a guess.
Looking inquisitively towards the curtain, she immediately saw Chen Qinglie and didn't miss the emotion hidden in his eyes.
I always felt that he didn't simply come to Zhilantang seeking medicine.
Chen Qinglie only caught a glimpse of Zhao Liangxu when the curtain was lifted. As the curtain gently fell back down, Chen Qinglie raised his hand in a gesture of respect and said in a clear voice, "Long time no see, Secretary Zhao."
He recognized himself and referred to himself by his previous title.
However, Zhao Liangxu hadn't returned to the Bureau of Officials for a long time and was too lazy to associate with those officials.
Since they are old friends, we should go out and catch up.
Zhao Liangxu walked over to Chen Qinglie and greeted him, "It's been a while since we last met. How is Chen Yisheng doing these days?"
"It was pretty good. During my time at the Siyiguan, I met many people I had previously admired, which can be considered as fulfilling my wish."
He did not mention his injury.
But Zhao Liangxu wasn't going to ignore the topic: "Then the injury on your back, was it... you just said it wasn't fully healed yet?"
When Chen Qinglie heard Zhao Liangxu mention his injury, the faint smile on his face froze for a moment, and he replied in a low voice, "Indeed, I was reckless at the time and should be punished."
Zhao Liangxu said, "At that time, this was all I could do to help you. Otherwise, if Eunuch An had been in a fit of anger, he might have punished you even more severely. I just hope you will be more careful with your words and actions in the future." Zhao Liangxu seemed oblivious to the stiffness on Chen Qinglie's face, and simply gave him a very serious and earnest advice.
"...Of course, I must thank Secretary Zhao for saving me that day, otherwise I would have lost my life before I could realize my ambitions."
"Chen Yisheng, you don't need to call me Zhao Shuban. I'm not in office now."
Zhao Liangxu corrected the way she addressed him, and having finished catching up, she prepared to turn and leave.
"Princess Zhao, please wait."
Zhao Liangxu turned to look at him, waiting for him to continue.
"I haven't yet asked Princess Zhao how she's been these past few days. Has His Highness given you any trouble because of this matter?"
Zhao Liangxu shook her head: "Isn't my standing here the perfect proof?"
"Then..." Chen Qinglie wanted to say something more, but couldn't think of anything for a moment, so he could only say, "That's good then."
Xiao Liu'er also took out the medicine and handed it to Chen Qinglie: "Young Master, here is your medicine."
Chen Qinglie peeked into the room through the curtain a few more times, hesitated, and then said nothing more.
He simply left the money, took the medicine, and left.
Zhao Liangxu sat back down next to Qiu Cheng and heard Qiu Cheng ask, "Do you know him? He comes to Zhilan Hall every five or six days. Xiao Liu'er is very familiar with his face. Sometimes she even tells me about him. His prescription is clearly for half a month's supply, but he asks for different medicines every time he comes, as if he comes for something else."
"At first I thought he had feelings for Xiaoliu, which made Xiaoliu worry about opening the door every morning for a while. Now I see that he came for you."
Qiu Cheng chuckled: "Anyway, if someone were to inquire, they would know that you often come to Zhilan Hall. He seems to be a clean-cut scholar, but he appears to be deeply infatuated. I think you have no interest in him, but you should still be careful."
Zhao Liangxu rubbed her temples. She had known Chen Qinglie's intentions since the banquet that day. Anyone with eyes could see that he had offended An He so much.
"If the Ninth Prince finds out, no matter how much he likes you, he'll be furious," Qiu Cheng warned Zhao Liangxu.
Zhao Liangxu leaned back in her chair, tilted her head back, and said, "Eunuch An already knew."
"What?"
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