Chapter 98 Where Spring Returns (3) Spring is the beginning of the year, and preface is the beginning of literature...
A conversation with Yan Huinan made Xie Yun think of her sister for the first time in a long time.
Like Xie Yun, she was born to a concubine, but Xie Yun's concubine was more favored. Xie Qingyun sometimes doted on this concubine even more than Madam Xie.
Therefore, Xie Yan was raised to be not as good as the best, but better than the worst. This comparison was not based on her ability or beauty, but on her spirit.
Above Xie Yan, there is a legitimate daughter, Xie Shaohua. Although she is favored by her father, Xie Shaohua's maternal family is powerful and can support her. Xie Qingyun always has to take Xie Shaohua's maternal family into consideration. Therefore, although Xie Yan usually looks down on Xie Shaohua, he still obeys his mother's instructions and does not compete with her for glory.
Under Xie Yan, there was the seemingly easy-to-bully Xie Yun. However, since the Xie family entered the capital, Xie Yun, once the easiest to bully, has gained the support of Yan Huinan and the eldest princess.
From then on, Xie Yan became the most humble person among the sisters. She was very ambitious and even though she couldn't stand it, she had to keep it in her heart.
The thing that made her hate everyone in the Xie family the most was that Xie Qingyun abandoned her and took away his other two daughters.
She was abandoned in the end due to her twisted and jealous mentality.
"Xie Qingyun is to blame," Xie Yun said slowly, her eyes clear and her heart even clearer. "If he and those who orchestrated all this hadn't been greedy, nothing would have happened."
Xie Yun and Yan Huinan stood side by side in the bright moonlight. The bright moonlight was like a clear spring, washing away all the dust.
Xie Yun lowered her eyes and searched for Yan Huinan's hand in the moonlight. His hand hung at his side. Upon closer inspection, she found that Yan Huinan's fingers were not as beautiful as jade carvings before. There was a strange protrusion at the first knuckle, which was not obvious but could be seen if she looked closely.
This scene reminded her of the eldest princess who died innocently...
The two people who had both lost their loved ones, after experiencing several dangerous situations, stood together again to fight against the difficulties and obstacles before them.
Xie Yun gradually grasped his entire hand and spread it out in her palm. In the moonlight, her fingertips slowly stroked and outlined his strange knuckles.
This protruding joint is like a tumor on a strong tree trunk, revealing its illness and fragility.
Yan Huinan, once a strong and robust man, now seemed like a sickly tree. Where did the poison and wounds in his body come from? He was already the regent, so who could hurt him so deeply?
"Did you pass through the capital on this trip?" Xie Yun asked.
It has been more than a month since she asked Han Zhen and Lusong to take Yan Lang back to the capital. Xie Yun, who has persisted for such a long time, is surrounded by a thick smell of illness and death on such a quiet night, and there are people hiding in the dark, who want to kill her at any time.
Her rock-hard heart was shaken by Yan Lang, and she began to doubt her own actions. She didn't know if she would have the chance to see Yan Lang again.
At this moment, she missed her children deeply.
It was part of her body and soul.
Yan Huinan: "Are you asking me if I've seen Lang'er?"
Xie Yun answered quickly, eager to know: "Yeah. How is he?"
Yan Huinan replied, "No. The moment I learned of the outbreak in Baixia, I sent a letter back to the capital, asking Yu Xian to bring his men with me to Baixia. I didn't return to the capital. I simply reunited with Yu Xian along the way and came together. This was the fastest way."
After saying that, his eyes fell on Xie Yun beside him, and she was obviously a little disappointed.
So, Yan Huinan added: "If you miss Lang'er, go back to the capital to see him alive."
"He has been waiting for you for many years."
Xie Yun knew that they all owed this child too much.
Yan Huinan: "We should not let his wait be in vain again."
Xie Yun hesitated to utter the affirmative answer in her heart because she was not sure. She even implicated more people.
Until she met Yan Huinan's burning gaze, as if telling her that they would leave here alive together no matter what.
She nodded as if possessed by a ghost, "Yeah."
Xie Yun didn't want Yan Lang's wait to be in vain. She couldn't help but think of Yan Lang's little smiling face, so tough and so cute.
What she once lacked later became a permanent gap in her heart, which could not be filled no matter how much love was given, and it kept leaking.
She didn't want Yan Lang to live such a hard life like her and Yan Huinan.
"What is Yan Lang's name?" Xie Yun asked.
"Spring Preface, Yan Chun Preface." Yan Huinan said, "Spring is the beginning of the year, and preface is the beginning of literature."
Spring is the beginning of the year, and preface is the beginning of literature.
Everything will start again in the spring, and everything will open a new chapter.
Yan Huinan has a lot of selfish motives, but also stubborn expectations.
He longed to start all over again.
Xie Yun naturally heard his unfinished words. She murmured, "That's a good word. When spring returns, I want to take Lang'er for an outing outside Beijing."
Yan Huinan shook Xie Yun's hand firmly and said firmly, "Okay."
Xie Yun was momentarily distracted and grabbed his hand to check the wound, but Yan Huinan took advantage of the opportunity and held her hand tightly. She wanted to struggle but couldn't.
It’s just, it’s only because of Yan Lang that they have the peace they have now.
Yes, just because of Yan Lang.
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Teng Yu was the disciple of the only old doctor who had treated Wu Si's illness. However, the old doctor did not have the opportunity to thoroughly research the antidote to the epidemic.
Five days ago, Teng Yu led the imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau to develop a prescription based on the old physician's notes. They selected a patient with mid-stage symptoms, boiled the medicine, and fed it to him.
After taking the medicine, the patient's symptoms not only did not worsen, but also showed obvious signs of improvement, which instantly turned the current dead atmosphere around.
It was like a miraculous dawn, covering Baixia City and shining on everyone. Only at this moment did the doctors dare to relax their tense nerves.
Yan Huinan, on the other hand, not only had to constantly monitor Xie Yun's safety and the crisis in Baixia, but also faced a constant stream of memorials from the imperial court. These were all memorials that the young emperor couldn't decide on. They were sent to Baixia by the fastest water route, and after Yan Huinan's review and decision, they were sent back to the capital.
At nightfall, after Yan Huinan checked a thick stack of memorials, he found that Xie Yun had not returned yet.
These days she is always so busy that she forgets to eat and go home to rest.
Yan Huinan asked people to light the lights. He changed into a cloak, put on a protective mask, and personally walked along the street holding a lantern to pick up Xie Yun.
But today, when he was halfway through his journey and reached Zhuli Bridge, he saw a few people walking towards him from afar. During the nights in Baixia City, which was shrouded in epidemic disease, candles were often lit all night in the protection area to take care of the patients.
Other places were deserted and filled with chaos and death.
The only people who would pass by here at this moment were Xie Yun, Lu Lingyu and Yu Xian.
Before Yan Huinan could speak, the leader of the group ran towards him excitedly.
That's Xie Yun.
She took two steps at a time and ran over on the street still covered with light snow, excitedly shouting to Yan Huinan: "Yan Huinan! It's done! We did it!"
She kept saying, it's done.
She kept talking until her eyes were filled with tears, which looked especially sparkling in the light of the lantern.
She choked up, unable to contain her emotions any longer, and threw herself into Yan Huinan's arms, sobbing and saying excitedly, "It's done, we really did it. The people of Baixia City, and us, are all saved!"
At that moment, Yan Huinan seemed to hear the same excited voice coming from afar.
That is the echo of life.
Hope is the moment when death turns from darkness to light.
Yan Huinan hugged the thin woman tightly in his arms. She was thinner than before, so thin that it seemed as if only a body of unyielding bones remained. She looked like a small ball in his arms.
He was really afraid that if he used more force, he would break her.
But even such a thin girl chose to stand here firmly and withstand everything when death and fear rushed towards her like an overwhelming wave.
He led the crowd and held out until the imperial doctors arrived, and he has been holding out until now, when the day has brightened.
"Yes, we won. It's also your victory, Yanyan, you've worked hard." Yan Huinan said with his eyes lowered.
After saying this, Yan Huinan did not receive Xie Yun's reply for a long time, so she stopped crying.
He hurriedly checked the person in his arms, only to find that she had fainted.
"Yan Yan!" Yan Huinan exclaimed, and in shock he checked Xie Yun's breath. He heaved a sigh of relief when he found that she was still breathing evenly.
She was extremely tired, and when she finally let go of the heavy stone in her heart, she couldn't hold on and fainted.
But her sudden fainting still made Yan Huinan worried, fearing that she would have the slightest accident: "Si Wen, go call the imperial physician!"
"yes."
"Run!" Yan Huinan shouted.
Si Wen always did things according to Yan Huinan's wishes. This was the first time, but he was scolded by Yan Huinan for being just a step slower.
Yan Huinan leaned over and picked her up, pulled her tight around him with his cloak, and brought her back. He was worried about taking Xie Yun to the ward again.
At this time, quiet snow fell in the night sky.
Lu Lingyu, who was far behind them, couldn't help but sigh when she saw this scene.
She couldn't help but wonder: How long and how deep would the snow last, piling up on the two people in front of her, before it stopped?
This year's winter seems to be especially long.
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It was late at night and the north wind was blowing hard outside the window.
After the two imperial physicians carefully took Xie Yun's pulse, they confirmed with Yan Huinan again and again that Xie Yun was simply overworked.
"Your Highness, please rest assured. The princess is fine. She has simply been overworked in recent days trying to deal with the epidemic. She will recover with more rest. The snow will stop soon."
"Thank you, Imperial Physician."
The two imperial doctors packed up their medicine boxes and rushed back to the ward to hand over their shift.
But suddenly there was a strong wind and the door was pushed open.
Yu Xian came in with a frown on his face and a serious expression.
"Ziyou, the patient whose condition improved after taking the medicine has died."
Everyone present felt as if a basin of cold water was poured over their heads.
The two imperial doctors exclaimed, "How could this happen?"
Yu Xian shook his head. "Just now, the man suddenly convulsed all over and began breathing rapidly. Not long after, he vomited black blood. He died before we could help him."
Everything happened so fast.
It caught everyone off guard.
"There's one more thing," Yu Xian said. "As you expected, the source of the plague is Xie Yan. She claims to have an antidote and wants to see you."
Yan Huinan scoffed, "She wants to see me, is she looking for death?"
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