Chapter 35: Calming the Mind [Update 1]

Jun Jingxing was immersed in Sui Yan's comment about the complexity of the Marquis' Mansion being his home. Upon hearing the vigorous conversation between the two, he sighed helplessly.

Xianye was very shameless: "Okay, you can compensate my mother, I don't mind, as long as you can dig her out from the pile of corpses in the mass grave, I will take her."

Sui Yan was so angry that he pressed his chest and was almost speechless.

He has been dominating the capital for so many years, and he has always been the one to make others angry. This is the first time that he has been confronted by someone and is speechless.

Jun Jingxing knew that he was weak and was afraid that he would get angry and get hurt, so he quickly supported him and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry."

Sui Yan was barely breathing, and tightly grasped Jun Jingxing's arm: "You... do you want to come back with me? Give me a word!"

Jun Jingxing was somewhat embarrassed. He hesitated for a long time before he asked carefully, "Young Marquis, do you know... that the Crown Prince has found out my identity?"

Sui Yan shook his head.

Jun Jingxing thought about it and decided to tell the whole story about how he was almost taken away by Duan Mingchong's men that night.

After hearing this, Sui Yan frowned, took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and said, "So the person who has been secretly looking for you these days is the prince's man?"

Jun Jingxing: "That's about right. What puzzles me now is why he didn't tell the emperor or the Fifth Prince directly, but instead sent someone to find me secretly."

Sui Yan thought about Duan Mingchong's behavior and rubbed his brows helplessly: "He has a kind of wishful thinking that everyone will be fine. Maybe he wants to calm things down before the situation gets serious. It's okay. Just follow me back. He won't look for you again."

Jun Jingxing was a little hesitant.

Sui Yan said impatiently: "I'll take care of everything, what are you afraid of? Could it be that I can't even protect one person?"

Jun Jingxing said: "But... the assassination of the fifth prince was caused by me..."

Before he finished speaking, Sui Yan raised his eyebrows and became even angrier: "How dare you talk to me about this!"

Jun Jingxing immediately lowered his head, thinking that Sui Yan did indeed have some affection for the royal family. If he really cared about the Fifth Prince so much, he might not let him return to the Marquis' Mansion.

Recalling what Sui Yan had just said, "go home", Jun Jingxing smiled bitterly, feeling a little sad in his heart.

Just as he was feeling frustrated, he heard Sui Yan's voice crack with anger: "You stabbed him, why didn't you kill him? You even let him breathe?! You still have the nerve to say that you have studied medicine for so many years, but you can't even kill a person, what use do I have for you?!"

Jun Jingxing: “…”

Zhui Ye: “…”

Sui Yan was so angry that he just wanted to kick him: "I, I, I... I want to stab you with a knife! You useless thing!"

Jun Jingxing: “…”

After a while, Sui Yan came out of the shabby little house alone. Although Jun Jingxing repeatedly assured him that he would go back after finishing his work, Sui Yan was still worried about him, so he left Wu Shi to watch over him.

Sui Yan looked either rich or noble, and everything on him was worth a lot of money. However, even though the ragged people in the back street looked at him as if they wanted to strip him, no one dared to touch him.

Sui Yan walked out of the back street of the City God Temple alone, got on a carriage and returned home.

He had been running around looking for Jun Jingxing these past few days. If he hadn't followed Xianye to look for him, he might not have found Jun Jingxing for half a year. After finishing all the things, he felt a little tired. Within an incense stick of time on his way back home, he actually fell asleep in the car.

The carriage suddenly stopped at the gate of the Marquis's mansion. Sui Yan was awakened by the coachman. He stayed there for a while before getting off the carriage, rubbing his eyes.

Perhaps he was dazed from sleep, as he staggered into the mansion. Before he reached the front yard, his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.

Sui Yan put his hand against his forehead and found it was indeed a little hot. He thought he should have asked Jun Jingxing to come back earlier. If a doctor with more advanced medical skills had felt his pulse, he might have discovered that there was still poison in his body.

He pressed the back of his hand against his forehead and took a few steps forward in a daze. He didn't look at the road for a moment and bumped into someone.

Haitang shouted in surprise: "Young Master!"

Sui Yan was knocked off balance and looked ahead blankly after struggling to stand - Duan Mingchong was looking at him worriedly.

"Young Marquis?"

Sui Yan stared at him blankly for a long time before muttering, "Your Highness..."

Duan Mingchong was about to speak when he saw Sui Yan seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. He closed his eyes, staggered forward a step, and actually fell directly on him.

Duan Mingchong quickly supported him, and when he looked down, he saw Sui Yan's cheeks were red and he was breathing slightly, as if he was sick.

Haitang: "Young Master!"

Duan Mingchong quickly picked up Sui Yan and carried him to the side courtyard with Haitang.

Sui Yan's face was covered with cold sweat and he was placed on the couch by Duan Mingchong.

He was probably dazed by the burn, his half-closed eyes were full of tears, and he reached out dazedly to grab Duan Mingchong's hand hanging beside him.

Duan Mingchong waited for him for half a day. His hands were cold and he was caught off guard. Before he could react, Sui Yan held the back of his hand and rubbed it on his flushed face.

Duan Mingchong: “…”

Sui Yan was so dizzy from the fever that he could only move instinctively. He felt extremely comfortable holding the cool hand on his cheek. He even narrowed his eyes slightly and said vaguely, "It's so cool, so comfortable..."

Duan Mingchong felt distressed and worried when he saw him burnt like this. He did not move, but gently touched his forehead with his other hand and said softly, "Does it hurt?"

Sui Yan desperately raised his head to rub his hand, and said dazedly: "No...it's not uncomfortable, just touch me..."

Duan Mingchong looked at Haitang who was lighting incense beside him with a somewhat unnatural look, and whispered: "Be good, the imperial physician will be here soon..."

Haitang placed the medicinal incense prepared by Jun Jingxing in the small box into the small incense burner and lit it. She put down the hollow lid and white smoke rose up. In a short while, the medicinal fragrance filled the whole room.

Duan Mingchong was holding down Sui Yan's hand to stop him from groping around. He smelled something and tilted his head to take a look. He frowned and asked, "Why are you lighting incense? When will the doctor come?"

Haitang said timidly, "Your Highness, my young master does not want to see the imperial physician. The medicine will be ready soon. Just drink it."

Duan Mingchong was somewhat incredulous: "He was already so feverish, and he just drank medicine?"

Haitang was very afraid of this gentle-looking prince, and could hardly speak clearly: "Young Master, every time he is sick, it is the divine doctor Jun in the mansion who comes to treat him. He says that the doctors outside and the imperial physicians are all mediocre, and he won't let them treat Young Master. Young Master also refuses to let other doctors into the mansion. Often, when he is sick, he just takes medicine to cure it..."

Duan Mingchong was even more incredulous: "He said he can't cure it, so you won't hire him?"

Haitang said hurriedly, "But the medicine left by Doctor Jun is very effective. After taking one dose, the fever will go away soon."

Duan Mingchong frowned: "Is he always like this?"

Haitang hesitated, "Since the cold snap a year ago, Young Master has been sick often..."

Duan Mingchong, who had a good temper, was irritated by Haitang's words. He tilted his head to look at Sui Yan, who was dizzy from fever, and said in a cold voice: "You don't have to ask the imperial physician to come. Just ask a random doctor to come."

Jun Jingxing is not in Sui'an Marquis's Mansion now. If Sui Yan continues to endure like this, Duan Mingchong suspects that he will be burned into a fool.

Haitang: “This…”

Duan Mingchong turned his head and gave him a cold look.

Haitang was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat and ran away in a hurry.

The room was filled with the aroma of medicine. Sui Yan's long hair was spread out on the pillow. His pale lips were slightly parted as he gasped weakly. One could tell at a glance that he was in great pain.

Duan Mingchong felt more and more distressed the more he looked at him. He glanced at the hot water and towel that Haitang had brought over, then stood up, squeezed out the wet towel himself, and gently wiped away the cold sweat on Sui Yan's face.

Sui Yan felt uncomfortable all over, and he struggled to pull at his clothes, mumbling, "It's hot..."

Duan Mingchong grabbed his hand and coaxed him in a low voice: "The doctor will be here soon, be good."

Sui Yan opened his eyes blankly and looked at him, muttering, "Is Yue Jian coming?"

Duan Mingchong: "What?"

Sui Yan was stunned for a moment before he whispered, "Jun Jingxing, I only want him..."

As he said this, he tried to lift the quilt again. Duan Mingchong was frowning, and when he saw his little move, he held his hand again, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "You can't lift the quilt."

Sui Yan's eyes sparkled as she looked at him with extreme pity: "But I'm hot..."

Duan Mingchong's voice became softer: "It's not good even if it's hot. Aren't you feeling uncomfortable?"

Sui Yan stared at him blankly, and after a moment he unexpectedly burst into tears.

Duan Mingchong was startled and hurriedly touched his forehead with his hand, saying distressedly: "Are you in pain? Where did you go today? How could you be so burned?"

Sui Yan sobbed and raised his head to rub Duan Mingchong's palm, sobbing, "It hurts so much... Don't drink, Your Highness... Ouch..."

He didn't make sense, so Duan Mingchong thought he was talking nonsense. He gently wiped his tears and coaxed him in a low voice.

A moment later, Haitang came in with a doctor, and Duan Mingchong quickly stood up and made way.

Sui Yan had cried so much that he fell asleep out of exhaustion, which made it easier for the doctor to take his pulse.

The doctor had white hair and beard. He felt the patient's pulse for a long time before frowning and saying, "It's the high fever caused by the cold wind entering the body. You will be fine after taking some medicine."

It seems that this person's medical skills are not very good.

Duan Mingchong looked at Sui Yan, whose cheeks were flushed with fever, and seemed to feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He could only nod to the doctor and let Haitang send him out.

After a while, the medicine was brought over. Haitang helped Sui Yanban up very skillfully and fed him a bowl of medicine gently.

But after a moment, Sui Yan's face looked much better.

Duan Mingchong finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was inconvenient for him to talk to Sui Yan in this state, so he gave him a few instructions and then got up and returned to the palace.

Duan Xichen was still ill, and Duan Mingchong would visit his palace every day. Today, he even asked someone to bring some valuable supplements to him.

Duan Xichen was still in the same state as before, unable to move his limbs. When Duan Mingchong went over, he had already taken medicine and fallen asleep, and only Doctor Meng Yu was there to remove the needles.

Duan Mingchong waited outside for a while until Doctor Meng Yu came out, then he went to greet him and frowned, "How is he? You can't give me a definite answer after treating him for so many days?"

Doctor Meng Yu may have gotten used to being asked this question these days, so he said with a worried look on his face, "Your Highness, the Fifth Prince has been poisoned by something that no one in the Imperial Hospital has ever heard of. We are at a loss as to how to treat him, fearing that the wrong medicine might cause the poison to take effect. Your Majesty has already recruited quack doctors from the public, so let's wait a few more days and see."

Duan Mingchong's brows were getting tighter and tighter, but he knew that it was useless to worry any more, so he just nodded slightly: "Thank you for your help."

Doctor Meng Yu hurriedly said he dared not.

Duan Mingchong went into the inner room, glanced at Duan Xichen, whose face was pale, and came out after a while.

Doctor Meng Yu didn't know why he hadn't left yet. He saw that Duan Mingchong seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

Duan Mingchong asked: "Is there anything else?"

Doctor Meng Yu asked cautiously, "May I ask, Your Highness... where did this come from?"

Duan Mingchong said: "I just stayed in Sui'an Marquis's Mansion for half a day. What happened?"

Doctor Meng Yu said tentatively: "Your Highness has some strange medicinal fragrance on his body. Although it has mostly dissipated, there is one medicine that is too special..."

Duan Mingchong was stunned, and recalled the strange medicinal fragrance that Haitang burned in the room, and asked hurriedly, "What medicine is it?"

Doctor Meng Yu said, "It seems to contain black fern, um... and some other ingredients, but I'm not sure. The prescription seems to be for detoxification, but it also seems to be for calming the nerves. Please forgive me for my lack of skills..."

Duan Mingchong murmured: "Detoxification..."

Doctor Meng Yu said hurriedly, "On weekdays, we usually boil medicine to treat illnesses. Doctors rarely prescribe incense to treat illnesses, so this humble official asked this unnecessary question. This young marquis looks healthy, maybe it's just some calming incense."

Duan Mingchong asked, "Would the soothing incense need the black fern? And he just had a high fever, why would he need the soothing incense?"

Doctor Meng Yu was choked immediately.

After all this trouble, it was getting dark. Duan Mingchong thought about it and still felt uneasy, so he asked Doctor Meng Yu to come before leaving.

"Tomorrow morning, you will come with me to Sui'an Marquis's Mansion."

Doctor Meng Yu didn't understand what was going on, but he still bowed and said yes.

Duan Mingchong then left with a heavy heart.

In the Sui Anhou Mansion, Sui Yan was leaning against the head of the bed, drinking the boiled medicine in small sips. A secret guard was kneeling on one knee beside him, listening to his instructions.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door twice. Sui Yan said, "Come in."

Soon, Jun Jingxing pushed the door open and saw his pale face. He sniffed the scent of medicine in the room and frowned, "Are you sick again?"

Sui Yan raised his eyes gloomily and said, "It's all because of you."

Jun Jing walked over, touched his forehead, and took his pulse. After a long while, he said, "Let me give you a few injections."

Sui Yan said: "Get lost, I won't."

He brushed Jun Jingxing aside and said to the secret guard beside him: "Just do as I say, go ahead."

The secret guard took the order and left.

Jun Jingxing frowned and extinguished the incense in the small incense burner: "How many times have I told you not to use this medicine unless it is absolutely necessary. I see the incense ash in this incense burner. Have you used it once before?"

Sui Yan finished the medicine and nodded gloomily: "I have been having nightmares for the past few days, so I ordered some."

Jun Jingxing put out the incense, asked someone to take down the incense burner, walked to the desk, and wrote a prescription, intending to prepare some calming incense for him.

As he wrote, he asked casually, "What did you ask that secret guard to do just now?"

Sui Yan had slept for half the day and couldn't fall asleep now. He was holding the golden silk bear and stroking its ears from time to time. Hearing this, he said lazily, "It's nothing. I just wanted to let Duan Mingchong know that I drank a glass of infamy for him."

Jun Jingxing: “…”

Jun Jingxing's hand trembled, leaving a mark of ink on the rice paper.