Shen Xiyin was completely unaware of this.
She went straight into the inner room, sat on the embroidered stool by the bed, and took Wei Heng's pulse again.
Inside the beaded curtain, maids and guards stood on either side.
Marquis Wu'an feared that staying here would disturb Wei Heng's rest, and if he left, he was afraid that his son would wake up and he wouldn't be able to come over immediately, so he took everyone to a side room.
Seeing that Wei Heng's pulse was steady, Shen Qiyin felt uneasy.
Seeing that Shen Qiyin had withdrawn her hand from taking Wei Heng's pulse, the maidservant stepped forward and said softly, "Before leaving, Madam instructed that the divine physician please rest in the side room for a while."
"No need, I can stay here."
She can't sleep right now either.
With nothing else to do, she wrote down the tunes that Wei Heng had been humming for the past few days.
As luck would have it, Wei Heng woke up just as she put down her pen.
He was clearly taken aback when he saw Shen Qiyin.
He immediately turned to look at the still-burning candle on the candlestick, his eyes filled with deeper doubt, as if he didn't understand why she had come to diagnose him before dawn.
Moreover, he used to suffer greatly when receiving acupuncture, but today he felt nothing at all.
Meeting Wei Heng's puzzled gaze, Shen Qiyin didn't care how much of what she said he would actually listen to, and explained the whole story in great detail.
Unsurprisingly, Wei Heng responded with his usual silence.
Miss Shen was not discouraged and continued slowly, "Look how much I've said, you should at least give me a response, even just one word would be good."
To her surprise, Wei Heng actually said it!
Moreover, he only said two words at a time, and even gave her an extra one.
“…Name, courtesy name.” Perhaps because he hadn’t communicated with people for too long, Wei Heng’s voice was a little hoarse, like sand being squeezed out of the gap between two gears, and it didn’t sound pleasant.
But those who usually served him thought the voice was like heavenly music.
Shen Qiyin was also quite surprised: "You're asking for my name?!"
Wei Heng nodded.
She then said, "Chen Xiyin."
“The character '栖' in '凤栖梧桐' (Feng Qi Wu Tong) and '姻' in '八百姻娇' (Ba Bai Yin Jiao)”.
"Since I'm here to examine you in the middle of the night, why don't you try calling out to me?"
Wei Heng frowned and said, "No..."
"So you're rejecting me already?"
"...No, it doesn't sound good."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qiyin burst into laughter.
In truth, she didn't care at all whether Wei Heng called her by her name or not. The reason she said that was just to get him to talk more.
The name "Chenxiyin" only has three characters, but his "No, no, not good to hear" has five characters.
I made a profit.
Seeing that Wei Heng didn't seem to mind communicating with her, Shen Qiyin said, "My name has a bad meaning, but I think it sounds alright, and it's not as bad as you think."
"No!" Wei Heng seemed anxious, shaking his head and explaining with difficulty, "It's... my... voice, that's not nice."
The maidservant, who was listening nearby, was worried that Wei Heng would feel inferior and become even less talkative in the future. She was about to comfort him and praise his beautiful voice when she heard Shen Qiyin say crisply, "Hmm... it is quite unpleasant."
The maidservant: "!" Is this something I can say?
Shen Qiyin didn't see anything wrong with it and continued, "So you should talk more. The more you talk, the more natural and pleasant your voice will become."
"real?"
"I'd be a dog if I lied to you."
The little maid couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle when she heard her childish words.
Wei Heng seemed to be in good spirits, as if he had truly taken Shen Qiyin's words to heart, and chatted with her for quite a while.
Knowing that his throat would likely suffer these next few days, she wrote down a prescription before leaving, so that the Marquis's wife could have someone prepare some throat-soothing soup for him.
As they came out of Wei Heng's room, they ran into Old Madam Wei and the others coming from the side hut.
Seeing that she seemed about to leave, she said without thinking, "It's getting late, why don't you stay at the Marquis's residence tonight and not go back?"
Upon hearing this, not only Shen Qiyin, but even Marquis Wu'an and the others couldn't help but look at Old Madam Wei.
The Marquis's wife looked at her mother-in-law with surprise, then hesitated before glancing at Shen Qiyin, and finally said, "It is proper that the divine physician should stay here overnight, but the divine physician is a young woman who has not yet married, and it may be detrimental to her reputation if word gets out."
"Look at me, I didn't even think of that," Madam Wei secretly regretted.
Shen Qiyin then said, "Thank you for your kind intentions, Madam."
When Madam Wei looked at her, Shen Qiyin felt that there seemed to be some emotions in the other woman's eyes that she could not see through or guess.
The old lady then called to Wei Xuan, "Xuan'er, you go and escort this girl from the Shen family yourself. Make sure she gets home safely, and there can be no mishaps!"
“...Yes.” Wei Xuan replied somewhat reluctantly.
A mere marriage proposal can be delivered by the steward; there's no need for a marquis's son to trouble him!
But since the old lady had already spoken, he dared not disobey her and had no choice but to comply.
When Shen Qiyin left the Marquis of Wu'an's residence, the moon had already set in the west, and the stars were scattered across the sky.
The carriage traveled along the empty streets, the sound of horses' hooves echoing in her ears, but Chen Qiyin's thoughts gradually drifted away.
Back at the Shen family home, Old Madam Shen and Shen Cang were all waiting for them.
She walked alone, carrying a lantern, towards the Begonia Courtyard.
The white dew warms the sky, the pale moon shines across the heavens, and the ground seems to be draped in a layer of silver silk.
As Shen Qiyin walked into the courtyard and passed under the osmanthus tree, something suddenly fell on her head with a "thud".
She immediately stopped and looked up at the tree.
Now, if she hears any noise on her head, she has no doubt that it must be Xiao Yan making it.
really!
The man, dressed in a black robe, stood on a thick tree branch. As his gaze met hers, he gracefully landed in front of her.
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