Anle thought the cat wanted to play, so he quickly ordered the palace servants to bring some small toys such as bell balls, peacock feathers, sandbags, and glass beads.
Cats always get bored with old things and love new things. After getting a bunch of new toys, Qingguang completely forgot about her string of red tassels.
The little girl played with all the toys with the cat, and her laughter like silver bells echoed in Jingren Palace.
After playing for half an hour and eating some dried fish, the cat was so tired that it fell asleep, curled up like a ball of fur on a soft cushion.
Gu Yanfei sat with Anle by the window playing chess pieces. They were not playing Go or Gobang, they were just playing guessing chess pieces.
"five."
“That’s right!”
"sixteen."
"Sister, you guessed it right again."
“…”
Amid Anle's exclamations, Chu Yi arrived.
He came quietly without informing anyone and watched them quietly from a distance.
It was Gu Yanfei who first spotted him and smiled brightly: "Do you want to guess?"
Chu Yi was dazzled by her smile as beautiful as the sun, his heart was slightly moved, and he nodded: "Okay."
Gu Yanfei casually grabbed a handful of chess pieces from the chess box, covered them with a cup, and said with a smile, "Guess."
Anle pulled at her brother's sleeve, eyes sparkling, "Brother, sister is very good, and has never lost once."
The implication is that she loses every time.
Looking at his sister's blushing face, Chu Yi smiled softly and touched his sister's head, "Yes, your sister Yan Fei is very powerful."
He sat down next to Anle, grabbed a handful of chess pieces, put them upside down on the cup, and smiled at Gu Yanfei.
The two of them simultaneously gestured with their hands and opened their wine glasses.
“You guessed it right!”
Anle was even more excited than both of them. He clapped his hands enthusiastically and looked at them with admiration.
Her excited voice woke up the sleeping cat. The cat opened its eyes and meowed unhappily.
When Anle was glanced at by its emerald green cat eyes, he felt his heart melt. He lowered his head and put his face close to it, rubbing his face against the cat's skillfully.
"Qingguang, you are so beautiful!" she said with a lively smile.
It was the first time that Chu Yi saw his sister looking so sunny and bright. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, showing a little surprise, just like the banished immortal in the clouds, who suddenly had a bit of the worldly air.
Obviously, the thrilling scene in the Qianqing Palace where many ministers were forcing each other did not move him at all.
Gu Yanfei held up her chin and looked at him, smiling like the bright crescent moon in the night sky, and asked, "Is it solved?"
"Another group of people have arrived," Chu Yi's eyes were filled with smiles, "They are arguing right now."
Because Lian Yushi turned against him in court and betrayed Feng She, even if Prime Minister Xiao wanted to help Feng She exonerate him, he could not suppress the furious Qingliu people.
After Gu Yanfei left, more upright court officials rushed over after hearing the news that the censor had hit his head against the pillar. These people were all filled with anger. They had originally come for Chu Yi, but they discovered that this was actually Feng She's conspiracy.
Now, the Qingliu and the aristocratic families have come into direct conflict. They are quoting from classics and discussing the past and the present, making a fierce argument.
The emperor pretended to have a mouthache and went to rest. Chu Yi let these people argue and he went to Jingren Palace first.
Even if Chu Yi didn't say much, Gu Yanfei could imagine the chaotic scene and laughed.
Those noble families wanted to make a big deal out of the incident of the censor hitting his head against the pillar, but now they are losing more than they gain.
It is conceivable that Chu Yi must have fanned the flames a lot.
"They can quarrel for days." Chu Yi casually played with a white piece, turning it flexibly between his fingers.
The crystal clear white spots shone with a faint luster in the sun, and were reflected in his eyes, as if a faint light was gently jumping.
For him, these few days are enough.
Gu Yanfei found it interesting, so he picked up a black piece from the chess box and imitated him, flipping the black piece flexibly between his fingers, his slender fingers fluttering like a flying butterfly.
After playing for a while, she casually threw the black piece back into the chess box. Chu Yi's clear voice, as melodious as the sound of the wind, came to her ears: "Let's go. I'll take you to the Lian family."
Leaving the cat to play with Anle, Chu Yi and Gu Yanfei left Jingren Palace, still in a sedan chair.
Lian Yushi, who had not yet recovered from his serious injuries, was lying in a carriage at the palace gate. He was very weak due to excessive blood loss.
Although he turned against his own side and told the truth in the Qianqing Palace, and was coerced into hitting his head against the pillar, he was ultimately impolite in front of the emperor and almost made a huge mistake. Now he is considered a criminal and has been stripped of his official uniform and hat, waiting for the emperor's final decision.
Facing Chu Yi again, Lian Yushi seemed extremely ashamed. Chu Yi exempted him from getting off the car and saluting, and asked him to lead the way.
The Lian family's carriage led the way in front, and another carriage carrying Gu Yanfei and Chu Yi followed behind. About half an hour later, they arrived at the Lian family in the west of the city.
After the carriage stopped, two servants worked together to lift Censor Lian off the carriage. He was wearing a half-new black cloak with slightly worn edges, obviously an old item.
The old coachman knocked on the door, and soon a round-faced woman in her fifties came to answer the door.
When the round-faced woman saw the horrific wound on Lian Yushi's forehead, she was horrified and almost cried out, but was stopped by the old driver, who whispered in her ear that a distinguished guest was coming.
Under the old woman's doubtful gaze, Chu Yi and Gu Yanfei were welcomed into the gate.
“Cough cough cough…”
As soon as I entered the door, I heard continuous coughing coming from inside the house.
There was a strong smell of medicine wafting through the yard, with a distinct hint of ginseng.
Gu Yanfei's nose moved and he could smell it right away. It was top-quality ginseng, at least a hundred-year-old ginseng.
Lian Yushi was carried into the yard behind them and placed on a chair in the yard.
“Second Miss Gu,” Censor Lian gathered his cloak and said to Gu Yanfei in a weak and bitter voice, “I won’t go in…”
He then carefully instructed the old woman, "Take Miss Gu in to see the lady... Don't tell the lady that I'm injured."
The old woman felt vaguely uneasy, and she responded repeatedly, leading Gu Yanfei into the main hall.
Only Chu Yi and Lian Yushi were left.
Lian Yushi, who was sitting on the chair, felt a little uncomfortable at first, but soon he didn't care about Chu Yi anymore. He stared at the direction of the east side room with his eyes burning, without blinking, his whole body tense, like a fully drawn bow.
“Ahem…”
“Cough cough cough…”
The woman's cough sounded intermittently, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes long, sometimes short.
The passage of time seemed to be slowed down, and even the censor was sweating profusely.
After about an incense stick of time, the coughing in the room suddenly stopped.
The surroundings fell into deathly silence, and the noise coming from the alley outside the wall made this small courtyard even quieter.
Lian Yushi's eyes suddenly widened, a drop of cold sweat slid down his cheek in panic, and his heartbeat accelerated. He couldn't help but think of the worst possibility: Will something happen to the wife? Will the wife die? Thinking of his wife's haggard and weak appearance, Lian Yushi became more and more uneasy, afraid that his wife would pass away without him, and afraid that he would not even see his wife for the last time before she died.
"Old Qian." Censor Lian waved to the old coachman and asked him to help him up.
He stood up with difficulty with the help of the old coachman. The next moment, he saw a purple figure walking out of the main room. Gu Yanfei came out of the main room slowly, and the old woman followed behind her with red eyes.
Lian Yushi's heart skipped a beat, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Husband... Madam..."
"Master, it's amazing!" The old woman said in high spirits, her eyes glowing, "Second Miss Gu is simply amazing."
"Madam has fallen asleep. She is not coughing at all. She is sleeping soundly."
As the old woman spoke, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes and she cried with joy.
Lian Yushi couldn't believe his ears.
How long had it been since the second Miss Gu went in, and my wife was already well? "Is the Madam really well?" He couldn't help but repeatedly confirm with the old woman, "Is she asleep? Is she not coughing anymore?"
Ever since my wife was diagnosed with tuberculosis, a terminal illness, she has not had a good night's sleep. She is always woken up by coughing. In just half a year, she, who was once so plump, has become emaciated and is on the verge of death.
The old woman wiped her tears with her sleeves and choked up, "She is really healed. Second Miss Gu cured Madam with just one talisman... It is even better than Wuliangguan..."
The old woman wanted to talk about the Taoist Shangqing of Wuliang Temple, but when the words came to her lips, she suddenly remembered the incident that had been widely circulated in the capital recently, saying that Shangqing was a demon.
Even the censor paid no attention to the old woman's slip of the tongue and his eyes were filled with tears.
Before this, he had heard about the Chengtian Gate incident, but he thought it was just an exaggeration in the society, making the second Miss Gu a deity.
Even though she had just used two talismans to stop his bleeding, he still felt groggy after hitting the pillar and didn't feel much, so he just thought his injury was not that serious.
It was not until this moment that Lian Yushi finally believed it.
His wife had been ill for more than half a year. He had consulted countless doctors for her, and even tried to invite an imperial physician to see her. However, everyone said that tuberculosis was an incurable disease, a disease of the rich, and that it could only be kept alive with herbal medicine... To put it bluntly, it was just waiting for death.
These days, seeing his old wife suffering, even the censor felt the same way.
Gu Yanfei stroked his sleeves and said calmly, "I'll prescribe another prescription for her. Let her take it every day, one dose a day, one dose divided into three decoctions. Take it for ten days and she'll be fine."
"I have done what I promised."
"..." Censor Lian opened his mouth slightly, tears streaming down his face.
He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. He gritted his teeth, knelt down, and kowtowed solemnly to Gu Yanfei.
(End of this chapter)
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