Chapter 187 Mysterious Fever
"Xuanfeng! Aunt Yuqing specially boiled some water just now, saying she'd let you soak your feet to relax when you got back!" Su Yuyao huffed and puffed as she carried the basin of water in.
She placed the basin of water on the footstool, raised her chubby little face, and waved to Xuanfeng, saying, "Come on! Sit down! Stretch your legs over here!"
Xuanfeng walked to the bedside, took Su Yuyao's hand, and said, "Stop washing, let's... do something serious!"
"That won't do!" Su Yuyao pressed Xuanfeng down on the bed, picked up Xuanfeng's feet, took off his shoes and socks, and soaked his weathered feet in warm water.
She mimicked Yu Qing's mannerisms, kneading Xuan Feng's hard soles with her chubby little hands. "Before, you were alone, so it didn't matter if you were a little sloppy. But now that you have a fairy wife, if you're still dirty and smelly, people will laugh at you!"
Xuanfeng sat on the bed, his once cold heart now softened and vulnerable by Su Yuyao's warmth. He asked softly, "Girl, do you think... I should go?"
Su Yuyao lowered her head, looking at her feet with bulging veins in the basin of water, and said softly, "I don't know if you should go. But..." She raised her head to look into those clear, loving eyes, "I'm asking you, was it a message from Zeyuan?"
"no."
"Okay. Let me ask you again, does Zeyuan know you're going?"
"I don't know if he knows or not."
"Alright. I'll ask you one last question: Who exactly is the Heavenly Lord of the Dao?"
"It's Zeyuan."
“Xuanfeng, you have accepted the decree from the Goddess Yimu, so you must go and assist Zeyuan, because not going would be disobeying the decree. However, the Heavenly Lord Youdao is Zeyuan. After you go, whether he will allow you to get involved, or whether he will use you as a shield, is all unknown!”
Xuanfeng smiled slightly, "Girl, you've really grown up! The questions you're asking are the same ones I've thought about, but..."
"However, you have a thousand-year-old affection for the Wuji Dao, which you cannot sever. Therefore, you feel sorry for it and want to go and save the Wuji Dao from the chaos caused by Ze Yuan!"
"……yes."
“Xuanfeng, the current Wuji Dao belongs to Zeyuan, but the Immortal Mountain, me, and Miao’er belong to you!”
Xuanfeng's eyes widened in shock, as if the blurry path before him was slowly becoming clearer, as if a lamp was guiding him out of this maze...
Xuanfeng looked at Su Yuyao in front of him and recalled the scene when he first adopted her. She was so innocent and pure back then, but now, although she is a mother, she is still innocent, but her eyes are no longer clear.
"Girl, do you remember the question I asked you?"
Su Yuyao gently rubbed Xuanfeng's feet, "I remember! You asked when you could take back the Wuji Dao!"
Xuanfeng's eyes softened, his expression calm. "Girl, do you think I should take it back?"
"Do you want it back?" Su Yuyao raised her head, looked at Xuan Feng, and said firmly, "If you do, I'll help you!"
"The old me really wanted to! But now, I... don't know." Xuan Feng looked at Su Yuyao, not knowing why, but that fighting spirit he once had could no longer be rekindled.
Su Yuyao pouted and blinked, saying, "If you want it back, don't rush. Nobody lets go of something good easily! But when it's broken, rotten, or becomes a hot potato, it will naturally be thrown away!"
Xuanfeng slightly raised his eyelids, frowned, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. "Girl, this time, I..."
“Wait! Because as soon as you go, Ze Yuan will definitely suppress you. If you do well, Ze Yuan will become jealous; if you do poorly, Mother Yi will be dissatisfied with you! You might even end up in jail!” Su Yuyao narrowed her eyes and said seriously.
"Am I to refuse the summons of the Queen Mother?"
"We can't refuse the summons from the Queen Mother, so let's... stall for time! Let's see how things go!"
"Drag?" Xuanfeng looked at Su Yuyao meaningfully. "How do you drag it out?"
Su Yuyao said with a grin, "Didn't you want us to go back to the Snow Mountain? Then you should personally escort us back! Once we get to the Snow Mountain, you can then prepare to go to the Wuji Path! Perhaps by then, the Wuji Path will have become a complete mess, and even without Mother Yi's order, Ze Yuan will come to beg you personally. Then you can step in!"
Xuanfeng was astonished by Su Yuyao's cunning and ruthlessness; he even regretted involving her in these matters.
"Girl, your idea is not wrong, but what about the people in Shiyuan?"
“Xuanfeng, you are the Heavenly Lord, and your target is the Wuji Dao! Moreover, even if you save the people of Shiyuan, as long as the Wuji Dao is still in Zeyuan's hands, their lives will still not be easy!”
Su Yuyao wiped Xuanfeng's feet clean and held them to her chest. "What I've thought of, you must have thought of too. Why are you still hesitating?!"
"Got it!" Xuanfeng looked at Su Yuyao's face and said with a smile, "Then shouldn't we get down to business now?"
"Huh?!" Su Yuyao quickly picked up the basin and said, "Let me rest for a bit! I'll go empty the water first!"
Xuanfeng snatched the basin of water, put it on the ground, turned around and put his arm around Su Yuyao's waist, "You're tired already?"
"Huh?" Su Yuyao nestled against Xuan Feng's chest, her face flushed. "I...I'm not tired...I..."
Xuanfeng smirked and whispered in Su Yuyao's ear, "I'll go easy on you this time..."
Su Yuyao's face turned even redder, and her heart started pounding wildly again.
Xuanfeng removed Su Yuyao's clothes one by one, leaving only a bright red bodice covering her rounded chest, with the two bells embroidered on it seemingly about to burst open.
He smiled, gently tugged at Su Yuyao's neck with his fingers, and the bodice slipped down lightly. He suddenly used his hand to stop the bodice from sliding down, and then, through the bodice, pinched Su Yuyao's firm flesh.
The overflowing milk wet Xuanfeng's palm. Xuanfeng gripped the bodice tightly and pulled hard, revealing Su Yuyao's entire body to him.
Su Yuyao shyly covered her chest and turned her back, but Xuanfeng was excited as he looked at Su Yuyao's still swollen buttocks. He held the bellyband in his hand to his nose and sniffed it, the rich milky scent stimulating his uncontrollable nerves.
He tucked the undergarment into his waistband, then suddenly picked Su Yuyao up and placed her on the bed, bending down...
As dawn broke, Xuanfeng opened his eyes. The night's passion hadn't exhausted him; instead, it had left him feeling refreshed. For once, he skipped his morning exercises and instead lay half-reclined beside Su Yuyao, admiring the little girl who was snoring softly.
Knock knock! Two soft knocks on the door made Xuanfeng's nerves tense up instantly!
He quickly put on his long robe and opened the door, only to see Yu Qing standing nervously outside.
"Lord Xuanfeng," Yu Qing said anxiously, slightly curtsying, "Please go and see Miao'er! Miao'er has a fever!"
"What?!" Xuanfeng didn't care about anything else and hurriedly stepped out of the room and rushed into the thatched hut.
"Auntie! Why does Miao'er have a fever?" Xuanfeng asked as he pushed open the door.
“Xuanfeng, don’t worry, maybe…” Qingyue looked at Xuanfeng and paused, then quickly looked away, awkwardly smoothing her temples, and said softly, “He might have caught a cold…”
Xuanfeng rushed to the bedside and looked at Xuanmiao, whose face was flushed, eyes were glazed, and who was whimpering and crying. His heart ached.
He carefully picked up Xuanmiao, whose chubby little body was like a small furnace, warming Xuanfeng's eyes.
"When did you start having a fever?" He pressed his lips against Xuanmiao's burning forehead!
"He probably developed a fever around midnight last night. At first, Su'e and I thought it was because we covered him with too many blankets, but we never expected..."
“Your Highness, Your Majesty, perhaps… Miss Yao’er could come and breastfeed?” Su’e whispered.
Xuanfeng shook his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Judging from the little one's condition, she can't eat anything right now. Anyway, the girl hasn't woken up yet, so let her sleep a little longer."
Xuanmiao lay limply in Xuanfeng's arms, tears streaming down her face. She tried to raise her small hand, but could only reach Xuanfeng's chest.
Hmm? Xuanfeng touched Xuanmiao's little hand, and then touched Xuanmiao's little foot.
My forehead was burning hot, but my hands and feet were ice cold!
Xuanfeng quickly tucked Xuanmiao into his long robe and warmed Xuanmiao's hands and feet with his own body heat.
"Xuanfeng, don't worry, it's normal for a child to catch a cold and get a fever. We'll make some hot porridge for him and give him some warm rice soup so he can sweat it out and he'll be fine!" Qingyue reassured Xuanfeng.
Xuanfeng carefully probed Xuanmiao's body with his Qi. Although Xuanmiao was uncomfortable, she did not cry or make a fuss. She just looked at Xuanfeng and silently shed tears.
“There was indeed an evil wind entering her body,” Xuanfeng said, withdrawing his Qi. “Mysterious energy is too weak; I’m afraid my Qi is too strong and will harm her!”
Qingyue looked at Xuanmiao with pity and said softly, "Xuanfeng, you are Miao'er's biological father. How could your Qi Yun have hurt her? Langzhi also used Qi Yun to heal Yao'er before!"
Xuanfeng raised an eyebrow, looked at Qingyue, and felt guilty again. He had actually used the word "healing". Did he beat the girl that badly?
He sighed and said, "Then I'll give it a try."
Xuanfeng slowly released his Qi, pushing it into the mysterious body and spreading it along the twelve meridians.
"Ugh... ugh..." Xuanmiao could feel the stinging pain all over her body, but she had no strength to resist and could only sob weakly.
Xuanfeng was heartbroken and quickly withdrew his Qi. Looking at Xuanmiao, who didn't even have the strength to cry, he thought for a moment and said, "How about we wake the girl up and let her feed her, and then I'll use my Qi to help her expel the evil wind?"
As they were talking, they heard Su Yuyao's hurried footsteps getting closer and closer.
"Miao'er! What's wrong with Miao'er?!" Su Yuyao pushed open the door and asked anxiously.
"Girl, don't be afraid, it's just an evil wind entering your body..."
"Ugh—waaaah—!" Su Yuyao looked at the sickly Xuanmiao in Xuanfeng's arms and cried out in heartache, "It's all my fault! I let Miao'er catch the evil wind! Ah—!"
When Xuanfeng saw that Su Yuyao was crying even harder than Xuanmiao, he quickly hugged her and gently patted her back, saying, "Girl, don't worry, I'm here!"
Su Yuyao quieted down her crying and looked at Xuanmiao. She saw that Xuanmiao's face was flushed red from the fever, and her lips were already shining red. She stared blankly at Su Yuyao with her eyes slightly open, sobbing softly.
“Girl, you feed her some milk, and I’ll use my Qi to help the little one expel the evil wind.”
"Force it out with Qi circulation? That would hurt so much!!" Su Yuyao took the limp Xuanmiao, her heart aching, and tears streamed down her face. "Will Miao'er be alright?!"
"It's just a little pain, it's better than keeping the heat inside like this!" Xuanfeng continued to reassure Su Yuyao. "Don't worry, I'm here, I won't let anything happen to our child!"
Su Yuyao lifted her clothes and touched Xuanmiao's small mouth with her milk-dripping nipple. Xuanmiao opened her mouth slightly and took the nipple in, but she didn't have the strength to suck.
Su Yuyao's tears welled up again, and she cried, "What should we do?! Miao'er won't nurse anymore!"
Upon seeing this, Qingyue quickly stepped forward to check on her. "Yao'er, don't be afraid, this is common for children with fever! Xuanfeng will expel the evil wind in a little while, and she'll be fine!"
Xuanfeng calmed himself, gathered his Qi, and channeled the faintest wisp into the mysterious meridians...
If there is an evil wind on your forehead, drive it away; it will come out from the top of your head!
The pericardium is cold and damp; I tried to expel it, but it didn't work.
If there is coldness in the abdomen, expel it downwards!
There is cold air in the lower abdomen; dispel it.
If the soles of your feet feel cold, expel it.
Xuanmiao twisted her body and cried whimperingly. Then, with a "plop—pfft—!" sound, she let out a long, drawn-out fart and finally calmed down.
Xuanmiao regained some strength and supported Su Yuyao's chest, took her breast into his mouth, and fell into a deep sleep.
Su Yuyao touched Xuanmiao's head tenderly, and was surprised to find that Xuanmiao's sparse hair was soaked!
"Xuanfeng! Miao'er is sweating! Her hair is soaked! Her thighs are sweating! Her feet are sweating too!" Su Yuyao looked at the unconscious Xuanmiao in her arms, tears streaming down her face, and said, "I'm not a good mother, I haven't taken good care of my child..."
“Girl,” Xuanfeng knelt on the footstool, wrapped his arms around Su Yuyao, and said softly, “You have done the best! It’s just that children are prone to illness, so don’t blame yourself. The little one will get better soon!”
"Yes!" Su Yuyao nodded with tears in her eyes. "But her chest and back weren't sweating, and they were even emitting a cold draft. Is something else wrong?"
“Nothing else, don’t worry!” Xuanfeng said, glancing at Qingyue.
Qingyue understood and walked out of the house.
"Girl, I'll go check if breakfast is ready. You and the little one can sleep a little longer!"
Su Yuyao nodded, tears streaming down her face. Suddenly, she saw a flash of red on Xuanfeng's waist. "Xuanfeng! What's that on your waist?"
Xuanfeng stopped and looked down, only to find that Su Yuyao's bright red bodice was still hanging from his waist!
"Auntie!" Xuanfeng walked outside, tucking the bib into his belt as he whispered, "The little one's pericardium feels cold and damp, it's not normal, it's like someone has cast some kind of evil spell on him!"
"They've been cursed?!" Qingyue said angrily. "I understand. You shouldn't get involved in this matter. I'll investigate! Just take good care of them, mother and daughter!"
“Yes, Aunt!” Xuanfeng said, bowing his head.
The Wanhe River flows gently, and the former shallows have now been transformed into flat embankments.
Near the mountainside, there is a courtyard. Although the wall is not high, there are quite a few houses and courtyards inside.
Qingyue led Su'e and a group of Yu Chuanzi to the courtyard gate in a grand manner. The wide lintel and high threshold made Qingyue secretly laugh.
"Wow! This courtyard is so spacious!" Qingyue exclaimed as she stepped through the gate. "This is hardly a maid's residence; it's clearly the size of the main house!"
"Your Highness?!" Qi Lan rushed out from the backyard, and seeing the commotion, she quickly curtsied and said, "Why did Your Highness come so suddenly? You didn't even say a word, and this servant wasn't prepared at all..."
Qingyue glanced at Qilan and said with a sneer, "I didn't expect that I would have to inform you in advance that I was coming. This is my fault."
Upon hearing this, Qi Lan knelt down with a thud. "Your Majesty, please forgive me. This humble servant did not express myself clearly; that was not what I meant!"
"What does that mean?" Qingyue narrowed her eyes and stared at Qilan. "Could it be... that you're hiding something from me, something you don't want me to find out?"
"This humble servant wouldn't dare!" Qi Lan said, prostrate on the ground, trembling. "This humble servant knows she was wrong! She was too arrogant before and offended Miss Yao'er! This time, after sending the servants back, only this humble servant and an old woman are left. Lord Xuanfeng also sent someone to tell me to stay at home and reflect on my actions..."
Qingyue frowned as she looked at Qilan. This was too strange! Such an arrogant person, just because he sent all the servants away, had changed his nature?!
"Su'e! Go search!"
"yes!"
Tamagawa entered in single file and thoroughly searched each room.
"Your Majesty! Something has been discovered in the backyard!" A servant named Yu Chuanzi stepped forward and reported.
Qingyue glared at Qilan and quickly walked to the backyard. In the corner of the backyard wall, an elderly woman was kneeling, trembling. Beside her was a pile of freshly burned ashes, and in the ashes was a small piece of white cloth.
Su'e stepped forward, gently unfurled the white cloth strip, and presented it in her palm. Her expression immediately changed, and she quickly presented it to Qingyue, saying, "Your Majesty, please take a look!"
Qingyue looked down and saw the words "Mysterious" written on the white cloth strip, with a thin silver needle attached to the name. The tip of the silver needle had been burned to a dark red!
Qingyue was startled and whispered to Su'e, "Keep it safe!"
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please investigate!" Qi Lan rushed to Qing Yue's feet, kowtowing and crying, "This servant has been wronged! Just as it got dark yesterday, I heard a noise in the courtyard, so I went out to investigate. To my surprise, I found a straw doll in the middle of the courtyard! It was wearing a white dress, and the words 'mysterious' were written on its heart! It even had needles stuck in it! I was frightened and didn't know what it was, so I wanted to destroy it to prevent it from causing harm! But no matter what I and the old woman tried, we couldn't destroy the straw doll! In desperation, we had no choice but to burn it..."
"Burn it with fire?" Qingyue shouted angrily, "Since you discovered this thing, why didn't you report it immediately?! You actually disposed of it on your own?!"
"This servant dares not! This servant is afraid of being implicated..."
"You bastards! The fact that this kind of thing appeared here is already a huge disaster! Tell me the truth! When did you start the fire?!" Qingyue's eyes were practically spitting fire.
“Last night, I can’t remember exactly what time it was…” Qi Lan said, wiping away her tears, “but this straw doll was very heat-resistant, it didn’t burn all night… but this morning, a few small whirlwinds blew by, and the straw doll burned away in an instant…”
"It's best if it's burned to ashes!" Qingyue said sternly. "If I ever find you doing these unclean things again, I'll punish you on the spot!"
"This humble servant dares not! I dare not!" Qi Lan lay on the ground, not daring to move.
"Su'e! Send someone to keep a close watch on this place!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Su'e replied, taking the white cloth strip.
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