Lin Qingwan was in so much pain she could barely breathe, practically on the verge of death, yet she could still hear Jiang Zhenlin questioning Tong Di. Ha, always talking about reputation; her reputation wasn't entirely ruined by Jiang Zhenlin's words!
Xiao Qianhu gently probed her waist with his fingers to pinpoint the misalignment, then held his breath and focused intently.
He found the right spot with both hands, swallowed hard, and suddenly exerted force, making a crisp cracking sound that startled Qiu Hong and Mu Xue, who both shivered at the same time.
Lin Qingwan lost control, looked up at the sky and cried out in pain, sweat dripping down her cheeks as if she had just died.
Jiang Zhenlin's heart tightened, and he was about to go in when he asked, "What's wrong!"
Tong Di's eyes darkened. Could Old Xiao have done something wrong to the young master...?
But then Xiao Qianhu came out from inside, covered in sweat and breathing unsteadily. "The bones are back in place, I'm fine."
"However, Miss is too thin, and her waist is still a little swollen. She needs to drink medicine to reduce swelling and bruising for a few more days."
Jiang Zhenlin and Tong Di both breathed a sigh of relief.
The matter should have ended there, but for some reason, Xiao Qianhu realized that he had both hands free when he was holding the man's waist, and he was afraid that if he used too much force, the man would actually break.
Then she added, "Miss Qingwan's waist is too thin. I've never seen one so thin. This won't do. If something happens and there's no flesh to support it, it will definitely hurt your bones."
Tong Di coughed lightly, but Xiao Qianhu didn't hear it at all and continued, "Also, Miss Qingwan has several bruises on her back, which don't look like they were caused by a collision..."
"Cough cough." Tong Di gave him a push, signaling him to shut up with her eyes, thinking to herself, "Those two beady green eyes of yours really don't rest!"
Commander Xiao was taken aback. "Guard Tong, is your throat sore?"
Tong Di's eye twitched. "Yes, I'm not feeling well. Now that you're healed, let's go."
Only then did Xiao Qianhu notice that Jiang Zhenlin's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, with flames burning in his eyes. Only then did he belatedly realize, "Young Master Jiang, I didn't mean to look."
"That...that's right in front of me, I...I..."
"Shut up." Tong Di immediately covered his mouth with her hand.
After leaving the Prime Minister's residence, Commander Xiao stared at Tong Di the whole way and couldn't help but ask, "What is your relationship with Miss Qingwan? You called me all the way back to the capital, and then deliberately went to the room next to where Young Master Jiang was drinking to find an excuse to set his bones."
Tong Di sensed something was wrong, "Don't mention this to anyone."
Commander Xiao raised an eyebrow. "To be honest, although you are the Crown Prince's man, she is the daughter of the Prime Minister's family. There is still a gap between you. Why don't you talk to the Crown Prince about getting a promotion so you can marry her as soon as possible?"
"I don't think that Young Master Jiang can say anything nice, and Miss Qingwan isn't doing well in the Prime Minister's residence either."
Tong Di couldn't explain, "Stop talking nonsense."
It was rare for Xiao Qianhu to see him so angry, and he found it quite amusing. "The bruises on that young lady's body are probably not a good thing. You should be careful."
Tong Di glanced at him sideways, "I told you to set my bones, but you talk too much nonsense."
Xiao Qianhu raised his chin. "I understand. I should teach you the skills so you can get in. You're not happy about that, are you?"
Tong Di sighed, looking up at the sky, unable to explain.
Upon returning to the East Palace, Tong Di reported to Zhao Cong in a stern and formal manner.
Besides Xiao Qianhu's suicidal remarks about Lin Qingwan's waist, he also uttered those offensive and unpleasant words from Jiang Zhenlin.
Zhao Cong was reviewing memorials when he heard this, and with a flourish of his vermilion brush.
Knowing that the Crown Prince treated Lin Qingwan differently, Tong Di also mentioned the bruises.
Zhao Cong put down his pen. Didn't he send Cang Ying the prescription and medicine over last time? Why didn't it work?
"Have Physician Zhu prescribe some pills to clear blood stasis, and you can send them to the Prime Minister's residence tonight."
Tong Di didn't realize it was nighttime?
"No, that's not appropriate."
Zhao Cong slightly raised his eyelids and tossed another memorial at him with a "thud," asking, "You think you can break into the mansion during the day?"
"Climb over the wall?" Tong Di felt that today's task was beyond his usual scope, and his brain was a little overwhelmed.
Zhao Cong never offered much explanation.
Cang Ying pulled him out and laughed, "That Young Master Jiang's mouth is more gossipy than any old woman on the street. The Crown Prince isn't afraid of him talking about the Eastern Palace, but he's afraid of causing Miss Qingwan unnecessary trouble."
"Take the medicine packets. One contains pills, and the other contains herbs. There's no need to go into detail about the herbs; Miss Qingwan already knows."
Tong Di looked at what was in her hand, then at Cang Ying who had turned and left. She blinked her round eyes twice and suddenly understood the expression Xiao Qianhu had given her that afternoon.
He now also wants to ask, what is the relationship between Miss Qingwan and the Crown Prince?
The Prime Minister's Residence.
The physician left Lin Qingwan some medicine and specially brought a box of incense, saying, "This incense has a calming effect; Miss, light it at night and you'll get a good night's sleep."
"You'll recover faster if you get enough rest."
Lin Qingwan remained calm and said, "Thank you for your hard work these past few days."
She gestured to Mu Xue to give the physician some reward money.
The physician firmly refused to admit her, saying, "No, no, it is my duty to share the burden for you, Miss."
"Besides, this servant didn't do anything. It was Lord Tong who brought people to set your bones, which reduced your pain, Miss."
He spoke more today than in the past few days, and his face was full of smiles. "Miss, please remember to light incense; it will make things twice as effective."
Lin Qingwan never doubted her intuition. Everyone in the manor knew that the physician was greedy. Last time, he took her reward money without batting an eye, but this time he refused to accept it and kept reminding her to use incense.
The physician had just left when Mu Xue brought in the incense, but Lin Qingwan couldn't smell anything wrong with it.
"Miss, would you like something?"
Lin Qingwan thought for a moment, then said, "Yes."
"just in case···"
"With the traces of burning, he'll be able to tell if I'm just being paranoid when he comes back tomorrow."
"Then this servant will take it to the side room and burn it for half the night." Mu Xue was quick-witted now.
Lin Qingwan was touched by her protection and smiled, "No need, just light it in my room for a while. There's nothing poisonous in it. If there's anything I can't smell, it's only a very small amount. Just open the window to air it out."
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