Chapter 50 I Want You to Get Well
All the doubts were answered at this moment.
Why is Lou Jin so secretive? Why would he rather bear the pain and danger alone than mention medication?
He didn't want to force himself, nor did he want to use this as an exchange to tarnish the feelings between them.
After the initial shock, Ye Xunyang disregarded his embarrassment and abruptly stood up, giving Xuan Yunzi a hasty bow.
"Thank you for informing me, Imperial Preceptor! I understand!" With that, he turned and ran, mounted his horse, and galloped towards the Prince's residence.
He desperately wanted to see that person and tell him his decision.
Ye Xunyang rushed back to the main courtyard like a gust of wind and pushed open the door.
On the bed, Lou Jin had just woken up and was being helped by a maid to drink water, his face still pale.
Hearing the noise, he looked up and saw Ye Xunyang standing at the door, his chest heaving violently, his hair disheveled and stuck to his face, but his eyes were surprisingly bright as he stared straight at him.
Lou Jin felt a sudden tightness in his chest and waved the maid away.
"Xunyang, you..." Before he could finish speaking, Ye Xunyang had already rushed to the bedside.
Under Lou Jin's astonished gaze, Ye Xunyang bent down without hesitation, opened his arms, and hugged him tightly!
Lou Jin's body stiffened, and he could clearly feel Ye Xunyang's rapid heartbeat.
Ye Xunyang buried his face in the crook of his neck, his voice filled with the panting of running and a barely perceptible sob.
"Your Highness, why didn't you tell me sooner!"
Lou Jin understood instantly. He knew... had he gone to the Imperial Preceptor's residence?
He felt a mix of emotions, including the embarrassment of being exposed and deep worry.
He feared that Ye Xunyang's actions stemmed from sympathy or a sense of responsibility...
He tried to push him away, his voice hoarse: "Xunyang, listen to me, this is no small matter, you don't need to..."
"I can accept it!"
Ye Xunyang raised his head, interrupting him, his eyes clear and firm, without the slightest hesitation or reluctance.
"Your Highness, your safety is more important than anything else!"
He looked into Lou Jin's eyes, each word clear and distinct.
"I like you, Lou Jin."
"It's not because you need me to cure your poison, nor is it because of a sense of responsibility. It's simply because I like you and want to be with you. So, whatever the method, as long as it's good for you, I'm willing to accept it."
"Let's...let's use that medicine. I want you to get better, completely better!"
At this moment, all concerns seemed so insignificant in the face of Ye Xunyang's straightforward and passionate confession.
Looking into his unwavering gaze, Lou Jin felt the frozen corner of his heart shatter and be completely overwhelmed by a surge of warmth.
He reached out and hugged Ye Xunyang back, his arms slowly tightening as if he wanted to merge him into his own bones and blood.
He buried his face in Ye Xunyang's shoulder, took a deep breath of his own sun-drenched, vibrant scent, and spoke in a low, hoarse voice, filled with the preciousness of something lost and then regained.
"……good."
Lou Jin's answer stirred up a storm in Ye Xunyang's heart.
He first breathed a sigh of relief, then belatedly felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him, turning him blush from head to toe.
He instinctively tried to pull away from Lou Jin's embrace, but the other man's arms held him even tighter.
"Now you know how to be shy?"
Lou Jin's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible laughter.
Where did that reckless energy that drove you in go?
Ye Xunyang buried his burning face even deeper: "That's different..."
"What's the difference?"
Lou Jin gently stroked his back, the gesture conveying a sense of comfort.
"Xunyang, thank you."
Thank you for your courage, thank you for your acceptance, thank you for being willing to face all of this with me.
Ye Xunyang raised his head: "Your Highness, I'm telling the truth. Your health is the most important thing. When...when should we begin?"
Now that he had made up his mind, he didn't want to drag things out any longer and just wanted Lou Jin to get better as soon as possible.
Lou Jin looked at the pure concern in his eyes and his heart melted.
He reached out and gently brushed Ye Xunyang's eye with his fingertips, where it still seemed a little moist from his previous anxiety and running.
There's no rush.
"You didn't sleep well last night, and you've been running around and worrying all day. Providing medicine is no small matter; we both need to be in top condition to be absolutely sure of success."
He paused, then continued, "Moreover, some arrangements need to be made within the manor to ensure that nothing goes wrong."
Ye Xunyang thought about it and agreed.
I am indeed experiencing great emotional fluctuations and am in poor condition. If I force myself to take the medicine, and something goes wrong, it will only harm the prince.
"Then... Your Highness, please rest well. I'll have the kitchen prepare some nourishing soup for you." Ye Xunyang said, getting up to make the arrangements.
Lou Jin grabbed his hand: "Wang Quan can handle these things. You stay and talk to me."
His hands were still a little cold, but the grip on Ye Xunyang was firm.
Looking at his pale, handsome face, Ye Xunyang obediently sat back down on the edge of the bed.
"What does Your Highness wish to say?"
Lou Jin looked at him gently: "I just wanted to see you."
I'm sure you're really here, that you truly belong to me.
For the next two days, the Jinwang Mansion seemed to be enveloped in a subtle and warm atmosphere.
Lou Jin followed the doctor's advice to rest, while Ye Xunyang stayed by his side almost every step of the way, personally taking care of his diet and daily life.
Their interactions seemed no different from usual, yet there were subtle differences in every aspect.
A glance, a casual touch—these seem to carry an invisible current, making the air feel ambiguous and tender.
Ye Xunyang would still blush, but he no longer avoided it. Instead, he tried to adapt to and respond to Lou Jin's possessive intimacy.
During this time, Lou Jin asked Shan Lan to take out the brocade box from the hidden compartment in the study.
When the coverless picture book reappeared before his eyes, Ye Xunyang's face flushed bright red, and he almost reflexively tried to look away.
"Scared?" Lou Jin raised an eyebrow at him.
"Who, who's afraid!" Ye Xunyang stiffened his neck, trying to remain calm, but his shifty eyes betrayed him.
Lou Jin chuckled softly, not forcing him to accept immediately, but simply placing the picture book beside his pillow, speaking naturally.
"The most important matters of the state are sacrifice and war. This matter concerns my life, and I must know myself and my enemy in order to win every battle. You may read a bit of this in your spare time. If you have any questions, you may come and ask me."
Ye Xunyang: "..."
To talk about this like it's a military strategy, Your Highness is really...
His ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed. He nodded haphazardly, not daring to look at the booklet at all.
That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few.
The main courtyard of the Prince's Mansion is now under tight guard by Shan Lan and her secret guards, making it difficult for even a bird to sneak in unnoticed.
Inside the sleeping quarters, the charcoal fire burned warmly, and the candlelight was adjusted to be soft and hazy.
After taking a bath, Ye Xunyang stood by the bed in a soft white undergarment, so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
Although he had made up his mind, when the time came, the fear of the unknown and the instinctive shyness still prevailed.
Lou Jin sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him like a frightened deer, his heart filled with pity.
He extended his hand and said gently, "Come here."
Ye Xunyang hesitated for a moment, but still slowly moved over.
Lou Jin did not act immediately, but simply grasped his slightly trembling hand, gently stroking his palm with his fingertips, conveying a soothing force.
"Nervous?" he asked, his voice low and gentle.
Ye Xunyang nodded honestly, stammering, "Yes, a little..."
"Don't be afraid." Lou Jin pulled him closer, raised his other hand, and gently brushed away the slightly damp stray hairs on his forehead.
"Trust me, and trust yourself."
His gaze was so focused and affectionate that it soothed some of the unease in Ye Xunyang's heart.
Lou Jin picked up the two pills he had prepared beforehand: the Crimson Sun Pill, as red as flames, and the Snow Soul Pill, as white as snow.
He handed the Snow Soul Pill to Ye Xunyang: "Take this, and leave everything else to me."
Ye Xunyang took the pill, took a deep breath, and put it into his mouth without hesitation.
The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and a cool sensation flowed through his limbs and bones, relieving his body, which had been feeling somewhat hot and agitated due to tension.
Lou Jin also took the Crimson Sun Pill. Almost instantly, his pale face flushed an unnatural red, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was enduring the impact of the medicine's effects.
"Your Highness!" Upon seeing this, Ye Xunyang was anxious and, forgetting his embarrassment, quickly stepped forward to support him.
"It's alright..."
Lou Jin gripped his wrist with a strong grip, but his eyes were unusually bright.
"The medicine is starting to take effect. Xunyang..."
For Ye Xunyang, what followed was like a small boat sailing through turbulent waves.
The unfamiliar touch, the unexpected pain, and the uncontrollable internal energy within his body left him feeling completely lost.
But whenever he was about to lose his way, Lou Jin's deep and firm voice would always ring in his ears, guiding and comforting him.
He could clearly feel the two auras merging in a mysterious way.
The dormant, cold poison within Lou Jin's body was forced out little by little, like ice and snow melting away, under the impact of this heat.
After an unknown amount of time, as everything gradually calmed down, Ye Xunyang was almost completely exhausted. He lay limply in Lou Jin's arms, not even wanting to move his fingertips.
Lou Jin's situation was completely different.
The flush on his face had faded, replaced by a healthy glow.
The lingering sickness and gloom between his brows were completely swept away, his eyes were clear and sharp, and his aura was deep and restrained, as if he had been reborn.
He gently embraced the exhausted person in his arms and lowered his head to place a soft kiss on the person's sweaty forehead.
He called out softly, his voice filled with unprecedented ease and satisfaction: "Xunyang."
"Thank you, I... feel great."
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