Chapter 155 Blood as Medicine
In mid-May, the tail end of spring, the weather gradually becomes hotter.
Wanfo Temple, back mountain.
In a slightly remote house, there were occasional men's faint groans and the servants' sobbing voices of persuasion:
"Master, this much is enough. If you put any more down, do you still want to save your life?"
Hearing this, the palace servant who was waiting outside to take blood looked inside, frowned, and said in a sarcastic voice:
"Brother Donghua, what are you talking about? The Fifth Prince is kind-hearted and filial, and he has the blessing of the Buddha in the Wanfo Temple. I am just bleeding Tai Fengjun for medicine. I will ask the kitchen to make an exception and send him some pigeon soup. He will drink it to replenish his stomach and then come back."
Dong Hua had tears in her eyes and turned around to say something to the man outside the house.
He was interrupted by Feng Shu, who had a large cut on his wrist and whose bright red blood was dripping from his wrist into the white porcelain bowl below:
"Dong Hua, Palace Servant Min is right. Grandfather worked hard to raise me. Now that he is ill in bed, it is time for me to fulfill my filial duty."
"It's just bloodletting. What's more, my grandfather has always been very particular about rules. He has made an exception for me and prepared meat dishes at the back of the Buddhist temple. We should be grateful. Alas! I know you have been with me since I was a child. I made a mistake in my words. Why don't you apologize to Palace Servant Min right now?"
Dong Hua glanced at his swollen and white wound, especially when she saw that the flesh inside had become blurred.
He suddenly turned his head to the side, but his vision blurred in an instant, and he caught a glimpse of his master's urging eyes out of the corner of his eye.
Dong Hua knew that he could not cause any more trouble for his master, so he lowered his head, turned around, and apologized humbly:
"Brother Min, I just said the wrong thing in a hurry. Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me, who is ignorant."
Min Gongshi's eyes were full of contempt. He raised his head slightly and snorted coldly:
"It is a great virtue to admit one's mistakes and correct them. Since you are a sensible person, I will not bother with you. Humph - but if it happens again next time, don't blame me for not showing mercy to the Fifth Prince and sending you to do menial work."
After hearing this, Dong Hua hummed softly.
After Min Gongshi glanced at him with disdain, he pushed through the crowd and squeezed to the side of Feng Shu. He gently picked up a small bowl of dark red blood on the table, tilted his head and said with a smile:
"Fifth Prince, now that the blood has been taken for today, I will take it away and ask the kitchen staff to prepare the medicine. Please take care of yourself. Hehe, I will ask the kitchen to bring the tonic soup later. Your Highness, remember to drink it up."
Feng Shu nodded, bandaging his hands non-stop, and agreed in a gentle tone:
"Okay, Min Gong Shi, take care."
Min Gongshi nodded slightly, turned around with the white porcelain bowl in his hand, and said:
"I am holding the life-saving medicine of Tai Fengjun in my hand, so it is inconvenient for me to salute the Fifth Prince. Please forgive me!"
Then he walked out of the side yard slowly.
Behind.
Dong Hua glanced at Min Gongshi's departing back with disgust, then turned around and helped Feng Shu sit down on the couch.
He pursed his lips tightly, trying to hold back his tears. He looked at his master's wrist which was still bleeding. He kept his eyes fixed on the door and whispered indignantly:
"I never thought that we would be in a wolf's den after leaving the tiger's lair a month ago. I thought that Tai Fengjun was concerned about you and called you back to the Wanfo Temple."
"Who would have thought that he was seriously ill and had heard from somewhere that the blood of a loved one could be used as medicine to cure the disease. He wanted to use your grandson as a guide to the medicine. Oh! I finally understand what you said when you left the palace. I was too naive."
At this moment, on the bed.
Feng Shu had undergone a month of bloodletting, and now his face was pale, almost transparent. In addition, his loose robes were gently fluttered by the wind outside the window, making him look inexplicably fragile.
It was like a cold moon floating on the waves, which shattered with the light touch of fingertips.
At present Feng Shu is slightly closing his eyes.
Hearing this, he raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Dong Hua, his pale lips slightly parted, and said slowly:
"You have to choose a place to stay between the Imperial Palace and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. The blood disaster is irresistible, so you can use it for your own benefit. Be careful with your words and actions these days, and don't let anyone catch you."
"According to the fact that his blood volume has been gradually decreasing in recent days, Grandfather will soon be able to wake up. We can then take a chance on this matter. We can't waste our blood in vain, right?"
Dong Hua's eyes were filled with mixed feelings. The corners of her mouth twitched and she asked tentatively:
"Master, are you sure it is Miss Su? This is a matter of life and death, so don't be careless!"
Feng Shu's long and fine eyelashes trembled slightly, his brows slightly frowned, and a sad and lonely smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
He shook his head and said helplessly:
"You have also seen that if you want to get rid of that huge man-eating wolf, you must find someone who can compete with him. A month ago, Su Yuan was not only able to successfully escape the disaster, but also fought back against the princess, although Feng Yetian is too weak compared to Feng Jun."
"But the noble ladies in the capital with prominent family backgrounds are all controlled by their families. It is impossible for them to go against the Phoenix King for a mere prince. If I choose him, my fate will be even worse. Besides, the princess always regards the words of the Phoenix King as the imperial decree. If she says there is no instruction from the Phoenix King, who would believe it?"
After that, Feng Shu paused for a moment, raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued:
"With such a perfect time, place and people, isn't this the person I want to marry?"
When she learned that her father was pregnant, Feng Jun fed her red peanuts and she bled to death.
He had hated, resented, and wanted to kill his enemies with his own hands.
But after struggling for half a lifetime and suffering so much misery, I suddenly realized that even living was extremely difficult.
Ants live in misery.
At the moment, he no longer wanted to care about the grudges between his parents and just wanted to stay alive, but the man kept pressing on and wanted to kill him.
He was forced to scheme against women in order to find a place to stay.
Finally, God blesses me and sends the person I like to me.
He must catch it!
Three days later.
Back mountain, main courtyard.
On the rosewood bed, an old man with gray hair, wearing only inner clothes, was leaning against the headboard.
He slightly opened his dark yellow eyes, and glanced at the pale man beside the bed. He waved his hand, which was a little dry due to lying in bed for a long time, and said softly:
"Feng Shu, Grandfather has heard from the servants that this time when I was seriously ill and in a coma, it was you who used your blood as a medicine every day, which saved Grandfather's life."
He paused to take a few breaths, glanced at Jia Quan with a hint of warning in his eyes, and continued:
"You are a good child, but your grandfather is old. Now that Lord Feng has sent someone to summon you back to the palace to celebrate His Majesty's birthday, I have no reason to stop you, so just go with him."
Finally he added:
"Don't worry, as long as Grandfather is here, no one will dare to touch you."
Feng Shu pursed his lips slightly, and nodded with obvious melancholy between his eyebrows:
"Yes, my grandson will not be able to see my grandfather after entering the palace. You must take care of yourself and wait for me to come back."
He lowered his head, wiped his lower eyelids with a handkerchief, then turned around and followed Jia Quanchu away.
On the bed.
Tai Fengjun looked at Feng Shu, who looked skinny and pitiful, with emotions rising and falling in his eyes. After a long silence, a firmness flashed across his eyes.
He raised his chin slightly, called a palace servant to one side and asked him to whisper something in his ear.
After hearing this, the palace servant's eyes flashed with surprise. He leaned forward, bowed, and walked towards the side room.
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