Using internal force to force someone to swallow medicine sounds like a good method, but although Zi Qiao knows some martial arts, she doesn't have internal force, so she naturally can't learn this skill.
Zi Qiao's face was full of anger at her own lack of self-improvement, and she said regretfully, "If only I had put in more effort when I was learning martial arts back then."
Looking again at Wei Shuwan lying on the couch, Zi Qiao said worriedly, "What about tonight's medicine..."
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Li Qingchen wanted to laugh, but he forced himself to remain calm: "Don't worry, I will come over again tonight."
After saying that, Li Qingchen made a move to leave, but Zi Qiao suddenly remembered something and glared at him, "Young Prince, please wait!"
Li Qingchen stopped, glancing at her with a hint of doubt. Zi Qiao quickly asked, "Young Prince, my lady is also unconscious. She probably can't swallow the medicine. Could you please help her?"
Li Qingchen frowned involuntarily, looking slightly troubled: "You should think of another way for Madam Wei. It would be inconvenient for me to go. Besides, with Lord Wei by your side taking care of her, he should have a solution."
Zi Qiao didn't believe this. Didn't she know whether her master knew kung fu or internal energy? However, since the young prince was unwilling, she, as a servant, couldn't force him to stay. She could only nod and watch him leave.
Just as Li Qingchen stepped into the outer room, he heard a commotion in the courtyard, realizing that someone was coming this way. If he went out now, he would definitely be seen. Without hesitation, he darted into the clean room behind the screen.
Zi Qiao was a little dumbfounded, but she quickly composed herself and bowed to Wei Zheng as he entered: "Master."
"How is Wanwan? Is she able to take her medicine?" Wei Zheng was worried about this, which is why he came over to check on her.
Zi Qiao truthfully replied, "Miss is still the same; she just took the medicine."
Wei Zheng paused in his steps, then turned to look at Zi Qiao in disbelief: "The medicine was given to you?"
Zi Qiao nodded vigorously: "At first, Miss refused to swallow, but I used a little internal force to help Miss swallow it."
Behind the screen, Li Qingchen curled his lips slightly, thinking to himself that, as expected, a maidservant resembles her master; this little maidservant is just as cunning and prone to lying as Wei Shuwan.
Wei Zheng nodded knowingly, with a half-smile: "It seems that having someone who knows martial arts by her side is a blessing for Wanwan."
"Then, sir, how is Madam? Has she taken her medicine?" Zi Qiao was also concerned about Sun Lu Rong.
Wei Zheng said, "Don't worry, Madam has taken her medicine."
Zi Qiao's eyes revealed a look of surprise: "I wonder how Master feeds Madam? This servant can learn it, just in case my internal energy doesn't work."
"Cough cough—" Wei Zheng put his hand to his mouth, cleared his throat, ignored Zi Qiao, and went straight into the inner room to see his daughter.
Can a husband and wife really be stumped by a bowl of medicine? But he couldn't very well say that to a mere maid.
Zi Qiao remained rooted to the spot, her eyes filled with confusion. Why didn't the master teach her the method he had?
A moment later, Zi Qiao remembered that the Little Prince Qiao Chuan was still hiding behind the screen. She quickly went over to remind him to take the opportunity to leave, but when she got behind the screen, there was no one there.
...
Miao Xiang was supposed to keep watch tonight, but Zi Qiao, wanting to avoid troubling two masters, told Miao Xiang to go to sleep early, while she herself stayed by Wei Shuwan's bedside, waiting for the young prince to arrive.
Zi Qiao would glance out the window every now and then, only to see the starlight shining brightly outside, casting a clear glow over the courtyard, but the young prince was nowhere to be seen.
Around the beginning of Hai hour, Zi Qiao yawned twice in a row and suddenly felt a shadow looming over her head. She turned around abruptly and was shocked to see the Little Prince Qiao Chuan right behind her. She was so startled that she jumped!
"Young Prince... why haven't you made a sound at all?" she complained softly.
Li Qingchen put his long finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet.
Zi Qiao noticed that his ears were twitching slightly, and after a long while, she heard him say, "Someone got up in the middle of the night when I arrived, but they've already gone back."
Zi Qiao nodded knowingly, only then belatedly realizing that it wasn't just Little Qiao Chuan King who had come; a woman was also following behind him. The woman looked very young, with a fair complexion and lipstick, but there was something strange about her…
Zi Qiao stared at the woman for a few more moments, and the woman seemed displeased, rolling her eyes at her. If it weren't for the presence of the young prince, Zi Qiao would not have let it go.
"Young Prince, who is this gentleman?"
Li Qingchen tilted his head slightly, but didn't actually look at the woman. He simply said, "Oh, this is a doctor I brought for your young lady. You and Yuan Que keep watch in the courtyard while I have her take your young lady's pulse."
"Yes." Zi Qiao acknowledged and withdrew to find Yuan Que in the courtyard. When she arrived, Yuan Que was sitting in the pavilion, idly counting the stars in the sky.
The night was long, so Zi Qiao had no choice but to join in, sitting opposite Yuan Que. The two of them chanted together: "One, two, three..."
Inside the house, Li Qingchen finally turned to look at the woman, his face full of disgust. He didn't say it aloud, but impatiently urged, "Hurry up and go."
Lu Beixing was also dissatisfied with his attire. He raised his hand to adjust his heavy, drooping bun and complained in a low voice, "My lord told me to come and treat patients, so why do I have to dress like this? Do you think my medical skills will be better if I dress up as a woman?"
Lu Beixing was nicknamed "Lu the King of Hell" because he was a master of poison; if he wanted to take someone's life at midnight, no one could survive until dawn.
But this fearsome King Yama is now dressed in a hibiscus and a rose, more flamboyant than a glamorous ghost.
Li Qingchen was initially too lazy to explain, but seeing that he seemed genuinely dissatisfied and was reluctant to do anything, he finally explained, "It's improper for a grown man like you to come to a young lady's boudoir. Having you dress up as a woman is to avoid any suspicion."
Upon hearing this explanation, King Yama Lu became even more unconvinced, frowning as he asked, "Then why didn't you dress up, my lord?"
Li Qingchen didn't answer, but merely glanced at him, causing Lu Yanwang to immediately deflate and lose his imposing manner. He spoke in a low voice, expressing his dissatisfaction: "Your Highness and Lady Wei are already engaged, so even if he were to sneak into her room at night, it would be understandable. But whether it's proper or not depends entirely on whether outsiders saw us."
As he spoke, King Lu looked around and said, "Look, it's dark and windy, and there's no one around. Who are we trying to avoid by?"
Li Qingchen's face, which had been relatively gentle, had now turned serious, and Lu Yanwang's imposing aura diminished once again.
He understood; his lord was trying to avoid suspicion so that it would be obvious to him!
She wanted to treat Lady Wei's illness herself, but didn't want to see the handsome young man get close to her, so she came up with this idea. Heh, it seems that when it comes to matters of the inner quarters, my lord is just an ordinary man.
While secretly grumbling to himself, Lu Beixing dared not utter a single word of protest. He obediently walked to the bedside and reached out to grasp Wei Shuwan's wrist, but suddenly stopped halfway, his hand hovering in mid-air. He turned to ask Li Qingchen, "If Your Majesty minds, I may place a handkerchief between Wei Shuwan's wrists."
"Or, suspending it by a thread would also work."
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