Those Years In Quest Of Honor Mine

It was fine if Zhong Wan didn't say anything, and when the words fell to the ground, Yan Pingshan looked at him with a bit more intolerance and pity.

Zhong Wan clutched his anger-stricken liver, and his tone of voice changed when he was angry, "We just talked for a few words, but we didn't do anything. I won't pursue the matter of the red eggs with you... I beg you, Don't bring hot water, I don't want to cry and take a bath, go do your own thing."

Yan Pingshan looked at Zhong Wan worriedly, and turned his head twice before walking away.

Zhong Wan rubbed the space between her brows, closed the door, walked to the basin by herself, and washed her wrists bit by bit in a trance.

Zhong Wan's complexion was pale, and several finger marks were pinched on his wrist.

Zhong Wan sighed deeply.

After 24 years of painstakingly practicing boy skills, it's just useless...

It's still fucking useless.

Zhong Wan thought of the thing she was emotionally moved just now, and wished she could plunge into the basin and drown herself, how could she meet Yu She again after this?

I still have to stay in Beijing, and I will lose every time I see him, and see him a few more times... All the little bit of face left in Yu She will be lost!

Zhong Wan wiped his hands, forced himself to stop thinking about Yu She, and went out to the backyard.

Xuan Rui's cheeks were flushed, his lips were white, his breathing was heavy, his chest heaved and heaved, his legs twitched from time to time, and he couldn't look worse.

Zhong Wan turned his head to look at the imperial physician standing in front of the hospital bed, and asked, "What's wrong with our lord? We've been taking the medicine according to the imperial physician's prescription for a whole day, and the illness hasn't improved at all. Do we need to change the medicine?"

The imperial doctor was very puzzled, "Looking at it yesterday, I thought the prince was suffering from the wind and cold, and suddenly had a sudden fever. Looking at it today... I don't think it's right."

With a foreigner around, Xuan Congxin sat behind the screen and said, "Originally, it was just a cold wind, and my elder brother didn't take it seriously, but for some reason, it suddenly caught fire, and people didn't cry anymore. I can't wake up, I drank a few doses of medicine, and the disease became more and more serious, now I vomit whatever I eat, and if this continues..."

Zhong Wan secretly put pressure on the imperial physician: "I could still eat at least two mouthfuls of porridge before, but now I can't feed anything... I'm afraid that my minor illness will turn into a serious illness if I procrastinate like this."

The imperial physician was also anxious, and hurriedly said: "Yes, please allow me to discuss with the other two imperial physicians and draw up a new prescription."

Zhong Wan nodded: "Troubleshooting."

The imperial doctor went there worried, Yan Pingshan lowered his voice and said anxiously, "They want to continue the treatment? Then when will we ask the emperor to resign?"

"The emperor sent them here, and they dare not be unsatisfied." Zhong Wan said softly, "It's okay, Xuanrui's illness is getting worse and worse, the imperial doctors don't want to be troubled in the future, and they will definitely tell the emperor even more when they go back, the emperor will not Trust us, but you will trust the imperial physician."

"The imperial doctors are afraid that Xuanrui will not be cured, and the emperor is also afraid that something will happen to us in Beijing. He can't tell." Zhong Wan said indifferently, "If we resign at that time, the emperor will be willing to get rid of our trouble."

Yan Pingshan thought for a while and nodded: "You're right, the emperor can't just let us go, no matter if it's true or false, it will take a while to heal the past, but... to let the prince suffer gone."

Yan Pingshan took off the wet handkerchief on Xuanrui's head, put on a new one, and worriedly said, "Take that medicine continuously...are you okay? I've been taking it for two days!"

Zhong Wan didn't care much and said, "It's okay."

Yan Pingshan looked at Xuanrui with a frown, still worried, looked at Zhong Wan, and asked in a low voice, "How many days did you eat?"

Zhong Wan said calmly: "Seventeen days."

Yan Pingshan was suffocated, a look of shame flashed in his eyes, he turned his head and stopped talking.

Zhong Wan smiled, but didn't take it to heart.

While speaking, Xuan Rui's shoulders shook twice, he suddenly turned over, and "wow" threw up at the spittoon under the bed.

Xuan Congxin covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm going back to my room first, let someone call me if something happens."

Let's go.

Zhong Wan looked at Xuanrui's appearance, and suddenly thought, is it the same when he took the medicine when he was young?

At that time...but Yu She took care of himself.

Zhong Wan desperately recalled, did she also vomit at that time?Is it the same... dirty look?

Yu She didn't throw himself out of the house?

Sure enough, he had a very good temper when he was a teenager.

Zhong Wan really couldn't remember whether he vomited or not at that time, but he could only be sure that the situation at that time would never be any worse than Xuan Rui's.

At that time, Zhong Wan was eager to convey the news to Old Madam Shi, so the people in Prince Yu's Mansion were naturally useless. Once the information passed on was obtained by someone who cared, it would implicate Old Madam Shi.

Apart from the servants in the mansion, the only one Zhong Wan can see is Yu She, but Zhong Wan doesn't trust Yu She, so he can only find another way.

An old imperial doctor in the imperial hospital had taken care of Zhong Wan since he was a child. Zhong Wan wanted to use him to contact Mrs. Shi, so he pretended to be sick for two days.

Zhong Wan was ill, Yu She would naturally invite the imperial physician, but it was not what Zhong Wan wanted.

Zhong Wan is on guard against Yu She, and Yu She is also on guard against Zhong Wan.

Yu She can't cause trouble for his father, and he doesn't want Zhong Wan to get burned.

Zhong Wan pretended to be sick for two days, and Yu She's confidant imperial physician poured down herbal clear fire decoction, which made her stomach ache from anger, and she had no choice but to find another way.

Zhong Wan used the introduction of his previous illness to sneak into the small medicine room in another hospital and stole a lot of medicinal materials. He couldn't avoid people brewing the medicine, so he could only grind the medicinal materials into fine powder, divide them into packets and hide them in his own Under the bed, swallow a pack raw every day.

In this way, Zhong Wan is really sick.

Zhong Wan was afraid of attracting Yu She's attention, so at first he honestly let Yu She's confidant imperial physician heal him, he took whatever medicine the imperial physician prescribed, and he would steal the medicine powder in the middle of the night when no one was around. Heavy.

After half a month, Zhong Wan lost a lot of weight and couldn't even get out of bed.

He was holding on to a thought in his mind, and he was still in good spirits, and he was still able to babble to Yu She: "Yu She... You lost your money this time, you spent so much money to get me here, and you didn't do anything. I have to pay for a pair of coffin boards every day."

Yu She sat on the chair beside him without saying a word.

Zhong Wan had a lot of things to do, so he asked again, "The outer and outer coffins... should be made of nanmu wood. I don't want pearls in my mouth, and I want jade cicadas. In this way, I will be reborn in the next life, and I will probably be a Wenqu star..."

There was a bit of sullenness in the young Yu She's eyes.

Zhong Wan was sick and dizzy, couldn't see at all, and was still trying to die: "You said... I, with my identity, where should I be buried in the future? My coffin is so good, don't bury me in a random grave outside the city Ah...will...will be poached away, but I probably won't be able to bury it back in our Zhong family's ancestral grave, I'm a slave, and I have no face to see my ancestors, then..."

Zhong Wan said helplessly: "Then I can only be buried in your house, can you bury me next to your tomb?"

The young man Yu She said in a low voice, "Why do you bury me next to me?"

Zhong Wan said calmly: "Otherwise I have nowhere to go. In the future, you can bury me with your Princess Yu, okay?"

"..." Yu She said, "You are buried with my princess? Then where am I going?!"

Zhong Wan teased the future Concubine Yu, wanting to laugh but not dare to laugh, "I don't want too much space, the worst thing is to make my coffin smaller, how about this, cough... order me a small coffin, Bury me between you and your concubine, so that after a hundred years, the three of us can live happily together in the underground palace..."

Yu She's voice was icy, "Zhong, Gui, Yuan."

Zhong Wan was startled, looked at Yu She strenuously, coughed twice, "What's wrong."

Yu She's eyes were red, and he walked to Zhong Wan's bed in two steps, pinched Zhong Wan's arm and said ruthlessly: "What exactly do you want, you'd better tell me right away! When you really die, your little ones The abacus doesn’t work at all.”

Zhong Wan's heart skipped a beat, he was going to pretend to be pitiful today, and begged Yu to pardon the old doctor who took care of him.

But never expected that Yu She had already guessed it.

"Put away all your little cleverness, I don't know how you made yourself sick, and I don't know what you want." Yu She said in a cold voice, "But if you continue to play like this, I can guarantee that you will definitely Find you a pit with the best geomantic omen in my ancestral grave!"

It was the first time for Yu She to lose his composure like this, Zhong Wan was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time before he said softly: "I...I want old doctor Liu to come and see me..."

Yu She pushed Zhong Wan away, and immediately ordered his servants to invite Imperial Physician Liu, and ordered all the servants to leave the room so that Zhong Wan and Imperial Physician Liu could speak secretly.

"When you see the person you want to see, you'd better get well soon."

Yu She gave Zhong Wan a cool look, and left.

After that, I didn't see Zhong Wan again.

And under Yu She's deliberate connivance, Zhong Wan successfully conveyed the news to Mrs. Shi.

Zhong Wan was so relieved, his spirit was relaxed, and the poison accumulated in his body for several days came back like a violent storm, and he was burned that day.

At that time, Lin Si had already been found by Yu She, and Xiao Lin Si anxiously followed him, taking care of Zhong Wan day and night, but Zhong Wan just couldn't wake up, and his illness didn't improve at all.

Lin Si doesn't know how to take care of people, he is clumsy, changing Zhong Wan's wet handkerchief can soak Zhong Wan's face with water, feeding Zhong Wan medicine can pour it down his neck, Yu She is holding back his breath, Ben was in a cold war with Zhong Wan, but seeing the state of the two of them, he couldn't bear it and sent Lin Si back to the stable, rolled up his sleeves, and took care of Zhong Wan himself.

Zhong Wan remembered that when he woke up again, he was lying in the arms of the boy Yu She.

Yu She took care of Zhong Wan for a few days, and was exhausted. He fell asleep leaning against the head of the bed with a handkerchief in his hand, and was used as a pillow by Zhong Wan who hadn't seen him in his dream.

……

Zhong Wan was just recovering from a serious illness at the time, so he didn't have the energy to think about anything else, but when he thinks about it now, his ears can't help but turn red.

Zhong Wan clearly remembered that when she woke up, her whole body was clean and fresh, and the underwear that Lin Si had splashed medicine on was nowhere to be seen. changed.

So... who changed them for themselves?

Zhong Wan looked at Xuanrui, who was sick and out of shape, and thought with a tingling scalp, he was also like this at the time?

Yu She took care of him like this for seven or eight days...how did he manage to take care of him?

Zhong Wan's face was horrified, and she didn't dare to think about it.

Knowing that Zhong Wan had taken the medicine for more than ten days, Yan Pingshan put his heart back into his stomach, and poured the medicine into Xuan Rui without mercy. Three days later, Xuan Rui's health became worse and worse, and the imperial physicians pleaded guilty to Emperor Chong'an one after another. In the name of Xuanyu, Zhong Wan handed over the book to Emperor Chong'an at the right time, and asked Emperor Chong'an to allow them to return to Qian'an for recuperation on the grounds that it was not suitable for recuperation because of the extreme cold in Beijing.

Emperor Chong'an may or may not be sure, he just said that he couldn't bear Xuanrui's illness, so he sent several imperial physicians over that day and gave him many tonics.

Zhong Wan understood Emperor Chong'an's thoughts: letting them go directly would make him appear as a cold uncle who doesn't care about his nephew's illness at all, so he must show concern to stay for a while, and then send them away as a trouble.

Zhong Wan felt relieved and began to explain to Yan Pingshan about going back to Qiannan.

The other courtyard of Prince Yu's Mansion.

Yu She played with a string of beads in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Already ready to leave?"

The spy knelt on the ground and nodded: "King Qian'an has been ill for several days, coughing non-stop when he got a little bit of cold air. ...I advise King Qian'an to go back to the south and recuperate slowly."

There was neither joy nor sadness in Yu She's eyes, and he said calmly, "Understood, let's go."

The spies left, and Yu She sat quietly.

When Steward Feng came to look for Yu She again after an hour, he was still in the same posture, motionless.

Steward Feng was most afraid of Yu She's eyes being lost in ecstasy. He thought something was wrong in his heart, so he approached with an apologetic smile, exchanged hot tea for Yu She, and said softly, "I just heard that King Qian'an is going back to his fiefdom?"

"The waves in the capital are treacherous." Yu She seemed to be talking to himself, "He doesn't want the children of King Ning to be implicated, so he has to leave again."

No need for Yu She to go into details, butler Feng knew who this "he" was talking about, Steward Feng was secretly anxious, last time he had a lot of conversations with Zhong Wan, but Zhong Wan didn't let go of his promise, whether he should stay or not.

Putting myself in the shoes of others, it is naturally better not to stay.

How comfortable it is to go to Qian'an to be the emperor of Tu!

Steward Feng looked up at Yu She, secretly complaining, but what about this one?

Feng Butler remembered Yu She's smile and said that he was going to jump into the ice cave a few days ago, and he was terrified. He became ruthless, and vowed in his heart that he would be Zhong Wan's cow in the next life. Not necessarily."

Yu She looked at Steward Feng.

Butler Feng put the changed hot tea by Yu She's hand, "King Qian'an will never go to Beijing again when he returns this time. Master Zhong is worthy of King Ning, so... don't you have to do it?" Followed back?"

Yu She's face was like sinking water, and he didn't speak.

Butler Feng said again: "How do I remember... Young Master Zhong's deed of sale is still in your hands?"

Yu She said indifferently: "Yes."

"That's it." Feng Butler smiled, "Of course, it would be too hurtful to mention the sell-off contract, so we don't need to talk about it. Young Master Zhong lived in our house, and we... treated him as well. good."

Yu She's tone was calm: "Not bad? I lived here for half a year and got sick several times."

"Ah... yes." Steward Feng sneered, and then said, "If you don't mention this, the prince himself doesn't want Master Zhong to stay?"

Yu She listened quietly, without speaking.

Steward Feng suggested in a low voice: "Think about it, Young Master Zhong. He has a good appearance and a good temper. If you can keep him in the mansion..."

Yu She couldn't help recalling how Zhong Wan was lying in his arms a few days ago, his throat suddenly felt itchy, and he took a sip from the tea cup.

Steward Feng felt that there was something to be done, and said in a low voice: "You want to keep Young Master Zhong, and you have a reason to do so. The Qian'an Palace will never dare to rob you."

Yu She's eyes moved slightly.

Butler Feng said to himself: "If you have this thought, the old servant will give you an order in advance, um...do you want to prepare some sweat medicine?"

sweat medicine...

For no reason, Yu She thought of Zhong Wan's illness many years ago.

The young Zhong Wan had a fever at that time, and fell asleep all day long. Yu She had to work hard every time he gave him medicine, and he couldn't rest assured after taking the medicine. Knowing how to kick the quilt, Yu She sat next to Zhong Wan and read a book all day long, when he saw him kick the quilt, he put down the book and went to him to tuck it in. It's okay to say, the worst time is when Zhong Wan is cold.

The young Zhong Wan was very clingy when he fell asleep, and when he felt cold, he leaned on Yu She who was beside him, pulled Yu She's clothes and tied them into Yu She's arms, Yu She blushed, and couldn't push it away. Afraid that he would fall off the bed, she could only hug him tightly.

This person was also very unruly, he was blinded by fever, he fumbled around, once he actually put his hand into Yu She's coat and pulled the skirt of Yu She's clothes, and Yu She was so angry that he wanted to leave him to fend for himself.

Of course, he was not left behind in the end.

Give the current Zhong Wan a bowl of perspiration medicine, will he still be the same as when he was young, will...

Yu She closed his eyes and poured down a cup of tea.