Wen Qingci paused, slowly put the pen aside, and subconsciously looked out the door.
The imperial physician beside him was still staring blankly at the papers covered with words on the desk. He didn't react at all and didn't even realize that all the important figures of Taishu Palace were gathered here today.
—What Wen Qingci just said to him was too shocking.
The imperial physician's talk of "stealing skills" was not a joke or a casual remark.
Worried that Wen Qingci really didn't want to stay in Yongdu, he cured Xie Bufeng's illness and left.
The imperial physician took every opportunity to deliver medicine to discuss medicine with Wen Qingci and ask him to answer his questions.
Not only did he ask questions himself, but he also compiled the questions from his colleagues into a book and asked them together.
A few days ago, a third-rank official outside the palace suffered from unbearable abdominal pain, nausea and vomiting, and was bedridden at home.
The palace physician went to see him and prescribed several medicines, but they were of little use.
So he had no choice but to ask him to give the records and detailed medical cases to Wen Qingci.
Before the eunuch's announcement came, Wen Qingci had just written down the diagnosis of "heat in the gallbladder and stones".
At the same time, the dosage of Zhongjing's prescription based on Bupleurum chinense was increased and the first dose of medicine was prescribed.
So far, everything is normal.
After prescribing the medicine, Wen Qingci added: "This prescription can relieve abdominal pain and the body temperature will gradually return to normal, but it cannot cure the disease."
"Then how can we cure it completely?" the young doctor asked.
Wen Qingci paused for a moment and replied, "The gallbladder must be removed."
"C-cut off?!"
My colleague, are you kidding me
Our bodies and hair are given by our parents, and we dare not damage them.
This kind of joke is not allowed!
After experiencing the Lianhe incident, he, like most people, gradually accepted the method of dissecting corpses to explore the cause of the disease.
But that doesn't mean he can accept taking organs from a living person...
Even if we throw ethical principles aside.
Can a person still live well after being dissected
Is this action saving lives or costing lives
Wen Qingci's words were too absurd and unrealistic to the ears of people of this era.
It can even be called crazy.
The young doctor felt a chill on his back, and he suddenly remembered the doctor Wen who was known as the "Fairy-faced Rakshasa"...
Now it seems that the person next to him may not only look like him, but also do things in a similar way.
He subconsciously wanted to observe Wen Qingci's expression, but was blocked by the veil.
But Wen Qingci had already read his thoughts from his tone just now.
"This is not a joke," Wen Qingci said as he carefully wrote down his final diagnosis on a piece of paper.
From then on, the young doctor stood there completely, unable to move.
Until the eunuch's voice came from outside the house, Wen Qingci gently patted his arm and said in a low voice: "Let's go out to welcome the emperor."
This is the rule of Taishu Palace.
"Ah?" The doctor was stunned for a moment, and finally reacted and nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay..."
After he finished speaking, he immediately put down what he was holding, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and walked out of the ear room with Wen Qingci.
There were not many people in the front yard of the Imperial Medical Bureau. At this moment, everyone walked out of the hall and waited at the edge of the yard with their backs bent.
The evening sunlight makes the shadows especially long.
The imperial physician standing next to Wen Qingci, while waiting for the distinguished guest to arrive, kept stealing glances at the people around him, trying to find something unusual on Wen Qingci's body, or waiting for the other party to tell him that what he just said was just a joke.
However, Wen Qingci always behaved the same as before.
The footsteps got closer, and the empress dowager, dressed in a maroon palace dress, finally appeared in Wen Qingci's sight together with Concubine Hui and Prince Heng Xie Guanzhi.
Before everyone started to salute, she said calmly, "No need to salute."
Accompanied by the words "Thank you, Queen Mother, for your grace", he led his men to the side hall.
Although the etiquette was waived, everyone on duty in the front hall still had to stand here waiting for the emperor.
The front yard of the Imperial Medical Bureau was not big, and the door of the side hall was also open.
The words from inside the door reached everyone's ears sporadically.
Today, Concubine Hui was particularly attentive.
“… I heard that your Majesty was ill a while ago, so I asked for a Buddha statue from the temple to pray for your Majesty.”
"You are so thoughtful, Toffee." Xie Bufeng's tone was not much different from usual. "I am really sorry for the trouble."
As she spoke, Concubine Hui also raised her head and silently glanced behind the pearl curtain.
After vaguely seeing that Xie Bufeng looked fine, she felt relieved.
Seeing Xie Bufeng being polite to her, Concubine Hui hurriedly said, "Your Majesty is the ruler of a country, and your health is also a state matter. Why bother with that?"
Now that the deposed emperor is dead, Concubine Hui no longer has to pretend as she did in the past.
Although her tone was still a little exaggerated, her expression was much calmer than usual.
Obviously, this is what Concubine Hui usually looks like.
After being polite, she did not forget to close the distance and ask, "I wonder how your Majesty is now, are you still feeling unwell?"
Xie Bufeng slowly twirled the teacup in his hand, his eyes passing through the beaded curtain and out the window.
After a pause, he shook his head and said, "I met a doctor in Lianhe. Thanks to his care, I have recovered almost completely."
After confirming that Xie Bufeng was in good health and would survive until the enthronement, Concubine Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Xie Guanzhi, who had been standing beside her and had not spoken a word, suddenly spoke up: "I didn't expect that a quack doctor would have such a skill..."
As he spoke, he clenched his hands involuntarily.
After all, he almost died at the hands of the other party, so Xie Guanzhi was still a little afraid of Xie Bufeng.
The sword that Xie Bufeng nailed next to him when he was digging the coffin left a deep psychological trauma on Xie Guanzhi.
After returning to Yongdu, he suffered from nightmares for several months.
The fear that had been engraved into his soul forced him to swallow the rest of his words - I wonder whose medical skills are better, Doctor Wen or not
Xie Guanzhi resisted the urge to say the most outrageous words, but the next second, Concubine Hui still looked behind the pearl curtain nervously, trying to see Xie Bufeng's expression and judge whether he was angry or not.
Why does my son always run into bad luck
No wonder when I said I wanted to come and see Xie Bufeng, he agreed so readily.
It turned out that the abacus was placed here.
The story of Xie Bufeng and that quack doctor had already spread throughout Yongdu.
Of course, Concubine Hui had also heard about it.
But no matter whether he was just a "substitute" or Xie Bufeng really fell in love with her, it was Xie Bufeng's private matter and had nothing to do with others.
Unexpectedly, Xie Guanzhi did not ask questions about Wen Qingci, but Xie Bufeng actually nodded and took the initiative to mention that person: "Qingci is also a man of the Jianghu."
His tone was very natural, nothing like the crazy look he had more than a year ago.
I no longer even consider "Wenqingci" a taboo, as if I have really... let it go.
Hearing this, Xie Guanzhi raised his head in disbelief and looked at Xie Bufeng.
Although he also felt that Xie Bufeng's change was "normal", it was a good thing that he was no longer obsessed with a dead person.
But thinking about what happened before, Xie Guanzhi's mental activities suddenly became interesting.
"It was such a big deal back then, but now you are comparing him to a doctor you have only known for a few months? In a few days, won't Wen Qingci be replaced by him?"
"I didn't know he could be so cold to Wen Qingci. I really misjudged him."
As he was speaking, Xie Bufeng happened to pick up the teacup.
As he raised his hand, the off-white wool bracelet slid down from his wrist and fell into Xie Guanzhi's eyes.
"It turns out that even this bracelet has a new one."
Seeing this scene, Xie Guanzhi couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart.
Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive.
The nightmare of being almost killed by Xie Bufeng's sword has not yet dissipated.
But seeing Xie Bufeng took the initiative to mention Wen Qingci, Xie Guanzhi was silent for a moment, but still couldn't help but say something cryptic: "Comparing him with Doctor Wen... It seems that His Majesty really thinks highly of this doctor."
On the surface, Xie Guanzhi's words were talking about the medical skills of the two.
In fact, everyone in the side hall could hear that he was describing something else.
Concubine Hui glared at Xie Guanzhi fiercely.
Xie Guanzhi pursed his lips and lowered his head, pretending not to see it.
"Of course," Xie Bufeng's voice was not only not unhappy at all, but even had a bit of smile and attachment, "In my eyes, no one in this world can compare to him."
No one compares...
Xie Bufeng's voice could be clearly heard in the silent courtyard.
This sentence is like a confession, or it is a confession.
All the people waiting for the emperor turned their eyes to Wen Qingci at the same time.
The relationship between your majesty and Doctor Wen is well known to everyone, so when he said this... did he confirm the rumors about him and that quack doctor
For a moment, everyone forgot to conceal the shock in their eyes.
Wen Qingci, standing in the yard, couldn't help but lower his head.
He was not used to being looked at like this.
This was not the first time Wen Qingci heard Xie Bufeng express his affection for him.
What was different from before was that this time, the distance between them suddenly widened.
Therefore, Wen Qingci did not feel at a loss as in the past, but subconsciously held his breath and was clearly aware that his heart beat faster because of the other party's words.
Although I was still struggling with what Wen Qingci said about opening the abdomen and removing the gallbladder.
But when Wen Qingci was being stared at by everyone, the imperial physician beside him very righteously took half a step diagonally forward and firmly blocked Wen Qingci, who was dressed in moon-white, behind him.
"Thank you." After saying this, Wen Qingci, who had been standing for a long time, couldn't help but cough lightly twice.
"It's okay, it's okay," the doctor shook his head quickly. After a few seconds, he suddenly raised his voice slightly and said, "Be careful!"
Wen Qingci subconsciously looked towards the other side of the open space.
—A rabbit suddenly appeared from the bushes and jumped to his feet.
"Hey! Don't run!" The next second, Xie Fuyin's voice floated over along with the rabbit's figure.
Everyone in the open space looked in that direction at the same time.
At this time, Xie Fuyin, who was wearing a light pink palace dress, ran in from outside the courtyard, holding up the hem of her skirt.
Behind her, the nanny and Ming Liu followed, and they lowered their voices to remind her, "Princess, go slowly, don't be in a hurry!"
"It's okay, it's okay!" Xie Fuyin waved his hands, with no intention of slowing down.
This scene before his eyes had been played out countless times before Wen Qingci's eyes.
In an instant, Wen Qingci seemed to have returned to more than a year ago, back to when he was still "Doctor Wen"...
—
After not seeing him for more than a year, Xie Fuyin has grown a lot.
She has delicate features and a rosy face, and is as cute as a fairy.
Wen Qingci saw that Xie Fuyin had a bamboo basket on his arm, which was filled with hay and dried fruits, probably used to feed rabbits.
This rabbit has been raised in the Imperial Medical Bureau for so long that it is no longer afraid of people.
Seeing Xie Fuyinran jogging behind it, it thought it was playing with it.
The rabbit was not afraid at all and even crawled into the crowd.
Then, by chance, he bumped into Wen Qingci.
"Help me catch it!" Xie Fuyin's crisp voice came from Wen Qingci's ears.
He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at where Xie Fuyin was.
After looking at each other, he finally confirmed that Xie Fuyin was really talking to him just now...
Wen Qingci's mood couldn't help but be gripped.
fine…
He took a deep breath and repeatedly told himself that Xie Fuyin was still a child.
She probably wouldn't recognize herself.
After a pause of a few seconds, Wen Qingci finally turned around.
"Yes, Your Highness."
Unlike the imperial physicians who were just nodding acquaintances in the past, Wen Qingci and Xie Fuyin were very familiar with each other.
He subconsciously lowered his voice, slowly bent down, and while the rabbit didn't react, he took it into his arms with his right hand and rubbed its cheek with his fingers habitually.
There were people standing on both sides of Wen Qingci.
He paused for a moment, but finally resigned himself to his fate, holding the rabbit and walking out slowly.
"Your Highness, this is for you."
Wen Qingci slowly squatted down and handed the rabbit to Xie Fuyin.
Unexpectedly, Xie Fuyin did not take the rabbit into his arms immediately, but wrinkled his nose and said "Huh" in some confusion.
Why did she feel that the smell of this stranger was somewhat familiar
It smells bitter and fragrant, as if I have smelled it somewhere before.
Seeing Xie Fuyin standing there motionless, Ming Liu, who was following behind her, couldn't help but remind her: "Your Highness, quickly bring the little rabbit back."
Worried that she would disturb Xie Bufeng, Xie Fuyin was brought out by Ming Liu and the others not long after she went in.
The little girl was grumbling with reluctance just now, but after seeing the rabbit, she forgot everything.
"Oh, okay!" Xie Fuyin came back to his senses.
Wen Qingci gently handed the rabbit out of his arms.
His left hand still couldn't move properly, and his movements became a little slow.
The rabbit was restless.
The moment Wen Qingci handed it over, it suddenly took advantage of the force to leap, trying to jump out of the man's arms.
Wen Qingci subconsciously raised his left hand, trying to stop it.
But the next second, his hands fell down weakly.
Wen Qingci's heart suddenly tightened.
He immediately got up and planned to look for a rabbit.
This time, Xie Fuyin finally raised his head and looked at Wen Qingci with suspicion.
She finally remembered that she had smelled that bitter fragrance on Mr. Wen before!
But... didn't my mother say that Mr. Wen had "passed away"
"Wait!" Xie Fuyin called out to Wen Qingci, ran over and stood in front of him.
Ming Liu tried to stop him, but failed.
And just at this moment, a gust of evening breeze suddenly blew in from somewhere, gently lifting the gauze curtain on the veil.
Raise it in a small arc.
The soft gauze curtain brushed across Wen Qingci's chin.
But his face was not revealed.
The people around just took a glance and then looked away.
However, Xie Fuyin is different from them.
Xie Fuyin stood there blankly, staring at Wen Qingci without blinking, and even forgot about catching the rabbit.
Unlike adults.
She was only as tall as Wen Qingci's waist, and when the gauze curtain was lifted, she saw a familiar silhouette from below.
Xie Fuyin's eyes widened, and he called out cautiously, "... Wen, Mr. Wen?"
"is it you?"
Her voice was not loud at all, but the courtyard was too quiet at that moment.
Apart from the faint sound of conversation coming from the side hall, the only sound in everyone's ears was their own breathing.
Mr. Wen?!
Could the person Her Royal Highness the Princess is talking about be... Wen Qingci
Wen Qingci has been able to come and go freely in the front yard these days.
The eunuchs, palace maids and guards who were guarding here had all seen him.
Some of the elderly people who had stayed in Taishu Palace before the palace coup also discovered similarities between this doctor and Wen Qingci during their interactions.
But... then again, if he didn't look like him, Xie Bufeng wouldn't have to ask him to be a substitute.
Therefore, after Xie Fuyin said this, everyone's first reaction was that Her Royal Highness the Princess might have recognized the wrong person.
Wen Qingci was stunned for a moment and shook his head involuntarily.
But how could Xie Fuyin, who was still a child, know so much
Thinking of the other person's left arm that was difficult to lift, she was almost certain that the person in front of her was Wen Qingci.
The little girl's eyes instantly turned red, and she completely put the matter of the rabbit aside.
She cried out "Wow", then ran over and hugged Wen Qingci tightly, not letting him leave: "Mr. Wen, wuwu... They all said you would never come back. I, I miss you so much..."
This time, the little girl's voice reached everyone's ears clearly.
—Including the few people in the side hall who had already visited Xie Bufeng and were preparing to leave.
Xie Guanzhi couldn't help but frown and slowly turned around to look outside the hall.
Reason told Wen Qingci that he should push Xie Fuyin away and pretend not to know her.
But Xie Fuyin's hoarse voice and unstoppable sobbing could not make Wen Qingci have the heart to do such a thing...
Especially when Xie Fuyin raised her head while crying and looked at her with her beautiful amber eyes.
"Wow... I miss you so much, Mr. Wen. My brother and I miss you so much..."
Xie Fuyin hugged Wen Qingci's waist tightly, fearing that he would leave again.
Tears fell from the corners of Xie Fuyin's eyes like crystal beads, and he couldn't stop them.
Wen Qingci clenched it into his palm, then slowly relaxed it.
The young imperial physician standing next to Wen Qingci couldn't help but clench his teeth.
He, like everyone else here, thought Xie Fuyin had recognized the wrong person...
It seems that this colleague of mine has also developed true feelings for Your Majesty.
Now that he is reminded of his identity as a "stand-in", will he mind
Thinking of this, the imperial physician felt a little reluctant.
However, just when he was about to muster up the courage to comfort Xie Fuyin and hand the little princess over to the wet nurse, Wen Qingci slowly raised his hand and touched the little princess's head.
The imperial physician standing by held his breath instantly.
Everyone was also shocked by Wen Qingci's actions.
This quack doctor has been in Taishu Palace for so long, but he still hasn't figured out his identity? !
Or did he really think that he, having received the favor of His Majesty, could have the final say with the princess
"Oh!" The wet nurse who was in charge of taking care of Xie Fuyin was the first to get anxious, "Your Highness, please come back soon. You, you recognized the wrong person, do you know that?" The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, but the surroundings were too quiet, and her voice was still clearly heard by everyone.
Despite Xie Fuyin's rebuttal, the little girl shook her head stubbornly and said loudly: "No, I saw him, he is Mr. Wen—"
At the same time, I cried even more sadly.
Before everyone could react, footsteps were suddenly heard in front of the side hall.
Xie Guanzhi and his group walked out of the hall.
He was wearing a goose yellow brocade robe, his eyes full of disgust.
Xie Guanzhi glanced at this side from a distance, lowered his voice and said: "Princess, don't joke, he... he has already passed away, didn't you see the burial with your own eyes? You'd better say less and let him be quiet."
There was also a hint of nasality in his voice.
Children's concept of life and death is inherently vague.
But Xie Fuyin still understood the word "embalmed" and thought of the scene of Wen Qingci being nailed into the coffin.
She cried even more sadly.
Not only did she hold Wen Qingci's clothes tightly to prevent him from leaving, she even sobbed and said, "Mr. Wen, no, please don't leave, okay? I miss you so much, and so does my brother. I can't even sleep at night... And, my mother and my brother Guanzhi, they miss you too!"
Xie Fuyin couldn't utter any complex sentences.
He just called out a bunch of names in front of Wen Qingci.
Only then did he realize that even Ming Liu had silently folded clothes and quilts with yellow paper during the Cold Clothes Festival, thinking of him.
Wen Qingci's hand, which was touching the top of Xie Fuyin's head, paused for a moment, and then began to tremble slightly.
At this time, the Queen Mother and Concubine Hui also walked out from the side hall.
Seeing Xie Guanzhi arguing with a little girl here, Concubine Hui frowned and wanted to come over and ask Xie Guanzhi to leave.
But when she saw the moon-white figure from afar, the empress dowager's heart suddenly felt a pain.
Wenqing Ci.
It was indeed him.
"No need." The Queen Mother slowly raised her hand and stopped Concubine Hui by her side.
“… No need?” Concubine Hui was stunned for a moment. Seeing the Queen Mother’s obviously dazed expression and eyes, a terrible thought suddenly occurred to her mind, and her hands and feet turned cold at this moment.
Could that quack doctor really be Wen Qingci
But how is that possible? Isn't he already dead
At some point, Xie Bufeng actually walked out of the hall.
Everyone held their breath.
No one dared to look up, let alone speak out a warning.
Everyone was terrified and waiting to see how this farce would end.
The setting sun sank into the pavilion at this moment.
All the servants knelt here, and no one dared to leave and light the lamp.
It was already dusk all around.
It is a new moon tonight and the sky is empty.
There was only a patch of moonlight on the ground, like moonlight falling to the ground.
Wen Qingci rubbed Xie Fuyin's head and gently closed his eyes.
After a pause, he finally bent down and held Xie Fuyin, who was still sobbing softly, in his arms.
—
At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Wen Qingci.
No one noticed that the young emperor in black in front of the side hall also clenched his fists at this moment.
The little princess slowly raised her hand and touched the veil on Wen Qingci's head.
—She did it just out of curiosity.
Xie Bufeng was so nervous that he couldn't breathe in an instant.
Both he and Wen Qingci understood what this veil hat represented.
—It represents the identity of “Doctor Wen”, represents all the shackles associated with this identity, and represents Wen Qingci’s heavy past.
No one can wear a veil for a lifetime and remain anonymous forever.
Wen Qingci, wearing it, will one day leave Yongdu and return to the Valley of Divine Doctors.
Only by taking it off can Wen Qingci have a chance to stay by his side.
She seemed to realize that there was something wrong with her brother's gaze.
Xie Fuyin finally dropped his hands, and instead hugged Wen Qingci's neck, crying softly.
But the person holding her stood there for a long time without moving, standing stiffly in the same place.
At this moment, Wen Qingci thought a lot.
He always thought that his "death" would be a grand event.
There was no wiggle room at that point.
This has certainly been the case over the past year.
At least before meeting Lianhe, Wen Qingci thought that he would never return to Yongdu and see his old friends again.
After returning to the palace, he was still struggling but could not find the answer.
Until this moment... Wen Qingci saw the unconcealable sadness in the little girl's eyes.
He suddenly didn't want anyone to feel sad because of him anymore.
He clearly realized that more than that, he also wanted the book "Xinglin Jie'e" and those concepts that were ahead of this era to spread from here.
There will never be another Shanyujian in the world.
The quack doctor from Songxiu Prefecture cannot do this.
But the imperial physician Wen Qingci can.
Wen Qingci's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, as if it was about to burst through his chest in the next second.
The blood also became boiling hot at this moment.
Wen Qingci slowly hugged Xie Fuyin tightly.
The light around me was getting dimmer and dimmer.
Xie Bufeng bit his lips tightly for some reason.
Seeing that Wen Qingci did not move for a long time, Xie Bufeng, who had just confessed his love to him in the hall and remained calm, suddenly became nervous and afraid.
The blood in Xie Bufeng's body stagnated at this moment.
The courtyard was silent.
Xie Bufeng took another deep breath, finally laughed at himself, and stepped forward.
Realizing that he would not get an answer, he planned to take his sister out of Wen Qingci's arms.
However, at the moment when the footsteps echoed in the courtyard.
Wen Qingci's voice suddenly rang out.
He suddenly lowered his head and smiled gently at Xie Fuyin: "Your Highness, you have grown taller."
Xie Guanzhi's eyes widened at this moment.
At this moment, only Xie Bufeng could hear... Wen Qingci's voice was trembling slightly.
It turns out that he is not as calm as he thought...
Great joy enveloped him at this moment.
Wen Qingci's left hand, hanging by his side, felt a dull pain from the night wind.
But he still gritted his teeth stubbornly, raised his hand with great difficulty, and then slowly placed his fingers on the brim of his hat.
The moon-white sleeves slid down from the wrists, revealing a pale skin covered with hideous scars.
After pausing for a few seconds, Wen Qingci finally exerted force and took off the veil.
Then, the veil fell gently to the ground due to lack of force, making a slight sound.
But at this time no one paid attention to the veil anymore.
Everyone turned their eyes to Wen Qingci.
In an instant, the black hair tied into a ponytail swayed gently behind Wen Qingci.
Like a black waterfall cascading down.
—The dark pupils, the thin straight nose, the bright red lips, and the bright red cinnabar on the center of the eyebrows appeared in front of everyone.
There was a faint smile on his lips.
His expression was indifferent and gentle, just like it was back then.
This, this is impossible.
Wen Qing Ci…
He is actually Wen Qingci!
It turned out that the person who lifted the siege of Lianhe was Wen Qingci.
No wonder, no wonder... It turns out that only he can do all this.
The imperial physician standing next to Wen Qingci swayed and almost fell heavily to the ground.
Under the cover of night, a sound of people gasping for air was heard in the courtyard.
The stars are rising and the Milky Way is upside down.
All of this has become a foil behind Wen Qingci.
Everyone's ears were buzzing.
The brain also loses the ability to think.
After a long while, no one in the courtyard spoke.
The person who finally broke the peace was still Wen Qingci.
He held Xie Fuyin in his arms and walked slowly towards the side hall.
Xie Bufeng suddenly felt at a loss.
He gazed deeply at Wen Qingci, greedily tracing Wen Qingci's face over and over again with his eyes under the starlight.
However, before he reached the outside of the hall, Wen Qingci stopped.
He gently handed Xie Fuyin in his arms to the Queen Mother.
"Fu Yin, good boy," the Queen Mother said softly as she took Xie Fu Yin back into her arms, "Do you remember? Mr. Wen's arm is injured. Can I hold you instead?"
After crying, Xie Fuyin finally remembered this.
She nodded while sniffing, turned around and hugged her mother's neck obediently.
Just when Wen Qingci wanted to leave, the Queen Mother suddenly said, "Mr. Wen, wait a moment."
Her palms were already covered with a thin layer of sweat.
She had been in the palace for twenty years, and it was rare for her to be so nervous: "I have heard about the good deeds of Doctor Wen in Lianhe. Now the original prescriptions and methods of diagnosing the epidemic have been spread to various prefectures... Although I have never studied medicine, I also know that the most taboo in practicing medicine is to read from the book. So... I wonder if Mr. Wen is willing to stay here and teach these medical principles to the imperial physician?"
Although the Queen Mother has not come to the Imperial Medical Bureau recently, she does not know what Xie Bufeng did to Wen Qingci.
But nothing that happened in the outside world escaped her eyes.
—Xie Bufeng spread Wen Qingci’s theory.
This is for the world as well as for himself.
Xie Bufeng wanted to tell Wen Qingci that he could fulfill his wish with the power of the emperor.
And wanted to use this to keep him.
At this moment the Queen Mother finally made it clear and put it on the table.
After he finished speaking, he let out a long sigh and looked at Wen Qingci quietly.
The Queen Mother's words just now were not an order, but a veiled inquiry.
Many "skills" of this era were kept secret. Wen Qingci did not keep secret what prescriptions he used in Lianhe, which was already the most he could do. It was normal for him to refuse.
The Queen Mother deliberately asked this in front of so many people.
If Wen Qingci does not want to stay in Yongdu in the future, I will do my best to help him regain his freedom.
The neatly trimmed and dyed nails pierced deeply into the palm of the hand without knowing when.
After realizing what his mother wanted to do, Xie Bufeng suddenly stepped forward and hugged Wen Qingci tightly from behind.
His action startled everyone.
The Queen Mother was about to say something, but the next moment she discovered that there was a glimmer of light in Xie Bufeng's eyes.
There were tears in his eyes.
The Queen Mother paused for a moment, then turned around and said, "Step aside—"
"Yes, Queen Mother."
In just a few minutes, several major events occurred.
The frightened crowd came to their senses and immediately retreated from the Imperial Medical Office.
The Queen Mother also carried Xie Fuyin and left the courtyard.
But in a blink of an eye, the courtyard was empty, with only Wen Qingci and Xie Bufeng left.
"Your Majesty..."
"Wait a moment." Xie Bufeng carefully placed a kiss on Wen Qingci's cheek.
The Queen Mother looked overly nervous just now.
Although he couldn't hear what she was thinking, Xie Bufeng had already guessed about 70% of it before she opened her mouth.
He did not stop his mother.
As they spent more time together... Xie Bufeng no longer just wanted to lock Wen Qingci by his side and possess his body.
But she wanted him to fall in love with her too.
He has always been greedy.
As he had carved out his own kingdom on the battlefield, he disdained despicable plunder.
Xie Bufeng's voice was hoarse and muffled: "I know that you picked up the hand warmer I gave you... from the rainstorm in the Yinchuan Grand Canal. Qingci, you know how dangerous that water is."
Wen Qingci's heart was shaken, and his left arm suddenly felt numb.
He heard Xie Bufeng ask himself:
"So, you really have no feelings for me at all?"
Xie Bufeng is guiding Wen Qingci to recall: "When I told you that I fell in love with a man, did you feel disgust towards me... or something else? Qingci, only you know the answer to this question."
Wen Qingci's thoughts were forced to become clear.
yes.
I know how dangerous the Yinchuan Grand Canal is during heavy rain.
But I still picked up the hand warmer...
Even though I know it clearly, when we meet again, Xie Bufeng and I will be enemies rather than friends.
The memories that Wen Qingci had suppressed deep in his heart became clearer.
He recalled the moment when Xie Bufeng told him that he liked men.
The first thing that came to my mind was - is it possible that, unlike what was written in the original book, I could send Xie Bufeng to the battlefield with my own hands
Wen Qingci's body began to tremble slightly.
At that time, I no longer wanted to disappoint Xie Bufeng, and I didn't want him to be sad.
Wen Qingci wanted to turn around and look at Xie Bufeng, but the person behind him held him tightly in his arms, not wanting him to turn around and see his own vulnerability.
Xie Bufeng's tone was no longer as calm as usual, but rather a bit more helpless and flustered:
"I don't know what to do, I just want to give you the best I can."
Thinking of the secretive expressions on everyone's faces when they talked about the dragon boat and the empty coffin, Xie Bufeng even said cautiously: "If you don't like what I did, then I will ask the world to forget it, okay?"
"… Wen Qingci, save me again. Okay?"
Although he is extremely wealthy and controls the world, Xie Bufeng at this moment seems like a mortal who is praying to the gods for salvation.
Lights were turned on outside the Imperial Medical Bureau.
When the light reached here, it was already extremely dim.
The shadows of the two people became long and blurred.
Wen Qingci slowly raised his hand and placed it on Xie Bufeng's arm.
He set his gaze on the shadow.
Xie Bufeng is much taller than himself.
My figure was completely blocked by him.
In the empty courtyard, only Xie Bufeng's shadow was left, swaying with the candlelight.
Looks lonely and pitiful.
Wen Qingci's thoughts became confused because of this fact.
At this moment, he suddenly realized... that he cared about Xie Bufeng.
That may not be the care a doctor gives to his patient, nor is it the care a minister gives to his emperor.
It's an ordinary person caring about another ordinary person.
Care about his joy and sorrow, care about his liveliness and loneliness.
Even... I didn't even appreciate the touch and kiss, and indulged his madness.
Feeling the person trembling under him, Xie Bufeng stopped talking.
The night wind blew, bringing a little chill.
Xie Bufeng hugged the person in his arms tightly.
At the moment when the other person's breath was close to him again, Wen Qingci suddenly realized... This kind of care that blurred the boundaries between each other was called "like".
Wen Qingci's breathing suddenly stopped.
My brain is completely blank at this moment.
It was quiet all around.
The only sound left was breathing and the rustling of the treetops in the night wind.
Time seemed to stop.
The next moment, the silence was broken.
The gentle knocking sounded particularly harsh in the night.
The Queen Mother's voice came vaguely from a distance: "Doctor Wen, have you made up your mind?"
She was worried that Xie Bufeng might do something excessive, so she couldn't help but warn him loudly outside the yard.
The balance was broken at this moment.
"Your Majesty," Wen Qingci paused for a few seconds, then lowered his eyes and smiled. His clear and melodious voice came from Xie Bufeng's arms, "Can I answer this question?"
“…Okay.” Xie Bufeng slowly closed his eyes.
Like waiting for fate's decision.
The arms that were capable of wielding a heavy sword countless times, at this moment, actually lost the power to restrain the person in their arms.
Wen Qingci's gaze was still on the long shadow.
I like Xie Bufeng.
But he, who was just beginning to understand love, didn't know how to measure this love? How deep was it, how shallow was it
As a lifelong doctor, he perhaps understands the weight of responsibility and promise better than anyone else.
So... Wen Qingci decided to give himself and Xie Bufeng a chance.
He slowly held the hand that Xie Bufeng had placed on his shoulder.
The cold and delicate touch gently pulled back Xie Bufeng who was falling into the abyss.
Wen Qingci did not answer the question from the person behind him, but raised his voice slightly and said to the people outside the Imperial Medical Bureau: "Your Majesty, I would like to... give lectures to my colleagues in the Imperial Medical Bureau."
He was willing to try to accept Xie Bufeng's love.
And try to like him as you would love him.
(End of this chapter)