Of course, the process of this explanation was a bit bumpy. Fu Zhiyu and Yuan Mingdao had not told Imperial Concubine Yun about their rebirth. He brought these two people together to talk about the abnormality in his body, and they both looked at him with extremely puzzled eyes.
"Well... I know it's not easy to accept all at once," Fu Zhiyu sighed, "I can verify it for you, and you will understand."
Although Imperial Concubine Yun didn't understand why the little brat Yuan Mingdao was present at such an important occasion, after spending some time with him, she still liked the boy very much. He was obedient and serious, and too smart to look like a ten-year-old child. He was simply an adult. He was indeed a good seedling. She also understood Fu Zhiyu's intention to cultivate him, so she didn't say much.
"Are you feeling unwell?" This was the first thing Imperial Concubine Yun was worried about. "Did Doctor Chen hurt you when he gave you acupuncture?"
Fu Zhiyu saw her mother's worried look and quickly explained, "No, Doctor Chen comes to check my pulse every day. He said I'm in good health and have no sequelae. I'm recovering much faster than he thought."
After hearing this, Imperial Concubine Yun's worried look remained, and even Yuan Mingdao became worried. He reached out and touched Fu Zhiyu's forehead.
"Master..." Yuan Mingdao hesitated for a while, but finally spoke out his true feelings, "Are you...really overthinking it? This doesn't make sense at all."
"I really don't have a brain burn!" Fu Zhiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I'll prove it to you, Mingdao, come and try to attack me."
"No," Yuan Mingdao didn't dare to make a move, and his face became serious, "You can't beat me now."
During this period, he practiced martial arts in the yard whenever he had free time. Although he could not fully recover in such a short time, he was getting into the right shape.
"Don't worry," Fu Zhiyu comforted him, "Be obedient, nothing will happen. You don't have to stop, just throw one punch and you'll know."
The kid Yuan Mingdao just listened to Fu Zhiyu. He glanced at Imperial Concubine Yun, and finally stood up and moved his hands and feet.
It's okay, he silently comforted himself. If the master can't handle it, he will still have the strength to quickly retract his fist, and nothing will happen.
But Yuan Mingdao's punch seemed to hit an iron plate. Fu Zhiyu reached out to receive his punch, then easily pulled him over with the force of Yuan Mingdao, and stretched out his other hand to pinch the child's soft cheek.
Yuan Ming Dao: “???”
He felt his master's sudden increase in strength. He had no way to resist and could only be carried away by that power.
"What's going on?" He looked surprised, "Master, you... obviously don't have any martial arts skills!"
"You should believe it now. Some changes have really taken place in me," Fu Zhiyu said, "for the better."
The flowers and plants in the yard were obviously growing well. It was certainly impossible for him to go out of his way to water them. It was just that he had lived here for a long time and the surrounding environment was also affected.
Logically speaking, Ming Dao would have the same changes as Imperial Concubine Yun, but the changes would be slow and might not be noticed right away.
If he directly absorbed his own blood, he would probably feel it very obviously. However, Fu Zhiyu did not dare to try it on humans. If something went wrong, it would be useless for him to regret it.
However, as he had said before, he would do an experiment to prove it to them, so Fu Zhiyu took a teacup from the table, took a hairpin from his mother's head, cut a line on his finger, squeezed out a few drops of blood, mixed it with the water in the cup, then picked a tree at random in the yard and watered it at the roots.
After all, this is just a tree. It is not like the flower pot that Fu Zhiyu tried at the beginning, which changed in an instant. He was also afraid of scaring his mother and others, so he just said to wait a few days and see.
This tree was originally shorter than the trees next to it, probably because there was less sunlight where it was planted. But in those few days, it seemed to have come to life, growing green leaves quickly and in large numbers, and even its flowers were the first to bloom. Now it has become the most outstanding and upright one among the circle of trees.
The reactions of Imperial Concubine Yun and Yuan Mingdao were very similar. During this period, the two of them would run to the tree whenever they had nothing to do, touch the leaves and look at the flowers, and even lower their heads to look at its roots. If the tree had any feelings, it would probably be ashamed and angry and call the two of them hooligans.
But after seeing the obvious changes in the tree, they both became very serious.
Fu Zhiyu's ability could be big or small, and he knew it very well, so he only told his mother and Ming Dao. Not only did he trust them, he also believed that they would keep the secret for him and remain calm about the matter. At the same time, this also gave them the right to choose whether to take the risk and try it.
"Let me try first," Yuan Mingdao raised his hand and said, "I originally wanted to grow up quickly to protect my master, but it takes time for my body to change. Now there is a shortcut, which is perfect. Besides, I have been keeping an eye on the tree, and I believe that my master will never hurt me."
Fu Zhiyu was at least 95% sure in his heart. He knew very well that in this world, whether it was a tree or a person, they were all the same data. If you master one method, you will master all methods. As long as you pay attention to the dosage and don't force things, everything will be fine.
"Will this... harm your body?"
Although Imperial Concubine Yun understood Fu Zhiyu's thoughts, she naturally wanted her parents to live longer, but this could not be at the cost of Zhiyu's life.
"No," Fu Zhiyu comforted him, "It's just a few drops of blood. I know my limits."
As he spoke, he squeezed a drop of blood into the teacup and poured some tea into it to make the taste of the blood less strong.
Yuan Mingdao drank it in one gulp without hesitation.
"Do you feel anything?" Fu Zhiyu asked quickly, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Yuan Mingdao did not answer immediately. He reached out and touched his face, feeling a little hot. He picked up the teapot beside him and took a few sips of water.
But the heat still did not go away, especially in his dantian. He felt like a warm current was flowing through the meridians of his whole body. It was not the uncomfortable feeling, but rather like something was opened up.
After a long while, the temperature finally dropped. Yuan Mingdao was sweating all over, but his eyes were bright.
"My meridians have been opened, and my internal strength has been greatly enhanced," he tried to punch, carefully feeling the changes in his body, "but it is indeed a bit overbearing. If the Imperial Concubine and the Elder Yuan want to eat, they can't eat so much at once. They still have to mix it evenly and can't eat it all at once, otherwise it may be counterproductive."
Fu Zhiyu nodded and said, "I understand."
Yuan Mingdao was happy for a while, then he thought of something and knelt down in front of Fu Zhiyu.
He knew in his heart that his master now treated him like his own brother. No one in the Yuan Mansion knew about such an important matter except him and Imperial Concubine Yun.
Consort Yun is the master's biological mother. Yuan Mingdao couldn't even imagine that he had the same status in the master's heart as Consort Yun.
"Please rest assured, my lord, and please rest assured, my lady," he kowtowed to the two men, "I, Yuan Mingdao, swear on the head of the people above my neck that I will never betray you."
Instead, Imperial Concubine Yun stepped forward and helped him up, comforting him, "That's enough, there's no need to swear here. Zhiyu gave you the surname of the Yuan family, brought you here, and told you these things. He trusts you and truly treats you as a younger brother. Naturally, I also believe you. After these days of getting along, I know that you are a pure and kind child. There is a reason why Zhiyu treats you this way.
When we truly leave this cage, we won’t have to stick to these etiquettes anymore, we’ll be a family.”
Yuan Mingdao felt a lump in his throat and was about to cry again, but Fu Zhiyu hugged him.
"Don't think too much," Fu Zhiyu coaxed softly, "Just listen to me this time."
Yuan Mingdao showed no abnormalities for a few days after drinking the blood. Instead, he practiced martial arts more and more smoothly. Fu Zhiyu was completely relieved. He mixed some water with his own blood and made a bag of pine nut candy for the kitchen.
"Mother, just take one pill a day and you'll be fine," Fu Zhiyu said, "If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, tell me immediately."
Imperial Concubine Yun had suffered a miscarriage before, and her body became ill. Although she was treated by Imperial Physician Chen, she has not recovered after all these years. It would be a great blessing if she could be in better health and suffer less.
Imperial Concubine Yun opened the small sachet containing the pine nut candy, took out one and took a bite. The pine nut candy was crispy and sweet. After eating it, she felt warm all over, and the warmth went all the way to her heart.
"I sent someone to deliver it to Yuan Mansion, and they also told him that pine nut candy is heaty and should not be eaten too much in this season. Just one a day is fine." Fu Zhiyu said, "I calculated the date. After the imperial examination, the two uncles should be back. I will go to Yuan Mansion again at that time, especially to discuss some things with my youngest uncle."