"My lord... it's not that I'm unwilling to treat the young lady..."
The doctor knelt on the ground, trembling with a crying voice. "It's just that the young lady has lost her will to live!"
With a crash!
Zhongli Mingye's teacup shattered on the ground. The sight of his pricked hand was truly startling!
"She suffered a great shock and was in so much pain that she could only force herself into a coma," the doctor said, somewhat fearfully. The man in front of him was of high rank and great power.
It had snowed quite heavily that day, and the doctor had closed his clinic early. Unexpectedly... he was "invited" to the inn at night to treat a noble guest.
If only he hadn't been so greedy for that bit of silver! Now that he couldn't save the patient, he could only pray to heaven that he would still be alive to return home.
She didn't want to live anymore? Zhongli Mingye closed his eyes painfully, and then suddenly shot a terrifying look. The doctor slumped to the ground, constantly begging for mercy.
Ignoring him, Zhongli Mingye walked directly to the bedside. Looking at the sleeping young girl, he gently pulled up the quilt for her. "How could you be so heartless?"
"You said that wherever I go, you'll follow..." It had only been half a month, and yet you had changed your heart.
Zhongli Mingye picked up a handkerchief and wiped the girl's burning forehead. "You always said that you're highly skilled in medicine. Can't you wake up and treat yourself?"
In Zhongli Mingye's eyes, Song Jinyu had always been kind - hearted, brave, and persistent. She always thought about others. For those who were good to her, she would repay them tenfold, a hundredfold, or even risk her life.
Even those who were unkind to her had received her kindness. Song Jinyu, his Jinyu. Wake up quickly, Zhongli Mingye silently pleaded.
He remembered the teasing words of the young girl when they first met: "If you're alive, you'll have money, leisure, and status. You can do whatever you want. If you die like this, your guards will have to die with you. I'll just leave you here for the jackals and weasels to eat your flesh, leaving only a skeleton."
He gave a bitter smile. How could he bear to say such things? Song Jinyu was the little fairy he held in the palm of his hand, the only one he wanted in this lifetime.
It was not until dawn that he fell asleep beside Song Jinyu's bed.
Unfortunately, when Zhongli Mingye woke up, Song Jinyu was still in a coma. "My lord... the wedding is approaching..."
"The palace is urging you to return to the capital."
Xing Jian looked at Prince Yu Zhongli Mingye's ugly expression but still reported, "The situation in the capital is not optimistic. Although the King of Zhongzhou caused trouble for the Crown Prince a few days ago."
"The Queen is becoming more and more provocative towards Concubine Shu."
"Please make a decision quickly, my lord!"
Zhongli Mingye looked back at Song Jinyu and made a decision. "Have the carriage prepared comfortably. I'll take Jinyu with me to the capital."
"Inform the Song Mansion to come to the capital."
No matter what, he would never let go.
The carriage moved smoothly on the road. Although it was traveling slowly, fortunately, there was no bad weather along the way.
Zhongli Mingye held Song Jinyu in his arms and whispered many things. "Do you know? Actually... I met you a long time ago..."
"At that time, you were like a fairy who had descended to the mortal world. You saved me at a critical moment of life and death," Zhongli Mingye remembered what Song Jinyu had said about which play he was acting.
In fact, their encounter was really quite clichéd.
"At first, I was just a little interested in you."
"But... you're so good... so good that I don't want others to look at you, don't want others to covet you, and even less..." don't want you to marry someone else.
Even if it took more effort and a price to pay, he would tie you to him. "On the Qixi Festival, you were really lacking in any sense of romance..." He remembered again that day when he had wanted to kiss her, but was unexpectedly interrupted by Ming Ruyi.
Was she fond of him at that time? Thinking of the past experiences, a smile appeared on Zhongli Mingye's lips.
Under his constant chatter, Song Jinyu's eyes gradually began to move slightly. This small movement caught Zhongli Mingye's phoenix - like eyes.
He stroked Song Jinyu's cheek. "There's something I've always wanted to ask you. Do you like me because of my appearance?"
"Yes, I like good - looking people..."
Song Jinyu opened her eyes and looked at him weakly. Zhongli Mingye smiled. After a full five days, she finally woke up.
"I'm really sad. It turns out you only like my appearance..."
Song Jinyu said helplessly, "Do you have any other merits?" Although there were still traces of sorrow on her face, her eyes were much clearer.
She touched her chest, where the pain still lingered.
"You should sleep for a while!" Zhongli Mingye looked at her, but his eyes were fixed on the scenery outside the carriage window.
Some things, once they happened, could never go back to the way they were before. Even though Zhongli Mingye deliberately tried not to care, Song Jinyu took it to heart. She could never forgive herself for having hurt him so much and then still being under his protection.
Neither of them said another word. Although the atmosphere in the air had eased a lot because of her waking up, it was still strangely cold.
After traveling for several days, they were not far from the capital.
In the Jinshui Palace, Ouyang Jinse looked at the precious elixir recipe that she had obtained with great difficulty. She was lost in thought. Was this real or fake?
If it was real, the Jinshui Palace would be able to compete on equal terms with Tianmen Mountain with this recipe.
But if it was fake, it was hard to say.
For a moment, she was not sure. Du Zhouli of Tianmen Mountain had once said that the elixir secret recipe was only kept by the sect master. Now that Miao Yunshen was dead, it was likely that the new sect master Wen had taken over suddenly and would be troubled by this matter.
Ouyang Weiyi said, "Why not compare it with the elixir given by the Crown Prince?"
"To make the elixir, in addition to the formula, spiritual roots are also needed. I wonder if Tianmen Mountain will give them to us?"
"Even if they don't want to, they have to..."
Ouyang Jinse's sinister look made the deputy palace master shiver. They had come this far. If they couldn't help the Crown Prince gain more power, it would still be too difficult for the Jinshui Palace to become the number one sect!
"The Crown Prince has asked you to go to the capital..."
"How about discussing this matter with him then?"
Ouyang Jinse said in a deep voice, "Fine..." Were they going to get married? She clenched her fists tightly. She had just thrown Tianmen Mountain into chaos. She couldn't cause more trouble in the capital.
She was afraid that by then, not only would Prince Yu not spare the Jinshui Palace, but the Emperor would also intervene.
Watching the person she loved marry someone else with her own eyes, Ouyang Jinse was extremely indignant but there was nothing she could do!