GBP Chapter 652 Do they only feel happy when their arm is ruined?
Chapter 652 Do they only feel happy when their arm is ruined?
After arranging all the affairs of the mansion with the steward, Su Lingyue returned to Furong Pavilion. She had just reached the courtyard gate when she encountered Doctor Lu coming out from inside.
Thinking of Xiao Yu, Su Lingyue lifted her skirt and quickly walked towards Doctor Lu: "Uncle Lu!"
Upon hearing Su Lingyue's voice, Doctor Lu stopped and turned to look at her.
"Uncle Lu, is something wrong with the Prince?"
Normally, Doctor Lu would come to Furong Pavilion during the day to examine Xiao Yu's pulse. Thinking about Xiao Yu's private conversation with Yun Ting earlier, she worried that Yun Ting might have upset Xiao Yu again.
Doctor Lu smiled and reassured her, "No, it's just that I'm prescribing medicine for the prince based on his condition and re-checking his pulse to confirm the prescription."
"Oh." Su Lingyue's expression relaxed. "Thank you for your hard work."
After saying that, he turned to the servant beside him and instructed, "Take Doctor Lu back to the Hundred Herbs Garden. Be careful not to let Doctor Lu fall."
"Yes, Your Highness." The servant received the order and immediately stepped forward to take Doctor Lu's medicine box and help him back.
Back inside, Su Lingyue saw Xiao Yu leaning against a soft pillow with his eyes closed, unsure whether he was asleep or deep in thought.
Su Lingyue tiptoed over and sat down by the bed, gently taking Xiao Yu's hand and twitching her fingertips.
Xiao Yu opened his eyes, and the sorrow and weariness in them were like a bottomless abyss, causing Su Lingyue's heart to clench.
"Your Highness, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
"No, how is it outside?" Xiao Yu asked about the casualties outside, his voice filled with exhaustion.
Su Lingyue had no intention of hiding it; avoiding the topic would only make Xiao Yu more worried.
"More than a dozen servants and guards have died. Xiaoman, Qilu, and Jitang all died from a single sword wound through the chest, right to the heart. They died without much pain. The steward has already arranged for people to clean up the bloodstains and prepare coffins."
The servants and guards can give money to their families for a proper burial. Ji Tang's burial place can be decided by Caiyi and Ji Tang's relatives. However, Xiao Man and Qi Lu have no family, so Xiao Yu has to decide where they are buried.
"Let Yan Qing make the arrangements. Perhaps he will feel better if he attends the funeral in person."
"Okay, I'll talk to Yan Qing about it later."
Looking at the sorrow in Xiao Yu's eyes, Su Lingyue felt as if her heart was being cut by a dull knife. He had considered the others, but hadn't said anything about how to make himself feel better.
Furthermore, what exactly were Yan Qing and the others trying to do this time that led to such a deadly disaster?
Su Lingyue always felt that what Xiao Yu was hiding from her was very important.
She and Xiao Yu were husband and wife, and Xiao Yu even told her about the major plans they were making. What was there that she couldn't know now?
But Xiao Yu was looking down, his eyes full of thoughts, and he seemed to have no intention of telling her anything.
Su Lingyue tightened her grip on Xiao Yu's hand and asked softly, "Your Highness has not yet had dinner. Would you like some?"
Xiao Yu raised his eyes and realized that Su Lingyue's clear eyes were looking at him without him noticing. Perhaps she was too worried, as her eyes were already a little moist, but she held back her tears.
He almost forgot that when he was in pain, there was another person who was in pain because of him and who was worried about him.
Because of what Yun had provided, Xiao Yu hadn't had much of an appetite, but seeing Su Lingyue like this, his heart softened completely, and he said gently, "Okay."
The medicine and dinner prepared in the kitchen were kept warm, and Xia He quickly delivered them after Su Lingyue gave the order.
Lowering her head, Xia He set out the dinner and immediately withdrew.
Xiao Yu was willing to eat, and Su Lingyue finally smiled. She ladled out a bowl of beef porridge, sat down by the bed, and fed Xiao Yu spoonful by spoonful.
After Xiao Yu finished eating, Su Lingyue had hot water brought over and personally helped him wash up.
In the past, Su Lingyue's washing and grooming were almost always done by Cai Die and Cai Yifu. But ever since Xiao Yu lost his strength and he disliked anyone other than her and Yan Qing getting close to him, Su Lingyue has gradually become more skilled at doing these chores.
After Xiao Yu lay down, Su Lingyue sat at the table and used a bowl to serve herself a bowl of porridge.
The side dishes were delicious today, and Su Lingyue also picked some for herself, eating them slowly with the warm porridge.
She could only take care of Xiao Yu if she was healthy; she didn't trust anyone else to take care of him.
In the candlelight, Su Lingyue's profile was clearly visible, with her small, pert nose, her fan-like eyelashes, and the way her cheeks puffed out as she ate her porridge so earnestly, just like a kind of little mouse he had seen on the northern grasslands, munching on grass roots with the same seriousness.
But his moon is much prettier than the little mouse.
As he watched, Xiao Yu's lips unconsciously curled up, and he forgot about the troubles of the day. His chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down.
This little thing is more and more adorable the more you look at her. If only all these things weren't happening, I could spend my whole life just looking at her.
After finishing her porridge, Su Lingyue rubbed her stomach, then, as if remembering something, turned to look at Xiao Yu lying on the bed.
However, before she could turn her head, Xiao Yu had already closed his eyes.
Seeing that Xiao Yu was already fast asleep, Su Lingyue smiled.
At least for this moment, Xiao Yu is lying here peacefully.
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After Xia He cleared away the dishes, chopsticks, and toiletries in the house, Su Lingyue went alone to the courtyard where Yan Qing lived.
Today, Yan Qing, let alone Xiao Yu, is also very worried about her.
Having been in the household for over a year, Yan Qing was always smiling and was an extremely optimistic person.
Su Lingyue had never seen him so badly injured, nor had she ever seen him so broken down as he was tonight. Tonight, he seemed as if he would die immediately if Xiao Yu uttered a single word of reproach.
The servant on duty heard the knock on the door, and upon seeing that it was the princess, he immediately bowed and greeted her, "Greetings, Your Highness."
Su Lingyue asked, "Is Guard Yan inside?"
The servant nodded. "Guard Yan has just finished bathing and should not be asleep yet. Would Your Highness like me to inform him?"
Su Lingyue nodded and hummed in agreement.
Upon hearing the report, Yan Qing came out with his servant. When he saw Su Lingyue, his face was devoid of its usual cheerful demeanor, only showing dejection and deathly stillness.
"Your Highness." Yan Qing bowed respectfully to Su Lingyue according to etiquette.
Su Lingyue said softly, "I have something to tell you. There are a lot of mosquitoes outside. Would it be convenient for me to come into your room for a while?"
She and Yan Qing should have avoided each other at this time, but on the one hand, he was worried about Yan Qing, and on the other hand, he wanted to find out the truth of the matter.
She won't be able to sleep peacefully tonight until she gets to the bottom of it.
Yan Qing nodded expressionlessly, then turned and led the way like a walking corpse.
Su Lingyue followed behind him and noticed faint bloodstains seeping from his sleeve.
"Go to Furong Pavilion and have Xia He bring my medicine chest," Su Lingyue instructed the servant behind her.
Su Lingyue followed Yan Qing into the house.
As soon as he entered, he said, "Roll up your sleeves, let me see your wound."
Yan Qing didn't say anything, but did as she was told and rolled up her sleeves.
Su Lingyue was instantly stunned.
Yan Qing's arm was soaked through, and blood was gushing out. It was probably wet from taking a bath, and it wasn't re-bandaged or kept in a sling for care, which only made the injury worse.
Even setting aside the risk of bleeding to death, in this hot weather, if the wound is kept wet and covered, it will rot and die in less than two days.
He's just masochistic!
If it weren't for his behavior today, Su Lingyue would definitely have given Xiao Yu a good scolding.
Su Lingyue disregarded etiquette and, with a stern face, began to angrily tear apart the strips of cloth.
As the damp strips of cloth were unwrapped, Su Lingyue couldn't hold back her tears, which instantly welled up in her eyes.
Yan Qing's arm was slashed open by the sword, a long, penetrating wound that looked like the bone had been removed.
This injury was more serious than the last one. Su Lingyue could hardly imagine how much pain Yan Qing must be in, but unlike last time, he didn't utter a single cry of pain.
Fortunately, Uncle Lu stitched up Yan Qing's wound and sprinkled it with medicinal powder. The powder and cloth strips absorbed most of the water.
Xia He brought over the medicine box, and Su Lingyue asked her to stay and help reapply the medicine and bandage Yan Qing. The two of them were covered in sweat and it took them a full quarter of an hour to re-bandage her.
Now that Yan Qing's injuries have been healed, it's time to get down to business.
Su Lingyue told Xia He to go back first. She closed the door and sat down next to Yan Qing, glaring at him angrily while fanning his arm with a fan.
"You, how can you not take care of your body? Are you only happy when your arm is ruined?!"
"You haven't married yet. If you're only one-armed, let's see which girl would be willing to marry you!"
Seeing that Yan Qing kept his head down and remained silent, Su Lingyue decided to use her trump card. "If the Prince knew you were like this, he would fall ill with anger before your arm is even crippled!"
Sure enough, upon hearing Xiao Yu's name, Yan Qing finally reacted. With red eyes, she turned to look at Su Lingyue and asked blankly, "Your Highness, how is the Prince? Is he angry? Has he had an attack?"
Seeing him like this, Su Lingyue could no longer bear to blame him. She softened her voice and said, "Your Highness is alright and has already gone to sleep. You know how much His Highness cares about you. If you were to ruin your health, His Highness would certainly not be able to sleep peacefully."
Yan Qing slowly lowered her head, paused for a moment, and then said, "It won't happen again."
Su Lingyue gave a relieved smile.
Next came her real purpose in coming to find Yan Qing: "Yan Qing, what are you and the Prince plotting? What exactly did the Prince mean when he said today that he did this for his sake?"
She needed to get to the bottom of these two questions.