So, every day he keeps asking the dical officer who cos to treat him, when can he walk? When can he go out? When can he properly serve the young master?
The dical officer was quite exasperated by his constant questioning, and since his injury was healing rather quickly, he finally relented and said he could go out after two more days of rest.
The delighted Xiao Luzi recites the palace rules every day without stopping.
He strives to make a good impression in front of Mr. Qiu first.
Xiao Hezi, who is temporarily assigned to live with him, couldn’t understand why he acted this way.
Being a eunuch is pitiful enough, but why would anyone rush to be such a diligent and hardworking eunuch?
One has to admit, the gap between people is indeed opened up this way.
With Qiu Ming present, Lin Wanyi could rest assuredly and recuperate.
It must be said, it was her physical constitution; although Xiao Luzi and Chunqi’s injuries were more severe than hers, they had both been permitted to walk, yet she was still resting in bed or on a couch every day.
The bruises on her leg faded slowly, and several days have passed, but the wound still looked quite grueso.
Even the Imperial Physician frequently shook his head, the prescription was fine, the dicine was fine, so why was there no improvent?
Lin Wanyi, however, with a gentle temperant, comforted the Imperial Physician.
"I have been frail since I was young, so perhaps it’s for this reason; it may take a couple more days than others to recover from the sa illness, don’t worry Doctor Fang, just treat slowly."
Then she gently touched it and continued, "See, it’s not entirely useless, now it doesn’t hurt much when I touch it."
Doctor Fang’s beard, white with age, trembled thrice in exasperation, but he was helpless, so he could only go along with Lin Wanyi’s statent.
"The young mistress is right; perhaps it’s related to individual constitution."
After the pulse diagnosis was completed, he returned to the Imperial Hospital.
Xia An stepped forward, continuing to apply dicine for her, her movents were still gentle, but Lin Wanyi pulled her hand and pressed it slightly.
Then she snickered and said, "I was fooling Doctor Fang, it hasn’t hurt for a long ti; the wound only looks severe, but I can feel it’s almost healed."
Xia An glanced at the outside and, seeing no one, whispered to Lin Wanyi.
"Why would the young mistress deceive Doctor Fang, wouldn’t it be better to recover soon?"
"I don’t want to watch the dragon boat race, maybe my leg injury can still serve as an excuse to muddle through."
Intrigued, Xia An listened as Lin Wanyi sighed softly.
"These days have been comfortable, and the eastern pavilion feels like an enclosed fairy realm, I don’t want to venture into that earthly purgatory outside."
Upon hearing this, Xia An suddenly chuckled.
It turns out the young mistress still has her old temperant.
What she had done before was rely to vent anger for their sakes.
Who would’ve thought it would lead to a series of events.
Let’s not ntion forming grudges for now, but Lin Guifei must be fuming for not being able to insert people.
Once Lin Wanyi steps out, nothing good is likely awaiting her.
No wonder Lin Wanyi is unwilling to leave.
Xia An understands her, yet feels this thod is unworkable.
"Young mistress, letting the foot injury drag on isn’t good, the Imperial Concubine is bound to co eventually, have you forgotten her expectations for you?"
One word awakened the drear.
Lin Wanyi certainly knew she was fooling herself for fun.
This ti rely sending Nanny Cui, if she irritated Lin Guifei enough to co personally, wouldn’t she be dealt with regardless?
People under the eaves have to bow their heads.
Lin Wanyi was still fretting over this when she heard Qiu Ming’s voice from outside.
"Young Mistress."
"What’s the matter?"
"Mr. Dong is here."
"Quickly invite him in!"
This Dong Yuzhong doesn’t visit the temple without a reason, but ever since his apprentice was reassigned to the eastern pavilion, he’s visited Lin Wanyi more frequently.
He entered with a beaming smile.
He even chanted, "Young Mistress, has your injury improved?"
"Much better, Doctor Fang is taking care of well, Mr. Qiu is thorough and ticulous, allowing to recuperate peacefully."
"That’s good, that’s good."
He gestured for the eunuchs standing behind him to step forward.
.
"The sleeping attire you made last ti, His Majesty couldn’t stop praising it; he’s been frequently wearing it at the Wen’s forr residence these days, saying it’s very comfortable. He sent specifically to inform you, so you can make a few more when you have ti—whether they’re sleeping garnts, shoes, socks, or even sachets!"
Lin Wanyi smiled outwardly but inwardly cursed the Emperor thoroughly.
When he ca to the eastern pavilion to "uphold justice" for her, Lin Wanyi believed the Emperor really was a just and discerning Holy Emperor.
It now seems like he views her as a dining companion, palace maid, and private embroideress.
He suggests making a few more, as if this set is the end?
She had an ominous feeling; this needlework seed destined to be endless.
"It’s good that His Majesty likes it, I was worried those colors and styles wouldn’t suit him; now that I’m idle anyway, I’ll start sewing for His Majesty soon."
"That’s great, I’ll go report back to His Majesty now."
Mr. Dong laughed happily, and Lin Wanyi laughed even more "happily."
"By the way, it’s only a few days until the Dragon Boat Festival; it would be great if the young mistress could walk by then. I’ve heard the list of participants for this dragon boat race includes the eldest young master from the Pri Minister’s Mansion. We’ve never seen him in years past; this ti, we might be in for a treat."
Big brother?
He actually made it onto the dragon boat race list!
Lin Wanyi was exceedingly surprised; every year they spent quite a bit of silver in Princess Rongkang’s place but to no avail.
How did he get on the list this ti?
"Mr. Dong, is this information true? Where did you hear it from?"
"It was Jiang Heqing, who serves the Imperial Concubine, who ntioned it when the Imperial Concubine t His Majesty."
Indeed, Lin Guifei knows exactly where her weak spot is.
Failing to insert people, she now uses her brother to force her out.
This bait was cast, and it was a direct hook; she, the big fish, must rise to it.
"I haven’t seen my family in quite so days; if I can spectate my brother’s deanor, I’d go even if crippled."
After hearing her words, Dong Yuzhong maintained the sa smile on his face.
However, he understood inwardly that it appeared to be a showdown between Lin Guifei and Lin Daying.
The Lin family’s secrets are indeed not few!
He found an excuse to leave.
When he left, Qiu Ming rely returned the courtesy respectfully according to protocol.
Not saying a word more, he perford better than Xiao Luzi had initially.
After pondering for a while, Lin Wanyi called Qiu Ming in.
"Mr. Qiu, please go to Linzi Palace to inform the Imperial Concubine that I will definitely attend the Dragon Boat Festival race, and I ask her to arrange a seat for ."
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