Xu Yi watched Yuan Qingling stomp away in anger, and wondered to himself, "I wonder what she did to anger Prince Yuwen this ti that caused her to get beaten again."
However, Tang Yang hurried inside. Seeing the bleeding on Yuwen Hao's brow and the palm print on his pale face, he said in a low voice, "Xu Yi, hurry and get so dicinal powder."
Upon seeing this, Xu Yi angrily said, "She dared to hit the Prince?"
"Hurry up and get the dicine powder!" Tang Yang pushed him.
Yuwen Hao calmly said, "No need."
But Tang Yang insisted it was necessary. However, when Xu Yi brought the dicinal powder over, Yuwen Hao said, "No need to apply dicine, she had already treated it earlier."
Xu Yi was very puzzled, and couldn't help but complain, "Your Highness, she dared to hit you, yet you still use her dicine? She is becoming more and more arrogant."
Yuwen Hao ignored him, and only said to Tang Yang, "Go give her so dicine. The Purple Gold Decoction seems to have taken effect. I heard her shout about seeing ghosts just now."
"She's having hallucinations?" Tang Yang imdiately understood. "The Consort has misunderstood Your Highness."
Yuwen Hao coldly said, "What misunderstanding? If not to shock her awake, when I recover, I will have to severely beat her again."
Xu Yi nodded in agreent by the side, " rightly so, rightly so. Looking forward to it, Your Highness."
Tang Yang shot him an annoyed look, "You stay here and watch over the Prince, I'll go and return shortly."
"Yes!" Xu Yi replied.
Still fuming, Yuan Qingling returned to Feng Yi Palace.
Seeing her return, the maid Lü Ye was surprised and said, "Consort, weren't you with the Prince?"
Yuan Qingling nodded. Yuwen Hao was injured, the whole manor knew, but how severely was not made public. They didn't even dare to inform Yuwen Hao's mother, the Virtuous Concubine.
The Emperor had decreed that no information was to be passed to the rear palace. But sohow, the retired Emperor found out.
"Consort, you..." Seeing her poor complexion, Lü Ye recalled her violent temper, and her body shuddered involuntarily. "Let this slave go pour you a cup of water."
"Thank you!" Yuan Qingling said.
Lü Ye was stunned for a mont, hesitant as she walked out. A thank you?
Just after Lü Ye left, Tang Yang arrived.
Seeing him co in, Yuan Qingling coldly said, "What is it? Did he send you to convey his anger? No need!"
Tang Yang shook his head slightly. He took out a white porcelain bottle with lotus patterns from his sleeve, "These dicines were sent by the Prince for the Consort."
"dicine?" Yuan Qingling looked at the exquisitely crafted little bottle. Opening it, she poured out a single red pellet. It was a tiny pill.
"If the Consort sees any hallucinations, like ghosts and such, take one imdiately and you'll be fine." Tang Yang said.
"Why would I see hallucinations out of nowhere..." She suddenly stopped speaking, shocked as she looked at the bottle. Could he have thought she was like that thieving attendant, experiencing hallucinations after taking the Purple Gold Pill?
She seed to have shouted about seeing ghosts.
"He hit thinking I was hallucinating?" Yuan Qingling stood up and asked.
Tang Yang nodded, "Yes, with the Prince's injuries, that slap must have exhausted all his strength. The wound on his brow was bleeding again."
Though Tang Yang's words contained no accusations, his gaze looking at Yuan Qingling held so implications.
Yuan Qingling stood up, "Let's go see how his injury is first."
"Consort, take the dicine first." Tang Yang said.
Yuan Qingling asked Tang Yang, "After taking this dicine, can it counteract the Purple Gold Decoction's poison?"
Tang Yang hesitated for a mont, "At the very least, it can alleviate it."
"What can completely resolve it?"
Tang Yang shook his head, "I'm afraid that will take so ti."
Yuan Qingling swallowed a pellet, "Alright, let's go."
All the way there, she felt her lungs expanding comfortably, and found it much easier to breathe.
It seems this dicine expands the lungs.
With the lungs expanded and breathing smooth, the brain will not be continuously deprived of oxygen and suffer hallucinations.
She just didn't know who was capable of making this Purple Gold Pill and its antidote.
When they arrived at Xiao Yue Pavilion again, both Tang Yang and Xu Yi followed Yuan Qingling in, seeming very wary of her, actually daring to hit the Prince! Truly short but gutsy.
Seeing her co in, Yuwen Hao's expression was still faint, not saying a word.
It was Yuan Qingling who saw his wound oozing, and felt sowhat guilty. An apology was definitely not forthcoming, she just silently sat at the bedside to tend to his injury.
"Does it hurt sitting like that?" Yuwen Hao suddenly spoke, startling Yuan Qingling.
She looked at him, and he stared straight back at her, his eyes complicated.
"Not too painful!" Yuan Qingling said indifferently.
"I'm sorry!" He suddenly said.
Yuan Qingling's mouth twitched. Thirty heavy strokes, and an apology.
She didn't want to reconcile. They needed a wall between them to feel safe.
So she should sternly say, apologies are useless.
But her words ca out weak and compromising, disappointing herself.
Yuwen Hao's eyes gradually lit up with laughter.
Yuan Qingling glared at him resentfully. He actually had a roguish expression, "This Prince admits wrong."
Yuan Qingling firmly pressed on the wound, imdiately causing him to bare his teeth in pain, fury on his face.
"My skills are lacking, not intentional." Yuan Qingling said.
Xu Yi really couldn't stand watching anymore, "Consort, go easy on your hand!"
"You do it then!" Yuan Qingling glanced at him, imdiately moving aside.
Xu Yi looked at it and shrank his neck back, "This... Consort, you should continue."
He didn't know how to handle that wound, shaped like a centipede. His hands were rough, he would apply more force.
Yuwen Hao looked at Xu Yi and Tang Yang, "Alright, you two leave. The Consort can keep vigil tonight."
"Yes!" Since the Prince had spoken, Tang Yang and Xu Yi withdrew.
Yuan Qingling also wiped his face for him, then knelt on the soft cushion by the bed. "They are quite protective of you."
"This Prince provides them their wages."
Yuan Qingling nodded. Indeed, hired help looks after their boss.
While she as the boss's wife, was a freeloader, so the staff naturally wouldn't care for her.
"In three days, everyone will know you cured the retired Emperor. Be careful." Yuwen Hao said.
Yuan Qingling rested her chin on the bedside, "It's Prince Ji, isn't it?"
Yuwen Hao's expression changed, "Who told you?"
"Guessed!" Yuan Qingling recalled Prince Ji's sowhat strange gaze at her when he entered the Golden Ridge Palace. Also, he seed relaxed and high-spirited. So she felt Prince Ji was very suspicious.
Yuwen Hao coldly said, "Don't pretend to be smart, bringing disaster upon yourself without knowing. These words, you can say them before , but don't speak carelessly outside, especially in the palace."
"Of course I know not to speak of it." Yuan Qingling faintly smiled, "Actually, what does this have to do with ? I'm best staying out of it."
Yuwen Hao stared at her, "I'm afraid that won't be possible."
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