The little Taoist thought hard for a while and still doubted himself, “I still think that everything is as good as usual. In fact, I think that your condition is a bit better than last ti…”
“No,” Xie Xuanchen looked at him and said decisively, “My condition is getting worse and I need to be treated quickly. Why don’t you tell the Princess about such an urgent matter?”
The little Taoist was at a loss as he pressed Xie Xuanchen’s very steady pulse. Then, he listened to Xie Xuanchen’s tone of insistence before finally realising what was going on.
The little Taoist got very angry, “I am soone who practises dicine to help the world, so I won’t do this kind of thing…”
“In the future, the price of each dication will be paid in double.”
The little Taoist stopped before he finished saying what he wanted to. Upon seeing that he wasn’t answering, Xie Xuanchen added, “Triple the amount.”
The little Taoist moved his lips before he finally bowed his head to the almighty.
***
The Yulin Palace was in an uproar and that was due to the fact that His Highness had fallen ill.
The servant girl hurriedly followed Xiang Nanchun and her tone was very incomprehensive, “Since the beginning of winter, the Prince’s condition has been very stable. He was fine when he ca back yesterday, so why did he suddenly get sick today?”
Xiang Nanchun didn’t agree nor refute anything. She looked at the Yulin Palace for a while and said, “When the Princess gets angry, the Prince would always get sick or sothing. There’s no reason behind it and no aning either, so just get the Princess to return.”
Mu Mingtang rushed back from her excursion. When she entered the door, she hated that she wasn’t moving fast, so she grabbed her dress and hurriedly rushed into the palace.
“What happened to His Highness?”
Xiang Nanchun couldn’t say anything, so she just lowered his head respectfully, “The Prince is inside. Your Highness, you should see him for yourself.”
Mu Mingtang originally thought that Xie Xuanchen was feigning sickness, but when she rushed all the way back ho, she still couldn’t help feeling a lot of fear. What if it was real?
Without saying another word, Mu Mingtang walked around the divider and into the bedroom. There, Xie Xuanchen was leaning on the bed with the little Taoist standing beside him.
When Mu Mingtang saw the little Taoist priest, her face turned pale. She didn’t care about pleasantries and greetings as she directly asked, “What’s going on?”
The little Taoist violated his conscience and said ekly, “I can’t tell. Prince An’s uh, pulse suddenly flared. it seems that his mood had fluctuated a tad too much.”
Mu Mingtang frowned when she heard this. Although she didn’t understand dical theory and was no way an expert… did he ever have a disease like this?
Excessive emotional ups and downs could make him ill? Was this really Xie Xuanchen?
Mu Mingtang glanced at Xie Xuanchen and the little Taoist suspiciously as she finally asked, “Then what should I do?”
“Uh…” The little Taoist paused strangely as his gaze swept towards Xie Xuanchen quietly. He then said in contemplation, “Go along with the Prince and let him relax for a bit. After a while, he should be fine.”
Mu Mingtang beca even more suspicious, but she held her ground and spoke, “Thank you for your hard work. Please leave a few prescriptions so that I can take care of the Prince in the future.”
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