The ancestor was overjoyed, and with his last bit of strength, he dug out the lotus root and ate it. He was thus saved and from then on, he adopted the Lian surna in gratitude for this lifesaving grace.
Later, after many years had passed, the Lian Family branched into two. One branch took root in the south, while the other sought their fortunes in the north.
At this thought, Lian Musu’s heart began to pound with bold speculation.
Suppressing his excitent, he stared intently at the old man before him and voiced his guess, "Could it be Bingcheng...Clan Uncle?"
In the past, Lian Changhe had taken his family to the north to visit relatives, visiting none other than Lian Bingcheng. However, Lian Musu had been studying at the academy at the ti and had not gone, so he had never t him.
Although the man before him looked a bit older and thinner than Lian Changhe had described, and although Lian Bao had confided that Lian Bingcheng was being protected and might not be able to co out anyti soon,
for so reason, Lian Musu now had a premonition that this man was indeed his father’s sworn brother, Bingcheng Clan Uncle, from the sa ancestor centuries ago!
He could no longer restrain himself and voiced what was in his heart.
He thought, "What’s the harm in trying? At worst, I’m mistaken."
As Lian Bingcheng, who was planning on how to show off to Niece Xiao Hua, heard the question, he looked up, startled, and montarily exclaid, "Huh?"
"What did Brother Lian say?" He seed not to have heard clearly.
Lian Musu, with a note of urgency and increased volu in his voice, asked again, "Could it be Bingcheng Clan Uncle?"
Lian Bingcheng was baffled and exclaid in amazent, "You know ?"
He did not rember ever eting such a striking young man before.
If not for today’s fortunate chance eting, he probably would never have t such a person in his lifeti.
And him calling him Clan Uncle?
Wait a minute! Wait a minute!!
In his lifeti, only a few people would call him Clan Uncle; Xiao Hua was one of them, and Xiao Hua’s brother was among the few others.
Lian Bingcheng’s pupils dilated dramatically, and he raised his voice in shock, "You, you are Brother Changhe..."
Lian Musu had completely confird who the man before him was and restrained the great joy in his heart.
He nodded slightly and calmly interjected, "Clan Uncle, this is not a good place to talk. Please co with ."
Saying this, he led the man toward a secluded corner.
"Okay, okay, okay." Lian Bingcheng nodded like a bobbing garlic, repeatedly affirming.
His face was filled with ecstatic joy, the newly grown flesh on his face quivering with excitent as he followed Lian Musu, his brain dizzy with elation...
Inside Canglan Court.
Lian Hua was very pleased that His Majesty was alright, but she soon thought of sothing odd about His Majesty and frowned, feeling that matters were not as simple as they seed.
She asked uncertainly, "Charcoal Head, is His Majesty really alright?"
"To answer Master Lian, His Majesty is in good health," Huang Zude was happy in his heart,
He bowed and truthfully added, "However,recently His Majesty has been a bit fatigued, possibly due to insufficient rest. It is advised that His Majesty take more care."
He bowed towards the Emperor.
The Emperor responded indifferently with a "hmm."
Lian Hua, anxious, grabbed the Emperor’s sleeve and urgently asked Huang Zude, "Is it serious?"
"There’s nothing serious, resting more should bring a return to normal," Huang Zude shook his head, his voice laced with concern. "However, this should not continue for long, as it could deplete his health and lead to chronic ailnts."
His Majesty is a wise ruler, and royal affairs are surely taxing, which would explain his fatigue. Respect and compassion filled his heart, and he could only offer his advice as best as he could.
Nanny Qi heard the words, her face, which had been leisurely watching the drama, suddenly beca serious, and her body tensed slightly as she looked toward the Emperor.
That Dragon Throne was not so easy to sit on; through the ages, countless emperors had died of overwork, and she did not want the Emperor to follow in their footsteps.
Lian Hua imdiately grew anxious, "That won’t do at all." She did not want His Majesty to work himself to illness.
She turned to the Emperor and said, "Your Majesty, is there anything important left to do today? Could you perhaps rest a bit earlier?"
She secretly resolved that from now on, in addition to supervising His Majesty’s als, she would need to ensure he rested enough as well.
The Emperor felt warmth in his heart and nodded at her, "All right."
The necessary tasks had been dealt with, and the rest would be handled by others.
Getting the answer she wanted, Lian Hua imdiately stood up, intending to pull the Emperor off to sleep, too impatient to wait even a minute longer.
The Emperor held her back, saying helplessly, "Where are you rushing off to, Nannan?"
Lian Hua turned around and said matter-of-factly, "To sleep, of course."
The Emperor couldn’t help but laugh and gestured for her to look at the people in the hall.
Lian Hua looked around and saw pairs of eyes all fixed on her.
She couldn’t help feeling embarrassed and cleared her throat uncomfortably, changing the subject, "Well, cough, Charcoal Head, your dical skills aren’t bad. Does His Majesty have any other ailnts?"
Thinking of His Majesty overworking himself, she forgot that everyone was present...
Nanny Qi was relieved; the young girl was impulsive yet steadfast and extrely caring toward the Emperor. Just like how she managed His Majesty’s als, having her around was reassuring.
"None at all," Huang Zude replied with gratitude, bowing deeply to Lian Hua.
Seeing how Beauty Lian cared for His Majesty, he decided he would treat her more kindly from now on, even if she delayed taking the pulse. He would bear with it, unlike before.
Lian Hua looked baffled.
"Oh..." Lian Hua sat down again.
What Huang Zude said was all true; lately, His Majesty had been busy from dawn till dusk, sleeping late and waking early for the morning court.
But the question that arose was, would fatigue affect his interest in drinking tea?
She mumbled to herself, tilting her head as she pondered this possibility.
The Emperor, hearing this, suddenly understood.
He fully grasped the situation; his Little Concubine was so sharp and perceptive. How could his gesture of not drinking tea due to guilt have escaped her notice?
It must be because his Little Concubine thought he was ill that he didn’t drink tea, and fearing to keep it from her, she had planned all of this today.
Thinking this, he felt settled, yet also distressed and guilty.
Unable to resist, he pinched her cheek, "What now, need to check anything else?"
He was willing to cooperate, just to make his Little Concubine happy.
Today was not just a routine examination of the Pulse of Peace; under the guidance of his Little Concubine, pulses were taken, the tongue coating was examined, the whites of the eyes were checked. She even rembered how Chu Yuanzheng had taken her pulse before, insisted that Doctor Huang must examine those specific acupoints for him, going over everything that should and shouldn’t have been examined.
Although it was tedious, it was her way of showing her concern for him, which he found quite endearing.
And during the process, it seed she thought he was afraid of the Imperial Physician, constantly reassuring him not to be nervous, not to worry, and if scared, to close his eyes and not look at Charcoal Head, and so on, which amused him greatly.
His Little Concubine was simply too adorable, comforting him like a child, which he found quite enjoyable.
Now, he understood the hidden worries she harbored, feeling both warmth and sweetness in his heart; his Little Concubine was indeed a thoughtful little cotton jacket.
"None at all," Lian Hua shook her head; she had Charcoal Head check everything she could think of, and aside from exhaustion, there were no issues found.
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