In the afternoon, Lin Jingyuan and Lin Jiwen also ca. Seeing the serious look on the imperial doctor’s face, the two didn’t try to bother them. They only glanced from a distance outside the doors and sat silently in the courtyard.
Lin Jingyuan said sullenly, “I ca to King Qi’s mansion to find eldest brother the day before yesterday. At that ti, he was fine. How can he be sick?”
Lin Jiwen scratched his head, “Eldest brother doesn’t seem to be in good shape since he left the palace. Is it because the food outside the palace is not as good as the ones in the palace?”
Lin Jingyuan, “…”
When the other palaces heard that King Qi was seriously ill, they all sent their representatives to visit him. The Eastern Palace also sent soone to deliver a two hundred-year-old blood ginseng, but Lin Qing never ca even once.
With the daily consultations of the imperial doctors, Lin Ting’s body was finally cleared of the Fengli grass poison bit by bit. Nevertheless, he was still in a coma. He relied on so water and liquid food as supplents every day, so his already thin stature beca even weaker and frailer.
Lin Feilu was so anxious, but she couldn’t wake him up no matter what she did. After thinking about it, she planned to try the modern thod of ‘speech therapy’.
She didn’t do anything else every day as she sat by the bed and told Lin Ting a bunch of stories.
At the beginning, she talked about the story, ‘One Thousand and One Nights’. Then, she talked about fairy tales, and finally, she spoke about the martial arts drama she had once watched.
One day, the seven masters, who were conversing about Guo Jing, did not allow him to be with Huang Rong. Instead, they insisted on pairing him with Mu Nianci(1).
(T/N: It’s actually a real show called Legend of the Condor Heroes. If you like martial arts and ancient eras, it’s a good drama to watch)
(Editor’s Note: Jing Yong’s works, together with 3 others are basically considered to be the forerunner to a lot of modern wuxia and xianxia, or catapulted wuxia and xianxia into mainstream. They have been adapted into tv screens, mangas, manhua multiple tis too)
Lin Feilu sat cross-legged on the stool, holding a storytelling wood(2) in her hand. When she talked about the highlights, she hit the wood on the bed, “Then, Guo Jing said no because he only likes his Huang Rong. The seven masters said, “You bastard! Dongxie Huang Yaoshi is a madman who kills without blinking an eye. From now on, I will not allow you to see this little demon girl again!” Guo Jing hurriedly insisted that Huang Rong was not a little demon girl, but was a very, very nice lady.”
(T/N: A block of wood that storytellers would hold and wave around, hit it etc. to accentuate certain parts of their stories)
She sighed and couldn’t help but prop up her head and began to fantasise. If she were to have transmigrated into a world of martial arts at the beginning, maybe she would have her own Guo Jing by now?
A weak voice suddenly ca from the bed, “Then, did Guo Jing and Huang Rong get together in the end?”
Lin Feilu didn’t react for a mont.
But after realising who was the one talking, she jumped up from her seat.
Lin Ting opened his eyes and looked at her with a smile.
Lin Feilu turned her head and ran out, “ng Fuji! ng Fuji! The eldest Imperial brother is awake!”
All the imperial doctors who were waiting at King Qi’s mansion ran in, and after another round of inquiries, they finally confird that Lin Ting was indeed alright. The residual poison in his body had been cleared, and as long as he paid attention to taking care of his body in the future, there would be no more problems.
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