Practicing Medicine in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 102

The carriage bumped for a while, passed through the alley with fallen trees, and stopped in front of a clean and tidy house.

Yan Ming knew very well that Wu Yi likes to study and likes to be quiet, so he didn't send many people to disturb his quietness. He only sent a taciturn book boy to watch the gate and guard the courtyard for him.This book boy was originally called Yan Quan, but now he followed Wu Yi, so he changed his name to Wu Quan.

When Wu Yi himself was seldom homeless, even Wu Quan, a book boy, was like an empty blue and white porcelain vase on the table, which became a decoration to decorate the mansion in vain.

Seeing a carriage parked at the door, Wu Quan thought it was a guest who had gone through the wrong door, and was about to go up to see the guest off, when he saw a handsome young man jumping off the carriage, and then reached out to catch the drunken smoker on the carriage. Natural youth.

Wu Quan took a closer look, who is the person in the young man's arms if not his master?

Only then did he hastily push open the half-closed wooden door to make way for Li Jing.

Li Jing nodded slightly at him: "Thank you."

There were always few people in the small courtyard of Wu's family, so when such an unusual guest came by chance, Wu Quan had to squint his eyes and look twice more, but seeing the young man's star-like brows and sword-like eyes, his eyes were bright and bright, and he acted spontaneously. With an aristocratic demeanor, one knew that this person's status must be extraordinary, so naturally he did not dare to neglect at all, for fear of offending the distinguished guest on behalf of the master.

On the contrary, Li Jing's attitude was quite modest and gentle: "Mr. Wu was drunk in the Yan Mansion, I sent him back to rest, where is his room?"

Wu Quan hurriedly led the way for him, and the three of them walked through a small courtyard and arrived at the wing where Wu Yi occasionally rested.

"Thank you, let the villain take care of you, sir." Just as Wu Quan wanted to reach out to take Wu Yi in Li Jing's arms, he was stopped by a kind and irresistible smile.

Not only did Li Jing not intend to let go, but he clenched his hands even tighter: "Go and rest first, as long as I'm here."

The guests had already spoken in person, so Wu Quan didn't want to interrupt, so he bowed his body and asked Li Jing to help Wu Yi go in, lit the lights in the room for them, and then gently closed the door of the wing room, Quietly went back to his room.

As soon as Wu Quan left, Li Jing let go of his tight arms and put his master on the bed.

Wu Yi's wine tasted very good, he only struggled for a few tokens, then calmed down and let others manipulate him.

Li Jing took off his shoes and socks for him, lifted the quilt, and just about to remove his clothes, his hands were held loosely.

When he looked up, he met a pair of misty eyes.

Bright eyes half-opened, flickering candles.

A fine shadow fell from the long eyelashes, all of which melted into those drunken eyes.

Li Jing only felt her heart jumping up along with the flickering lights, thumping in her ears.

"Jing'er...you...here..." An incoherent murmur sounded in a low voice, as if wondering why he was here, and the pushing movements of his hands gradually loosened.

"Master, I am here."

Li Jing leaned down, put his ears against his slightly moist lips, and listened to his unintentional whispers, and felt a warm breath mixed with the clear smell of wine rushing to his cheeks, suffocating him as well. Gotta be a little drunk.

The soft touch was imprinted on the pinnae, like a pool of spring water, crushing his heart.

She couldn't help but turned her head and pressed a kiss on his lips.

The intoxicating aroma of the wine carried a cool temperature, but it sparked a prairie fire in Xiangyin's lips.

Desire is like a stormy sea, passing through the blood.

The superficial kiss turned into a deep kiss with lingering lips and teeth in an instant, biting the lips of the culprit like a gnawing one, and sealing all the anxious moans in his mouth.

The person he is thinking about is right under him, how can he hold back?

Wu Yi's throat rolled down, and the sound of sobbing was swallowed by this city-invading kiss.

They crossed their necks and kissed each other, their hair intertwined.

It wasn't until the other party was a little out of breath from being tossed by him that Li Jing let go of his unsatisfactory lips, and lightly licked the silver thread overflowing from the corner of Wu Yi's lips.

Things that have been rehearsed thousands of times in dreams finally come true, even more beautiful than imagined, gentler than spring water, more intoxicating than wine country.

Master, I will take good care of you, just like a father treats his mother, never leave her, and share love and sorrow.

He solemnly pressed a soft kiss on Wu Yi's forehead, and silently swore in his heart.

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The next day, when Wu Yi woke up, he saw Li Jing obediently closing his eyes and sleeping lightly next to his bed.

What happened yesterday when I was half drunk and half awake rushed into my mind, and my reason was washed away without a trace.

In an instant, many thoughts flooded into my mind.

In this enlightened and unrestrained era, love affairs between men have long been not a rare thing. Even the current prince Li Xian is famous for doting on his own household slave Zhao Daosheng, let alone other royal family and nobles.Almost every family has one or two handsome servants, not for liking, but also for face.

Jing'er is naturally different from those foolish youngsters of the royal family, but after all, he is a young man with full blood, so it's no big deal to do something presumptuous on the spur of the moment.

After thinking about it, this child has also reached the age of knowing human affairs, and in a few years, he will marry a gentle and graceful woman like Yan Ming and hold a grand wedding.

At that time, as a master, I must also attend to congratulate him on his wedding, right?

When I think of this, it seems that a certain place in my heart that has just been filled has been gouged out again. In the faint pain, it seems that some inexplicable feelings are exposed.

While he was struggling with his own thoughts, the young man beside him had already woken up from a light sleep, and was just looking at him steadfastly, with his blushing cheeks reflected in his eyes.

The eyes of the master and the apprentice met each other, and their eyes were attracted to each other like a magnet. They each had thousands of words in their hearts, but they couldn't say a word.

What broke the silence was a hasty knock on the door.

Wu Quan was outside the door, anxious and organized: "Just now, the people in the palace sent someone to invite Mr. Wu, saying that the old crown princess was seriously ill, and all the imperial physicians have been called for a consultation, especially the gentleman who once served the crown princess. For several years, you must not be absent."

Wu Yi's heart sank, he had already made up his mind.

The so-called old concubine refers to the former concubine who honored the emperor's widow Pei.

Ever since Li Hong died of illness, Mrs. Pei has been depressed, and her life has become more and more emaciated. Now there are more reports of illness, and she is about to follow her husband.

Goose is a kind of bird with deep affection and righteousness.

Once the geese are alone, they will hesitate, and the geese that have lost their companions will mourn.

The first meeting with Li Hong Jinghong in the past broke into my mind unexpectedly, and only then did I realize that my words seemed to be a prophecy.

Today's Crown Prince Li Xian has always respected and filial to the emperor, and he also takes care of his widow in every possible way. Pei's condition has always been taken care of by Chen Jiwen, the Imperial Physician serving the East Palace, and it is absolutely not his turn to take care of the situation as a little medical worker.

Unless she was seriously ill, Dr. Chen Jiwen was determined not to be so troublesome, and specifically asked him to go with her, not like asking him to go for a consultation, but more like having some last words.

"Master." Li Jing said softly, waking him up from his contemplation, "Go to the palace quickly, I will go back to Taixue by myself."

Wu Yi nodded at him, hurriedly put on his clothes and walked out of the yard, a palace carriage was already waiting outside the door.

All the way fast and fast, but within a few hours, he had already rushed to the palace where Mrs. Pei lived.

The vain sunlight of autumn folded obliquely into the gate, drawing a pale and distinct straight line, cutting the entire palace into two distinct parts, bright and dark.The astringent air after the autumn rain mixed with the fine bitterness from the traditional Chinese medicine, and they settled together in the dark hall, as if the bitter medicinal juice was also poured into the human brain, making people dizzy all of a sudden. stand up.

In the shadows, several imperial physicians stood behind the curtain, and a thin and haggard hand stretched out from the curtain, as thin as a withered wooden branch, as if it could be broken with a slight force.

But after a year of hard work, she has become sick like this.

Dr. Chen Jiwen gently closed her ruler through the roller blind, and after a while, he just shook his head helplessly.

Seeing Wu Yi rushing over, his heavy face relaxed slightly, and he said to the inside of the curtain: "Madam, Wu Yi has already arrived."

A thin voice came from inside the curtain: "Okay, you all go down, leave him here alone, and talk to me."

"My lady, there is one thing I still want to say." Dr. Chen Jiwen's deep voice was like a gentle wind, slowly blowing through the hearts of everyone present, "Heart disease needs heart medicine, as long as the lady can forget the old people , get back to myself, and wonder if I will be able to recover in a short time and regain my health."

There was silence for a moment, and after a while, I heard a faint sigh from the curtain: "Does this mean the doctor's words, or the crown prince's?"

Chen Jiwen said: "As long as you are willing, this is what His Royal Highness wants."

"Then please tell the doctor to tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I thank him for his kindness, and I will also bring his kindness to the respectful emperor under Jiuquan."

What Li Xian meant was to persuade her to remarry someone else. He was willing to match her up and eliminate all possible problems.

As soon as Pei shi said a word, he almost cut off his own escape route.

Her attitude was so firm, Chen Jiwen could only nod his head, and said to Wu: "Your Majesty still wants to ask you some questions, so you can talk to your Majesty."

After all, all the imperial physicians were screened out, leaving Wu Yi alone.

Across a thin rolling curtain, Pei's voice was as light as a piece of driftwood without center of gravity: "I called you here because I have a question to ask you."

Wu Yi felt like a huge stone was pressing down on his heart, and he couldn't breathe heavily.

"The minister must know everything and say everything."

"Okay." Mrs. Pei gasped for a moment, calmed down, and asked softly, "Is it Zhang Qiren's own idea or the queen's intention to murder the Emperor of Filial Piety?"