Not long after Marquis Duan left, the Marquis Duan’s mansion sent a witch physician to diagnose Jiang Yun’s illness.
The witch physicians of the Duan Kingdom were well-known and have many secret remedies for diagnosing and treating diseases. However, due to the downfall of the Duan Kingdom, the number of surviving witch physicians has become extremely rare, and many classic medical texts have also been destroyed in the war. Everyone in the Marquis Duan’s mansion had a vague understanding of the relationship between Marquis Duan and the young gentleman in front of him and also knew that this gentleman risked his life to save the Marquis from the fire.
The witch physician was grateful and prescribed one dose of antipyretic medicine and two doses of medicine that could alleviate stomach disease. Sui Heng first had someone boil the antipyretic medicine, and after Jiang Yun took it, the fever subsided in the evening.
Sui Heng repeatedly touched Jiang Yun’s forehead several times to confirm that it was cool and there were no signs of fever. He finds it rare and says, “This Duan Kingdom’s witch physicians really live up to their reputation.”
Sui Heng assured Xu Qiao to prepare the medicine for his stomach disease.
Jiang Yun still had some discomfort in his stomach, so he could only drink in small sips. After drinking half a bowl, he felt a bit overwhelmed. Sui Heng thought of a good idea and said, “How about Gu feed you?”
Jiang Yun thought he was going to feed him with a spoon, but to his surprise, Sui Heng picked up the medicine bowl and took a sip, holding the medicine in his mouth. Then, he wrapped around Jiang Yun’s waist and half kneeled on the bed, with their lips pressed against each other. He pried open Jiang Yun’s teeth and bit by bit delivered them into Jiang Yun’s mouth.
“How is it?”
He asked in a low voice.
Jiang Yun’s face and ears turned red after being fed by him. He pushed him away and said, “Forget it, I’ll just drink it myself.”
Sui Heng chuckled and continued to whisper, “You’re always so shy. After getting married, how will you ‘serve’ Gu?”
Jiang Yun didn’t feel embarrassed this time. He raised his eyes, the tail of his eyes light and his eyes bright, and said, “I can’t do anything. In the future, I can only work hard for Your Highness to serve me.”
Sui Heng raised his eyebrows, “Don’t worry, you are Gu’s little wife. Gu will make sure Your Highness Rongyu is well taken care of every day, making you…” He began to whisper obscene words in his ear.
Jiang Yun took advantage of the situation and lightly bit him.
He asked, “Does Your Highness’s generals and advisors know that Your Highness is so shameless?”
He really doesn’t know how rumors spread about this guy being chaste and rejecting men and women in the past in Jiangnan and Jiangbei.
Sui Heng said straightforwardly, “Gu is shameless towards you.”
The two of them quarreled for a while, and the remaining half bowl of medicine also cooled down. Regarding Jiang Yun’s matter now, Sui Heng didn’t even want to pretend, so he personally brought medicine to the kitchen to heat up.
The witch physician was still waiting outside. When he saw Sui Heng come out, he immediately stepped forward and saluted, saying, “The young gentleman’s stomach disease has been going on for a long time, and he had burned his stomach with extremely strong poison. He also didn’t take good care of it in these years. The humble’s prescription can only alleviate the disease. If we want to eradicate it completely, we need one more holy relic.”
“That holy relic used to exist in the valleys of the Duan Kingdom, but unfortunately it has now disappeared.”
Sui Heng’s eyelids twitched.
“Are you referring to Behe’s egg?”
The witch physician revealed an unexpected expression: “Your Highness knows?”
Sui Heng nodded. “How many are needed in order to cure it?”
The witch physician said, “If he takes one per month, it will be effective for up to two years.”
One per month.
Sui Heng calculated this account and found out that the Tonghe in the palace can only lay one egg in three years. It is said that it also depends on its mood. If he wants to ensure that Jiang Yun can eat Tonghe eggs every month, he may have to raise a Tonghe in the Imperial Treasure Animal Garden and let them hatch eggs at different times. This matter is not much easier than conquering cities and territories, but he has great responsibility for it. Not to mention a red crane egg every month, even if he needs to take a fairy pill every month, he still has to find a way to get it for him.
The witch physician felt guilty and said, “Regarding stomach diseases, our ancestors actually recorded many wonderful remedies. Unfortunately, those pharmacopoeias have been destroyed, and we, as descendants, have not been able to inherit our ancestors’ abilities. Recently, the humble and several other members of the clan have been sorting out the lost pharmacopoeias, hoping to find a better way.”
After the witch physician returned to the mansion, he informed Marquis Duan of Jiang Yun’s physical condition in detail.
Marquis Duan remained silent for a long time, calmed down for a long time, and without leaving a trace, swallowed the wisp of fishy sweetness that surged from his throat. He said, “This time, you will follow Yun Er back to the Jiang Empire, until you help Divine Physician Meng Hui heal all his old illnesses.”
The witch physician was worried. “But Marquis’s health…”
“This marquis is fine, you can rest assured and go.”
The witch physician was ordered to retreat.
The King of Qi self-immolated, and the Qingque collapsed. The Sui army captured the Qi capital, Yongcheng, Suicheng, and other places with momentum like breaking bamboo. After Yan and Bo cities offered their commander’s seals, the other cities guards were leaderless. Seeing the situation was over, they also voluntarily surrendered their cities, and the entire Qi country fell completely into the hands of the Sui army and was included in the territory of the Sui Empire.
This also means that there is truly great unification in the northern part of the river.
After consulting with Emperor Sui, Sui Heng abolished the old name of the Qi Kingdom and changed it to Dongzhou.
Next is the candidate for the position of Dongzhou’s Chief Executive.
This is a big matter. Although Jiang Yun proposed suggestions, he still asked Sui Heng to seek the opinions of Emperor Sui first. Emperor Sui, upon hearing the story, sighed at the unpredictability of the world and agreed to Sui Heng’s suggestions.
Marquis Duan did not refuse again and received the appointment letter from Emperor Sui, but he requested not to receive any salary and to use the remaining time in Dongzhou for forgiveness.
The major events in Dongzhou were initially decided, and it was rare to have two days of leisure. Sui Heng specially set aside time to take Jiang Yun to stroll on the streets.
With strict military orders issued by Sui Heng one after another and coupled with the fact that the future leader of Dongzhou is the beloved Marquis Duan, the people in Qi capital have taken peace of mind, and the streets have quickly returned to their former tranquility.
The sun was shining brightly, and the two of them were like ordinary aristocratic youths. One was wearing a jade belt and a green robe, elegant and unparalleled, while the other was wearing a sleeved brocade robe. They were handsome and tall, walking side by side on the street, attracting many people’s attention.
Jiang Yun had a rare opportunity to stroll around like this. Sui Heng bought him a bunch of small things and stuffed them all into his arms.
As they approached the entrance of a pharmacy, the two of them stumbled upon a carriage from Marquis Duan’s mansion.
Qi Ziqi, accompanied by his old servant Zhao Zhong, came out of the pharmacy and was taken aback when he saw Jiang Yun. The medicine bag in his hand landed on the ground, and his eyes turned red.
After a few days of not seeing each other, Qi Ziqi was haggard and thin, with no more innocent smiles on his face. He stood half a zhang away, staring at Jiang Yun, tears rolling out of his eyes immediately.
Jiang Yun said to Sui Heng, “Wait for me.”
Sui Heng nodded, took a bunch of small things from Jiang Yun’s arms, and leaned against one side of the railing, waiting.
Jiang Yun stepped forward, picked up the scattered medicine bags on the ground, handed them back to Qi Ziqi, and said, “Be careful.”
These warm and gentle three words made it difficult for Qi Ziqi to maintain his composure any longer, arching his back and kneeling in front of Jiang Yun, crying uncontrollably.
“I’m sorry.”
He whimpered and uttered those three words.
He was filled with immense guilt in his heart. This naive Young Master would cry and mourn when he saw separate mother birds and chicks on the street. He couldn’t even imagine how much suffering Jiang Yun and his father had suffered over the years. He couldn’t bear to think how uncomfortable Jiang Yun would feel when he repeatedly mentioned the word “father” in front of him.
He came to the Qi capital and was chased, yet he refused to even enter the door of Marquis Duan Mansion.
All of this was too painful for Qi Ziqi to accept.
He had long wanted to go to the inn where Jiang Yun resided, but he didn’t know what to say to Jiang Yun, let alone what kind of face to face him with.
Now that he has truly let out these three words, he doesn’t know what else he can say.
He felt like a villain occupying a magpie’s nest, occupying the position that originally belonged to Jiang Yun, and taking away his father’s love from him.
Jiang Yun lifted Qi Ziqi up.
“You are already a man, don’t cry easily in the future.” He said.
Qi Ziqi wiped away his tears with force and nodded.
However, tears flowed more and more.
Jiang Yun glanced at the medicine bag in his hand and asked, “Are you feeling unwell?”
Qi Ziqi shook his head and said, “It’s not me, it’s father.”
“Father has been busy with affairs all night these past two days, and he even coughed blood. He was afraid that I will worry and doesn’t want me to know, but I actually saw it all.”
After persuading Qi Ziqi to leave, Jiang Yun talked to Sui Heng about this matter.
Sui Heng did not express any opinion and asked Jiang Yun for his thoughts.
Jiang Yun fell silent and said, “I know where his heart knotted is. Tomorrow, you and I will go to visit him together.”
The next morning, Sui Heng accompanied Jiang Yun and drove to Marquis Duan’s mansion.
The door of Marquis Duan’s mansion was tightly closed. Upon hearing that Jiang Yun had arrived, the old servant Zhao Zhong personally came to open the door and welcomed Jiang Yun in.
Sui Heng stopped in the courtyard and asked Jiang Yun, “Do you need me to accompany you in?”
Jiang Yun shook his head and smiled, saying he didn’t need it. This is Jiang Yun’s first time stepping into this mansion. Before that, he thought he would never step into this place again in his lifetime.
Zhao Zhong led Jiang Yun to the front of the Gathering Hall and choked up, saying, “The Marquis is feeling unwell, but he still insists on handling affairs inside. The old servant advised him several times, but he refused to listen.”
Jiang Yun stood at the foot of the stairs, looking at the two doors that opened.
The morning sun has just risen, casting its radiance on the doors and windows. Although it is winter, it is still a magnificent sight.
Jiang Yun turned his head and asked, “What medicine is he taking now?”
Zhao Zhong quickly understood the meaning and immediately went to the kitchen to fetch the newly cooked medicine.
Jiang Yun took it and walked in alone.
Marquis Duan was sitting alone at the desk, writing with a brush, occasionally covering his lips, and coughing a few times. When he heard footsteps, he thought it was Zhao Zhong and said, “Put it aside for now.”
However, the bowl of medicine was still placed in front of him, with a green sleeve shadow.
Marque Duan was taken aback and suddenly realized something. He looked up and was momentarily taken aback. His brush fell to the ground with a bang.
Jiang Yun picked the medicine bowl up, scooped up a spoonful of medicine, and said, “I’ll feed you.”
The tears in Marquis Duan’s eyes slowly flowed out.
After a while, he said, “It’s Father’s fault. I should have gone to see you first.”
Half an hour later, Jiang Yun stepped out of the Gathering Hall.
Sui Heng immediately approached him, held his hand, and asked, “How is it?”
Jiang Yun nodded, smiled, and said, “Let’s go back.”
At the entrance of Gathering Hall, a figure dressed in ink-colored clothes slowly walked out and stood under the eaves, watching the two of them leave.
After leaving the courtyard, the two met Qi Ziqi again.
Qi Ziqi was pleasantly surprised and approached Jiang Yun to greet him. He was not foolish and naturally knew where his father’s true heart knot was. Therefore, he was very surprised to see Jiang Yun come over.
Or rather, Jiang Yun was willing to come over.
Walking together in the courtyard, Jiang Yun said, “His life has been very difficult, and he has experienced many hardships. In the future, you should take good care of him and not let him worry anymore.”
Qi Ziqi nodded.
“I know, in the future, I will learn to do things and not let him work too hard.”
Seeing Jiang Yun’s hidden intention of bidding farewell, he couldn’t help but say, “And you? Do you really want to leave?”
Jiang Yun glanced at Sui Heng, who was still standing not far away, smiled, and said, “Yes, I won’t come here again much in the future. I have my own responsibility, and there is a very important person for me to be with. I have to go back to my own place.”
Qi Ziqi knew that the situation was irreversible and couldn’t help feeling another wave of emotional distress.
During this period, Emperor Jiang woke up once, and Jiang Yun instructed the imperial physician to prescribe a calming prescription, which allowed Emperor Jiang to maintain a peaceful sleep.
Jiang Yun nestled in Sui Heng’s arms and said, “Let’s just let it all end here.”
Two more days later, Sui Heng officially returned to the court.
When they left the city, Marquis Duan led 500 remnants of the Duan Kingdom to the city gates to see them off, led by Zhao Zhong. The descendants kneeled silently at the backs of the two Crown Princes.
Above the city gate tower, the sound of the zither resounded.
Marquis Duan dressed in ink colored clothes and sat on a tall building, stroking the strings.
Qinghe Yanman melody is a prayer melody.
