GTB Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Giving medicine wasn’t a dream, so the bath……

Mu Feng had a “you wouldn’t understand” look on his face, “What do you know? The Princess is running a high fever. His Highness definitely wants to cool himself down with a cold shower and then hug the Princess to lower her temperature.”

Hearing this, Mu Huo sincerely exclaimed, “I really can’t tell! Our Highness always seemed so detached from women, I didn’t expect him to be so doting on his wife.”

Mu Feng glanced at Mu Huo, “That’s because he wasn’t married before. Doting on anyone would have been a waste. His Highness wouldn’t waste his time on unrelated women.”

Shi Yan, after pouring buckets of cold water over himself, finally felt his body regain some composure. He angrily said to the two in the shadows, “What are you muttering about? Go call Lu Luo to change the Princess’ clothes.”

As he spoke, he turned and went inside. As soon as he had changed his clothes, Lu Luo’s voice came from outside the room.

“Come in,” Shi Yan said, sitting at the table, his body turned away from the bed.

Lu Luo entered the room, gave Shi Yan a slight bow, and hurried to the cabinet. She took out a set of inner garments and went to the bedside, struggling to help the drowsy Jiang Jiuchu up.

Her young mistress had rarely been sick since she was a child. She hadn’t expected that entering the palace this time would cause her so much suffering.

It seemed that even though the poison had been neutralized, it was still very harmful to the body. Tomorrow, she would have the cook make some chicken soup for the mistress to replenish her vitality.

In less than the time it takes to brew a pot of tea, Lu Luo quickly changed Jiang Jiuchu’s clothes, bowed to Shi Yan, and respectfully withdrew.

For some reason, she was a little afraid of this Seventh Highness, especially today. She felt that the Seventh Highness was in a bad mood.

But thinking about it, it was understandable. The mistress had been poisoned like that, how could His Highness not be angry?

The next day.

When Jiang Jiuchu woke up, she felt weak all over. She was a little puzzled, wondering why she still felt so weak, even though she had slept from the late afternoon yesterday until now. Could it be because she had slept too long?

As she got out of bed to put on her shoes, Lu Luo and Lu Yi came in from outside the door. “Mistress, you’re awake. How do you feel? Do you still have a fever?”

Jiang Jiuchu touched her forehead, and replied in confusion, “Fever? I don’t have a fever! I just feel a little tired and sore all over.”

She had no idea that she had a high fever and was unconscious last night. She only vaguely remembered that she seemed to have had a dream about taking a bath, and there seemed to be someone feeding her medicine, and it was Shi Yan feeding her mouth-to-mouth.

Alas! She must have been frightened by Shi Yan’s actions last time, which is why such a scene appeared in her dream again.

Lu Luo remembered Shi Yan’s instructions and said to Lu Yi, “You serve the mistress to wash and dress. I’ll go call the doctor to come and see the mistress.”

Hearing this, Jiang Jiuchu quickly stopped Lu Luo, “My poison has long been neutralized, there is no need to call a doctor.”

Lu Luo, thinking of Jiang Jiuchu’s drowsy state last night, explained:

“Mistress, you probably don’t know, you were sick and feverish last night, and you were so feverish that you were unconscious. It was this servant who helped you change your clothes!” After she finished speaking, she quickly left the room.

“I had a high fever last night?” Jiang Jiuchu asked Lu Yi as she recalled carefully, but she couldn’t remember anything.

“Yes, last night Mu Feng asked Lu Luo to come and change your clothes. It was probably because your clothes were wet with sweat from the fever!”

Hearing this, Jiang Jiuchu looked at her inner garments, which were indeed not the set she wore yesterday.

She had just finished washing up and was about to sit down for breakfast when an old man carrying a medicine box walked in behind Lu Luo. “Greetings, Princess Consort.”

“No need for formalities, please sit,” Jiang Jiuchu said, placing her hand on the table.

The old doctor quickly put down the medicine box and took Jiang Jiuchu’s pulse. After a moment, he withdrew his hand and said, “The high fever has completely subsided, but the cold has not been eradicated. This old man will re-prescribe a few doses of medicine to dispel the cold for the Princess Consort. Drink it for three days and you will be fine.”

“Re-prescribe?” Jiang Jiuchu repeated the key words, wondering if this old doctor had prescribed medicine for her before?

Just as she suddenly realized something, the old doctor’s next words directly confirmed her guess,

“Yes! The prescription last night was for reducing fever, today it must be changed to medicine for dispelling cold.”

Jiang Jiuchu nodded in response, but in her mind she was thinking, if drinking medicine wasn’t a dream, then the bath…

A shiver ran through her body, and she immediately shook her head. Impossible, definitely impossible.

Although men like to take advantage of women, helping her take a bath was obviously not something Shi Yan would do. It should be the other way around, she would help him wash.

Besides, if he even helped her bathe, why would he need to call Lu Luo to change her clothes? Wouldn’t that be obviously redundant?

So, impossible, definitely impossible. At most, he just fed her medicine.

Jiang Jiuchu comforted herself and dismissed this possibility.

“Your Highness, that little palace maid couldn’t withstand the torture and bit her tongue to commit suicide.” In the study, Shi Yan burned the secret document he had finished reading while listening to Mu Feng’s report.

He then instructed, “Go to Lan Yue Pavilion and select a woman with high martial arts skills to protect the Princess Consort.”

“Yes,” Mu Feng replied and withdrew.

Shi Yan leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping the armrest one by one. His beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, looking in one direction, his dark eyes full of thoughts.

In the afternoon, Ji Shutíng came to visit Jiang Jiuchu. After hearing about Jiang Jiuchu’s experience, a trace of guilt was mixed in her horrified eyes.

“Jiuchu, it’s my fault. If I had stayed with you all the time yesterday, perhaps that person wouldn’t have had a chance to attack you.”

“How could that be? Whether you were there or not wouldn’t have stopped that person from attacking me. They would have always found a way to send you away.”

Jiang Jiuchu felt that this dangerous experience was not a bad thing.

“Besides, if that person couldn’t find a chance to harm me yesterday, they would always look for opportunities next time. After this incident, I also know that there is such a danger, and I will be more careful in the future.”

Ji Shutíng nodded, “I just don’t know who wants to harm you. Has the Seventh Highness found any clues to the person behind the scenes?”

Jiang Jiuchu shook her head, “The Seventh Highness hasn’t told me yet, he probably hasn’t found out yet. Since that person dared to attack, they probably made complete preparations, so it’s probably not that easy to find out.”

She thought for a while and asked Ji Shutíng, “Shutíng, you know Kyoto better. Tell me, among the girls in Kyoto, especially those noble ladies with extraordinary status, are there any who are obsessed with the Seventh Highness?”

Hearing this, Ji Shutíng was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jiang Jiuchu in shock, “You don’t suspect…”

Jiang Jiuchu nodded, “Yes, that possibility is not impossible. That’s how it’s written in the storybooks, and most of these methods are from the hands of women in the inner quarters. Only women who hate because of love will think that destroying a person is more satisfying than killing them.”

Ji Shutíng felt that what Jiang Jiuchu said was not unreasonable, but in this Kyoto, there were quite a few daughters of noble families who liked the Seventh Prince.

She thought for a while and said, counting her fingers, “The Fourth Miss of the Sun family, Li Zhirou of the Loyal and Brave Marquis’s mansion, He Yuyao of the He Shangshu mansion, seem to all admire the Seventh Highness.”

“And………”

Jiang Jiuchu saw that Ji Shutíng was still thinking and said in surprise, “There’s more?”

Ji Shutíng nodded, “Of course there’s more. The Seventh Highness is so good-looking, and he’s also a prince, which young lady wouldn’t want to marry him? However, I can’t remember who else for a while, and not every girl writes her thoughts on her face and makes them public. Some are secretly in love.”

Jiang Jiuchu felt a little tired. She finally found a direction, but this direction was too broad.

She felt that she had to tell Shi Yan. Based on Shi Yan’s status as the person involved, he should be able to know who was most likely, so as to narrow the scope.

After seeing Ji Shutíng off, Jiang Jiuchu looked in the direction of the study, hesitated for a while, and still walked in. After all, it was about her life, she couldn’t slack off.

Jiang Jiuchu pushed the door open and saw Shi Yan leaning back in his chair, closing his eyes to rest. Seeing her come in, he opened his eyes and looked at her.

She paused and asked a little awkwardly, “Your Highness, are you busy?”

“Not busy.” Shi Yan looked at Jiang Jiuchu who came in, his eyes darkened, then he looked away, reached for a folding fan and shook it open, and asked indifferently, “What is it?”