Emperatriz viuda Xiaoxuan

Capítulo 101

Zi Jin smiled contentedly at the bronze mirror, and the person in the mirror instantly regained a little vitality.

"Young master, what are you doing?" Xiao Shuang walked in and saw Zi Jin taking off her clothes.

"Go to sleep." Zi Jin turned her face, looking as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Xiao Shuang looked at Zi Jin with a puzzled expression, her face changing several times. She said softly, "Young Master, it's only Chen Shi (7-9 AM). You just woke up, are you going to sleep again now?"

"It's only Chen Shi (7-9 AM)? It feels like it's already evening to me." Zi Jin stared blankly for a moment, then frowned and looked out the window. "Why is it so dark?"

"Young Master... are you alright? It's raining outside, so it's getting dark." Xiao Shuang looked at Zi Jin with unblinking eyes and said carefully.

"Really? Spring rain is as precious as oil... Let's go take a look." Zi Jin smiled and walked outside.

"Young Master... Old Master Fang has arrived." Xiao Shuang said cautiously, looking at Zi Jin's face. "Did you wash off the rouge on your face, Young Master?"

"Three days have passed already?... The rouge isn't being washed off. Whether it's a boy or a girl, the doctor already knew when he took her pulse." Zi Jin walked to the sandalwood chair, sat down, rolled up her sleeves, and neatly placed one arm out. She turned to Xiao Shuang and asked curiously, "Where is the doctor?"

"Oh... I'll go fetch them right away." Xiao Shuang ran out in a panic.

Mr. Fang, dressed in a blue robe, strode in, put down the box he was carrying, slowly opened it, and took out a jade bowl, a hollow silver needle, and a rubber band.

Zi Jin stretched out her arm and nodded and smiled at Mr. Fang.

Old Master Fang nodded approvingly: "Young master, you look quite well today. Have you finished the soup I had them prepare with every meal?"

Zi Jin nodded respectfully and smiled gently, "Thank you for your trouble, sir. I'd like to go out and see the rain later, could you hurry?"

"Young master is in a hurry." Old Master Fang smiled and bowed his head, tightening the rubber band around Zi Jin's arm as usual.

As the needle was inserted, Zi Jin trembled slightly before relaxing. Her dark eyes were devoid of light, empty and lifeless. She watched silently as the bright red blood slowly flowed from her pulse, expressionless.

Old Master Fang gazed silently at Zi Jin for a long time, his eyes filled with growing reluctance. He sighed softly and turned to look at Xiao Shuang: "Young Master, have you been eating well these days?"

"It's alright," Xiaoshuang replied, lowering her head.

"Have you drunk all the tonic soups I prescribed?"

"I drank it."

"What does the young master usually eat these days?"

“Young Master isn’t a picky eater. He drinks the nourishing soup the old gentleman sends and the prince’s tonics every day,” Xiao Shuang replied softly, her head lowered.

"The tonic sent by the Prince? What kind of tonic?" Old Mr. Fang asked, stroking his beard and squinting.

"This servant did not know, but ever since the young master entered the palace, this medicine has never been stopped."

At this moment, the jade bowl was full. Old Master Fang quickly removed the needle, placed the bowl properly, and leisurely began tidying up the things in the box.

"Young master, please rest well. I will come again in three days."

After the needles were removed, Zi Jin slowly closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

The eunuch who had been standing at the door strode in, poured the blood into a blue-and-white porcelain cup, and left quickly. Old Master Fang followed closely behind.

After a while, Zi Jin opened her eyes, her eyes no longer bright and lively: "Xiao Shuang, let's go for a walk."

When Xiao Shuang saw that Zi Jin had woken up, she quickly picked up the medicine bowl on the table and handed it to Zi Jin, saying, "Young Master, please drink your medicine first."

Zi Jin gave a wry smile, took the medicine bowl, drank it down in big gulps, and then handed the empty bowl back to Xiao Shuang.

Xiaoshuang had just taken the empty bowl when she hurriedly handed over the spittoon.

Suddenly, without warning, Zi Jin bent over and began to vomit violently, expelling all the medicine and only stopping when she vomited clear water. Exhausted, she slumped back into a seat.

Xiao Shuang put down the spittoon and patted Zi Jin's back slowly. After Zi Jin sat down, she handed him some water: "Young Master, please rinse your mouth."

Zi Jin turned her face, took the water and rinsed her mouth: "I want to go for a walk."

Xiao Shuang walked to the basin, dampened a cloth, and handed it to Zi Jin, saying softly, "Young Master, you should wash off the rouge on your face. It wouldn't be good if outsiders saw it and it got back to the Prince."

Zi Jin glanced at Xiao Shuang, took the cloth, and vigorously wiped her face: "Are you done?"

Xiao Shuang took the cloth and said, "Young master, please don't be angry. I will go and get the cloak so we can go out together."

"No need, I'd like to take a walk by myself." Zi Jin lowered her head, slowly stood up, and walked quickly towards the door.

Xiao Shuang hurriedly grabbed her cloak and chased after him.

A light drizzle falls, willow branches droop to the ground, a gentle breeze sways, and a thin layer of mist shrouds the hazy blue lake, adding a touch of ethereal beauty to Weiyang Lake, making it seem like a fairyland, a dreamlike illusion.

At the Liuran Pavilion in the middle of the lake, Zi Jin, wrapped in a thick cloak, carefully turned four fish over and grilled. A faint smile appeared on her lips as she reached out, pinched off a small piece of fish, and tasted it: "Why isn't it salty enough?"

"No way? Young Master has sprinkled all the salt on it, how can it not be salty?" Xiao Shuang looked at the fish that was already covered in salt with doubt.

Zi Jin pinched it carefully and let Xiao Shuang taste it: "Is it salty?"

"Young...Young Master...Can this still be eaten?" Xiao Shuang asked with a bitter face as she swallowed the fish and stuck out her tongue.

Zi Jin tasted the fish again, still not entirely convinced, and found it wasn't salty at all: "Xiao Shuang, go and get some more salt."

"Young master... this is too salty to eat... alright, wait here, Xiaoshuang will go get it right away." Xiaoshuang stopped mid-sentence when she saw Zi Jin look up, quickly changed her words, and ran out of the pavilion.

A light drizzle was blown into the pavilion by a gentle breeze. Zi Jin shivered and looked up at the lake. In the misty air, she could see a white figure gliding across the water, standing on a lotus leaf, facing the wind.

Zi Jin smiled and shook her head. It was just another hallucination. She had strange dreams every night and felt like a person in white was following her every day. People say that excessive blood loss can cause dizziness and vomiting, but no one says that excessive blood loss can also cause hallucinations.

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