Su Majestad - Capítulo 61
Yang Luoxue submerged his entire body in the water. The water was filled with the scent of medicine, a smell he knew all too well. Whenever he smelled this scent, his heart would calm down.
But this time, I felt inexplicably anxious. It was as if I had pulled back all the force at the last moment of throwing a punch, and all the power had rebounded back onto myself.
This left him with an inexplicable feeling of suffocation and frustration.
It wasn't the frustration of discovering that I couldn't cure Tang Congrong.
It wasn't the helplessness and despair of discovering Xiaoyan's terminal illness.
This frustration is like a grumpy cat scratching at your chest, it's really annoying.
He buried himself deeper in frustration, not knowing what was wrong with him. This easily confused and inexplicable Yang Luoxue was truly awful; she was nothing like his usual self.
When Baili Wushuang came out, she saw the young man sitting in the pavilion, smiling at her from afar. His smile seemed to light up the entire starry sky.
Baili Wushuang went over and sat down.
"Sister, you really have a way with things, even managing to invite Yang Luoxue." The young man poured her a cup of tea. "It's just that this divine doctor seems as difficult to serve as the rumors suggest."
“It was indeed not easy to invite him,” Baili Wushuang said. “He is the eldest disciple of Medicine King Valley, and the city should treat him with the courtesy due to a distinguished guest. Since you are at home, you should take charge.”
Chapter 115
The boy laughed, "You want to dump such a hot potato on me? No way. I've made plans with a friend to go to Luoyang to wait for the peonies to bloom, and I'm leaving tomorrow."
Baili Wushuang frowned slightly. "Wuyou, you are the young master of Suoding City. Are you just going to ignore the affairs of the city like this?"
“Wrong, sister,” Baili Wuyou laughed. “The true master of Suoding City is you.” His face was as beautiful as crystal, and his eyes were as gentle as morning stars. Baili Wuyou, the young master of Suoding City, was renowned for his beauty and skillful hands. His hands could create the most exquisite jewelry in the world and draw the most delicate eyebrows for a beauty. However, he neither forged swords nor attended to official duties. Since the age of sixteen, Baili Wuyou had never entered Beiling Tower.
"Anyway, everything will be fine with my sister." With that, he stood up and pointed with his chin to the doorway. "Yang Luoxue is out." After saying that, he turned and disappeared out from the corner of the pavilion.
Yang Luoxue came out of the room, her hair wet and hanging down her back, and she had a very faint medicinal smell on her body.
Baili Wushuang walked over and said, "I've already arranged the guest rooms. Please come with me."
Yang Luoxue said calmly, "Carriage."
Baili Wushuang was slightly taken aback.
Yang Luoxue turned around, her indifferent eyes looking at her, her eyelashes like dark lines, "Back to Medicine King Valley, a carriage is enough."
"Have you forgotten your promise to treat my master?" Baili Wushuang frowned slightly. "Divine Physician Yang, are you going back on your word?"
"Yes," Yang Luoxue answered quietly and decisively. "I'm happy." With that, he walked away, ignoring her. She watched his retreating figure and called out loudly, "Yang Luoxue!"
Yang Luoxue didn't stop. She had experienced his willfulness before and knew that once such a person decided to do something, no moral code or belief could bind him. She had finally managed to invite him here, enduring everything along the way, only to have it all fall apart at the last moment. Baili Wushuang swooped down, landing in front of him, blocking his path. Her eyebrows raised, a hint of anger in her eyes, "What exactly do you want?"
"What exactly do I want?" She seemed even more self-righteous than him. Yang Luoxue gritted her teeth, unable to maintain her calm expression any longer. "I was abandoned as soon as I entered the city, and you still ask me what I want?! You begged me to come, not the other way around! Has anyone died in Suoding City? Has there been a fire? Has any building collapsed? Baili Wushuang, what reason do you have to treat me like this? Tell me!"
This man's tongue is more venomous than a common woman's! Baili Wushuang was furious. "I should have dragged you off the carriage! Why did I have to worry about you being sick and needing rest? How could I have invited a doctor like you who doesn't care about the lives of patients? I was blind!"
They had probably never been so red-faced and visibly angry in their entire lives.
Having been the head of the family since childhood, standing at the top of the family hierarchy from a young age, they have long been accustomed to everyone bowing and scraping before them. Communicating with everyone is simply "giving orders." They have long forgotten how to express their emotions and feelings, and how to guess what others are thinking from a few words—because it has always been others who have to guess what they are thinking.
"Oh no, they're arguing." Across half the courtyard, Banxue said worriedly from under a window, "Young Master, shouldn't you go out and check?"
Chapter 116
"Why are you going out?" In the darkness, Baili Wuyou's skin gleamed like jade as he leisurely looked at the two people in the courtyard. "Have you ever seen the young lady arguing with someone?"
Banxue shook her head. The young lady had always existed like a god in Suoding City, neither pleased nor angry, remaining expressionless.
"Well then, watch carefully. How rare! I haven't seen her lose her temper since she was seven." There was an indescribable languor in his voice, and the boy let out a satisfied sigh. "As expected of my sister, even when she's scolding, she's so imposing."
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Yang Luoxue's hair, still half-damp, shivered from the cold, her heart trembling as well. From her words, spoken through gritted teeth, he discerned a reason he had never imagined, and paused, stunned. "You didn't wake me because you were worried about me?"
"Although I don't know anything about medicine, I do know that the quickest way to cure a cold is to take the medicine and sleep it off," Baili Wushuang said resentfully. "Jin Ge Wu Ren guarded the carriage all night, and you just happened to wake up when they weren't there!"
She knew how weak a body would be after acupuncture. She was ten years old. The Medicine King of that time needed a full half-month to recover, and he caught a cold the day after his pulse was changed. Even with medicine, he was still a serious case, which was why she hadn't woken him. But fate seemed to be playing a cruel joke on her. For the first time in her life, her thoughtfulness was met with no reward. She angrily flicked her sleeve, "Go! Go as far away as possible! Don't bother seeing me off!"
Yang Luoxue didn't leave. The chilly early spring wind blew on his half-damp hair and his fair, pure skin. Though it was cold, his heart felt as if it were surrounded by a warm, tingling coal fire. All those emotions—anger, anxiety, and frustration—suddenly seemed to melt away in the warmth of that fire, vanishing without a trace. His heart lightened, even his hair seemed to fly, and he suddenly couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Banxue, on the other side of the courtyard, asked in confusion, "Young Master, what is he laughing at?"
"Who knows?" Baili Wuyou said with a hint of melancholy. "Sigh, it's a pity that the argument ended so quickly."
Baili Wushuang was also stunned. Had he gone mad with anger? No, his eyes were clear, and his smile was warm. This was the smile of a normal person, but his fluctuating emotions were too abnormal.
Ah, look at her slightly surprised expression, her eyebrows gently raised, her eyes slightly widened, so serene, as if one could hear the sound of grass and trees growing in the spring night, everything lush and verdant. Yang Luoxue felt as if strings of bubbles were bubbling up from her heart, rising into the starry sky. Ah, tomorrow will surely be a bright and sunny day.
He asked with a smile, "You just said you arranged a guest room for me, right?"
Baili Wushuang looked at him with some suspicion, unsure of his true intentions. The Jianghu Rankings described him as having an "eccentric personality and unpredictable temper," a description that truly captured his essence.
The guest room arranged for Yang Luoxue was a courtyard called "Fuliu Pavilion".
I didn't look around carefully when I checked in last night, but I finally understood why this place is called "Fu Liu Xuan" (扶柳轩) this morning. The courtyard is full of willow trees. In early spring, the willows are just sprouting a few green buds, which look like smoke and mist from afar. A stream flows into the courtyard, and you can hear the gurgling sound.
Chapter 117
"Hmm, selling weapons is indeed much more profitable than selling medicine." Yang Luoxue came to this conclusion after taking a stroll around the courtyard.
Medicine King Valley doesn't have such an elaborate courtyard.
"So the expenses are also much higher," Baili Wushuang said.
“That’s right. Not to mention the cost of building the houses, just sending people to clean and look after them would cost a lot of money,” Yang Luoxue said. “In comparison, the bamboo houses in Medicine King Valley are really economical.”