However, this also gave her an opportunity in another way: she could redesign the Moxuan Garden that belonged to her and herself.
"Bring me the brush and ink," Nan Xuzong said coldly.
Gong Shu immediately brought out writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone from outside and set up a desk in the Moxuan Garden.
Nan Xuzong quickly drew what he had in mind, and added things that Ji Wushang liked. In the days he spent with her, he gradually learned some of her preferences, and he wanted to take this opportunity to give her some happy memories!
Gong Shu listened to Nan Xuzong's instructions and nodded repeatedly.
After giving all the instructions, Nan Xuzong said, "It's getting late. We'll do it in batches. You should take some time to rest too!"
"Yes." Gong Shu responded, instructing some people to work and others to rest, and then helped push Nan Xuzong's wheelchair into the side courtyard.
Nan Xuzong entered the inner room and saw that Ji Wushang was sleeping peacefully on the bed before stopping quietly.
Under the cover of night, Nan Xuzong smiled, closed his eyes slightly, and began to regulate his breathing.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to catch his breath, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood!
☆、208 Young people, you should be mindful of moderation!
Nan Xuzong frowned, hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom, and immediately covered his thin lips with it. Blood splattered on his robe, and there were also a few drops of blood on the ground.
After catching his breath, Nan Xuzong wiped the blood from his lips, then from his robe. When the blood on his robe couldn't be wiped away, Nan Xuzong's eyes turned cold, and he sat there blankly.
He stared intently at the drop of blood on the floor.
No one can know about my injury, not a single person! But to wipe away and treat this blood... only Gong Shu can be trusted!
After thinking it over, Nan Xuzong called out to the outside, "Gong Shu."
"Master." Sure enough, Gong Shu arrived shortly after and knocked on the door.
Nan Xuzong said, "You can come in by yourself."
"Yes." Gong Shu waved for the others to leave, then opened the door and went into the inner room.
Unexpectedly, what they saw was a silk handkerchief in Nan Xuzong's hand, stained with his blood! His white robe was also stained with his blood, and on the ground... drops of blood!
"Master!" Gong Shu exclaimed.
Nan Xuzong frowned, "No noise allowed!"
"Sir, what's wrong? Should we call the royal physician? No, let the Ghost Doctor and Doctor Cui take a look?" Gong Shu stepped forward.
"It's alright, I know my situation. I need some medicinal herbs, and I need you to find them immediately. However, before that, you must take care of these things for me, as I'm not available!" Nan Xuzong closed his eyes slightly. "Don't let anyone know, don't tell anyone, understand?"
"Yes." Gong Shu immediately stepped forward, pushed Nan Xuzong's wheelchair to the side, and then quickly found a towel to carefully wipe the blood on the ground. He was worried, though. Was the master really not seriously injured? His mouth was full of blood, wasn't it?
Seeing that Gong Shu seemed to be thinking about something while he was doing something, Nan Xuzong said, "Don't overthink it!"
"Yes." Gong Shu could only suppress his doubts.
He naturally didn't dare to glance at the beautiful woman in bed, so as soon as Gong Shu finished dealing with her, he went up to her and said, "Master, would you like to change your clothes first?"
"Hmm." Nan Xuzong glanced at Ji Wushang, and then Gong Shu pushed him out.
"Can I still wear these clothes?"
"Sir, there's blood on it, I'm afraid it can't be washed clean, so you can't wear it."
"Then throw it away, just don't let anyone see it."
"yes."
"Throw it away, along with this handkerchief." Nan Xuzong took out the handkerchief from his bosom. This handkerchief had been with him for quite some time, and he remembered that he sometimes took it out to wipe Ji Wushang's sweat.
Gong Shu was about to take it, but he noticed a slight hesitation in Nan Xuzong's eyes. "My lord is a man of deep affection! I wonder if this handkerchief was a gift from the Crown Princess!"
"Master, why don't we have someone embroider some red plum blossoms on the handkerchief? That way, we can still use it." Gong Shu remembered that some of the maids in the courtyard did just that.
Nan Xuzong thought it was a good idea. "Then take it to wash it and embroider some flowers on it, like peach blossoms." Since they met when the peach blossoms were falling, she must like peach blossoms.
"Yes." Gong Shu immediately put the silk handkerchief into his bosom, then packed up the white robe that Nan Xuzong had just changed out of and took it out to deal with.
Nan Xuzong took a moment to adjust his breathing, then went to his desk and wrote down the names of several medicinal herbs.
When Gong Shu returned, Nan Xuzong had just finished writing and was taking out the Xuan paper. Gong Shu immediately stepped forward, took the paper, and said, "Quickly go and get me some medicine." Nan Xuzong said that it was already past midnight, so he would trouble him. There should still be some pharmacies that had the medicine.
I have to meet Beigong Minhao at the Jiuyue Tower at noon. I can't break my promise, otherwise I don't know what might have happened!
Gong Shu immediately nodded, "Yes," and ran out.
Nan Xuzong pounded some medicine for himself, then took out a medicine bottle from his pocket, mixed the ingredients together, crushed them into a paste, and then drank it.
After catching his breath, Nan Xuzong was exhausted. After drinking some hot tea, he could only push his wheelchair to Ji Wushang's bedside, stay by her side, and fall asleep leaning against the bed.
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When Bei Gongminhao helped Bei Gongjueshi back to the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, it was already night. The Zhenbei Prince and Princess were having an anxious meal when a servant burst in from outside, "Your Highness, Your Highness! The Heir Apparent and the Second Prince have returned!"
"What?" Princess Zhenbei exclaimed in surprise, standing up abruptly. "What are you talking about?"
You're back?
The Prince of Zhenbei was also excited, but he was not good at expressing himself. He stood up, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and said, "Tell me in detail!"
"Your Highness and Your Highness's Consort, it is true. The young master has returned to Dianxiang Garden with the second young master." Dianxiang Garden is Beigong Minhao's residence.
Princess Zhenbei became excited. "Your Highness, I want to go see them!" she said, and started to walk out.
The Prince of Zhenbei stepped forward quickly, "Wait a moment, I'll come too."
Dianxiangyuan.
Bei Gongminhao immediately sent someone to summon the royal physician, and then sent someone to inform the Prince and Princess of Zhenbei that they had returned and that they need not worry.
Before he could finish speaking, a maidservant announced from outside, "The Prince and Princess have arrived!"
Bei Gongminhao immediately thought of going back to the inner room to bathe and change clothes, since he knew that the Prince and Princess of Zhenbei would worry about him in his current state.
But it was too late. The Prince and Princess of Zhenbei had already entered Dianxiang Garden. Upon seeing Beigong Minhao, the Princess of Zhenbei called out, "Minhao!"
Bei Gongminhao froze. To be honest, this call revealed all his longing for his birth mother. Neither he nor Jueshi were her biological children, but she had been very good to them, truly very good.
This woman is elegant and noble, and is worthy of being the Princess Consort of Zhenbei.
Bei Gong Minhao turned to face them. The two of them had already walked up to him. Zhenbei Wang frowned as he looked at Bei Gong Minhao's attire. "Minhao, what's going on?" He wouldn't ask you directly if you were warm or not; he would only ask the most practical questions.
Beigong Minhao bowed to them, saying, "Father, Mother."
"I have found the peerless treasure, but I am a little tired and rushed, which is why I am a bit disheveled. Please don't be angry, Father. I will go and change right away," Bei Gongminhao said, bowing to the Prince of Zhenbei.
Princess Consort of Zhenbei glared at Prince Zhenbei with some displeasure, "Our son has just returned, and you're already asking about other things instead of showing any concern for him. How can you be like this!"
"Me, sigh!" The Prince of Zhenbei sighed helplessly.
Princess Zhenbei stepped forward. "Don't listen to what your father says. Let your mother see you. Oh, you've lost so much weight. There's no flesh on your face!" As she spoke, she didn't mind that Beigong Minhao's robe was a little dirty, and moved closer to him.
Bei Gongminhao smiled and said, "Thank you, Mother!"
Just then, a servant brought over the royal physician. The Prince and Princess of Zhenbei were surprised. The Prince asked, "What happened? Who is injured?"
"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious, Father, Mother, don't worry!" Bei Gongminhao said. "Why don't you go back first? It's getting late, I'll take good care of myself!"
"It's a peerless beauty!" The Prince of Zhenbei frowned and stepped inside. "What exactly happened, Minhao? Explain yourself!" he demanded, peering inside as he spoke. The Princess of Zhenbei, equally anxious, quickly followed.
Bei Gongminhao felt rather helpless, and the physician seemed at a loss for what to do. Bei Gongminhao frowned, "What are you standing there for? Go in and treat Jueshi. If there's even the slightest mistake, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Yes, yes!" The physician nodded immediately and followed Beigong Minhao inside.
Seeing Beigong Jueshi lying unconscious on the bed, the Prince of Zhenbei rushed forward anxiously, "What happened to him?"
Princess Zhenbei looked on in surprise, covering her lips to barely control her emotions, and stepped forward, looking at Beigong Jueshi with heartache.
Bei Gongminhao sighed inwardly. If he told them what had happened, it would only increase their worries... Fortunately, he had his servants change his clothes as soon as he returned. Otherwise, they would have been even more surprised and worried if they saw him covered in blood!
“Father, Mother, Jueshi was just a little traumatized and is not seriously injured. You don’t need to worry.” Beigong Minhao composed himself and immediately called the royal physician forward. “Royal physician, quickly examine Jueshi and see if there is anything seriously wrong.”
Upon hearing Beigong Minhao speak, the royal physician immediately stepped forward, "Yes, let me examine the second prince..."
The Prince and Princess of Zhenbei made way for him, and the royal physician sat by the bedside, then took Beigong Jueshi's pulse. The physician immediately felt a force as if it were pulling him in, and he quickly pulled his hand back.
Sensing something was wrong, the Prince of Zhenbei rushed forward, "Afu, how are you?"
Doctor Afu looked at Prince Zhenbei, unable to give a clear explanation. "I am incompetent. I was pulled in by a force before I could even feel the pulse of the second prince. I had no choice but to quickly pull my hand back! Otherwise, my hand would probably be ruined!"
"What do you mean? Do you think Jue Shi can kill you while he's unconscious?!" Zhenbei Wang was slightly angry. He knew that Doctor A Fu wouldn't lie, but he really couldn't believe that he would say such a thing!
The Prince of Zhenbei grabbed Beigong Jueshi's wrist but didn't feel anything was wrong. "You lied to me! Do you know the consequences of deceiving me!" The Prince of Zhenbei put Beigong Jueshi's wrist back under the quilt and glared angrily at the royal physician.
Afu was astonished. How could this be! He immediately grabbed Beigong Jueshi's wrist again, but this time he didn't feel anything amiss, nor did Beigong Jueshi seem to be trying to pull him away... This was really too strange!
Bei Gongminhao narrowed his dark eyes. "Father, perhaps Afu was intimidated by the peerless internal energy. Father's martial arts are superb, so naturally he is not afraid of peerless self-protective internal energy."
Hearing Bei Gongminhao say this, the Prince of Zhenbei's expression improved slightly. "Give me a proper diagnosis!"
"Yes." Afu felt cold sweat pouring down his forehead. Working in the mansions of these powerful and noble people meant the constant threat of losing his head... Fortunately, the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion was quite kind to them. He would have to be more careful in the future!
Princess Zhenbei stepped forward, and Prince Zhenbei went over to her, taking her hand and gently patting her shoulder in a gesture of mutual comfort. Beigong Minhao stepped forward, blocking the view of Princess Zhenbei and Prince Zhenbei, and asked, "How are you?"
The physician looked up at Beigong Minhao, who gestured with his hand, giving the physician a warning.
The Prince of Zhenbei looked at the two of them and immediately asked, "How is it?"
Bei Gongminhao stepped aside so that the Prince of Zhenbei and his wife could see the physician treating the child. Physician Afu stood up from the bedside and said, "The second son of the Prince has not suffered any internal injuries, so please don't worry too much, Your Highness and Your Highness. The second son only needs acupuncture and a few doses of medicine to fully recover."
"Alright, go and do it immediately!" Upon hearing the order, the Prince of Zhenbei gave it immediately, his gaze falling on Beigong Jueshi. Beigong Jueshi had his eyes closed and his face was very peaceful. However, the Prince of Zhenbei felt something was strange. This was probably due to the vigilance that he, as a general on the battlefield, should have!
"Father, Mother, it's getting late, you should go back now. I will take good care of Jueshi. I'm tired too..." Beigong Minhao said, seeing that it was about time.
Seeing Bei Gongminhao's tired face, the Prince of Zhenbei knew that staying here would only cause him more trouble, so he should go back as soon as possible and talk about it tomorrow!
Since Beigong Minhao and Beigong Jueshi have returned tonight, I don't need to trouble the Prince of the South and the Third Prince. It would be better to go back and write a letter to them.
Princess Consort of Zhenbei still wanted to see Beigong Jueshi, but Prince Zhenbei said, "Then, we'll go back first. You should rest well. Also, if anything happens, you must tell us, the two elders!"
"Yes." Bei Gong Jue Shi nodded. "Also, Father, I'm going to leave the palace tomorrow to see the Prince of Nan. You won't stop me, will you?"
"No." Since it's Prince Nan, that's even better. They have a good relationship and he's a trustworthy person. Besides, the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion is now on the same side as Nan Xuzong, and Beigong Minhao will be the Zhenbei Prince in the future. It's only right that they communicate more.
Princess Zhenbei frowned, "But please don't make us worry anymore!"
“I will never let Father and Mother worry again,” Beigong Minhao said. “When I return tomorrow, I will tell Father and Mother what has happened these past few days.”