Chapter 77 Feng Qi Yun Yong* Part 2
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The sun was setting in the west, the moon was above the willow branches, and this night, the courtyard of Helian Rongchuan was brightly lit. Dozens of servants were carrying copper basins, hot towels, medicine pots, needles and other items, shuttling back and forth between the courtyards. Because they had been instructed a long time ago, they all lowered their eyes, and did not dare to let out a single breath. Only one or two of them were brave enough to secretly raise their eyes to take a look. After leaving the room, a few servants gathered to discuss. They couldn’t help but sigh, but no one dared to spread a word.
It was not until the middle of the night that the youngest and most promising doctor of the imperial Hospital, slowly stepped over the threshold. The quiet and delicate face showed a never-before-seen tiredness, but he didn’t say a word. He only sighed a long sigh facing the frost and white in the whole courtyard.
A row of small guards waiting at the door was immediately frightened, and immediately surrounded him: “Master Wei, my master is… he…”
After speaking, several voices were already shaking.
Wei Jin was stunned for a moment, and looked at the tearful little guard inexplicably, then suddenly slapped the head of the guard closest to him, shouting, “What are you thinking? Are you looking down on my ability?”
“Ah?” The guard rubbed his head, puzzled.
“Hurry back and rest, and cheer up for tomorrow. We will need you to serve him!”
The little guard looked at Wei Jin’s face, and then he understood. Immediately, each of them raised their eyes with joy, their mouths became one bigger than the other, their hands clasped together, and kowtowed: “Thank God, thank you Bodhisattva!”
“Thank you King Yama for letting my master live!!”
Wei Jin frowned and looked up at the night sky. The dark clouds finally dissipated, and the soft and cool moonlight sprinkled down on the spacious, clean courtyard. He could only feel the night wind blowing, and the moonlight was like frost.
Wei Jin couldn’t help but sigh again. He silently turned around and looked at the two people in front of the bed. It was not until he told Helian Rongchuan that Yan Changqing was fine, that Helian Rongchuan finally fell asleep leaning against the bed exhausted. In his sleep, he remained in a half-kneeling position, tightly clasping Yan Changqing’s hand, with a smile on the corner of his thin mouth.
It turns out deep love in this world can look like this.
Wei Jin looked at Helian Rongchuan for a long time. For some reason, a strange feeling gradually rose up in his heart. It was touched, sour, and disappointed. There was even a kind of inexplicable loss.
Since when did he actually towards Helian Rongchuan…? ! !
Wei Jin was taken aback by this feeling, and immediately shook his head to stabilize his mind. He carefully closed the two doors, and turned to leave.
At night, after the panic, fear, worry, and anxiety, he finally returned to his usual calm.
The sky was gradually whitening and shining, and the layers of clouds were smudged into a deep, rose-colored light. The hazy things gradually emerged in the fading cold blue veil-like morning mist. The first ray of golden sunlight belonging to the early morning, slowly projected into the window lattice, gently stroking the face of the sleeper.
Yan Changqing’s eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Close at hand was the sleeping profile of Helian Rongchuan. Yan Changqing frowned slightly, and the fragments left in his mind suddenly rushed towards him like waves.
In the desert, who was running towards him desperately?
In the darkness, who raised a roaring bonfire and embraced him?
Who was it? Who was it? Who was it?
Yan Changqing was silent. He turned his head sideways, his black glazed eyes did not blink, and he carefully looked at Helian Rongchuan’s brows. From the tired gray under his eyes, to the straight bridge of his nose, and the dark stubble on his chin and lips. He looked carefully and slowly, his eyes pacing every inch.
He was accustomed to seeing this man’s amused and arrogant face usually, but he never knew that this man’s face could also be full of worry and exhaustion. Even in his sleep, his long sword eyebrows were still furrowed.
Yan Changqing’s eyes kept staring at Helian Rongchuan’s left arm wrapped in gauze layers, that still showed a faint blood color. Yan Changqing paused then slowly reached out his hand.
As soon as he moved, Helian Rongchuan woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, Helian Rongchuan still thought he was in a dream. He was stunned for a while, grabbed Yan Changqing’s hand, was surprised and delighted, and his voice trembled:
“Awake? How is it? Does is it still hurt? Is your head still dizzy? Do you want to drink—water?”
After asking a bunch of questions, Yan Changqing didn’t answer. He just pursed his lips and looked at Helian Rongchuan’s face without saying a word.
Seeing that he didn’t answer, Helian Rongchuan’s heart sank, secretly thinking that it was not good.
Could it be that the high fever last night burned his brain stupid!
As he thought that, he reached out and touched Yan Changqing’s forehead.
It doesn’t seem to be hot anymore, does it?
Helian Rongchuan grabbed Yan Changqing’s right shoulder: “Do you know who I am?”
Yan Changqing said nothing, only stretched out his hand and gently touched Helian Rongchuan’s slightly distorted face due to nervousness.
Two pairs of eyes stared at each other quietly.
“I’m sorry.” Yan Changqing lowered his black eyes.
He did all the calculations, but in the end, Helian Rongchuan was still implicated. Because of him, he was once again on the brink of desperation. He owed him too much.
The simple answer made Helian Rongchuan’s dangling heart instantly drop. He took Yan Changqing into his arms, but he couldn’t say anything else for a while, he just hugged him, full of guilt and said:
“What are you talking about, I have let you down. It’s all my fault, you were so sick, how could I not see it? You were being bullied by Qinchuan’s troublesome citizens, but why was I not by your side? I…!” Helian Rongchuan spoke to this point and his tone trembled even more. Running all the way in the desert, returning to Dongyun without-stop, all his energy was tied to Yan Changqing, and he had no time to think about other things. It was only now that his nerves loosened a little, and a fear that he had never had before crept into his heart like a creeping tiger.
So close. What would happen if Yan Changqing failed to withstand the difficulties of the people of Qinchuan? What if he wasn’t found in the desert? There was also the torture of the scorched-tail snake…
Helian Rongchuan hugged Yan Changqing tightly. His arms tightened, feeling Yan Changqing’s body temperature and strong heartbeat. He cherished him even more and wanted to hide him from the world.
He had never been so frightened and so happy in one moment.
For the first time, Yan Changqing did not break free from the bear hug, which was about to suffocate him. He just let him hug him like this. After a while, he raised his arms hesitantly, and carefully hugged Helian Rongchuan’s back.
Helian Rongchuan was stunned for a moment, and thousands of thoughts in his mind instantly turned into one thought.
Really, worth it.
Ever since Yan Changqing lived in in Helian Rongchuan’s Bieyuan, the large and small groups of guards, servants, servants and maids in the Bieyuan had been happy every day like celebrating a festival.
After confirming that Yan Changqing’s rabies was no longer a problem, Helian Rongchuan secretly called all the servants together, and whispered:
“From today onwards, in addition to cooking, carrying water and cleaning, do not interfere in anything related to serving me, do you hear?”
The servants were dumbfounded, thinking they were deaf.
A personal guard beside Helian Rongchuan was puzzled and said: “Your Highness, the injury on your left arm is not healed yet. If you don’t let us wait on you, who will wait on you to undress and go to bed?”
“Yes, yes, who will bring you food and tea? Who will help you bathe and wipe your back?”
A few maids had already started to cry, and sigh in despair in their heart: Oh, what kind of life do they have? They heard that as long as a slave can enter the mansion of a noble and grandsons and wait on them, they will have the opportunity to serve as concubines, and even if not that, they could be maids who serve within their room.
For them, they thought they were good looking. They thought that Dongyun’s famous frivolous prince would choose a few of them to live in his wing. They never thought that this frivolous boy had only his reputation and no matter how they dressed up, he wouldn’t even give them a glance. Now, even the work of serving in the room was gone.
Is it possible he doesn’t want them and wants to sell them?
“Waaa, who will help you cast petals in your tub~~~~”
“Aaaaa, Your Highness, I know I’m ugly, but I am strong. I can break rocks with my chest and do physically taxing chores, please don’t drive me away…”
Helian Rongchuan’s brows trembled, he couldn’t bear it any longer:
“Who said they wanted to drive you away? Just follow my instructions!” He raised a finger, his amber eyes narrowing slightly:
“Even if I fall to the ground and my face is covered in blood, you are not allowed to help me when you see it, do you hear? Who dares to talk too much or be meddlesome will have half a month’s wage deducted from him?”
Helian Rongchuan put his hand away and flicked the non-existent ash on the gauze on his left arm. Although the scorched-tail snake venom in his body still needs to be completely removed, the wound on his left arm had already healed for the most part.
But for some unknown reason, Helian Rongchuan still insisted on instructing his servants to wrap his left arm in layers and hang it on his chest, looking rather pitiful.
“If you do as I tell you, the monthly wage will be doubled. After I succeed, I will reward each of you with half a year’s worth of silver!”
All the servants took a breath of air in unison. They finally determined that it was not their ears that misheard, but that their Second Highness was seriously ill and had burned out his brain!
You don’t have to wait on a person, and you can still earn half a year’s worth of wage??! ! !
The servants dispersed one by one with a smile on their face, and the thought of silver dazzled their minds for a while, so they couldn’t care about anything else. Only a little guard rubbed his head in confusion after going out, and said to himself,
“Successful’? Isn’t our master rich and lacking nothing? What else does he want?”
Helian Rongchuan’s most clever little servant Jiu Jin slapped his head: “It really is a wooden head. You can’t even guess this?”
Jiu Jin slapped his mouth and motioned him to look towards Yan Changqing’s wing to the west.
The little guard blinked: “What’s wrong?”
Jiu Jin hates how he failed to meet his expectations and slapped him again, like patting a watermelon that was not ripe at all.
Helian Rongchuan happened to hear this conversation and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his amber-like long eyes also looked westward.
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2 thoughts on “General’s Gown Chapter 77”
That’s not a good tactic… I thought that maybe HTC isn’t so annoying anymore, but I was wrong… He still is
Thank You for the new chapter (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤
I hope that’s the end of suffering for both of them 🙏🙏❤️❤️