The Martial Doctor
Chapter 363 - 329: I Can Do It Now
"Fei’Er, you, you..." Yue Mei’Er was instantly tongue-tied and stammered in shock.
"Why, you can, but I can’t? Don’t forget, I’m one of the four servants of the Saint Heir, serving in bed is one of my duties, I’m just fulfilling this obligation now." Ji Fei’Er spoke as if it was a matter of course.
The reasoning was flawless.
"Fei’Er, do you know what it means to serve in bed?" Yue Mei’Er asked cautiously, because of Ji Fei’Er’s health issues, many times they avoided such topics in front of her.
"Isn’t it just a man doing that..." As soon as Ji Fei’Er spoke, Yue Mei’Er reached out and covered her mouth.
This was too direct, too vulgar.
"Fei’Er, don’t you even have our women’s monthly cycle?"
"I do now." Ji Fei’Er said very seriously.
"You can now, could it be you’ve been cured..."
"Yes, after so many years, I finally found a physician who could cure me. I originally wanted to try with him, but unfortunately, he wasn’t willing." Ji Fei’Er said lightly.
"Ah!" Yue Mei’Er covered her mouth in surprise. Can this even be tried? After trying, she would lose her innocence.
Without innocence, how to serve the Saint Heir?
"If he had agreed, I would have killed him after trying, so no one would know. Anyway, I won’t have any trace of blood."
Yue Mei’Er swallowed, this was somewhat unlike the Ji Fei’Er she knew, but it was indeed her usual speaking style.
"Then Fei’Er, after serving the Saint Heir, do you also plan to..." Yue Mei’Er asked cautiously.
"No, the Saint Heir is our master and husband, how could I harm him?" Ji Fei’Er shook her head.
Yue Mei’Er patted her chest: "Fei’Er, you scared me to death."
"Mei’Er, surely you’ve tried with the Saint Heir, can you tell me his size, so I can get used to it beforehand..."
Yue Mei’Er felt her heart was hit hard, a layer of sweat forming on her forehead.
"Fei’Er, have some water, this matter, must wait for the Saint Heir to leave seclusion."
"That’s fine, my cycle will come in two days, I have time to wait." Ji Fei’Er said as a matter of course, "Help me arrange a room, not too big."
"Fei’Er, if you do this, the Saint Heir won’t be interested..." Yue Mei’Er spoke lifelessly.
"Then what should be done?"
"Have you been to Qinlou, Fei’Er?"
Ji Fei’Er seriously nodded.
"Have you seen a man and woman doing that...?"
Ji Fei’Er nodded: "I’ve seen it, it’s the man [too direct to describe], and the woman’s screams were worse than killing pigs..."
Yue Mei’Er rolled her eyes, she didn’t know how to educate Ji Fei’Er on these matters.
This won’t do, she can’t handle it, she must report the situation to Lin Miao quickly.
If this can’t be finessed, just use "Soft Tendon Powder" to knock her out and imprison her, but that’s just a temporary solution.
If the Moon Worship Sect doesn’t get feedback from Ji Fei’Er, they’ll send someone else, and next time it might be an elder level.
If such a person enters Da Li, it will definitely alert the Wen Dao Sect, and by then, the Young Master’s identity will be exposed.
This absolutely can’t happen.
The Young Master doesn’t want to return to the Moon Worship Sect because his cultivation is insufficient, going back would only make him a puppet, so he needs to improve his cultivation, at least reach the Meridian Passage Realm.
Give the Young Master a few more years, by then things will be different, he’ll have the strength, and a bigger say.
Of course, this is just Yue Mei’Er’s understanding.
Actually, Lin Miao never considered going to the Moon Worship Sect to become the Moon Palace Master, or inherit the position of Sect Leader.
It’s not like there’s no choice, if there’s a choice, why become a Magician everyone wants to fight against?
...
Knowing Zhao Ze is the Crown Prince, Lin Miao didn’t expose it and naturally wouldn’t publicize it, not even telling Sun Youwei.
The fewer people know this secret, the better.
And Wen Ruyu knew about this secret and was too scared to come.
Luckily, Lin Miao closed the clinic, announcing a temporary break, the patients needing follow-up can go to Anning Hall.
Xia Zhu is over there, it’s just follow-up, as long as no prescription adjustments are needed, Xia Zhu seeing them is not an issue, Sun Youwei can also gain experience.
And new patients will be received by Wen Ruyu, he now very much likes this experience-gaining feeling, after all, it verifies the content of Lin Miao’s little classes.
During this time, he felt his medical skills had greatly improved.
Lin Miao, on the other hand, rested at home, wrote books, occasionally dealt with emergencies, like delivering babies, and also diagnosed the Crown Prince Zhao Ze.
The person booked an entire inn, such a VIP client naturally must be well maintained.
Not expecting to be thanked after curing him, at least in the future he will remember this favor and not cause trouble for him.
After the stitches were removed.
Lin Miao gave him a treatment plan involving a medicinal bath.
After all, he is the Crown Prince. Money is not a problem, and he can obtain any precious medicinal ingredients. When buying medicine, he can even make a profit.
As for the effect, with multiple approaches, it naturally improved.
Why is it that wealthy people can live long as long as they don’t harm themselves? It’s because they can use money to prolong their lives. Poor people, when they fall ill, can’t afford treatment. If they can endure it, they do; if not, they move on to another world.
The Crown Prince, belonging to the top echelon of nobility, lacks neither money nor resources, only a healthy body. For the sake of health, he is, of course, willing to spend money.
Medicinal baths, acupuncture, and internal medicine.
With royal health practices, abstinence, and giving up alcohol, Crown Prince Zhao Ze’s spirits have noticeably improved, and he’s also lost weight.
A person becomes more spirited after losing weight.
Anyway, when Lin Miao first checked his pulse, Zhao Ze had many health issues, but after a month of treatment, there’s been significant improvement.
One could say he is a completely different person from when he first arrived.
Though the entertainment industry in Dongshan Prefecture isn’t as developed as in Li Jing, it’s still present. However, the Crown Prince’s health clearly prevents him from indulging in such scenes.
Thus, he can only visit some local places, listen to operas, stroll through the streets, observe the true situation of the people, and immerse himself in the everyday life of the commoners.
This month’s observations have deeply impacted Zhao Yuanze. Previously, he was mostly in the deep palace, and even when leaving the palace, he was always surrounded by people, never truly witnessing the lives of the common people.
In his view, the people of the Da Li Dynasty lived prosperously, at least with enough to eat and wear. Only after coming down did he realize it wasn’t truly the case.
Though some people live well, most live in hardship, especially when a family member falls seriously ill, plunging the entire family into poverty—a common occurrence.
Lin Miao’s clinic, offering low-cost medical consultations, and the court’s policy of affordable medicines have saved many families from poverty due to illness.
Especially the genuine respect from the common people towards Lin Miao, which cannot be bought with money.
You might be able to buy off hundreds or thousands, or even tens of thousands, or a whole city’s people?
Evidently, that’s impossible.
The Crown Prince came this time without an entourage. Since it’s for medical reasons, the more discreet, the better. Apart from the protection by the royal family’s guards, he only brought a dozen trusted guards and two palace maids to serve him.
Life among the commoners, though poor, is vibrant and lively, a light-hearted alternative compared to the stagnant and tense atmosphere of the palace.
There’s no scheming and backstabbing here, only ease and harmony, without the need to fret over the vexing matters of court politics.
Since he came out discreetly, apart from maintaining necessary contacts, frequent interaction with the capital is not advised, as it increases the risk of discovery.
...
"The couple plans to visit Shanglin Temple today to burn incense."
"Understood, Liansuo, follow them quietly. Engage only if there’s danger." Lin Miao called Liansuo and instructed.
"Yes, my lord." Liansuo never questions Lin Miao’s orders; she knows he must have his reasons.
"Mao."
"Master." Lin Mao, hanging upside down, descended from the beam.
"Take this letter to Fahai at Shanglin Temple. He’ll understand once he reads it." Lin Miao wrote a note, put it in an envelope, and handed it to Lin Mao.
"Got it." Lin Mao took it, tucked it into his robes, and with a flash, disappeared from sight.
...
Dongshan Prefecture Yamen.
"Mr. Dong, the Crown Prince has been ill for almost a month without improvement. This isn’t a good sign. The eldest son, Pei Xuan, wrote saying he hasn’t seen the Crown Prince for a month." Zhuo Qingfeng handed over a handwritten letter from Pei Jian’s eldest son, Pei Xuan.
"Is it impossible to access the Eastern Palace?"
"You can enter the Eastern Palace, but the Crown Prince’s living quarters, Changxin Palace, are off-limits to everyone. It’s said the guards of Changxin Palace have all been replaced by the emperor’s Hidden Guards." Zhuo Qingfeng replied.
"The emperor’s Hidden Guards? Why would the emperor consider confining the Crown Prince to the Eastern Palace?" Pei Jian reacted in shock.
"I’m not sure. Recently, there’ve been many rumors about the Crown Prince in the capital, and some ministers have presented memorials, but they were all withheld by the emperor."
"What about the Empress? She’s the Crown Prince’s birth mother; is she really unaware?"
"Every two or three days, the Empress sends someone to deliver supplements to the Crown Prince’s Eastern Palace and has personally visited him several times, but nothing seems out of the ordinary."
"Since the Empress hasn’t raised any concerns, the Crown Prince should be fine and is probably just resting and recuperating. We don’t need to worry too much." Pei Jian breathed a sigh of relief. The Fifth Prince, Zhao Yuanchun, was only granted the title of King Qi, indicating the emperor hasn’t planned to replace the Crown Prince immediately.
Aside from the Crown Prince’s lack of an heir, there are no other issues, and the ministers also don’t want political instability. The Crown Prince’s succession is the best outcome.
If the Fifth Prince takes over, there will undoubtedly be bloodshed. Who can guarantee they will come out unscathed?
With the Crown Prince’s succession, there won’t be any mass executions, but with the Fifth Prince, it’s hard to say.
"Have you investigated the identity of the advisor from Li Jing by the side of Marquis Wu’an?" Pei Jian inquired.
"He has many people around him, including family, so it shouldn’t be difficult to find out. But there’s no feedback from the capital, and they’ve moved out of the official lodging, rented an inn, and only use their own people, making it impossible to investigate." Zhuo Qingfeng, having worked for Pei Jian’s intelligence unit for so long, had never encountered such a situation.
"Arrange a meeting with Mr. Lin for me. Tell him I’ll take him to the theater tomorrow at the pear garden," Pei Jian ordered after a brief contemplation.
"Alright."