Inlaid With Jade - Chapter 101

Chapter 101
Reunion

Zhu Ming’s coffin stayed in Zhongcui Palace for seven days before being secretly transported to the imperial mausoleum for burial in the dark of night.

It was against the rules to bury the prince in the imperial mausoleum, but Zhu Ming was dead, and the people’s grievances were resolved, so the ministers who knew about this did not dare to touch the reverse scale of the grief-stricken Emperor Chong’an at this time.

After the news of Zhu Xi besieging Zhongcui Palace and killing his brother came out, it attracted a lot of applause from the people. The people did not know the reason, but they only thought that Emperor Chong’an instructed this move and praised the Emperor’s virtue.

Emperor Chong’an lost his son in his old age. Although he did not punish Zhu Xi on the surface, he sent Wei Lin, who served him, to the bitter cold land of the north to join the army to show his deterrence. But the duties of the Imperial Guards had always been exceptional. In the eyes of others, the Emperor had cut his eagle claws in grief and hatred.

The glorious place was dirty and dark, and the grand palace was full of secrets. After this palace plot, the politics seemed clear on the surface. Like ordinary people, the princes received their punishment, but in reality, some died, and some were injured. After settling the old hatred, new resentment was added. These conflicts were unsettled in all dynasties.

Not long after, Li Heming, who seemed to have nothing to do with this party struggle from beginning to end, was finally released from prison and reinstated.

After Li Heming exited the imperial prison, Lin Yu invited an old doctor who used to work in the Imperial Hospital but had now resigned to treat Li Heming’s injuries.

Li Heming came back on He San’s horse. As soon as he entered the mansion, he happened to meet the old doctor who had been personally brought by Lin Yu. Unfortunately, before he could talk to Lin Yu, the old doctor pressed him into a chair and asked him to take off his clothes to heal his injuries.

The old doctor had a keen nose and could smell Li Heming’s blood and pus as soon as he saw him. Li Heming took off his shirt and sat in a chair with his bare chest. The old doctor pierced several acupuncture points on his body with needles and slowly tore off the white cloth stuck to the newly grown flesh on his body.

The old doctor, who had a head full of white hair and was already in his 80s, had steady hands when he inserted the needles and held the knife. The blade slid in along the skin and cloth, and with a slight flick, it separated the stuck gauze from the blurred flesh and blood.

There were oil lamps and candles in the room, but it was not bright enough, so Li Heming sat by the open window. Uncle Chen was still holding a lantern to light it up. The old doctor moved a low stool and squatted in front of him, and the two of them covered his wounds tightly.

Lin Yu was so worried that she had to sit aside and wait. She asked Zelan to bring the incense burner and nervously lit the round incense, symbolizing reunion. The weather was hot, and Li Heming’s whip wounds were worsening. The old doctor carefully removed the bloody white cloth, and he was sweating all over his old age.

However, Li Heming was calm and relaxed, letting the old doctor move a sharp medical knife around his body. His dark eyes stared at Lin Yu’s profile over the old doctor’s gray hair. Uncle Chen followed his line of sight, felt he should give way, and let his wife stand here to light the lamp for him.

Li Heming also had this intention. He quietly winked at Uncle Chen. Uncle Chen understood and moved to the side. He was about to call Lin Yu over. However, the oil lamp in his hand shook, and an old and thin hand suddenly reached out and straightened the lamp in his hand.

The old doctor treated Li Heming’s injury without raising his head. He just said: “Please don’t move. I am dizzy. Don’t hurt Lord Li.”

Uncle Chen looked at Li Heming and shook his head slightly, indicating that he could do nothing, so he had to stand back steadily.

However, Li Heming did not resign. Seeing Lin Yu was busy with work and not looking at him, he lowered his head and coughed twice.

This method worked. Lin Yu immediately turned and looked at him nervously: “What’s wrong?”

Li Heming cleared his throat and said to Lin Yu: “I’m thirsty.”

When Lin Yu heard this, she planned to make him hot tea, but the old doctor said: “Lord Li just took a few blood-activating pills. It’s not suitable to drink in the next half hour. Just bear with it.”

Lin Yu put down the cup and sat back: “I listen to you, Lord.”

Li Heming: “…”

The old doctor forced him to sit down upon returning to the mansion. Until now, he hasn’t even touched Lin Yu’s hand. Looking at his wife, who was so close but untouchable, his heart turned itchy. He felt that he must hold something to feel at ease. He looked at Lin Yu and started to make small talk: “I heard that my father-in-law retired?”

Lin Yu was slightly surprised: “Father just resigned from the Emperor yesterday. How did you know so quickly?”

With others around, Li Heming couldn’t say he was sharp-eyed and sharp-eared in prison, so he lied: “I heard it on the way back.”

Lin Yu smiled slightly: “Father has resigned, and I heard from my brother that my sister-in-law will return soon. My brother has been worried for a few days, so I can finally rest a$sured.”

The young couple chatted briefly, but the old doctor was anxious. Doctors need to be calm when treating patients; they don’t like people disturbing them the most. He straightened his waist and took a rest, blinked his dry eyes, and then said to Lin Yu calmly: “It’s noisy here. I can’t calm down, and my hands are not stable. Please go out for a while. Wait until I finish applying medicine to Lord Li, then come in.”

Lin Yu naturally agreed concerning Li Heming’s injury, so she stood up: “It’s my fault. Then I’ll go see how the medicine is in the kitchen. I won’t disturb you. If you need help, just call me.”

Lin Yu listened to the advice. Li Heming looked at the doctor silently, and the doctor was inexplicably stared at by him: “Does Lord Li have anything to say?”

Li Heming retracted his gaze: “…No. Please continue.”

However, Lin Yu seemed to have noticed that Li Heming wanted to keep her here, and she worriedly said, “I will be back soon. Listen to the doctor, and don’t move around.”

Her words seemed to coax a half-grown child, but Li Heming fell for it and responded softly: “En.”