Although Mu Mingtang didn't understand, he could roughly guess that it wasn't a good thing when he heard the words' fight poison with poison '.
Mu Mingtang asked, "How is this' fight poison with poison 'method?"
The young Daoist said, "It's simple. After being eroded by the smell of Crow Feather Flight for a long time, he will suddenly lose control when he smells the guiding drug. It's impossible to rely on external forces to resist. He can only try to use his mind to restrain himself. After a few times, his body will get used to it and he won't be led around by the guiding drug. "
"So you mean …"
"We'll find the medicine ourselves and let his illness flare up. Of course, the dosage will be small at first. After he can control it, we'll gradually increase the dosage until it completely burns the roots of Crow Feather Flight. If he can endure for two hours in a sealed room with the guiding drug, then this kind of medicine is nothing to be afraid of. "
In order to prevent smallpox, people would deliberately let children come into contact with the scabs that fell from people who contracted smallpox. The scabs were detoxified. If the children could resist it, then they wouldn't have to worry about smallpox for the rest of their lives. If they couldn't resist it … then they could only resign themselves to fate.
The treatment method proposed by the young Daoist was similar to smallpox vaccination. The mechanism was the same.
However, when it really fell on one of his own people, Mu Mingtang still frowned. "I understand the principle, but what if …"
Hsieh Hyun-chen pressed Mu Mingtang's hand and said, "There's no 'what if'. This method is fine. Let's do as he says. "
When the young Daoist first proposed this, he was worried that Hsieh Hyun-chen wouldn't cooperate. After all, these princes and imperial descendants had been spoiled since childhood. Their fingertips didn't even touch water. This kind of treatment method was mentally and physically torturous. Hsieh Hyun-chen might not be willing to endure this kind of suffering. Now that Hsieh Hyun-chen was willing to cooperate, it couldn't be better.
The young Daoist said, "It's much easier if you're willing. However, I'll say the ugly words first. This method is very painful and will only get more and more painful. Although you've agreed now, you can't blame me when you feel uncomfortable later on. "
"I won't." Hsieh Hyun-chen didn't explain further. He only said, "Let's begin."
The Little Daoist scratched his head and said, "This is only my conjecture. There are still a lot of preparations to be made for the actual implementation. First of all, we need a quiet and sturdy house. Crow Feather Flight's effect is very strange, and your killing power is a bit too great. To be on the safe side, when you smell the guiding drug, you have to be locked in a room alone. "
"Alright."
"Also, don't let anyone disturb me during my treatment. Oh right, you can pay for the medicine yourselves. "
This Daoist priest was truly a money-grubber. Hsieh Hyun-chen didn't even need to think before replying, "Alright."
"Then there's only one problem left." The Little Daoist revealed a somewhat embarrassed expression and said, "The Crow Feather Fly is only produced in the southern border. I've never seen it before, so it will still take some time to prepare the medicinal catalyst. So, at the very least, I have to wait until I buy the Crow Feather Flight before I can start the treatment. "
For some reason, Mu Mingtang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Alright, it's good to take some time off. Let's take advantage of this time to let his body recover. "
Mu Mingtang's heart trembled with fear when she heard this. They had to deliberately induce Hsieh Hyun-chen's illness, then force him to endure it, and even lock him in a small room alone … Every word the Little Daoist priest said made Mu Mingtang's heart palpitate with fear and trepidation. Just hearing this made her extremely worried. If they could take some time off and let Hsieh Hyun-chen recover before starting the treatment, that would naturally be the best.
Hsieh Hyun-chen had always been quiet, but this time he raised an objection, "I have the guiding drug."
"What?"
"I have the guiding drug in my hands." Hsieh Hyun-chen's eyes were cold and clear, his lips were pale, and even his tone was as light as a puff of smoke, "No need to wait, let's start today."
Hearing Hsieh Hyun-chen's words, Mu Mingtang also slowly remembered that she had previously unintentionally found a fragrant incense ball in the cupboard. That day, although they had purposely put the incense ball back in its original position, they had scraped out a lot of incense ashes from it.
If this really was the guiding drug, then the incense ashes contained the medicinal properties of the Black Feather Flying Root. However, because it had already been burned, the medicinal properties had naturally weakened. It was indeed a good choice that met the Little Daoist priest's requirements.
Mu Mingtang wanted to say something, but hesitated. She looked worriedly at Hsieh Hyun-chen. Hsieh Hyun-chen had always gone along with her in the past, but this time he was resolute.
The Little Daoist priest didn't know what Mu Mingtang was thinking. He happily raised his eyebrows and said, "So you have it, that's great! In any case, the amount we need in the beginning is small, so we'll use yours first. When we can increase the dosage, I'm afraid I'll have already bought the Black Feather Flying Root. Oh right, remember to tell me the cost of the medicine. "
The Little Daoist priest's three sentences always talked about money, but Mu Mingtang wasn't even in the mood to pay attention to him. Hsieh Hyun-chen silently tightened his grip on Mu Mingtang's hand. He placed her hand on his knee, indicating that she was fine.
Then Hsieh Hyun-chen looked at the Little Daoist priest and said, "You don't have to worry about money or the venue. When can we start? "
"I still need to prepare two more sets of medicine. Although you'll mainly have to endure it yourself, you'll still need to use medicine to nurse your body back to health. It'll take about two days. Once I've prepared the medicine, we can start. "
Hsieh Hyun-chen nodded. He confirmed the time with a few words, "Alright, the day after tomorrow, at nine o 'clock in the middle of the lake at Qingtang."
The Little Daoist priest also knew that their situation was special. They could only start at night, so he agreed. After the discussion, they didn't need to worry about the rest of the matters. Hsieh Hyun-chen stood up and left with Mu Mingtang.
The wind outside was rustling. The night breeze carried a slight moisture, as if it was about to rain. The two walked side by side, both of them silent. After a while, Hsieh Hyun-chen asked, "I didn't notice before, but where did the black iron chains go?"
Mu Mingtang was startled. She suddenly raised her head and looked at him, "What do you want to do?"
"I'm afraid that I won't be able to control myself and hurt you," Hsieh Hyun-chen said, "It's best to lock my hands. In any case, you know how to open them, so there's no harm."
Ever since Hsieh Hyun-chen regained consciousness, the Emperor had sent another person to the Prince's Residence. The heavy black iron chains had also disappeared. If Hsieh Hyun-chen hadn't mentioned it, Mu Mingtang would have forgotten about it.
She also didn't pay attention to where the black iron chains had gone.
Mu Mingtang said, "It's probably in the storeroom. It would take a lot of effort to move such a heavy thing out. It's most likely still in the Prince's Residence." After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, he was slightly hesitant, "But, these chains were originally meant to humiliate you. Why did you …"
"I used to think that it was shackling and humiliating." The night wind blew gently, bringing with it the unique coolness before the rain. Hsieh Hyun-chen's voice seemed to melt into the wind, clear and light, "But now, I can somewhat understand their actions."
In the beginning, these chains were placed on him by his biological father. Hsieh Hyun-chen had tried his best to break free from them. Now, Hsieh Hyun-chen chose to pick up the chains again and put them back on his own hands.
If it was him, even if there was only a one-tenth chance, he was willing to try. But if it was Mu Mingtang, even if there was only a one-ten-thousandth chance, he didn't dare to let her take the risk.
If he really lost control, at least the black iron chains would be able to stop him.
"I won't." Mu Mingtang held Hsieh Hyun-chen's hand tightly and said, "I believe you won't. The day after tomorrow, I'll accompany you. I'll always be by your side. "
"No." Hsieh Hyun-chen flatly rejected, "It's too dangerous. You can sleep peacefully in the room."
"No." Mu Mingtang was also very determined. She looked at him resolutely, "If you don't let me follow, I'll sneak out. It might be even more dangerous. In any case, wherever you go, I'll go. "
Hsieh Hyun-chen furrowed his brows. Logically, he knew that he should stop her. If Hsieh Hyun-chen wanted to, he had plenty of ways to make Mu Mingtang stay in Jade Qilin Hall for the entire night and not leave. But emotionally, he was shamefully unwilling.
Hsieh Hyun-chen struggled for a long time before finally turning his head. Without saying a word, he only held Mu Mingtang's hand tightly.
This was his only weakness, and also the courage that allowed him to continue walking. As long as she was here, whether it was the chains that had brought him endless humiliation or the double torture that the young Daoist had suggested, he could endure it all.
On the following day, Mu Mingtang accompanied Hsieh Hyun-chen to Zhen Qingtang. The young Daoist carefully added a small pinch of incense ash, mixed it with wormwood, and lit it. Then, he locked the door from the outside. Actually, this door was like nothing. Even the Black Iron Chains inside didn't have any effect on it.
If Hsieh Hyun-chen could restrain the drug, then the door and the lock wouldn't be necessary. If Hsieh Hyun-chen couldn't control it, then no matter how many locks were placed on the outside, they wouldn't be able to stop him.
What they were truly relying on was precisely the source of the danger. They were all betting on Hsieh Hyun-chen's willpower.
The young Daoist and Mu Mingtang waited outside the door. The night wind carried the water vapor on the surface of the lake, blowing on their bodies somewhat cold. The young Daoist couldn't help but shiver. He hugged his arms and yawned, "It's so cold. I'm cold and sleepy."
After the young Daoist finished speaking, he looked at Mu Mingtang strangely, "Aren't you cold?"
Mu Mingtang shook her head. Her eyes were practically glued to the incense stick. The young Daoist followed her gaze and said, "The incense stick's time is still far away. The wind here is too strong. We'll just be standing here and waiting. Why don't we go to the attic and sit for a while? "
Mu Mingtang shook her head and said softly, "No need. Little Daoist is cold. You should go and rest for a while. "
The young Daoist hesitated, "It's cold and dark here. If you're the only one left, you …"
"I'm not afraid of the dark." Mu Mingtang smiled at the young Daoist and said, "Many thanks for Little Daoist's kindness. I'm not afraid. You've worked hard today. Quickly go and rest for a while. Although Zhen Qingtang hasn't been used much, the cushions and soft things inside are all new. If Daoist wants anything, feel free to ask. There's no need to be polite. "
The young Daoist was skeptical, "Then I'll really leave?"
Mu Mingtang nodded and smiled. Since Mu Mingtang insisted, the young Daoist didn't try to persuade her anymore. He went to the side hall to warm himself. The young Daoist went upstairs and lit the lamp in the dark. When he was groping around just now, he felt that the furnishings here were very expensive. After lighting it up, he found that it really was expensive.
The balcony was exquisite and beautifully stacked. Calligraphy and painting screens were hung everywhere. One could see the elegance in the nobility. The young Daoist touched the incense burner and found that it was made of real gold. He clicked his tongue and sighed, "I thought it was gilded, but it turned out to be pure gold. These paintings and paintings are also the work of famous masters. In their house, they hang them up like they don't cost anything. How can their imperial residence be so rich? "
The young Daoist touched around for a while before finally sitting comfortably in a chair. He didn't hold back on the pastries on the table and casually picked to eat. In any case, if he didn't eat, it would all be thrown away tomorrow.
The young Daoist enjoyed it for a while with a vengeful mentality. Finally, he remembered that he was also a doctor. He thought of Mu Mingtang who stayed downstairs. After all, she was a woman. Was it really okay for her to stay outside in the dark?
Zhen Qingtang was an attic hall built in the center of the lake. During the day, it was naturally quiet and elegant to hold a banquet and enjoy the scenery here. However, it was a bit scary to appear in this kind of place in the middle of the night. As far as the eye could see, all he could see was the pitch-black surface of the water. From time to time, the whistling sound of the wind could be heard from the forest by the shore. The young Daoist was used to walking on mountain roads, so when he stood outside just now, he felt his hair stand on end.
The young Daoist's conscience finally overcame his hatred for the rich. He hugged the pastries and walked to the window, wanting to call Mu Mingtang to come up and sit down. The young Daoist pushed open the window and found that Mu Mingtang was no longer in the same place.
She was standing under the window, facing the inside of the room. The clear and cold moonlight sprinkled on her body, as if a layer of frost had fallen on her shoulders.
The young Daoist suddenly became quiet. He remembered that Hsieh Hyun-chen had locked himself in a similar position. Under the moonlight, it was as if he could see Hsieh Hyun-chen's figure.
Mu Mingtang didn't move. There was also no movement in the room. However, the two of them inexplicably knew that the other person was just a window away. The young Daoist watched for a while, then silently closed the window.
The young Daoist basically ate until he was half full. He calculated that it was about time, so he took two pastries from his sleeve and slowly went downstairs.
Downstairs, the incense stick that he had calculated the time for was indeed about to burn to its end.
The spark suddenly lit up, then disappeared. Mu Mingtang ran to the door at almost the same time, took out the key, and unlocked the door. Mu Mingtang originally wanted to stay in the room, but Hsieh Hyun-chen firmly disagreed. He even told her to lock the door from the outside. If Mu Mingtang refused, then he would lock the door from the inside.
Mu Mingtang didn't feel at ease. If she locked the door from the inside, she wouldn't be able to enter if something happened. She could only follow Hsieh Hyun-chen's request and close the door and lock it from the outside. Now that the time was up, Mu Mingtang immediately ran in to check on Hsieh Hyun-chen's condition.
Hsieh Hyun-chen looked extremely tired. His face was deathly pale, and his eyes were red. Mu Mingtang's nose twitched when she saw him. Hsieh Hyun-chen shook his head and said hoarsely, "I'm fine."
As he spoke, he wanted to stand up, but as soon as he moved, he suddenly felt dizzy. The black iron chain connected to the heavy object behind him made a loud crashing sound.
Mu Mingtang hurriedly went forward to support him. She helped him slowly sit back down in his seat, "Don't worry, take your time."
After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, she hurriedly turned around to look for the young Daoist, "Young Daoist, quickly come and see how he is."
The young Daoist sniffed at the door. When he saw that the smell of the mugwort had mostly dissipated, he slowly walked in. He took Hsieh Hyun-chen's pulse and said, "The first time is considered a success. In a while, I'll leave two prescriptions. Take one at noon and one at night every day. After five days, prepare for the second treatment. "
Hsieh Hyun-chen didn't even have the energy to speak. He only nodded. Mu Mingtang asked about some dietary taboos before solemnly thanking the young Daoist and sending him out.
Mu Mingtang wanted to stay here and wait for Hsieh Hyun-chen. The young Daoist knew that he would be an eyesore if he stayed, so he might as well go back to sleep. Thus, he straightforwardly said his goodbyes. After the young Daoist left, Mu Mingtang sat beside Hsieh Hyun-chen. When she touched his ice-cold fingers, she felt extremely distressed, "Is it very uncomfortable?"
Hsieh Hyun-chen's lips were completely pale. He only shook his head, "It's fine."
If Hsieh Hyun-chen said it was fine, then it meant that he was really feeling very uncomfortable. Fighting poison with poison sounded simple, but the pain involved could only be understood by the person involved.
Mu Mingtang's heart was feeling very uncomfortable. She didn't tell Hsieh Hyun-chen. She only silently unlocked the chains on his hands.
After the lock was unlocked, Mu Mingtang originally wanted to carry him to the ground, but Hsieh Hyun-chen forcefully snatched him away. This lock was really heavy. Mu Mingtang thought of something and asked, "How did you get them out? Didn't the people in the storeroom suspect anything? "
Hsieh Hyun-chen didn't say much. He only vaguely said, "They didn't notice."
How could they not notice such a conspicuous thing? Mu Mingtang expressed her suspicions. However, since Hsieh Hyun-chen said so, Mu Mingtang didn't pursue the matter. She just treated it as a coincidence.
After Hsieh Hyun-chen's headache subsided, the two of them returned to Jade Qilin Hall. Just like when they came, they didn't alert the servant girls.
Perhaps, it wasn't that they didn't alert them.
If they left once or twice, the servant girls might not notice. However, they hadn't been in the room for such a long time. Did the servant girls who were on night duty really not notice?
Mu Mingtang didn't continue to think about it. Hsieh Hyun-chen didn't say anything, so she didn't ask. The composition of the people in the Prince's Mansion was very complicated. Mu Mingtang couldn't say for sure how many of them were the Emperor's people, how many were Hsieh Hyun-chen's people, how many were pretending to be deaf and mute, and how many were secretly loyal to Hsieh Hyun-chen.
After treating Mu Mingtang like this several times, she didn't know if it had any effect. However, Hsieh Hyun-chen's expression gradually calmed down. He was no longer as sensitive and sharp as before. It seemed that regardless of whether the treatment was effective or not, it was a worthwhile trip to treat Hsieh Hyun-chen's illness.
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