Gu Weikai called out to him thrice before the old doctor moved his eyes away from Huarong. "The Old Man is practicing medicine and no one is allowed to watch him. Please leave."
Huarong was confused as she was forcefully dragged out of the room. She asked Gu Weikai, "Uncle, don't you think that the old doctor is a little strange?"
Gu Weikai shook his head. "Not at all. What's wrong?"
"He was staring at me as if he knew me. I didn't have this feeling when I was at the Qilin Mountain. It's so strange." The old doctor's deep eyes lingered in her mind, as if she had seen them somewhere before.
Gu Weikai touched her forehead. "Are you scared silly? You're the Emperor's new princess. Of course you'll attract attention. What's so strange about that? Even when I was walking on the street, people pointed at me and said that he was the Emperor's new favorite uncle. "
How could it be explained like that? Huarong was skeptical. "Really?"
"Of course it's true. Recently, because of you, our Gu Family has become very famous. Even Old Zhang, who raises horses, has the trouble of being pointed out by others." Gu Weikai had a proud expression, as if he was the one who was favored by the Emperor.
Huarong felt that this was not the case, but she could not figure out what was wrong.
The old doctor came out in a short time. He wiped his hands and said, "He's alive. He just needs to rest for two months."
This time, he did not look at Huarong. Instead, he said to Gu Weikai, "It's not easy to walk in the dark. Please take the Old Man to the Duke's Public House."
Gu Weikai was touched and almost cried. This time, Zhao Han-chul's life was hanging by a thread. The Duke's Public House would definitely blame Huarong. However, if the Gu family personally took the old doctor to save his life, it would be a different story.
He bowed deeply. "The Gu family will never forget the Godly Doctor's righteousness."
The old doctor didn't say anything. She just took the medicine box and walked out. Her eyes never stopped on Huarong, as if what she felt just now was just an illusion.
There was no time to think too much. Huarong immediately turned around and entered the house. Shuxiu and Zhu Liu, who had already announced that there was no hope for them and were preparing for their funeral, were now breathing evenly again.
"The Godly Doctor is indeed a miraculous doctor. Shuxiu's face actually has some color." You Clan sighed.
Huarong stood aside and pondered. She had personally checked Shuxiu and Zhu Liu's breathing. They were already on the verge of death. The best doctor in Jinling had declared that they could not be saved. You Clan was looking for a doctor while preparing for the funeral. They had even prepared a white cloth to wrap the bodies.
However, this old divine doctor had only stayed in the room for two incense sticks' worth of time. A person who was about to be buried miraculously came back to life. It was too surreal, too … Perhaps this was a divine doctor! Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to say that he wouldn't save the living.
But … were mortals really that miraculous?
Unable to get an answer, Huarong was escorted back to the Moon Embracing Pavilion early. Xing 'er prepared hot water and hot porridge for washing up. "Princess, you haven't slept all night. Take a bath first and eat some hot porridge to fill your stomach. I heard that the Godly Doctor could bring the dead back to life. I believe that Shuxiu and Zhu Liu will be fine. Don't worry."
Huarong looked at her with a blank expression. She didn't say anything. She washed up and ate the porridge as she was told. Then, she lay on the bed and closed her eyes.
It was said that if one couldn't sleep, they should close their eyes. It could barely be considered as recuperating. However, Huarong couldn't help but think of the old divine doctor's eyes when he looked at her reminiscing about the past and Xi Shi's inappropriate concern.
She didn't believe in love at first sight. Xi Shi was a cold person. It was difficult for such a person to fall in love at first sight. So, why was he so concerned?
It was so confusing. Huarong shook her head. She felt that her mind was in a mess. It was as if she had forgotten many, many important things. She couldn't remember them no matter how hard she tried.
At noon, Huarong, who was lying on the bed, heard Gu Weikai and the Old Man talking outside. "Mother, don't worry. The Godly Doctor is here. At least he saved the Crown Prince's life. He will recover in ten days or half a month. Is Anin not awake yet?"
"How can Anin bear such a big incident? I'm afraid she needs to sleep for a while. " The Old Man and the other women of the Gu family had been guarding the Moon Embracing Pavilion since dawn. They were afraid that their precious Anin would be frightened and have nightmares. Who would have thought that it would be so quiet in the morning?
When Huarong heard that Zhao Han-chul had saved his life, she heaved a sigh of relief. She could finally rest assured.
She didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up again, it was already the next day. Shuxiu was carried to her bed. She smiled as if she had just survived a disaster. "Miss, is this servant destined to have good fortune after surviving a disaster?"
"Yes." Huarong's nose twitched. She reached out and patted Shuxiu's head. "Recuperate well. Your Miss is now a princess. You need to recover quickly so that you can bully others."
"Yes, this servant will recover quickly so that I can bully Miss. Hehe." She said longingly.
"What are you talking about? You are already the princess's servant, but you still don't speak properly. " The Wu Clan brought in the medicine. "Quickly drink your medicine. Shuxiu, go back and rest. You have been serving Anin since you were young. I don't feel at ease if it was someone else."
Shuxiu was so touched that tears streamed down her face. She had heard that after she was injured, Xing 'er served her without eating, drinking, or sleeping. She was really afraid that she would fall out of favor. Now that she heard Madam's words, she was finally reassured.
Xing 'er brought in some water for Huarong. She saw Shuxiu crying and laughing at the same time. Her expression did not change, but her heart was filled with mixed feelings. The people of the Gu Family seemed to be very different. They cared a lot about old relationships. She served them wholeheartedly and tried her best to please them, but she could never match up to Shuxiu. It seemed that she had to change her method.
The Emperor sent many gifts that filled up the Moon Embracing Pavilion. He also specially told Huarong to build a princess' residence next to the Gu Family. After the New Year, construction would begin. Higashito also came to visit Huarong. Huarong did not ask about the pendant. The two sat in front of the stove and chatted.
"Recently, the court has been forcing Imperial Father to appoint a Crown Prince. Sigh, Imperial Father has lost weight again. There are more white hairs on his head." Higashito's face was full of heartache and righteous indignation. "Consort Xian is too much. She dares to openly form cliques for personal gain. Now, more than half of the court is Ninth Brother's people. This New Year will not be easy."
Actually, it had nothing to do with Huarong who became the Crown Prince. She did not know any of the princes, so it did not matter who became the Crown Prince.
"The Emperor has many sons. Isn't it easy to choose a Crown Prince? The one who is capable should be the Crown Prince. If he can't even defeat the Ninth Prince, there's nothing wrong with giving the position of Crown Prince to the Ninth Prince, "Huarong added.
"You don't understand. The Emperor is still looking for one of my Imperial Brothers. Unfortunately, after so many years, there's no news at all. I'm afraid that he's most likely dead. Even if he finds him, he'll only bring a storm of blood to the Imperial Family. Higashito was deeply worried. However, she quickly smiled again. "It's almost the New Year. After the New Year, I'll return to Higashito. At that time, you should spend more time with Imperial Father. He treats you as a friend."
"Of course." Huarong smiled.
Soon, New Year's Eve arrived. Although the mastermind behind the assassination of Huarong and Zhao Han-chul had not been found, and Zhao Han-chul and Shuxiu had not fully recovered, it did not affect the festive atmosphere in the capital.
Huarong personally held the hand of the Old Man to hang the lanterns. One by one, they filled the entire Gu Residence. After hanging the lanterns, they cut the window paper. Huarong was clumsy and did not like to learn. He served tea and water at the side and was very attentive.
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