Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

Lian Qingyang finished showering and returned to his room. Wen Yuechen also finished showering, changed his clothes, and lay on the bed.

The air was still filled with the smell of medicine. Lian Qingyang sniffed it carefully and walked to the table with a calm expression: "Yuechen, do you want to turn off the lights?"

Normally, the lights wouldn't be turned off on the first night of a wedding, but that was because they had things to do that night! Wen Yuechen looked sick, so even if he wanted to, he couldn't do anything. He couldn't sleep well with the lights on, and they couldn't just lie in bed and do nothing, right?

"If Qingyang wants to turn off the lights, then go ahead. But if word gets to my brother, I'm afraid I'll have to mention it when I go to the palace tomorrow."

Threatening me? Lian Qingyang gave up the thought of turning off the lights, walked to the bed and lay down on it, staring at the bed curtains. He could hear the sound of light breathing in his ears. He thought for a moment and then said, "Do you have to take medicine every day?"

"Twice a day, I'm just forcing myself." Wen Yuechen thought he smelled the lingering smell of medicine.

"Who gave you the prescription?" Lian Qingyang tilted his head and looked at Wen Yuechen who was wearing a red inner garment, thinking that his face looked so good even in red.

"My mother found it for me. I have been taking it since I was a child. The effect is quite good, so I have been using it all the time." Wen Yuechen is twenty-five years old now. There are very few people who have not gotten married by this time, especially those who are members of the royal family.

Let's not talk about whether taking a medicine for a long time will reduce its efficacy. The key is that there is something wrong with this prescription. Lian Qingyang feels uncomfortable speaking directly and betraying his mother's kindness. He is struggling with how to change the medicine in the future.

"Qingyang is eighteen now, right? He looks different from the Censor. He must have taken after your mother. Young master, why did you only get married today?"

Hearing the stinging feeling in his words, Lian Qingyang wanted to slap him. Can't you just speak nicely? You became a late wife because you were sick and weak, and you still have time to question my late marriage. You said that I don't look like the censor. Didn't you just find out a little about my background?

In fact, Lian Qingyang was almost twenty years old. He was born prematurely due to various reasons and looked smaller than ordinary babies. He was announced as born when he was almost two years old. I don’t know how the censor kept it secret at the time and no one found out.

"I believe Yue Chen also knows that I have not been loved by my father since I was a child. The mistress is in charge of the household and threw me into the side yard without paying any attention to me. She is even reluctant to give me more monthly allowance, so how can she give me more money to get married and have children? Fortunately, I met Yue Chen, who is so good to me and allows me to have a family." Isn't it just disgusting? Come on, who's afraid of who!

Wen Yuechen heard a tearful tone in Lian Qingyang's voice, and when he turned around, he saw a face that was about to cry.

"By the way, Yuechen, I said I would cure you, and I will definitely do it. I just smelled something wrong in the medicine. Are you sure this prescription hasn't been tampered with by other people?" Lian Qingyang felt that it was better to speak directly if there was anything. 999 said that only by pushing the plot forward as soon as possible can he and the prince travel around and live together happily!

The approaching breath and the low voice close to his ear made Wen Yuechen's ears turn red quickly. Lian Qingyang's words calmed him down. There was indeed an added medicine in the prescription, which was given by his royal brother a month ago. He was concerned about him at the time, and his people did not find anything abnormal, so he took it. However, he only started taking it half a month ago.

Now Lian Qingyang said that the medicine was not right. Could it be that he was not from the emperor's brother's side? He no longer relied on the information found by Yingyi to judge Lian Qingyang. However, he still did not expect that Lian Qingyang was more interesting than he imagined. He was proficient in medicine and discovered the abnormality of the medicine.

Seeing Wen Yuechen stunned, Lian Qingyang had no choice but to sit up seriously. He didn't have time to beat around the bush with Wen Yuechen when it came to matters concerning human life. "Your Highness, if there's anything else, please tell me. How long has this medicine been taken? It shouldn't be more than a month, right?"

"I'll explain this to you in detail tomorrow. It's already midnight, and I have to go to the palace tomorrow morning. Go get some rest." Seeing Lian Qingyang staring at him so seriously, without pretending, Wen Yuechen felt something was wrong. Could this person really be sent to treat him? It would be better to appease him first and think about what to say tomorrow.

"Well, don't lie to me. It's best not to take tomorrow's medicine. Don't worry, I'm here, your life won't be in danger." What kind of emperor is this! It's hard for his prince to even get married, and he's still asking him to enter the palace to see the emperor? Lian Qingyang saw that Wen Yuechen seemed to be really sleepy, so he lay down and closed his eyes and didn't move.

Neither of them slept well that night. Lian Qingyang, concerned about Wen Yuechen's condition, didn't dare to sleep deeply, remaining drowsy and half asleep. Wen Yuechen spent the entire night pondering the origins of his princess, and even made up several identities based on the stories he had read.

Xiao Zhou was on duty on his first day. He knocked on the door three times before cautiously pushing it open and going in, preparing to gently wake up his two masters. But after taking a few steps, he saw two people lying neatly on the bed with the curtains still on. Then they both looked at him in unison.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, it's time to get up." The moment Xiao Zhou was stared at, he quickly lowered his head and saluted.

Lian Qingyang sat up, stretched and yawned in a very ungraceful manner, and only came to his senses when the servant brought in by Xiaozhou helped him change clothes. He was really not used to being helped to put on clothes.

"Yuechen, I've been used to being independent since I was a child. I always change my clothes by myself. Asking them to serve me would be embarrassing for both them and me. Why don't you just let us go? I'll help you change clothes later, okay?" Lian Qingyang couldn't stand being constantly pricked on his itch, so he dismissed them after just putting on one layer of clothing. Noticing the look the servants gave Wen Yuechen before they left, Lian Qingyang felt that he still needed to work harder on Wen Yuechen.

Wen Yuechen watched Lian Qingyang lower his head to tie his belt, and listened to his negotiating tone. He smiled unconsciously and lowered his guard against him: "Okay."

The two of them were going to have breakfast before going to the palace. Before they finished their meal, Xiao Zhou came in and announced, "Your Highness and Princess, Eunuch Zhao is here to announce the decree."

After receiving the imperial edict handed over by Eunuch Zhao, Lian Qingyang had to flatter him on the surface even if he wanted to complain: "Thank you for coming here, Eunuch Zhao. My prince is really unwell. Thank you, Your Majesty, for sparing me this trip to the palace out of consideration for our brotherly love, Madam Li." As he spoke, he winked at Madam Li, who took out a bag and covered it with it, stuffing it into Eunuch Zhao's hand: "Please don't refuse, Eunuch!"

Eunuch Zhao hadn't intended to refuse, and had been trying to pretend for a while, but upon hearing this, he accepted it without hesitation: "You are too polite, Princess. This is what we should do. I won't disturb the prince and princess from having their meal, and I will go back first."

As soon as Eunuch Zhao left, Lian Qingyang's face fell. He leaned close to Wen Yuechen's ear and started to complain, "You didn't tell me yesterday, but insisted on coming after we were almost finished eating and leaving. Why didn't you wait until we were halfway there before telling me? You only remembered that your brother was not feeling well today?"

Wen Yuechen found Lian Qingyang's dissatisfied complaints a bit funny, and afraid that others might hear him, he leaned over to his ear and said, "You were so polite just now, but now you're almost rolling your eyes."

"It's okay, go back to your room after you're done. Not going to the palace today is a day of leisure." Being able to sit and finish breakfast was already the limit for Wen Yuechen. His face became even paler.

Lian Qingyang felt a little distressed when he saw him trying so hard to comfort himself: "Then I'll take a look at your symptoms later, and you tell me the truth about the medicine."