Adoption brings disaster

It is said that the Seventh Prince was infected with the plague and felt unwell. After taking the medicine, he fell into a deep sleep. I lay beside him, feeling a little bored.

Because the plague of the Seventh Prince broke out suddenly, how could I not be terrified? Therefore, my spirit has been tense until now.

Now that everything was arranged, my high spirits dissipated. For a moment I felt extremely tired, and even my eyelids were drooping.

So not long after the Seventh Prince fell asleep, I couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep too.

I slept very well and didn't wake up until the sun was about to set.

When I woke up, I immediately stood up and touched the Seventh Prince next to me. I found that he had a fever again and there were more red rashes on his body.

His originally relaxed mood suddenly became tense again. He quickly asked someone to call the imperial physician, and at the same time used physical cooling methods to take care of the seventh prince.

I was originally a lonely person in the original world, and now I have always been served by servants. How could I serve others? I was so busy just cooling down the seventh prince physically that I was in a mess.

Ah San saw it and said, "Your Highness Yuan Qing, let me do it."

Ah San had been standing in the corner the whole time, and I hadn't noticed him. But when he suddenly said something, it scared me to death. I shouted, "Ah San, how could you appear out of nowhere? You gave me a scare."

Seeing that he frightened me, Ah San quickly kowtowed and apologized. I knew that Ah San was not to blame, so I let him get up. After my heartbeat calmed down, I said, "Let me take care of this. Don't let the Seventh Prince catch the plague before he recovers. I don't have the energy to take care of two patients."

Asan didn't understand why I said I didn't have the energy to take care of two patients, because in his world, the hierarchy between master and slave was a fixed number and could not be changed. He could only serve us, and we could not and should not take care of him.

Asan saw that I was clumsy in serving the Seventh Prince, and although I rejected his suggestion, he came over and wanted to serve the Seventh Prince for me.

When I saw this, I quickly tried to push him away, but he dodged away. I looked at him in confusion, not knowing why he dodged away.

Seeing my confusion, Ah San smiled sheepishly, then pulled his sleeves up a little, revealing the rashes on his arms. He said, "I have the plague, and I can't infect you, Your Highness."

Ah San got what he wanted, and it can be said that he has fulfilled his loyalty. But I don't know why I feel so uncomfortable.

Perhaps it is because we all know that there is basically no hope of survival if you are infected with the plague. The Seventh Prince has huge resources and may still have a chance to survive. Asan is just a slave, and saying that he is half dead is already a compliment to him.

I felt unhappy inside, but I put on a calm smile and said, "I'm next to the Seventh Prince every day. If I really wanted to be infected, I would have been infected long ago. You wouldn't have made a difference."

"Your Highness Yuan Qing has a long and blessed life. You have been near His Highness the Seventh Prince every day and have not been infected, but I got infected as soon as I touched His Highness the Seventh Prince."

Ah San finished speaking, feeling that his words sounded somewhat complaining, and fearing I might overthink things, he added, "Your Highness is a blessed man, otherwise he wouldn't have met such a kind man like you. I think he'll be well again in a few days."

I didn’t know what to say. My heart was so blocked and I had an urge to cry, but I still controlled my emotions.

As usual when scolding them, he scolded them with a smile: "Your life belongs to the Seventh Prince, don't even think about running away. I asked the imperial physician to make an extra dose of medicine for the Seventh Prince. You drink the medicine well. When you get better, I will come to settle the score with you, you self-willed bastard."

"Your Highness, are you crying?" asked Ah San.

"Cry your sister, it's the wind that blows."

This tightly locked room was the biggest mockery of my lie, but Ah San didn't expose it. Instead, he knelt down and kowtowed respectfully, saying, "Having met your two highnesses, Ah San has no regrets in this life."

Ah San was about to say more, but the old doctor who had heard the news came running in hurriedly, followed by the flustered young doctor, who said, "Your Highness Yuan Qing, could it be that the Seventh Prince is...?"

When I saw the imperial physician coming, I didn't have time to care about Ah San, so I quickly said to him, "Why is the Seventh Prince having a fever again? Please check his pulse again."

When the imperial doctors heard that the Seventh Prince was not feeling well again, they were naturally in despair. The leading imperial doctors took turns to check the Seventh Prince's pulse. Their increasingly furrowed brows told everyone that the Seventh Prince's condition was not optimistic.

You all looked at each other, not daring to speak. Seeing their expressions, I knew something was wrong. I felt annoyed and sighed, saying, "It's better to hide your illness than to see a doctor. Just tell me what's going on with the Seventh Prince."

"Your Highness Yuanqing, the Seventh Prince will pass away in the next two days." The old doctor said with grief as if his own mother had died.

As soon as I said this, the young doctors behind me started sobbing one after another. Their crying was so loud that I felt dizzy. I said impatiently, "Everything depends on human effort. How can we give up easily until the last moment? Go and prescribe medicine for His Highness the Seventh Prince first. If that moment really comes,

I thought about it and didn't know what I could do at that moment. If that moment really came, there might be no difference between me and these imperial doctors, just meat on the chopping board.

After thinking for a moment, I finally said weakly: "We'll talk about it when the time comes."

People's instinct for survival is extremely strong. Although everyone thought that the Seventh Prince was doomed to die and they wanted to be buried with him, they still went to boil medicine for him.

The Seventh Prince had actually woken up a long time ago, but he just felt unwell. He had been resting with his eyes closed and hadn't spoken a word. After the imperial physician left, he forced himself to get up and said, "Asan, go get that."

"Which one?" Ah San was stunned at first, then he immediately realized and said, "I'll go right away."

"What is it?" Seeing Ah San like that, I knew it must be something extraordinary, so I asked.

"The longevity lock I was born with. Take this thing, and Mother will not make things difficult for you. If I die, you can leave the palace and live your life of luxury and leisure."

The Seventh Prince was extremely weak now, gasping for breath after speaking a few words. By the time he had regained his breath, Ah San had already brought the things.

When the Seventh Emperor saw the things, he struggled to stuff them into my arms and said, "I have a hot spring garden outside the capital. I originally wanted to go there with you on my birthday in winter, but it seems that Yuan Qing will have to go alone."

Watching the Seventh Prince making arrangements for his funeral, I felt a little guilty. If I had known the result would be like this, I should have let him have fun and have some fun. What's the point of learning literature and martial arts? It really proves the saying that you never know which will come first, an accident or tomorrow.

Everyone is afraid of death, and I am no exception. I wanted to refuse and then take it over to show that the father-son relationship between His Majesty the Seventh Prince and I is deep, but my words were surprisingly clumsy at this time. Maybe I felt guilty.

Guilty, I picked up the Seventh Prince's longevity locket and put it around my neck. The Seventh Prince looked at it and touched it, then said happily, "It's really beautiful! I used to really dislike this thing and thought it was ugly. It turns out it's not the thing that's ugly, but it's me who doesn't look good in it."

"I'm wearing your longevity lock to protect your life. You must live a long life, otherwise it will damage my good karma."

"When I get down there, I'll do one good deed every day to accumulate merit for you."

"Come on, I don't know you yet. If I weren't by your side, you would have done countless evil things. Forget about accumulating merit for me. I'd be damned if you didn't go to the eighteenth level of hell."

The Seventh Prince was already very weak. He was exhausted after talking to me for a few words. I asked Ah San to bring some light and easily digestible food and persuaded him to eat a few mouthfuls. However, the Seventh Prince was already beyond help and would not eat no matter how much I persuaded him.

The seventh prince reluctantly ate something, drank the medicine obediently, and then fell asleep in a daze.

I slept too much during the day, and I couldn't fall asleep at this time. I was worried, so I sat up, sang a song, and patted the Seventh Prince to coax him to sleep.

I sat there like this and sang songs for half the night. I wasn't tired or sleepy. I was like a machine, just singing songs and clapping hands for His Highness the Seventh Prince.

"Asan, Ah San." The Seventh Prince exclaimed.

Seeing that the Seventh Prince was terrified, I thought he must have had a nightmare, so I quickly patted him and said, "I'm here, I'm here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

The Seventh Prince opened his eyes and saw that it was me. He smiled and said, "Why is it Yuan Qing? Ah San, ask him to bring some pen and ink."

"I'll get it right away." Ah San in the corner heard this and said.

Asan's military career had already left him in poor health, and now he had contracted the plague and was staggering when he walked.

When I saw San staggering away, my nose felt a little sore. I couldn't seem to understand why San did this, but I also seemed to understand. I felt very sad in my heart, but not very sad.

"Shigemitsu, it seems that Asan is not doing well."

"Asan practices external skills. He has many hidden diseases in his body and has no true qi to protect him."

"Oh."

"Grandpa told me before that he would send Ah San to the palace to recuperate when he returned to Beijing next time, but I didn't expect it."

The Seventh Prince had some strength after a good sleep and chatted with me much more smoothly, but we didn’t talk for long. After a few words, Asan prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

When the Seventh Prince saw that everything was ready, he struggled to get up and wrote something.

I didn't dare to read what he wrote, so I had to stand beside him to protect him so that I could support him when he couldn't hold on.

I just watched the Seventh Prince write. Chongguang was a big man, but now he was hunching over the table, writing something.

His body could no longer support him in doing this kind of thing. He had to stop after writing a few words, and then take a long breath before continuing to write.

Asan stood next to the seventh prince, his face pale.

If I hadn't been there and knew the reason, I would have been scared to death by this scene.

He wrote and paused like this until he finally finished. When the ink dried, he folded the paper and handed it to me, saying, "My mother sometimes gets angry and doesn't care about anything. Although you have my longevity lock, I'm still worried that my mother will embarrass you. I wrote you a letter. If my mother embarrasses you, give this to her, and she won't embarrass you."

Although paper is light, the affection is heavy. The feeling of being favored by a child is more like flying in the sky. The happiness is incomparable, and the fear is so strong that you feel powerless.

I took the paper, carefully put it in my arms, and said with a smile: "You like me so much that you have arranged everything for me."

"I used to like grandpa very much because he would bring me all kinds of fun things every time he came back. Later, I liked mother the most because she always tried to make me happy. Now my favorite is Yuan Qing, but there is no reason, I just like you."

"Since you like me so much, why don't you ask me to be buried with you like those emperors did? Your mother dotes on you so much, if you just ask, she will definitely do it for you."

I regretted the words as soon as they came out of my mouth. I have a really poisonous mouth and say whatever comes to my mind. If the Seventh Prince really wants me to be buried with him, then I will be asking for trouble.

Fortunately, His Majesty the Seventh Prince didn't want me to be buried with him. He sat by the bed, half-closed his eyes and said, "Actually, I've thought about having you buried with me. You're so soft-hearted, bad-tempered, and you can't talk. If I died, your life would be so difficult in this cannibalistic capital. It would be better for you to go to the underworld with me, so I can continue to protect you."

I really want to thank the Seventh Prince. What do you mean by having such a bad temper and not being able to speak? That was all my strategy. I did it on purpose. This brat is so stupid.

The feeling of being touched instantly vanished, and he rolled his eyes and said, "If you can't speak, then don't speak."

"I'm about to die, and you're still talking to me like this. You must have a bad temper."

I felt particularly uncomfortable when I heard the word "death". I didn't respond to the question but changed the subject and said, "Then what happened? Why didn't you want me to be buried with you?"

"Actually, there's no real reason. I just kept dreaming about the pain and misery you felt before your death these past couple of days. I couldn't bear to see you suffer, and I couldn't bear to see you so miserable, so let it go."

With a bang, Asan fell to the ground without a sound. I hurried to check, but the Seventh Prince held me back and wouldn't let me go. People outside heard the noise, and soon two people came in and carried Asan away, as casually as picking up a broken bowl or some rags of clothing.

After Asan was carried out, my emotions suddenly collapsed and I sat on the edge of the bed crying loudly. I didn't know why I was crying, but I just kept crying. The Seventh Prince didn't say anything, he just sat there and watched me cry.

After I cried enough, the Seventh Prince came down and said with difficulty: "I have never seen a master in the palace cry so much because of the death of a servant. Yuan Qing, you are really too kind-hearted. I am really afraid that you will be bullied by those evil people. Those people like to bully people like you who are high and mighty and kind-hearted the most."

I thought that maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, the Seventh Prince would die in front of me like Ah San did. I couldn't stop crying. The Seventh Prince hugged me with all his strength and said, "If I die, you can't cry like this."

I gritted my teeth and held back my tears, nodding my head desperately. The Seventh Prince whispered in my ear, "It's truly miraculous. Why didn't Yuan Qing catch the plague? I guess even God wouldn't want to harm such a good person like you."

Why didn’t I get infected? If I inject my blood into the Seventh Prince’s body, will he get better?

I'm going crazy now. I really want someone to get a needle and a tube to get the Seventh Prince to donate my blood, but I know this is just wishful thinking.

Anyone with a little medical knowledge knows that this won't work. Moreover, with current science and technology, it is impossible to find materials that meet the requirements. No matter how crazy this idea is, it will eventually have to be abandoned.

Predict what will happen in the future, and listen to the next decomposition.