âConcubine Qin, your wound hasnât healed yet, so you canât move.â
Su Jingwen nervously placed a cushion behind Concubine Qinâs waist.
âConcubine Qin, the eldest Miss Su is here.â
With a flicker of hatred in her eyes, Concubine Qin immediately returned to normal. âLet her in.â
âYes.â
Hearing that Su Muge is here, Su Jingwen widened her eyes and stood aside unpleasantly.
Su Muge walked steadily into the room and bowed to salute. âPay my respects to you, Concubine Qin.â
âGet up.â
Su Muge got up.
Concubine Qin leaned on the edge of the bed with a pale face and a bad spirit. Her phoenix eyes were no longer fierce and sharp but weak and delicate.
âI heard that Second Prince has already been awake. Su Muge, itâs your credit.â
Su Muge responded blankly, âThanks to your heart blood, Second Prince can wake up so soon.â
Looking at Su Mugeâs indifferent look and the harsh birthmark on the corners of her eyes, Concubine Qin felt that her chest began to hurt again.
âYou have superb medical skills. This is your credit. Donât be humble.â
Seeing Concubine Qin kept praising Su Muge and completely forgot about her existence, Su Jingwen couldnât help becoming jealous and angry in her heart!
âConcubine Qin, you are right. My eldest sisterâs medical skills are so excellent that she can even bring the dead back to life.â
Su Muge twitched her eyes, thinking that Su Jingwen was so eager to seek publicity. âSister, you are flattering me. Iâm not a god who can control life and death.â
âSecond Prince and I both need a quiet rest and shouldnât move around. I always think that you are a considerable child. Stay in the villa to take care of me and Second Prince these days.â Concubine Qin spoke quietly.
Su Muge paused, suddenly realizing her purpose.
If she stayed here, she was much likely to get into trouble; she was not that stupid.
âConcubine Qin, please forgive me. Iâm afraid I cannot stay.â
Concubine Qin narrowed her eyes and said with a cold and unpleasant tone. âWhy? Do you feel wronged to serve me and Second Prince?â
âThatâs it! How glorious you are to serve Concubine Qin and Second Prince! How can you be so ungrateful?!â
âConcubine Qin, I still have to continue the treatment of the Emperor. Iâm afraid itâs improper to stay at the villa.â
Concubine Qin suddenly choked; she had actually forgotten about it!
âThere is Deputy Director Chen beside the Emperor.â
âConcubine Qin, you may be unaware that Deputy Director Chen has been unwell recently and I have been treating the Emperor.â
After Deputy Director Chen got a stomachache that day, the Emperor had never asked Doctor Chen to treat him. Now the Emperorâs attending doctor was Su Muge.
âSince that is the case, forget it. Come on! Bring the things up.â
Hearing this, two maids carried a box into the room.
âYouâve saved Second Prince. These are rewarded to you by me.â
Su Muge squinted and found a box of silks and satins, which was pleasant to the eye but of no use.
âThank you for your reward, Concubine Qin.â
âOkay, Iâm tired. You may retreat.â
Su Muge raised her eyebrows, wondering how Concubine Qin would let her go so easily.
Even so, she didnât intend to let her rest so easily!
âConcubine Qin, I stayed up all night last night and made an ointment that would make your wound heal faster without leaving scars.â
Concubine Qin suddenly opened her eyes.
âReally?â No woman in this world didnât pursue beauty, especially a woman serving the Emperor. Even if she was of a certain age, she didnât want any flaws in her body.
âI dare not lie to you, Concubine Qin. You can have a try.â
Skeptical as she was, Concubine Qin believed that Su Muge dared not to harm her. âOkay, let me have a try.â
Su Muge completely ignored Su Jingwenâs malicious sight and took out a bottle of ointment. She disinfected Concubine Qinâs wound and then applied the black ointment on it.
When the ointment was applied, it felt very refreshing, making her much more comfortable than before indeed.
After applying the ointment, Su Muge bandaged her wound.
âConcubine Qin, you must prevent this ointment from water, otherwise the wound will easily be infected and ulcerated.â
âI see.â
Soon, Su Muge walked out of the room.
âSu Muge, stop!â
Su Jingwen trotted to Su Muge and blocked her way.
She finally had the opportunity to appear in front of Concubine Qin today, but it was completely ruined by Su Muge!
âYour currish ugly monster, do you think youâll be treated differently by Concubine Qin if you have some medical skills? I tell you, donât even think about it. Second Prince will never like you!â
Su Muge put on a sullen face; she didnât care about the birthmark on her face, but she wouldnât allow someone to attack her because of it.
âOh? He doesnât like me? Does he like you?â
âYou! I, I...â
Su Muge didnât allow her to finish her words. âDo you think Concubine Qin will let Second Prince marry you?â
âWhy not?!â
Su Muge snorted. âYou may be enough to be a concubine.â
After finishing her words, Su Muge walked past her.
Su Jingwen was stunned for a moment and was instantly angered. âSu Muge, stop!â
...
On the morning of the third day of the hunting party, everyone except Concubine Qin and Xia Houkun who stayed for recuperation was to go home.
As Xinche supported Su Muge to get on the carriage, a series of clops came from behind.
âMiss Su, wait a moment.â
Hearing this, Su Muge stopped to look back and found Donglin coming over on a horse.
Donglin skillfully dismounted and took off the bag hanging on his body.
âThis is sent by His Royal Highness to help Miss Su get over the shock.â
Xia Houmo was the commander-in-chief of the imperial guards. And Su Mugeâs accident in the hunting field could also be said to be the dereliction of duty of the imperial guards. So it was reasonable for him to send her a gift of apology. Moreover, in front of so many people, neither did they pass things between individuals illegally and secretly.
Su Muge accepted the bag aboveboard. âThank you, His Royal Highness.â
âI have something else to do. Please excuse my departure.â
âTake care.â
Donglin mounted his horse and left like a gust of wind, just like the way he came.
Su Muge handed the bag to Xinlan, and Xinlan whispered.
âMiss, what is this? Itâs so heavy.â
Su Muge raised her eyebrows and didnât open the bag until she got on the carriage.
Inside lay two scary bear paws!
Zhao turned pale in fright. âThis, this was given to you by the King of Jin?â
Su Muge twisted her eyes while looking at the paw which was even larger than her face.
To help her get over a shock by sending such a scary thing ...
âWell, Iâll make roasted bear paw for you after going home, mother.â
While speaking, she let Xinlan put the bag away.
It was already afternoon when Su Muge returned to Su Mansion.
âMiss, Madam, you are finally back.â Meihua and Yueru had been waiting outside the door on getting the news.
âYeah, weâre back.â
After a long and bumpy journey, everyone was tired. Su Muge returned to Peachblossom Courtyard and took a bath before going to Zhaoâs room.
Not having seen her baby son for a few days, Zhao changed her clothes and asked the nanny to hold little Wenmo to her.
Su Muge looked at little Wenmoâs increasingly fair face and smiled, âMother, my brother is really like you.â
Zhaoâs look was quite presentable; in addition to her careful nursing these days, she looked much younger now.
âI usually watch myself in the mirror and always feel that I look like neither mother nor father. Maybe the strangers wonât believe that I am your child.â
âBang!â
The porcelain cup in Zhaoâs hands fell to the ground, making the people in the room all startled.
Su Muge looked at the stunned Zhao and wondered, âMother, whatâs wrong with you?â
Zhao came to her senses and turned around to hug little Wenmo. âNothing, itâs just a slip of my hand. Are you okay?â
Su Muge couldnât see her expression and thought she was also scared, and then she said carelessly, âHow can I be hurt so easily? Iâm not that delicate.â
âBoohoo...â
Zhao might have held him too tight or he might have been hungry, little Wenmo suddenly cried out.
Hearing this, Zhao put everything down and held little Wenmo up to pacify him softly.
The little guy would usually be quiet after pacified by Zhao, but he kept crying all the time today, making Zhao helpless.
âWhatâs wrong with this child? Is he uncomfortable?â
While little Wenmo kept crying, Su Muge found his face red and his small limbs struggling; it seemed that he was extremely uncomfortable.
âMother, put him down first. Let me see if he is uncomfortable.â
Zhao nodded repeatedly and carefully placed Wenmo on the bed.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao put him down, the little guy regurgitated milk.
âMoâer!â Zhao was astonished and turned pale.
Su Muge frowned and asked Meihua to wipe the regurgitated milk.
After little Wenmo finished regurgitating milk, Su Muge took his pulse.
Hardly had Su Muge released her hand when Zhao asked hurriedly, âHow is he? Is Moâer sick?â
âMother, donât worry. Judging from his pulse, he has a gaseous distention. He may have been overeating and cannot digest well.â
Little Wenmo had always been fed by Zhao and his nanny, and the number of times of drinking milk was fixed every day.
âGo and call the nanny.â
âYes.â
Little Wenmoâs nanny was no longer the previous one in Shunyang prefecture but Fang whom they hired after moving to the capital.
Fang was from a local people of the capital, but her husbandâs family was not rich, so she came out to be a nanny. She was responsible for feeding the child during the day, and Zhao fed him by herself at night.
During the past few days when Zhao attended the hunting party, Fang had been responsible for feeding little Wenmo day and night.
âMiss, the nanny is here.â
Fang might have known what happened and was too nervous to speak at this moment.
Sitting on the chair, Su Muge dropped down the teacup on the table heavily.
With a âbangâ, Fang was frightened and shuddered.
âMiss, please forgive me. I donât know anything ...â
Su Muge raised the corner of her lips coldly. âSo, youâve done something?â