Descendants (5)
Mu Mingtang felt worried and asked, âThen what should we do? Can you improve your masterâs prescription?â
âI donât think Iâm capable enough to do that. Anyway, we also donât have my masterâs prescription for us to study it, and even if you give it to me, I am afraid that I canât do anything with it. Right now all we have is the finished product, Jinger elixir.â
The little Taoist tried hard to recall, âI remembered that in the last few pages of the masterâs manuscript, he had mentioned that using another medicine to fight off with one medicine might cause completely unexpected results. It may cure the decrease⦠His words were very sloppy and I couldnât understand it clearly.â
Mu Mingtang was filled with both excitement and grief as she heard these remarks. She was relieved that there could be a solution after all, but worried that the Taoist wouldnât be able to find it.
Unlike Mu Mingtang, who was worried, Xie Xuanchen seemed to be very relieved. He said: âSince we know Wuyufei and other herbs are the reason behind my illness, we finally have a direction to work into, which will also be our hope.â
Mu Mingtang also took a deep breath: âYou are right, I was too anxious. Letâs take our time. There is always a way.â
After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, she looked at Xie Xuanchen with a slight smile. âIâm ashamed to say this, but I feel like I should have patience like you.â
Xie Xuanchen shook his head, held Mu Mingtangâs hand and did not add another word. Mu Mingtang was very disappointed when she heard the little Taoist say that there was no medicine, but Xie Xuanchen felt relieved. Perhaps because of repeated disappointments over the years, Xie Xuanchenâs requirements had lowered a lot. Xie Xuanchen was already too relieved hearing that illness was not some innate issue and could be cured. Nothing could be worse than what he had already experienced.
The little Taoist was actually impressed by Xie Xuanchenâs attitude towards this matter, so he let down his prejudicial thoughts about Xie Xuanchen a little. âI will go back and look through the Masterâs other manuscripts to check whether I can find a clue. Anyway, Iâll prescribe some medicine to reduce the effects of Wuyufei to some extent.â
âOkay!â Mu Mingtangâs face finally brightened. She quickly responded, âThank you for your help. As long as it is beneficial to the prince, no matter what you need, just ask.â
The little Taoist felt bad because Mu Mingtang looked very sincere. âIâm not sure if my medicine will be useful. I havenât been treating people for a long time already,â he said.
After listening to his words, Mu Mingtangâs eyes were about to catch fire from the glare they were emitting, and she tapped on the table a few times. âIf something bad happens after drinking your medicineâ¦â
âIt doesnât matter.â Xie Xuanchen stopped Mu Mingtang, took her hand off the table, and held it in his palm again. âLet him give the medicine. It doesnât matter. Letâs first see how it goes.â
Mu Mingtang looked at Xie Xuanchen, even though she was still worried, she sighed and stopped talking.
After they went back to their bedchamber, Mu Mingtang took off her cloak and sat down on the bed, feeling inexplicably depressed. âThe little Taoist said that there is no antidote for now. The most he can do is to prescribe a medicine to subdue the effects of Wuyufei to some extent. What should we do?â
âItâs okay.â Xie Xuanchen closed the window. Seeing Mu Mingtangâs serious face, he stroked her hair slowly in order to calm her down. âIt doesnât make much difference now. Donât be afraid.â
âButâ¦â Mu Mingtang looked unhappy, âIâve been hoping to be of help for you, but in the end I couldnât do anything.â
The moonlight entered through the window and shone on them, casting long shadows on the ground. Xie Xuanchen chuckled hearing Mu Mingtangâs words, reached out his hand and hugged her gently while stroking her hair: âThere will be nothing more difficult than my past two years. You donât need to do anything. Just you being with me here is already more effective than any medicine.â