Chapter 613
Chapter 613: The Empress Dowager Returns to the Palace(1)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The mute woman had fallen ill. She was already old and had been agitated yesterday. She had developed a fever without any warning.
Shen Yijia knew a little about medicine, but not only had she never prescribed medicine for anyone, but she also did not have any medicine to use. The couple could only bring the mute woman to town to see a doctor.
Fortunately, it was a false alarm. The mute woman’s condition was not too serious.
“I’ll get the doctor to prescribe some medicine for you later,” Shen Yijia said to the young man squatting there and coughing.
When she saw this person yesterday, he looked sick. Perhaps it was because he didn’t have the money to see a doctor, so he kept dragging it out.
Shen Yijia suddenly missed the spiritual liquid that she condensed every three days. Although the effect was not as good as a level-three spiritual liquid, it was also not easy to detect.
The young man said, “My… My name is Zhong Cheng.”
Zhong Cheng?
Shen Yijia came back to her senses and nodded. “Go and get the doctor to prescribe two sets of medicine for you later.”
She could also tell that the two of them had a deep relationship. Since the mute woman wanted to help them testify, she definitely could not ignore this person.
Zhong Cheng thanked her softly and poured out the medicine he had brewed before bringing it to the mute woman’s room.
The mute woman could not travel in this state. In order to make it easier to brew the medicine, they asked for a small courtyard in the inn beside the medical center.
She was originally prepared to set off the next day after her condition stabilized. Unexpectedly, it started to drizzle.
Another day passed. When they resumed their journey, it was already the fourth day of their departure from the capital.
Because it had just rained for a day, the road was covered in mud, so Song Jingchen could only slow down.
However, even if it was not fast, it was quite cold to sit on the driver’s seat of the carriage. However, Shen Yijia insisted on sitting outside and not entering the carriage. Her face was red from the cold.
Song Jingchen advised helplessly, “It’s cold outside. Get in the carriage.”
“I’m not cold.” Shen Yijia shook her head. After thinking for a moment, she leaned to the side and snuggled into Song Jingchen’s arms. She grinned. “I’ll warm you up.”
She was still holding the hand warmer that Song Jingchen had given her. Now that she placed it between the two of them, a steady stream of heat flowed into them.
Song Jingchen paused and looked down at her. He opened his mouth but didn’t say anything in the end. He only pressed her face back into his embrace.
This way, her face wouldn’t be exposed to the cold wind.
Shen Yijia pursed her lips and chuckled.
The carriage slowly walked along the official road. Shen Yijia was about to fall asleep when the carriage suddenly stopped.
She turned around and saw a carriage parked in the middle of the road ahead, blocking the way.
A middle-aged man dressed as a coachman was standing beside the carriage.
Perhaps because someone had finally arrived, the middle-aged man walked up to their carriage excitedly and cupped his hands. “I’m sorry to disturb you.
There’s a problem with our carriage. Can you give my old madam a ride?”
This road led directly to the capital. From the direction of their car, their goal should also be the capital.
Song Jingchen sized him up from head to toe before landing on his hand.
It was obvious that only people who practiced martial arts all year round would have calluses between their thumb and forefinger.
Shen Yijia sat up straight and looked at the middle-aged man warily.
“We have a patient in the car. I’m afraid it’s inconvenient,” Song Jingchen said.
Zhong Cheng coughed in the carriage.
Shen Yijia thought to herself, “You’re a little smart, young man.”
Seeing that the two of them were on guard, the middle-aged man explained helplessly, “Don’t misunderstand. I don’t have any ill intentions. We’ve been waiting for too long, and my old madam can’t stand the cold, so I wanted to hitch a ride.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a woman in her forties alighted from the carriage opposite. The woman’s clothes did not show, but her aura was much more noble than the wives of those wealthy families.
She first sized up the couple before bowing and saying, “My old madam said that as long as the Young Master can give us a ride, you’ll definitely be rewarded heavily.”
Was this person just a servant?
Shen Yijia and Song Jingchen looked at each other and pursed their lips. “What happened to your carriage? We can try to repair it.” The middle-aged man looked embarrassed. “The axle cracked.”
If he could fix it, he would have done so long ago.
This place was about two hours away from the capital. Originally, he could have ridden to the capital and called for a carriage, but he was worried about leaving his master here. If anything happened, even a hundred heads would not be enough to atone for it.
Song Jingchen said, “But there’s really a patient in our carriage.. If we pass the illness to your old madam…”
Chapter 613
Chapter 613: The Empress Dowager Returns to the Palace(1)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The mute woman had fallen ill. She was already old and had been agitated yesterday. She had developed a fever without any warning.
Shen Yijia knew a little about medicine, but not only had she never prescribed medicine for anyone, but she also did not have any medicine to use. The couple could only bring the mute woman to town to see a doctor.
Fortunately, it was a false alarm. The mute woman’s condition was not too serious.
“I’ll get the doctor to prescribe some medicine for you later,” Shen Yijia said to the young man squatting there and coughing.
When she saw this person yesterday, he looked sick. Perhaps it was because he didn’t have the money to see a doctor, so he kept dragging it out.
Shen Yijia suddenly missed the spiritual liquid that she condensed every three days. Although the effect was not as good as a level-three spiritual liquid, it was also not easy to detect.
The young man said, “My… My name is Zhong Cheng.”
Zhong Cheng?
Shen Yijia came back to her senses and nodded. “Go and get the doctor to prescribe two sets of medicine for you later.”
She could also tell that the two of them had a deep relationship. Since the mute woman wanted to help them testify, she definitely could not ignore this person.
Zhong Cheng thanked her softly and poured out the medicine he had brewed before bringing it to the mute woman’s room.
The mute woman could not travel in this state. In order to make it easier to brew the medicine, they asked for a small courtyard in the inn beside the medical center.
She was originally prepared to set off the next day after her condition stabilized. Unexpectedly, it started to drizzle.
Another day passed. When they resumed their journey, it was already the fourth day of their departure from the capital.
Because it had just rained for a day, the road was covered in mud, so Song Jingchen could only slow down.
However, even if it was not fast, it was quite cold to sit on the driver’s seat of the carriage. However, Shen Yijia insisted on sitting outside and not entering the carriage. Her face was red from the cold.
Song Jingchen advised helplessly, “It’s cold outside. Get in the carriage.”
“I’m not cold.” Shen Yijia shook her head. After thinking for a moment, she leaned to the side and snuggled into Song Jingchen’s arms. She grinned. “I’ll warm you up.”
She was still holding the hand warmer that Song Jingchen had given her. Now that she placed it between the two of them, a steady stream of heat flowed into them.
Song Jingchen paused and looked down at her. He opened his mouth but didn’t say anything in the end. He only pressed her face back into his embrace.
This way, her face wouldn’t be exposed to the cold wind.
Shen Yijia pursed her lips and chuckled.
The carriage slowly walked along the official road. Shen Yijia was about to fall asleep when the carriage suddenly stopped.
She turned around and saw a carriage parked in the middle of the road ahead, blocking the way.
A middle-aged man dressed as a coachman was standing beside the carriage.
Perhaps because someone had finally arrived, the middle-aged man walked up to their carriage excitedly and cupped his hands. “I’m sorry to disturb you.
There’s a problem with our carriage. Can you give my old madam a ride?”
This road led directly to the capital. From the direction of their car, their goal should also be the capital.
Song Jingchen sized him up from head to toe before landing on his hand.
It was obvious that only people who practiced martial arts all year round would have calluses between their thumb and forefinger.
Shen Yijia sat up straight and looked at the middle-aged man warily.
“We have a patient in the car. I’m afraid it’s inconvenient,” Song Jingchen said.
Zhong Cheng coughed in the carriage.
Shen Yijia thought to herself, “You’re a little smart, young man.”
Seeing that the two of them were on guard, the middle-aged man explained helplessly, “Don’t misunderstand. I don’t have any ill intentions. We’ve been waiting for too long, and my old madam can’t stand the cold, so I wanted to hitch a ride.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a woman in her forties alighted from the carriage opposite. The woman’s clothes did not show, but her aura was much more noble than the wives of those wealthy families.
She first sized up the couple before bowing and saying, “My old madam said that as long as the Young Master can give us a ride, you’ll definitely be rewarded heavily.”
Was this person just a servant?
Shen Yijia and Song Jingchen looked at each other and pursed their lips. “What happened to your carriage? We can try to repair it.” The middle-aged man looked embarrassed. “The axle cracked.”
If he could fix it, he would have done so long ago.
This place was about two hours away from the capital. Originally, he could have ridden to the capital and called for a carriage, but he was worried about leaving his master here. If anything happened, even a hundred heads would not be enough to atone for it.
Song Jingchen said, “But there’s really a patient in our carriage.. If we pass the illness to your old madam…”
