After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband
Chapter 45: Brewing Medicine

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Brewing Medicine

Agarwood Pavilion, backyard.

In front of the bamboo house, ten medicine pots were lined up, and Xingxing was using a cattail fan to fan the fire.

Occasionally, she fanned herself, wiping away the fine beads of sweat from her cheeks and forehead.

Behind her, the Hidden Guard was pouring water from two buckets into a large wooden tub, then lightly leaped in.

Inside the bamboo house, Su Jin was busy making pills.

The tasks were clearly divided, but there was nothing for Xie Jingchen to do.

At this moment, he stood in front of the bamboo house, a look of righteous indignation on his face, his expression serious, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

But it was clear that he wasn’t feeling very well right now.

Feeling that the medicine was almost ready, Xingxing ran into the house with her fan, saying, "Miss, the medicine is ready. Should we give it to the young master to drink now?"

"Pour the medicine into the wooden tub."

"Ah?"

Xingxing was a little confused.

She had been sympathetically thinking the medicine was for him to drink all morning.

Su Jin, thinking that Xingxing hadn’t heard clearly, said, "Have the Hidden Guard pour the medicine into the wooden tub, then ask your young master to take off his shirt and soak in the tub. I’ll come to treat him with needles in a while."

Xingxing nodded, somewhat understanding.

Soon, the Hidden Guard poured the medicine from the pots into the bath tub.

Xie Jingchen stood by, watching the medicinal residue float in the large bath tub, his face twitching slightly.

"Sir, the more I watch, the less reliable it seems," the Hidden Guard’s voice wavered a little.

He had never seen a doctor treat someone like this before.

He was already worried.

Xingxing’s words made his heart jump.

"I also think it’s not very reliable," Xingxing’s voice drifted up from below.

She was adding firewood underneath.

The firelight made her little face red.

Every piece of wood she threw in, she felt like she was deepening her guilt by twofold.

The more she watched, the more she felt that her young lady wasn’t curing him, but was preparing to stew him.

Previously, the cooks on Qingyun Mountain used to stew ducks and trotters this way.

Boil a large pot of water, add seasonings, and then place the cleaned trotters in it.

Once the water boiled, the whole Qingyun Mountain would be filled with fragrance.

Recalling that taste—

Xingxing swallowed her saliva.

She began to suspect whether her young lady had learned from stewing trotters and was now using it to fool him.

She needed to be careful with the heat, making sure not to cook him.

Thinking this, Xingxing added two more pieces of firewood and used her fan to stoke the fire.

Xie Jingchen took off his brocade robe and shirt, wearing only underpants as he got into the bath tub.

After Su Jin finished her work, she approached with silver needles, nearly knocked over when Xingxing spoke.

"Miss, how long will it take to cook the young master?" Xingxing asked earnestly.

"..."

Su Jin’s mouth twitched violently.

Couldn’t this maid use less frightening language?

This is a medicinal bath!

When she reached the steps, Xie Jingchen looked at her with caution, "Are you really detoxifying me?"

Su Jin rolled her eyes at him.

"What else?"

"Are you really going to cook you?"

Already in the bath tub, having become meat on her chopping board, questioning her now was a bit late.

Seeing him turn pale, Su Jin couldn’t help but feel sympathy.

These days, Su Jin had already inquired about how Xie Jingchen got poisoned.

Six years ago, when Xie Jingchen was thirteen, the Emperor went hunting, and he accompanied the party. At the hunting ground, he got separated and along the way smelled a strange flower fragrance, then lost consciousness.

When he awoke, he was in a trap pit, his leg bitten by a venomous snake.

Fortunately, he knew how to save himself, digging out the bitten flesh, allowing most of the poisoned blood to flow out. Plus, when Chu Shun and the others found him, they threw him the Antidote Pills they had with them, and with the timely treatment of the Imperial Physician, they barely saved his life.

Although his life was saved, the snake venom was hard to clear, and for about half a year, he had difficulty speaking, half of his body was paralyzed, and he spent almost all of it in bed. The Duke Zhen Country Mansion scoured around for famous doctors, trying various detoxification methods to save him.

The results were not only minimal but, due to using poison to fight poison, he accumulated more toxins in his body——

But this incident did bring Xie Jingchen a few good brothers.

Chu Shun owed Xie Jingchen his life.

Three years ago, when the Marquis Jingguo Mansion was falsely accused and imprisoned, it was Old Master Xie, remembering Chu Shun’s life-saving grace to Xie Jingchen, who went to great lengths to help clear the charges against the Marquis Jingguo Mansion.

Thus, the relationship between Chu Shun and Xie Jingchen was even closer than that of blood brothers.

It was knowing how strong their relationship was that Su Jin chose to "rob" them.

If it weren’t for acquaintances, she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Seeing Xie Jingchen still suspicious, Su Jin directly silenced him with the silver needle before he could speak.

She inserted needles in his chest, back, shoulders, even on top of his head.

The scene made the Hidden Guard watching on the side alarmed and on edge.

It’s one thing to insert needles elsewhere, but the head is the most sensitive area of all, even the Imperial Physician wouldn’t dare to easily stick needles in someone’s head.

The Eldest Young Madam not only did the needle treatment but also used seven needles.

Xingxing vaguely remembered.

The cook on Qingyun Mountain would pierce small holes in the pork hock, saying it made the flavors absorb better...

A shiver ran through her.

Xingxing quietly squatted down and continued to add firewood.

After finishing the needle treatment, Su Jin rubbed her sore wrist and sat on a small stool to rest.

The breeze blew gently.

It was extremely pleasant.

Xie Jingchen felt as if he were in hot water, with pain penetrating his bones.

Before long, a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Su Jin was slightly surprised, "So quick to have an effect?"

But recalling how quickly he woke up after she treated him that night, Su Jin felt relieved.

"Hang in there, as the saying goes, ’endure the hardest hardships to be above others,’" Su Jin encouraged.

Xie Jingchen gritted his teeth and said, "You quack! I’m too hot!"

Su Jin, "..."

Hidden Guard, "..."

Xingxing, "..."

Xingxing quickly removed the firewood.

Seeing her remove five or six pieces in one go, with a pile still inside.

The Hidden Guard’s body swayed precariously.

"This maid really intends to cook my Young Master!"

"I didn’t mean to," Xingxing said in a weak voice, her little face full of grievance.

Su Jin came down, glanced at the stove, and also had a black line on her face.

This maid claimed she was good at tending the fire, and it was not untrue.

"Next, add the coal inside. Make sure the water is just a bit hotter than bath water," Su Jin instructed.

"How much longer does the Young Master need to soak?" the Hidden Guard asked.

"He needs to soak for half an hour."

Xingxing sat down, focusing on the stove.

Su Jin said, "He can handle adding the coal. You come with me to the front yard."

Xingxing blankly followed Su Jin back to the bamboo house, took something, and went to the front yard.

Entering the study, Xingxing asked, "Miss, what important task do you have for me to do?"

"Go and fetch Mrs. Wang from the Old Madam’s side."

"Ah? What do you need her for?"

"Go quickly, just say I have urgent matters to discuss with her."

"I understand, Miss."

Xingxing dashed out of the study room.

Inside the Qihao Hall.

The Old Madam was tired, and Mrs. Wang helped her lie down, tucking her in properly.

The maid stepped forward lightly and whispered, "Mrs. Wang, the Eldest Young Madam wants to see you, please come along."

Mrs. Wang’s body froze.

She recalled the morning when the Eldest Young Madam scrutinized her with those eyes.

And the scene of the Eldest Young Madam grabbing the maid’s hand, burning the skin off her palm.

It was like being hit over the head.

Mrs. Wang’s face turned pale, and her body felt weak and unsteady.

The maid supported her, saying, "Shall I go and relay this to the Eldest Young Madam’s maid instead?"

"Go quickly."

The maid ran out.

Soon she returned with a troubled face, "The Eldest Young Madam’s maid said that she needs you urgently. You must go, she cannot excuse you, and if the Eldest Young Madam becomes angry, she would come personally to escort you."

Mrs. Wang’s heart sank further.

She was a trusted aide by the Old Madam’s side, and even Princess Nanzhang would give her some face, speaking politely.

Now Su Jin wanted to see her—

Mrs. Wang was uneasy.

Afraid to go, yet afraid not to go.

The Eldest Young Madam was not one to reason with.

"Are you going, Mrs. Wang?" the maid asked.

"You accompany me," Mrs. Wang said.

"...!!!"

She was merely passing on a message, why drag her into this disaster as well?

Afraid if she didn’t agree, Mrs. Wang would make life difficult later.

The maid Hongxiu reluctantly accompanied Mrs. Wang to the Agarwood Pavilion.

Her expression was as if heading to an execution ground.

Because on the way, Xingxing urged several times.

"Hurry up, my lady is very anxious, she doesn’t have the patience to wait."

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