Novel Bin Chapter 329 - Sweet home
Chapter 329 Sweet home
She couldn’t find the answer in the Depositary of Buddhist Texts, so she had to go back to Tao Yao Yard. She decocted medicinal herbs, and cooked porridge with lotus seed, Rehmannia Glutinosa, and radix angelicae for Meng Xuan. Opening the door, she could see the sleeping teenager on the bed from a distance. Some sentimental words like “sweet home” sprang to He Danggui’s mind. Was this the beginning of love? She had forgotten the feeling of love a long time ago. She had been conservative and cautious about love, which had frightened Duan Xiaolou. She guessed that the ending of her and Meng Xuan might be better.
She put down the tray, took off her veil, and put aside the curtain to see Meng Xuan’s peaceful sleeping face. She wanted to pinch his cheeks. Then she bent down to get closer. However, A trap set by Meng Xuan was waiting for her.
Meng Xuan grabbed her and held her in his arms. Turning around, he was on top of her. He stared at her ardently, and they both burst into laughter. He Danggui rolled her eyes. She thought he had nothing to be proud of. He woke up when she opened the door, because he was highly vigilant. What’s more, she just didn’t bother to horse around with the wounded…
She opened wide her eyes suddenly and exclaimed, “How can you move? How is your arm?”
Meng Xuan couldn’t help but laugh, saying, “Do you really think that I am so weak? Don’t worry. It’s just a small injury, and will heal in two days. Xiaoyi, you cure my broken heart. No one can hurt me anymore.” He buried his head in her hair and murmured, “Xiaoyi, I’m so happy to have you. I dare not sleep because I’m afraid that it’s a dream. Xiaoyi, could you sleep with me?”
Hearing such soft words, He Danggui was moved, and just about to say “OK” when Meng Xuan added, “I want you. Only you can cure me.”
He Danggui knocked him on the forehead, got out of his arms with a serious expression, and ordered, “Have some porridge, take the medicine, and then go to sleep.”
With the experience of feeding the medicine last time, she served Meng Xuan thoughtfully like a maid. After finishing the porridge and medicine, Meng Xuan looked at her with eyes sparkling. Before he opened his mouth, He Danggui knew what he wanted. As expected, Meng Xuan looked eagerly at her lips, and said, “It’s bitter. I want a sweet kiss.”
Hearing the words, He Danggui wanted to beat him. Had this guy really lived for 30 years in the previous life? Why did he know the pet phrase of Chubby Zhu? However, before she beat him, Meng Xuan’s left arm was bleeding again, perhaps due to his big motions. A stream of blood wetted the gauze, and a few drops dripped on the sheet.
He Danggui was shocked. Then, she held the restless Meng Xuan, took off the gauze and examined the wound carefully. She found that this wound by a sword was the same as a few hours ago, without any sign of healing at all, just like a new injury. How could it be? What would happen if a wound never heal? And what kind of disease would Meng Xuan have at last?
Seeing her pale face, Meng Xuan comforted her, “It’s OK. I will recover in two days. And I will be full of energy. Making out for three days in a row is no problem…”
Touching his forehead with slender hands, He Danggui was even more anxious and exclaimed, “You have a fever. It is absolutely unusual. The poison of the ice Zhenqi is so powerful that your Zhenqi for protecting the body can’t stop it. Meng Xuan, you have a rest here. I’ll go find a solution!”
Meng Xuan got up immediately and asked, “Where are you going? Don’t leave me. Xiaoyi, we still have something to do.”
All he was thinking about at this moment was his wife and to finish the wedding night. He must do the thing with her as soon as possible. He felt insecure, even though she suddenly came back to him and was more tender and considerate than ever. Sleeping alone on her bed, he could see her being insulted by a man with face being covered with an ice mask as long as he closed his eyes. The nightmare was so real and terrible like an omen. Thus, he must keep her by his side forever.
He must protect Xiaoyi…
Meng Xuan felt dizzy and slowly fell down on the bed, muttering, “Xiaoyi, please don’t leave me. Only I can protect you. Xiaoyi, I want you…Xiaoyi…”
He Danggui anxiously felt the pulse for Meng Xuan, checked his inner eyelids and white of his eyes and his tongue coating. She couldn’t help but sigh, “Illness comes like a tidal wave. A strong person like Meng Xuan would be ill.” She thought she was to be blamed for his illness, since she didn’t attach importance to his sword wound at the beginning and dress his wound carefully. Besides, she kept bothering him, scratched his face, and had him hurt himself with a silver hairpin. Healthy people couldn’t bear these, not to mention he got a terrible cold poison. This time, she took a false step. She, a highly-skilled doctor, couldn’t cure her husband.
In the medicine for detoxification and internal heat reduction that Meng Xuan had taken, she specially added several medicinal materials to soothe his nerves, such as poria cocos, poria with hostwood, ginseng, polygala amflra, acorus tatarinowii and dens draconis. After taking the medicine, Meng Xuan whispered something and completely fell asleep. However, he didn’t sleep well because of some troubles in his mind. He frowned, and his breathing was heavy but no snoring.
He Danggui took out some hair-thin needles and inserted them at the acupoints and bladder meridian that could help reduce the internal heat, so that Meng Xuan could sleep more deeply. After the acupuncture, Meng Xuan’s breathing was steady. But he still frowned. She rubbed between his eyebrows with her middle finger. Gradually, the wrinkles between his eyebrows were smoothed.
She decided to go out tonight to find a cure for Meng Xuan’s cold poison. She needed to go to the Ting Zhu Yard first to find the silver needle. She looked back at her sleeping husband Meng Xuan before leaving. She couldn’t help but lean towards him and kiss him. When she got up to cover the curtain, she was surprised to find that there was a smile on Meng Xuan’s face. It turned out that a sweet kiss really worked better than her acupuncture.
After clearing cups and dishes, it was dark outside. It was probably beyond dinner time. She took out nocturnal clothing from the closet and put on it, wearing a black mask. She checked windows and locked the door with two locks. Confirming all were safe, she avoided everyone and walked out of Tao Yao Yard to Ting Zhu Yard.
Bitter Bamboo Grove was behind the Ting Zhu Yard, which had piles of woman’s jawbones in the cave. It was at night now. Even though she was bold, she still felt a little scared when she remembered the scene she saw in the cave last time. However, finding the silver needle was the most important thing. With handy needles, she could treat Meng Xuan with high proficiency. It was all because Meng Xuan detained the silver needle she used to detox Qian Mudan and said that he would help her clean up the poison on it. But he didn’t return it to her for so long. Did he like to collect her things?
Ting Zhu Yard was originally an ordinary old house for her. But last time on the shadow walls of the seventh stage, she saw incredible things again. In the previous life, after Bai Yangbai performed conjuring for her, the Ting Zhu Yard of Luo’s Mansion in Yangzhou City, which was thousands of miles away, was moved to Lord Ning’s Mansion. How did that happen? It was very strange. Why was Ting Zhu Yard? What was the special of Ting Zhu Yard?
He Danggui didn’t dare to think about it anymore. After all, walking alone into such a deserted and creepy yard, she couldn’t keep calm. She began to regret and thought that why didn’t she come here in the daytime. It felt like self-abuse and seeking excitement coming here at night.
In her previous life, she hadn’t believed in ghosts and gods, because she had never seen one. As a wise and rational person, she only believed in what she saw with her own eyes. But now, she had not only seen the ghost Qi Xuanyu, but also had been a “ghost” in her dream for a year. Therefore, she not only believed but also confirmed that there were ghosts in the world.
According to the ghost Qi Xuanyu, he had lived in the cave with the soul fragments of Zhu Quan’s previous life. Later, when Zhu Quan of this life entered the cave to explore, Qi Xuanyu and Zhu Quan’s soul fragments left with him. However, some of Zhu Quan’s soul fragments were not taken away because the pieces were too small. Thus, the remaining fragments stayed in this cave in Luo’s Mansion for three years.
Last time, Chang Nuo took her to visit the puppet Concubine He carved by Zhu Quan. Zhu Quan’s soul fragments were likely to hide in a corner of the cave, peeping at her and Chang Nuo in the shadow. So creepy. No wonder she felt uncomfortable when she entered the cave, and recalled the darkest memories of her previous life. She thought she had “claustrophobia” that Qing’er said.
Fortunately, this time, the souls of the old and the new Zhu Quan merged, and the old one with love poison finally disappeared. She wouldn’t be bothered by Zhu Quan and could totally get rid of the unequal marriage in her previous life.
As for women’s jawbones in the cave, if they were left by a person who had lived in the cave, as she had analyzed with Chang Nuo at that time, then she could only think of one, the blood-sucking maniac of three years ago, who also was a masked assassin and was about 30 years old by judging from his figure and voice. Could it be him?
He was dissatisfied with the life in Luo’s Mansion, and he was chased by soldiers. Critically, the man was hit by her Tea Dew. To escape, he bit his tongue and hurt his essential energy. Evil Energy cultivators like him once hurt themselves, they would lose power or their life span would be shortened. Thus, that man must be very angry. He must be the kind of person who was wicked and cruel, and couldn’t suffer any loss. He would definitely take revenge.
But why didn’t he choose to go back to Luo’s Mansion to take revenge on people who had harmed him, but to take revenge on Luo Baiqian’s mistresses? At that time, when soldiers came to arrest the masked man, Luo Baiqian was not in the mansion. He probably didn’t know the masked man at all. How could the masked man know that Luo Baiqian raised a number of women outside the Chengxu Academy? They had no deep hatred for each other. How cruel was he to do that thing?
Thinking about this, He Danggui entered Ting Zhu Yard. The rustling of bamboo leaves that sounded like a melody in the daytime now gave her a feeling of terror. She planned to leave here as soon as she found the silver needle, but she had a strong feeling that there was someone in the yard.
She walked into the yard step by step, breathing heavily and fast. Who was in Ting Zhu Yard at such a dark and quiet night? Was the white shadow in the yard a man or a ghost?