The Command to Pamper the Husband - Chapter 152

The miracle physician glared fiercely at Song Jin. His expression clearly read: You win!

Song Jin shrugged with a smile. “Go ahead.”

Reluctantly, the miracle physician took out a small porcelain bottle from his medicine chest. He tilted it, and a tiny, pitch-black worm fell into his palm. Lu Zhan had to use all his strength to resist punching the miracle physician.

Damn it! He really had something up his sleeve! Thank goodness Miss Song was so wise. Otherwise, Wan Xi… The consequences would have been unimaginable.

Under Lu Zhan’s furious gaze, the miracle physician placed the worm on the blood spot on Wan Xi’s forehead. The worm flipped over and immediately began to wriggle. It circled the blood spot, and as it did, its color gradually changed. The black faded, and red deepened.

At the moment the last bit of black vanished, turning the worm entirely red as if it were burning, Wan Xi’s body trembled, her head tilted, and she spat out a mouthful of black, foul-smelling blood. The stench was as repulsive as the blood that had been drawn from Shen Yue’s finger.

Only then did Song Jin breathe a sigh of relief. She smiled at the miracle physician. “That’s more like it.”

Leaning forward slightly, Song Jin suddenly thrust a three-edged dagger into the miracle physician’s abdomen. She quickly withdrew the knife and stabbed again. The miracle physician was so shocked that he forgot the intense pain in his abdomen. He stared wide-eyed at Song Jin. “You… you…”

Song Jin’s expression remained cold, her lips curled in a smile. “I don’t like people who play tricks in front of me.”

If the miracle physician had read novels, he would know this scene was called: Going Dark. Song Jin stabbed the miracle physician three times in the abdomen in the blink of an eye. The ground shook and the sight of the bright red blood finally jolted Lu Zhan into action.

Lu Zhan rushed forward, yelling madly at Song Jin, “What are you doing! Are you crazy…”

Song Jin stood up and calmly interrupted him, “Didn’t you want to do the same?”

Lu Zhan’s furious expression froze. How did she know?

After speaking, Song Jin turned to leave. “I’m going to find the Crown Prince. You should be able to handle things here.”

After Song Jin left, Lu Zhan looked down at the miracle physician lying on the ground, feeling a complicated mix of emotions. The miracle physician had come with them from the Great Yan Dynasty. When he and Shen Yue were young, it was the miracle physician who comforted and encouraged them, almost like a father figure. Later, as their problems grew and their situations became more perilous, it was the miracle physician who protected them. Without him, both he and Shen Yue would have been poisoned to death long ago.

The miracle physician was much older and wiser, and they often sought his advice. To Shen Yue, the miracle physician was half a father and half a servant. But why did he get so confused and poison Song Jin and Wan Xi?

Lu Zhan should have been furious enough to kill Song Jin, but instead, he wasn’t angry. Song Jin’s words, “Didn’t you want to do the same?” echoed in his mind. Did he want to do the same? Why?

Unconsciously, Lu Zhan looked at Wan Xi. He got up from the miracle physician’s side and weakly sat by the bed, lightly touching Wan Xi’s now flushed face with his trembling hand. So, he really did want to do it.

His warm but trembling hand on Wan Xi’s cheek made Lu Zhan close his eyes. He felt both at peace and powerless. Peaceful because he finally understood what he wanted, powerless because of the miracle physician.

If Shen Yue had a reliable physician, the miracle physician might not have had to die. But Shen Yue had no such physician. In the Great Yan Dynasty for so many years, Shen Yue never had a trustworthy physician, so now, even though the miracle physician still had a breath left, there was no one to save him.

Was this… laughable?

As Lu Zhan’s heart grew bitter, a warm hand covered his. “Brother Lu, why are you crying?” Wan Xi’s voice came softly.

Lu Zhan’s eyelids fluttered as he opened his eyes to see Wan Xi’s concerned eyes looking at him. The sight made his heart ache. Forget it!

Lu Zhan took a deep breath and smiled at Wan Xi. “Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

Wan Xi thought for a moment and nodded. Lu Zhan immediately grew nervous. “Where does it hurt?”

Wan Xi pointed to her face. “You’re pressing too hard.”

Lu Zhan…

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Song Jin and Wang Liu headed to the Crown Prince’s residence.

“You’re called Wang Liu. Does your family also have Wang Wu and Wang Si?” Song Jin asked.

Wang Liu nodded. “There are eight children in my family. My sister is the eldest. The rest of us, from the second to the eighth, are all boys. Except for my sister’s name, which my parents put a lot of thought into, the rest of us were named in order.”

Song Jin… So there really is a Wang Ba (the eighth)!

Sensing Song Jin’s thoughts, Wang Liu said, “My three brothers, Wang Si, Wang Wu, and I take care of Miss Song. Wang Qi and Wang Ba stay with the master.”

Song Jin… So there really is a Wang Ba! Poor child.

“And what about Wang Er?” she asked.

“Wang Er has other tasks. We don’t know where the master sent him.” Wang Liu answered honestly.

Song Jin was a bit surprised. Elsewhere? Who else did her father need to protect so specially?

For questions without any basis for speculation, Song Jin usually set them aside, considering there was no way to find out.

As they talked, they soon arrived at the Crown Prince’s residence. As if expecting Song Jin’s arrival, a young eunuch greeted her at the entrance. “Greetings, Fourth Prince. His Highness is waiting for you at the Plum Pavilion. Please follow me.”

The young eunuch glanced at Wang Liu beside Song Jin, his eyes filled with suspicion. Why not Lu Zhan? Who is this person?

However, he didn’t ask questions that were none of his business. He respectfully led Song Jin inside.

Wang Liu was left waiting a few steps away from the Plum Pavilion. When Song Jin entered, the Crown Prince was engrossed in a book.

Upon hearing footsteps, the Crown Prince looked up and set the book aside. “Fourth Brother, you’re finally here. Sit down. You must have been frightened at the palace today. I’ve prepared a table of wine to calm your nerves.”

Song Jin sneered and glanced at the cover of the book the Crown Prince had set aside. “The Black-Bellied Prince’s Troublesome Concubine”

Song Jin… “Can’t you read something more suited for men?” she couldn’t help but ask.

The Crown Prince smiled innocently. “All books are treasures. Why distinguish between men and women?”

He leaned closer to Song Jin. “Besides, dealing with you, shouldn’t I read this kind of book to stay on theme?”

His tone carried a hint of ambiguity.