The Blessed

After paying, Ling Jingxuan asked Song Gengniu who was waiting outside to carry all the things onto the carriage, then he went back to say goodbye to Chu Ci. When leaving, they both gave him an eye, and exchanged an eye contact only the two of them understood, then left, while Chu Ci didn’t turn back to go inside after watching their carriage disappear in the distance. That delicate and pretty face was stained with a little bit worries, struggling and confusion. Everything that happened today had far exceeded his expectations. He had never thought he would meet Yan Shengrui under such circumstances, even in his dreams.

“Father, he is my imperial uncle, right?”

No one noticed when the boy who hid in the backyard came out. The shock and fear in his eyes were already gone, only with a little bit helplessness left, and his voice was mixed with faint uncertainty.

“Hmm, I guess so. Don’t be afraid, Yan’er. Shengrui is different from them. Now he has lost his memories. After making sure of the kids’ identity, we’d teach them well. They’d definitely repay us.”

Sensing that the kid was trying to be strong, Chu Ci turned back and lightly embraced him. The reason why he chose Cangzhou was because this was Yan Shengrui’s fief. The late emperor ever left the words, saying that no troops were allowed to step onto this land with Yan Shengrui’s personal permission, otherwise, all would be beheaded as rebellions, including the emperor’s palace guards. Besides, Yan Shengrui was a tough, domineering and decisive man. Even if he was found, they wouldn’t be tortured or what…Never expected…things would become like this. Is this another blessing from heaven?

“Hmm.”

Leaning on his chest, the boy nodded. In the angle Chu Ci couldn’t see, his dark eyes bloomed with a firm and deep light.

Of course, the conversation between the father and son would never be known to Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan. With Ling Jingpeng aside in the carriage, they couldn’t talk about their own assumptions about Chu Ci and the boy. Later they went to a variety shop, bought two hundred jin rice, two hundred jin wheat flour, two hundred jin corn flour, one hundred jin colza oil, and ten jin salt. Since they bought too many things, the shopkeeper promised home delivery. After prepaid and left the address, they left.

Then they went to the clothing store on the way, and bought two suits of clothes for everyone in the family, including Song Gengniu, Zhao&Han couple and others, and a few bolts of first-class cotton cloth, and needles and thread. It sounded many, but did not take much room. So Ling Jingxuan and others carried all those things onto the carriage. When passing Ping’an Hall, Ling Jingxuan jumped off.

“Buy medicine?”

Jumping out of the carriage with him, Yan Shengrui asked. Although there were several people at home who were taking medicine, the only person who really needed to buy medicine was Lady Wang who had just had miscarriage. He and Ling Jinghan had plenty at home.

“Hmm, and I'd like to see if there are any sets of silver needles or other medical tools.”

Nodding, Ling Jingxuan said with his foot entering the threshold. Because of the plague, Ping’an Hall made its name, and their business was blooming. Even though today was not a market day, there were still a lot of customers coming and going. And the shopkeeper was making a diagnosis for people together with another old doctor, in high spirits.

“Sir, would you like some medicine or…you…Boss…Boss…it’s that magical doctor...”

After the waiter who went forward to serve Ling Jingxuan saw him, his tongue got knotted, then looked over at the shopkeeper sitting aside both surprisingly and nervously. Thanks to his yelling, now everyone set their eyes on them. Today although they both wore new clothes, with an eye, one could tell it was made of the worst cotton cloth. But, one was tall and handsome, while the other was slim and delicate. The former looked unruly, while the latter looked poised. The shabby clothes didn’t spoil a little bit of their unique temperament.

Seeing this, Yan Shengrui turned to look at Ling Jingxuan while picking his eyebrow, like he was saying ‘magical doctor, please give me convenience in the future’! Ling Jingxuan gave him a helpless smile. If possible, who would want that kind of hypocritical title? The bigger one’s name was, the heavier responsibilities on the shoulder. He didn’t want to exhaust himself. Besides, for now, he didn’t have that ambition to save the world.

“Magical doctor! It’s really you! Great! Finally I met you again! You know what, after you left that day…”

After freezing there for a bit, the shopkeeper who was sitting there making diagnosis for the patients reacted what was happening. He rushed before him with both excitement and surprise told him the whole story after they left. Finally he again stressed that Magistrate Hu was looking for him, if he had time, he should go to the yamen. To those common civilians, it was heaven-like glory to get appreciation from the magistrate, but…

“I don't have time.”

Ling Jingxuan refused without even thinking. The shopkeeper who gave it mouth couldn’t help taking a gasp, eyes wide open staring at him like looking at a monster. Why is this guy so obstinate?

He was not the only who got shocked, also those waiters and guests there. The only one who had no reaction about it was Yan Shengrui who was standing next to him. From the beginning, in his eyes was Ling Jingxuan only. To him, whatever reply he gave, he wouldn’t feel surprised a bit, because, his Jingxuan is so special as always, right?