The White-Bone Demon of the Farm is as rich as a country

Chapter 290 Accompanying

Marquis Wu'an's sudden request was like a puzzle standing before Emperor Mingde and the officials present. Everyone was puzzled and at a loss.

However, at this moment, the Empress Dowager was critically ill and her life was hanging by a thread. Who would have the energy to dig into the details or question the reason? Everyone knew that the most important thing at this moment was to save the Empress Dowager's life.

Emperor Mingde also thought so. He regarded Wu'an Marquis's move as a sign of his anxiety and eagerness to solve the problems for the court.

So, Emperor Mingde waved his hand and readily agreed to Marquis Wu'an's request.

After getting permission, Marquis Wu'an did not dare to delay for even a second. He hurriedly stepped out of the palace gate and rushed all the way, heading straight for the clinic opened by Ru Yue.

The backyard of Huairen Medical Clinic.

Chu Ning'an, who had won the first place in the imperial examination, should have been filled with joy. However, who would have thought that his originally bright mood would be instantly shrouded in a haze after meeting Wu'an Hou, and he became completely depressed.

Over the past five years, Chu Ning'an had nearly died in the Canglan River, and had subsequently been living in exile, enduring immense hardship and suffering. The root cause of all this was his father, the Marquis of Wu'an.

In Chu Ning'an's opinion, if it weren't for his father's indecision back then and his subsequent negligence, how could he have ended up like this?

He could not let go of the past, nor could he easily forgive his father.

Ru Yue, who was standing by, stared at the silent Chu Ning'an quietly. She knew what he was thinking deep in his heart.

She gently stretched out her hand, slowly pulled Chu Ning'an's sleeve, raised her head slightly, and looked at the elegant and graceful man in front of her with gentle eyes like water.

Unconsciously, a faint smile crept onto the corner of her lips.

Ru Yue raised her other hand and gently smoothed Chu Ning'an's frown. She took his hand and sat down, saying gently, "Are you still angry about your father?"

Chu Ning'an stared at the fairy-like girl in front of him, unable to take his eyes off her for a moment. Her delicate face was like a finely crafted work of art, every line so flawless that it made people fall in love with her.

Chu Ning'an's expression unconsciously became extremely gentle, just like the warmest sunshine in spring shining on the earth.

He slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched the bright cinnabar mole on the woman's forehead. His fingers stroked it carefully, as if he was quietly admiring a rare treasure in the world, afraid that the slightest force would damage it.

Gradually, his palm slid down the woman's forehead and gently stroked her cheek, which was as white and delicate as mutton-fat jade. The tenderness in his eyes was so strong that it almost overflowed, as if this woman was the whole meaning of his life.

After a long while, he said in a cold voice: "If it weren't for him, how could my mother die young? If it weren't for him, how could I have almost died in the Canglan River..."

The more he spoke, the colder his voice became, and the anger in his eyes became more surging, but even so, he still suppressed his inner anger and resentment, and his hands remained gentle, for fear that he would hurt the treasure in his palm because of his momentary impulse.

Although Chu Ning'an tried hard to control his emotions, the slightly red circles under his eyes ruthlessly revealed the weakness and helplessness buried deep in his heart.

Ru Yue gently stretched out her hand, like a soft feather, and slowly covered his hand.

She applied a little force, guiding his palm so that it could stick more closely to her cheek, which was as delicate and smooth as porcelain.

Her voice was like the gentlest spring breeze, softly soothing him, "Despite his numerous faults, his deep affection for you and your mother has never changed. Now, having weathered so many storms, you're able to view everything with a more objective and calm attitude. But if you were born into a loving, filial, and harmonious family, would you truly be able to stand firm and not yield when faced with overwhelming pressure and coercion from your parents?"

After saying that, Ru Yue raised her head and stared deeply into his eyes.

Those eyes were as clear as water, like a bottomless pool, calm and deep.

Deep in his clear eyes, her own figure was clearly reflected, as if she had thrown herself wholeheartedly into these endless eyes.

His eyes were charming and sparkling, and although they carried a hint of coldness, they retained a touch of warmth and tenderness, blooming only for the woman in front of him.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed her, gently bringing her to sit on his lap, holding her tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go.

He buried his head deep in her thin shoulders, like a child seeking shelter, as if he wanted to draw even a trace of warmth from her, or even wanted to use his body temperature to block the lingering chill of early spring.

After a moment's silence, she finally spoke again, "Have you ever seriously considered this question? If I threatened you with my own life, forcing you to do something that goes against your will, would you really have the heart to refuse me?"

Ru Yue did not give him time to answer the question. Both of them knew very well that the answer to this question must be no.

Ru Yue raised her head slightly, staring straight at the person in front of her, and said slowly, "You are always aware of the depth of our feelings for each other, but can you say that we have never neglected each other?"

Ru Yue still didn't give him a chance to answer, and seemed to be talking to herself, "I actually have very little contact with him, but through the few times we have met, I can clearly feel that he is a man of integrity, and his love for you and your mother is deep in his bones.

As the saying goes, 'To err is human,' so you don't have to rush to forgive him, but don't push yourself into a dead end or get stuck in a rut, okay?

Chu Ning'an pulled his arms together and hugged the person in his arms tighter.

At this moment, his mind was filled with only one thought: how could such a gentle, kind, and considerate woman exist in this world? He sincerely thanked God for bestowing him with such a precious fate, allowing him to have the honor of meeting such a beautiful woman.

The two hugged each other tightly, as if everything around them no longer existed.

With her gentle words and warm embrace, she gently soothed his broken heart; he was grateful for the hard work she had put in for him...

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and the whole world was left with only the two of them, relying on each other.

.......

"Knock knock knock..." A series of rapid knocks on the door suddenly sounded, and Fengying's slightly nervous and anxious voice called out: "Miss, Sir! Marquis Wu'an is here, it seems something has happened!"

Hearing this, Ru Yue's heart suddenly tightened.

Marquis Wu'an was a steady and self-possessed man. He would never have rushed to visit in such a hurry unless something serious was happening. The fact that he had come in person at this moment must have been because something shocking had occurred.

Ru Yue knew that this matter was of great importance, so she did not dare to delay for even a moment. She quickly reached out and grabbed Chu Ning'an, and the two of them hurried towards the front hall.

Seeing them coming, Marquis Wu'an didn't say anything more and directly narrated everything that had just happened in the imperial study.

"Prince Kang recommended Ru Yue to the emperor, but any discerning person can see that the person he really wants to recommend into the palace is the famous Doctor Shen. However, now that Ru Yue's name has been mentioned, no matter whether the disease can be cured in the end, Ru Yue must go through this trip."

Having said this, Marquis Wu'an looked firmly at Chu Ning'an and Ru Yue in front of him, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will protect Ru Yue and will not let her come to any harm."

These words sounded powerful, like a vow. They were not only spoken to Chu Ning'an, but also more like a promise to himself.

After hearing what Wu'an Hou said, Ru Yue couldn't help but frown, and her eyebrows were tightly twisted into the shape of a "川" character.

A few thoughts suddenly flashed through her mind. She felt that this symptom seemed familiar, as if she had seen or heard of something similar before. But when she thought about it carefully, it seemed slightly different. Could it be... really like that?

Chu Ning'an, who had been paying attention to Ru Yue's expression, saw this and quickly asked, "Ru Yue, what's wrong with you? Did you suddenly think of something?"

There was a hint of concern and urgency in his tone, and he was obviously aware of the seriousness of the situation.

Chu Ning'an's words flashed through Marquis Wu'an's mind like a bolt of lightning, instantly waking him from his daze. He hurried forward and asked anxiously, "Is there something wrong? Tell me in detail!"

Ru Yue's beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed together, as if two crescent moons were about to be twisted into a ball.

She shook her head and said softly, "According to what the Marquis just said, the Queen Mother's illness is quite similar to being poisoned by the Dream Soul Grass, but upon closer inspection, there are some differences. I really can't figure out the reason for this moment."

She couldn't help biting her lower lip and fell into deep thought.

"Dream Soul Grass?!" Upon hearing this name, Chu Ning'an couldn't help but scream in surprise. The sound was so loud that it even attracted the attention of everyone around him.

He stared at Ru Yue with wide eyes and asked in disbelief: "Are you saying that the Queen Mother was poisoned by the same poison as Huo Yuheng? How is this possible..."

Faced with Chu Ning'an's questioning, Ru Yue seemed somewhat bewildered. She hesitantly explained, "I'm not sure. There are some similarities, but I feel like there are still some subtle differences that I haven't figured out. I just can't make sense of it."

Wu Anhou stood aside, confused. Although he couldn't figure out who Huo Yuheng was, he understood the meaning of Menghuncao. He keenly sensed that he had a clue and direction to the empress dowager's illness.

He couldn't wait to urge, "His Majesty is in the palace waiting for news. Let's go in and check it out first."

Hearing this, Ru Yue did not hesitate.

She nodded slightly, turned around and told Fengying beside her to take the medicine box she was carrying with her, and then prepared to follow Wu'an Hou out to the palace.

"I'll go with you." Chu Ning'an blocked her way, looking at Ru Yue with a firm face, and concern in his eyes.