nashuaworldcup Chapter 358 I am a little bird...
Chapter 358 I am a little bird...
Although the outside world is wonderful, it seems that none of it has anything to do with Yinzhuo right now. After all, his biological father and brother watch him more closely than prisoners in the imperial jail. He wants to be free as a bird in the sky and a fish in the sea, but humph, there's only one word for it—no way.
Sometimes I feel like a little bird, wanting to fly but unable to soar high. Maybe one day I'll perch on a branch, only to become a hunter's target. I'll fly into the blue sky, only to find myself all alone. Every time the night is quiet, I can't sleep. I wonder if it's just my tomorrow that hasn't gotten better...
Yinzhen is almost driven crazy with worry. Ever since he dragged Yinzuo into the palace from Prince Zhao's residence that day, Yinzuo has been in a state of ecstasy for three whole days. The little tune he used to sing has changed from "I want to fly higher" to "I want to fly but I can't fly high no matter how hard I try"...
Of course, if Yinzhuo had only sung songs, Yinzhen wouldn't have been so worried. But it's not just that Yinzhuo has a good voice, his father is also good. These three days of Yinzhuo's depression felt like three long years to Yinzhen.
"Fourth brother, how long do you think he can keep this up? Why don't you think of a way to coax him? Even if his body can hold on, his voice won't. And you, why did you have to provoke him? If he wants to sleep, just let him sleep. Now look what happened, he's not sleeping, but nobody else can sleep either. I've had a terrible headache from his noise these past few days..."
Yeah, you're probably annoyed. If you think he's annoying, just send him back home. That way, everyone will have some peace and quiet. Why are you asking how long he can keep this up? Haha, can't you tell? He'll keep going until you give in. You want me to figure out how to coax him? But if I come up with any solutions, I'll be the first one to suffer.
"Father, if you have a headache, why don't you go back to your bedchamber to rest? In my opinion, he will have to stay like this for a while. Don't worry, I will have someone bring the memorial over in a little while. I will stay here and watch over him and make sure that nothing goes wrong with my sixth brother."
Kangxi didn't want to leave, but as long as he stood there, Yinzhuo's voices would grow louder and louder. Did Kangxi not know what kind of person the brat he had raised from childhood was? The reason that little brat did this was simply to force him to compromise.
In the past, Kangxi might have softened his heart and agreed. But now that the controversy over the succession had just passed, the court seemed calm on the surface, but who knew what undercurrents were brewing behind the scenes? At this critical juncture, how could Kangxi dare to let his precious son go? So he could only let Yinzhuo continue to make trouble, thinking that once he was tired and had enough, he would calm down.
Even if Yinzhuo's voice was good, singing karaoke for three days in a row was almost ruined. He barely managed to hold on until sunset, but his voice was completely gone. He managed to hit a broken high note to end his work for the day. Master Yinzhuo began to prepare... oops, it should be that Prince Zhao finally decided to call it a day.
"Su Peisheng, hurry, hurry, go get me a glass of water. Remember, it shouldn't be too hot, or my throat will hurt from the heat."
Upon hearing Yinzhuo's hoarse, deep voice, Yinzhen frowned. He waved for Su Peisheng to pour water, and then got up and walked towards Yinzhuo.
"Hmph, so you know your throat hurts? With you yelling like that all day long, it's no wonder it hurts. Do you feel how bad your throat hurts? If you can't handle it, don't force yourself. I think we should call the imperial physician to take a look at you, otherwise I'm afraid you'll wake up tomorrow morning without your voice."
The imperial physician summoned from Qianqing Palace was naturally an old acquaintance of Yinzhuo—Imperial Physician Wang. Imperial Physician Wang and Yinzhuo were now so disgusted with each other that they could hardly bear to look at each other. Sure enough, as soon as Imperial Physician Wang entered the door and learned that the person he was to see today was none other than Yinzhuo, his face immediately put on a mask of pain. Of course, Yinzhuo's expression was not much better when he saw Imperial Physician Wang.
"Physician Wang, could you please take a look at his throat? He's been talking a lot these past few days, and his throat is not only hoarse but also very painful..."
Wang Taiyi was somewhat reserved in front of the newly appointed Crown Prince. After bowing to Yinzhen, he took his medicine box and walked over to Yinzuo, who was standing next to him.
From childhood to adulthood, whether it was a major illness or a minor ailment, Yinzhuo was always taken care of by Imperial Physician Wang. Imperial Physician Wang knew his physical condition very well. He placed his finger on Yinzhuo's pulse, closed his eyes, examined it for a moment, and then asked Yinzhuo to open his mouth so he could check his throat. He got up, walked to the table to the side, picked up a pen and ink, and began to write a prescription for him.
"Your Highness, rest assured, the prince's throat condition is not serious. It's just that he hasn't been sleeping well these past few days, which has caused his liver fire to be excessive. In that case, this old minister will prescribe some medicine for him, and he will be fine after taking it."
"Heatiness? Prescribe medicine?" When Yinzhu heard these four words come out of the Imperial Physician Wang's mouth, he couldn't help but shudder. As the saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter. The Imperial Physician Wang usually wished he could add bitter herbs to the medicine he prescribed. This medicine to clear heat would only make it more bitter.
"Fourth Brother, I don't want to drink the medicine! That old man is so wicked! Look at what kind of medicine is in this prescription! Coptis chinensis, Astragalus membranaceus, Gardenia jasminoides... If I drink this medicine, I'll turn into a bitter gourd! I won't drink it! I won't drink it..."
Yinzhen was not like Kangxi. Although he usually indulged Yinzuo, he was not as unprincipled and unscrupulous as Kangxi. Even though Yinzuo's face was almost wrinkled like a bitter gourd, the medicine was still quickly brewed and served.
"Fourth drink, look at this medicine, it's pitch black and looks terrifying, so can I not drink it?"
That obviously wouldn't work. Yinzhen glanced at Yinzuo, who had already backed away, took the medicine bowl from Wanquan's hand, and walked towards Yinzuo.
"Sixth brother, are you going to drink it yourself, or will your fourth brother feed you?"
Are you going to drink it yourself or will your fourth brother force it down your throat? Is this a difficult choice? Yinzhuo was a well-known genius, and he accepted the medicine bowl with remarkable ease in the face of his fourth brother's blatant threat.
“I’ll drink it myself. It’s just medicine. Why bother Fourth Brother with such a small thing?”
Yinzhen was naturally quite satisfied with Yinzuo's pragmatic attitude. He beckoned Wanquan to bring over some candied fruit before turning to look at Yinzuo, who was holding a bowl of medicine.
Did our Prince Zhao drink his medicine smoothly today? Hmm... Speaking of which, our Crown Prince is furious. Everything was going quite smoothly. Just when Yinzhuo was about to drink the medicine, his father, the stumbling block in the education world, arrived. Well, now it's going to be incredibly difficult to get Yinzhuo to drink the medicine.