Climbing to the Top: A Reborn Queen's Journey
Chapter 34: Xie En

Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Xie En

"Commandery Princess, it’s me, Meng Sanbao," a familiar voice rang out from outside the door. "The little mute’s external injuries have healed, and he can walk normally, but he still can’t speak. I’m here to ask what should be done with him next."

I almost forgot there was such a person in the mansion.

Jiang Shaohua steadied her mind and instructed through the door, "Bring him in."

Meng Sanbao hesitated outside the door, "This is the Commandery Princess’s courtyard. It’s not appropriate for an outsider to enter, is it?"

The little mute couldn’t speak, and the words he wrote resembled ghostly scribbles that no one could understand. His identity and origin were very mysterious. How could such a person be allowed near the Commandery Princess!

The Commandery Princess’s voice floated out from inside again, "No worries, just bring him in."

Meng Sanbao responded with an affirmative, quickly going to fetch the little mute.

These days, the little mute ate and slept daily, barely leaving his room, and seemed well-behaved. However, Meng Sanbao still had reservations and specially called Qin Hu over. The two of them, one leading and one watching intently from behind.

Within a few steps, they encountered Sun Guangbai, who came to check the injury, along with Sun Zelan who was there to amuse herself with nothing else to do.

Walking in front, Qin Hu’s gaze swiftly swept over the slender, pretty-faced, and elegantly mannered Sun Zelan, and his face suspiciously reddened a bit. When he spoke, his voice was much gentler than usual, "Doctor Sun, Miss Sun, what brings you two here?"

Sun Zelan casually smiled and said, "My brother comes daily to treat the little mute’s injuries and change his dressings. I’m idle and followed along to take a look." _{free.w e bn.ov(e)l(.)com}

Mostly because recently, Doctor Sun was always in a foul mood, scolding his disappointing son three times a day at least. Sometimes Sun Zelan would get caught up in it, so she snuck out to catch a breath of fresh air.

Qin Hu promptly replied, "The little mute’s external injuries have healed, and we are taking him to meet the Commandery Princess. There’s no need for further treatment today."

It was hard for Sun Guangbai to get away from his father for even a moment, so he said earnestly, "Whether it’s healed or not, you can’t decide. I need to check personally."

Qin Hu turned back, giving Meng Sanbao a look. Meng Sanbao understood immediately and said, "Then please have Doctor Sun take a look. I’ll pass the message to the Commandery Princess and ask her to wait a moment."

Sun Guangbai nodded in agreement.

Qin Hu urged, "Little mute, Doctor Sun has been truly dedicated to you. Shouldn’t you thank Doctor Sun quickly?"

I am not a little mute, my name is Cui Du.

Cui Du silently complained in his heart, but unfortunately, his throat wasn’t cooperating, and he couldn’t make any sound. He had no choice but to bow in thanks. He had observed carefully these past days, and now even his etiquette was somewhat decent.

Everyone has compassion. Sun Guangbai was very gentle, "Your external injuries have healed almost completely. I’ll apply medicine for you again and also check your throat."

Sun Zelan came mainly out of curiosity too.

When Sun Guangbai was applying medicine for the little mute, Sun Zelan avoided it, waiting outside. Qin Hu also waited outside the door.

Qin Hu sneakily glanced at Miss Sun, summoning the courage to strike up a conversation, "Miss Sun, aren’t you curious why the little mute can’t speak?"

Sun Zelan smiled and replied, "Aphasia is most difficult to treat. It’s rare to encounter one, so I came along with my brother to take a look."

Among girls of her age, Sun Zelan was quite tall. Still, she was a head shorter than Qin Hu. Qin Hu deliberately bent down to make eye contact with Sun Zelan, "With your family’s medical heritage and dedication to your studies, you’ll definitely be a famous doctor one day."

Sun Zelan, however, was somewhat wistful, "Women doctors mostly work within inner houses and don’t gain much fame. My brother doesn’t want to take the exam for the Imperial Hospital, and I don’t even have the opportunity to try."

Qin Hu scratched his head, "Are there no female imperial physicians? Wouldn’t it be inconvenient if the concubines, ladies, and princesses in the palace fall sick and summon an imperial physician?"

"It’s indeed inconvenient. But in the eyes of many, female physicians generally have mediocre skills and aren’t qualified to enter the palace to treat the nobility." Sun Zelan’s mood seemed a bit low, and so did her voice.

Qin Hu quickly said, "In my heart, Miss Sun is like Hua Tuo and Bian Que in female form."

Sun Zelan was amused, smiling sweetly, "If you keep praising me, Guard Qin, I’ll start blushing."

Standing at the door, unnoticed, Sun Guangbai glanced at the fawning Guard Qin and then called Sun Zelan to come inside, "The little mute’s clothes are on, you can come in now."

Sun Zelan responded and entered the room.

The siblings took turns examining the little mute’s throat and, after discussing in low voices, adjusted the prescription, "From tomorrow, switch to a different prescription and continue daily acupuncture."

Cui Du gratefully cupped his hands.

Sun Guangbai chuckled, "We all belong to the Prince Mansion, and we are paid by the Commandery Princess. It’s the Commandery Princess who instructed me to treat you. If you want to give thanks, be sure to thank the Commandery Princess properly."

Cui Du nodded solemnly. Thinking about meeting the Commandery Princess soon, his heart suddenly surged with excitement.

...

One incense stick later.

Cui Du followed the two trusted aides into the inner hall.

Jiang Shaohua was already seated comfortably, looking as composed as usual, showing no sign of any emotional fluctuation.

Suppressing his excited emotions, Cui Du walked forward steadily, about to bow and express his gratitude when Meng Sanbao reminded him in a low voice, "Kneel down and thank her."

Cui Du: "..."

The gratitude for saving his life, for sheltering and treating him, was akin to being reborn! Moreover, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. The Commandery Princess holds a noble status, kneeling should be fine!

Cui Du persuaded himself in his heart, but at the moment when he was about to bend his knees, he still felt stifled.

Jiang Shaohua observed Cui Du’s expression, akin to someone facing execution, and found it somewhat amusing. She casually said, "That’s enough, no need to kneel, just stand."

Cui Du silently breathed a sigh of relief and bowed in thanks.

Jiang Shaohua gave an order, and everyone retreated. She gestured for Cui Du to come closer with her eyes, oblivious to the fact that this was also a sign of favor. Cui Du walked over naturally to Jiang Shaohua’s side.

Jiang Shaohua stood up.

No matter what was inside, the exterior appeared to be about ten years old in appearance. Both were about the same height, making them eye to eye.

Jiang Shaohua looked at Cui Du.

Cui Du returned the gaze openly.

Even Chen Zhuo and others wouldn’t dare to stare at her like this. As they say, ignorance is fearless.

Jiang Shaohua didn’t mind and opened her mouth to ask, "Have your external injuries healed?"

Cui Du nodded vigorously.

"Still can’t speak?"

Cui Du continued nodding.

Jiang Shaohua acknowledged with a sound, "Don’t rush. Slowly take your medicine, and maybe you’ll suddenly be able to speak again."

Cui Du sighed silently. Who knew what had happened — suddenly finding himself in an entirely unfamiliar place, his body shrunk, and his voice inexplicably gone. If it weren’t for the Commandery Princess taking him in, he wouldn’t even have a place to go...

"If I hadn’t taken you in, given the state you were found in, you’d likely have been thrown into a fire as a demon," Jiang Shaohua’s voice lazily echoed. "I told you, the Prince Mansion doesn’t keep idle people. Didn’t you say you’re good at farming? You should join the Spring Plowing Ceremony tomorrow."

Cui Du immediately snapped back to reality, taking a folded piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it over.