Chapter 576: 576
The journey back to the palace was long, and Junjue’s condition got worse and worse .
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In the carriage, she asked him, “Is there any way to cure this?”
Junjue shook his head .
Meng Liang, that stupid… Don’t let me know who he is, otherwise I’ll beat him up .
Meng Liang was silent . She had heard this answer from Meng Liang .
But hearing it again from Junjue, she didn’t know if she didn’t want to accept it or just be annoyed .
She put down the fruit in her hand and sat next to him, holding him in her arms .
“Don’t worry, I’ll think of a way . ”
“What way can you think of, Your Majesty . ” Junjue covered his mouth and coughed . Something wet appeared in his palm, and he was about to cover it up, but his hand was caught, and Ming Shu began to wipe his palm lightly with a white handkerchief .
Ming Shu wiped it up and then stuffed another clean handkerchief into his hand . “Looks like the only thing I can do is find a beautiful place to be your tomb . ”
Hoh hoh .
I will not argue with you .
“Thank you, Your Majesty . ”
Ming Shu: “…”
There was a sudden silence in the carriage . After waiting for a while, Junjue couldn’t help but ask, “Your Majesty, why don’t you ask me how I became like this?”
“Will you tell me?”
“Do you want to know, Your Majesty?”
The two made direct eye contact and invisible sparks ignited between them .
Ming Shu reached out her hand and adjusted his mask a little . “Have some sleep . We’ll arrive at the royal palace soon . ”
Junjue compressed his lips and adjusted into a comfortable position to lie down . “Will you take a new concubine, Your Majesty?”
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Ming Shu smiled . “Of course I will . Do you think you’re beautiful enough to make me give up all other men?”
Junjue took out his knife silently . I’d better kill her .
Ming Shu’s voice didn’t stop . “After you die, I’ll immediately take new men in . Your position as the royal concubine will be taken by others . Are you afraid of that?”
So if I don’t die, you won’t take new concubines?
Junjue put back his knife silently then .
Ming Shu took care of him and didn’t ask anything else .
For the first time, Junjue felt she was sometimes quite caring .
But she never talked nicely . Junjue wanted to strangle her as soon as she dissed him .
After they returned to the palace, Junjue had almost gone into a coma . Ming Shu ordered the imperial physicians to treat him in turn, and this time it was not something good .
Meanwhile, the symptoms of Junjue’s plague were getting more and more obvious . Since the plague outside disappeared inexplicably, they didn’t know how to treat this now .
The imperial physicians were all terrified . Seeing Ming Shu hold Junjue in her arms, they advised her to isolate Junjue as soon as possible .
Ming Shu drove all of them out .
“Your Majesty…”
“If you’re scared, don’t get close . ” Ming Shu took the copper basin Lianxin was holding and walked into the hall .
Lianxin compressed her lips and followed .
In the following days, all kinds of ministers began to play the bitter and miserable drama . Ming Shu just ignored them . In the end, she simply delegated all the affairs to Prime Minister Zhou and never showed up to the sessions .
The imperial physicians were worried that Ming Shu would be infected . But Ming Shu stayed in the Xianyu Palace all day long, and she looked energetic as always . Even the servants in Xianyu Palace weren’t infected .
The imperial physicians were then relieved . Perhaps the plague taking the royal concubine was not infectious… or it had changed the way of infection .
Junjue could barely eat anything . At first Ming Shu convinced him, but later she had to coax him with kind words to try and make him eat .
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“Your Majesty, I really don’t want to eat anything . ” Junjue sounded weak .
“Just one spoonful . ” Ming Shu put the spoon at Junjue’s lips .
“No . ”
Ming Shu put it into her own mouth then bent over to feed Junjue .
Junjue wanted to vomit, but Ming Shu threatened him . “If you dare…”
Ming Shu fed him half a bowl in this way, but then Junjue closed his mouth tightly as he really couldn’t swallow any more .
Ming Shu finished the leftover porridge .
We can’t waste food .
Junjue watched her eat up the porridge . She finished all the food unfinished by him in recent days . Even though he knew that the plague was not infectious, the ordinary people didn’t know…
Isn’t she scared, even a little?
“Your Majesty, do you not like me?”
“No . ”
“Then why do you treat me so kindly?”
“Because you are stupid . ”
“…” You are the one that is stupid . Your whole family is stupid .
Is it that hard to like me? Why are you so kind to me if you don’t like me!
I don’t want to speak with a psychopath .
After waiting for Junjue to fall asleep, Ming Shu stood up and walked out of the hall . She took out Little Beastie from her sleeves .
Little Beastie opened its eyes in a daze . Poop-picker, is it mealtime?
Ming Shu lifted it and walked next door . She put it on the table; there were several plates filled with food before it .
Little Beastie’s eyes lit up first, and it was about to bite, but then it suddenly paused and stepped back alertly, hiding behind a book .
Poop-picker, what do you want to do?
This is not right…
“Give me some of your blood . ” Ming Shu smiled tenderly .
Little Beastie shrank into a ball and began to roar .
I knew you didn’t have good intentions . Use your own blood, I won’t hurt myself, get out!
“If my blood works, I wouldn’t want yours . Come on, good boy, just give me one drop, and I’ll prepare a Man-Han full banquet for you . ”
No!
Little Beastie refused very firmly . I won’t agree even if there’re 100 Man-Han full banquets .
Ming Shu coaxed it for a while, but Little Beastie resisted strongly . In the end, Ming Shu had to give up and left the room . But she didn’t take away those snacks .
Seeing Ming Shu really give up, Little Beastie then jumped into the plates and enjoyed the food . After its belly rounded, it patted its little belly and gave another look to the door .
Little Beastie put away the food left unfinished on the table into its storage space, then jumped down and rolled away to find Ming Shu .
Poop-picker, do you care about him so much?
Little Beastie jumped onto the table beside Ming Shu, sat there and looked at her .
She cared about him so much that she even forgot common sense and wanted to bleed it . Poop-picker, you’re changed! You’re no longer the poop-picker who only likes me, and you have another pet!
Ming Shu reached out to touch it and her voice was a little distant . “I was too impulsive just now . ”
Little Beastie licked her fingers .
It’s not that I’m stingy . He’s just an ordinary person and has no Qi in his body . Even if I give him my blood, he might just die quicker .
“You’re right . ”
Little Beastie glanced at Ming Shu and grunted inside . She actually wants to use my blood on an ordinary person, my poor poop-picker, she’s become silly recently .
Even if he can absorb it, I won’t give to him!
I am a noble beast, how can I allow my blood to blend with a common person’s blood .
Junjue’s condition got worse . They had tried every possible way they could think of, and the imperial physicians almost lost themselves in the medical books, but in vain .
Junjue knew very well about the tool given by the system, which was definitely not something that could be fixed by an ordinary person . So he was quite calm, and he had only one request:
Please like me before my death .
Ming Shu came in with a suit of brand-new clothes .
“I’ve been like this, what’s the difference if I change clothes . ” You don’t like me anyway .
Ming Shu didn’t say anything . She immediately took off his old clothes and changed him into the new ones .
She bent over to hold him up . After these days’ torture, Junjue’s body was very weak and didn’t seem to have any weight .
It seemed Junjue didn’t want to get close to Ming Shu .
“Hold me . If you fall and ruin my things, how will you pay me?”
“With my life . ” This is the only thing I’ve left anyway .
Ming Shu lowered her eyes and looked at him .
Junjue immediately was frightened . He put his arms around her neck and asked in a low voice, “Do I smell bad?”
Ming Shu complained, “You stink . ”
Junjue’s face darkened . “You’d better let me off, Your Majesty . ”
“Don’t move . ”