The Virtuous Wife

Chapter 11: First Meeting in the Forest

Since that day, the old man and Qingtian stayed in the manor. It turned out that the old man was He Daozi, a famous doctor in Dayuan. He has been practicing medicine for decades. The late emperor and the current emperor have invited him to work in the Imperial Hospital many times, but he declined. He once cured the current empress dowager's stubborn illness in the sixth year of Kangzheng. The emperor was overjoyed and honored him as the first doctor in Dayuan, and gave him a gold medal as a token of grace.

That day, Jingyi and Qingtian went to the forest to collect herbs. Jingyi looked at the birds flying over the forest, and her heart moved. She said to Qingtian: "Brother Qingtian, you go over there. The weather is too hot. I'll go to the stream in front to wash my face first."

Qingtian didn't say anything, glanced at her, "Girls are troublesome!" After that, he left without looking back.

Jingyi shrugged, and when Qingtian walked away, she ran to a tree and called softly: "Little bird, come here, I have delicious food here!"

After a while, a few birds flew down from the tree and landed not far from Jingyi.

Jingyi smiled brightly. These days, her supernatural powers have almost recovered. However, to survive in this ancient time, it is still far from enough to rely on her "pitiful" supernatural powers.

Jingyi learned medical skills from He Daozi for a few days, and couldn't help but secretly admire the mystery and profoundness of Chinese medicine! Jingyi thought that her mother was calculated like this, and it must be someone who is proficient in medical theory or someone like this is behind the scenes. Otherwise, how could he come up with such a double insurance trick to harm her mother?

That day, He Daozi proposed to take her as a disciple, which happened to be her wish. If she knew medical theory, how could she be so easily controlled? However, if you think about it the other way around, it might not be that simple. The person behind the scene could come up with such a vicious and comprehensive plan, so he might have a trick up his sleeve.

Jingyi gently held a bird in her palm and looked at it carefully. The bird was mostly brown. There were dark brown vertical stripes from the top of the head to the upper back, the eye circles were white, and a narrow stripe formed along the upper edge and extended backward to the side of the occipital, forming a clear eyebrow pattern, which was very eye-catching. The lower body was brown-yellow, with black vertical stripes from the throat to the upper chest, and the middle of the abdomen was gray.

It looked like this should be a thrush. Because Jingyi had the ability to communicate with animals, in her previous life, the institute specially opened a course of zoology for her, just to let her know more about the habits of animals, so that she could better assign animals to do things.

Thrushes often move alone or in small groups. They are alert and timid. They often stand on the branches of trees and sing. Their singing voices are gentle and beautiful. In her previous life, Jingyi had been in contact with wild beasts, and rarely with birds, usually only with pigeons. Now, looking at the beautiful thrush in her palm, she was so happy that she didn't even notice someone approaching. The thrush saw someone approaching, chirped a few times, and flew to the branch. Jingyi also turned around quickly after hearing its cry. Jingyi gasped in fear, took a step back, and covered her mouth with her hands. She stared at the boy standing in front of her with wide eyes, not daring to move. The boy had messy hair and a few strands of hair on his forehead. He couldn't see his appearance clearly, but only his outline could be vaguely seen. He was dressed gorgeously, and he should be the son of a wealthy family. His entire left arm was stained with blood, and there were some bloodstains on his chest. The boy, holding a long sword, looked at Jingyi with a painful face. The look seemed to be asking for help, but it also made people feel an incomparable majesty coming over.

Jingyi looked at the boy who frightened her a little, and subconsciously took two steps back. The boy moved his lips gently and said, "Don't be afraid! Save me!"

Although the voice was soft, Jingyi heard it clearly. She knew that the boy wanted to save him herself. Jingyi hesitated for a moment, and looked around again. There was only a small shed about thirty or forty meters ahead, which was built on a sunny day a few days ago. It was said that it would be a good place to hide for a while in case of rain.

Jingyi slowly stepped forward and gently helped the boy, and walked towards the shed in front. The boy didn't speak, and walked forward along Jingyi's steps. After all, Jingyi was only seven years old. After barely helping the boy to sit down in the shed, she began to pant.

After the boy sat down, the pain on his face became even worse. Jingyi lowered her head and thought, then took out a small bottle from a small cloth bag she was carrying, and squatted in front of the boy.

"Big brother, I have a bottle of medicine for wounds, for external application, but I just started studying medicine and I'm not very good at applying medicine to people. Can you do it yourself?" Jingyi asked with a distressed look.

The boy looked at Jingyi and nodded slightly. He grabbed the clothes of his left arm with his right hand and exerted force. With a "hiss", the boy's entire left arm was exposed.

Jingyi stepped forward to take a look and frowned: "This won't work. Wait a minute, I'll go to the stream in front to get some water, wash your wound first, and then apply medicine." After saying that, he hurriedly ran to the stream.

The boy looked at Jingyi's back, and his eyes became a little blurred.

After a while, Jingyi took her wet handkerchief back and gently wiped the wound for him. The wound was very deep, even revealing the red flesh inside. Jingyi endured the discomfort in her body until the wound was wiped clean. Jingyi looked at the boy: "Okay, you sprinkle the medicine in the bottle yourself, I'll go wash the handkerchief and come back to bandage you."

The boy nodded, watching Jingyi run to the stream again, he lowered his head, took the small bottle with his right hand, opened the lid with his mouth, and then gently sprinkled it on the wound on his left arm.

From the time Jingyi wiped his wound to the time Jingyi bandaged him with a handkerchief, the boy never cried out in pain, and didn't even frown.

Jingyi looked at his already bandaged left arm, and then looked at his chest.

The boy said: "That's someone else's blood."

Jingyi nodded blankly. The boy gently wrapped all the hair that blocked his forehead behind his ears with his right hand, revealing an extremely handsome face!

The boy looked at Jingyi: "Thank you! What's your name?"

Jingyi grinned: "My name is Su Jingyi, I live in a farm not far away. Are you okay? Otherwise, I'll let Senior Brother Qingtian carry you back to the farm to recuperate for a few days?"

The boy shook his head: "No need. My guards will find you in a while." The boy lowered his head, but a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, Su Jingyi? If he remembered correctly, the farm in front should be the property of Pingnan Hou Su Wei. Could this person in front of him be Su Wei's only legitimate daughter?

Thinking of this, the boy raised his head and looked carefully at the little girl sitting next to him.

Looking at her figure, she was only about seven or eight years old. She simply combed two small braids on her head, tied only two green hairbands, and wore a gold necklace around her neck. There were no other accessories. The girl hugged her knees with her hands and rested her head on her knees, as if waiting for someone. Her eyes were big and bright, and her natural butterfly eyebrows made her eyes look even more beautiful. Under her high nose bridge was a cherry mouth that was red without any makeup.

The boy couldn't help but look at her in a daze. She was so charming at such a young age. I wonder how stunning she would be when she reached the age of 15?

"Yuanxi!" Suddenly a cold voice came out.

"Huh?" Jingyi looked at the boy blankly.

At this time, the footsteps of several people were heard. The boy's eyes tightened and he said softly: "My guards are here."

Sure enough, Jingyi felt that her eyes were blurred, and then several people dressed as guards stood in front of her.

The boy looked at Jingyi reluctantly, his eyes softened involuntarily, and his voice was gentle: "My name is Yuanxi, I will come to see you again."

"Yes, Yuanxi." Jingyi lowered her head and repeated his name, and when she looked up again, there was no half a figure?