mtl008 Chapter 438 Wish
Chapter 438 Wish
"Military advisor, don't worry."
The thin old man staggered and almost fell down after being pulled by Hu Yan.
I saw him wet the handkerchief with warm water and gently apply it on the birthmark.
After about ten breaths, the wet towel was removed...
The skin was warmed and became even redder, but without the bruises from frostbite. The iris flower also bloomed more beautifully.
The military doctor rubbed his hands and saw no change.
He turned to meet Hu Yan's hopeful and somewhat timid eyes and replied, "This is the birthmark..."
"If the military advisor is worried about something, he can seek out the palace doctor to make a diagnosis."
Those two are knowledgeable and can give more accurate answers to reassure the military advisor.
Hu Yan nodded blankly, his eyes rarely reddening.
He even forgot to follow the etiquette and thank the military doctor, and just stared at the unconscious person on the bed.
"I see…"
No wonder it feels familiar...
The son of an old friend, of course he is familiar!
Hu Yan was so excited that his heart ached. He covered his chest and coughed continuously.
It looked like he was about to cough out all his internal organs, which scared the soldiers in the tent!
The military doctor stepped forward to take Hu Yan's pulse, but he was grabbed tightly by the wrist instead.
"Please, military doctor, make sure to cure this man!"
He glanced at him and said sincerely, "He is really... too important to me."
"Don't worry, Military Advisor. Even if you don't tell me, as a doctor I should do my best to treat him."
Even when Hu Yan learned that this man was the son of an old friend, he still remained rational.
There was no shortage of guards outside the tent, and even more secret sentries were arranged because of this man's special circumstances.
He went to look for the prince...
In the main tent, he and Jiang Jichen sat at each end of a soft couch, with the unfinished chess game from last time placed in the middle.
The prince held the black piece, stroking it on his fingertips, but it did not fall.
"You mean... the person you picked up is the prince your aunt gave birth to?"
"Yes."
Hu Yan clenched the white piece at his fingertips into his palm and made a fist.
"When Yuan'er was born prematurely, my aunt took good care of her. Except for a nanny and a maid who were brought to the palace from her own family, no one else was allowed to get close to her..."
"The iris on his back was only shown to me by my aunt!"
He will always remember how happy his aunt was at that time...
Thinking about the past, Hu Yan's eyes turned red.
Such a beautiful and lively person died in a bloody palace!
Because of that iris, the nickname of the premature little prince was Yuan'er...
He carries all of my aunt's hopes for the rest of her life.
A fishy-sweet feeling rose in Hu Yan's throat, and he spoke with difficulty. This was the first time he took the initiative to talk to Jiang Jichen about the details of what happened back then.
"My family was powerful back then, and the Xie family and the emperor were performing rituals..."
"My aunt originally had a lover, but she entered the palace to become a queen for the sake of her family."
"During that time, I relied on my young age and the emperor's grace to visit her in the harem..."
My aunt, who was as beautiful as a flower, withered away before my eyes.
It was only after she got pregnant that she cheered up...
After that, his family was charged with treason.
Hu Yan laughed sarcastically, but the tears in his eyes refused to fall, "A prince who doesn't even have a name..."
"Even after he died, there was no tablet for him in the ancestral temple. My family is so stupid!"
"How foolish of you to plot rebellion for a suckling child!"
What a big joke!
The bigger joke is that he is the only one in his family who is living a miserable life.
Jiang Jichen was silent...
Over the years, Hu Yan never talked to him about it.
After he gained his own power, he tried to investigate several times, but always gave up.
Jiang Jichen always thought that when the time came, Hu Yan would naturally tell him...
But he himself couldn't explain clearly what the timing was.
Today, I see that it is this child who has come back from the dead...
After a moment of silence, he raised his eyes and asked for the umpteenth time, "Do you want to overturn the verdict?"
"Now that Xie Huaiqing is in the north, our people in the capital can do something easily."
Hu Yan shook his head slowly, "My father told me in the Dali Temple death row..."
He couldn't go against his father's will.
The expected result...
Jiang Jichen sighed lightly, and the black piece finally fell.
This person is so stubborn!
"So what are you going to do with this person?"
Hu Yan calmed himself down and loosened his clenched fists.
His palms were oozing with blood, staining the white pieces.
"Keda" sounded, and the white piece fell...
I only heard him say: "I came down to see the prince to talk about this matter..."
"Although I am sure that he is Yuan'er, his appearance is really strange."
It forced him to be on guard.
"Back then, half of the reason why my aunt died was because of Yuan'er's death..."
“But now he appears before my eyes.”
So where has he been all these years, who raised him, and why is he lying in the snow in such a miserable state?
Where did the old injuries on your body come from?
These all need to be carefully checked!
Hu Yan was so rational at this time, "If we can't find out the truth, even if he is Yuan'er, I can't keep him in the north."
Jiang Jichen: "I will have people investigate along the way to see if there are any clues..."
"Don't worry, wait until he wakes up."
He glanced at his friend's face, which was frighteningly pale.
"Go back to the palace and take care of him first. I will have someone take him to the house next to the palace to take care of him. You can go and take a look when you have time."
"Although the military camp is airtight, it is still not a suitable place to recuperate."
Not only is the tent leaking everywhere, but there isn't much charcoal fire in the army in winter...
Hu Yan felt relieved and put his hands together in front of him, as if he was going to bow and express his gratitude.
"okay!"
Jiang Jichen stretched out his hand to stop the man, "There is no need for false courtesy between you and me, let's go!"
If anything happens, those two palace doctors will eat me up!
As if he understood the deep meaning in Jiang Jichen's eyes, Hu Yan showed a relaxed smile on his face.
"I'll take my leave now. Your Majesty, please take care of the military affairs..."
"Tomorrow I will ask Butler Sun to make some nourishing soup for the prince."
Jiang Jichen glanced at him.
That's my home! My palace!
mine! ! !
……
It was seven days later that the man named Yuan'er woke up.
During this period, he had a high fever and the court doctor said it was due to severe frostbite.
Fortunately, although it was frostbite, the flesh on my hands and feet did not rot. I was blessed by the gods in heaven.
Hu Yan was also very worried and almost made himself sick again, and was severely scolded by the two court doctors!
After waking up, this person was clueless...
I don't know his name, where he lives or where he came from!
Looks like a fool.
The court doctor that Jiang An brought back from the Kyoto Imperial Hospital didn't believe it and just started to scratch the man's head.
He firmly believed that such a person must be mentally ill!
"Junior brother!"
"Hey, don't move!"
Hu Yan's mouth twitched as he watched this scene, his face full of helplessness.
No one would be able to remain indifferent if they were hugged and their heads were scratched violently...
Finally, with the persistence of the court doctor, the cause was finally found.
"He has an old wound on his head. I feel like it hasn't healed well. The blood is bruised and congested, plus it's frostbitten... It's normal for the old injury to recur."
"I'll prescribe you some blood-activating medicine to take..."
Hu Yan: "Is this going to fix it?"
The court doctor rolled his eyes at him and said, "Do you think this is a miracle drug?"
If it really is a miracle drug, it would have cured you, a monkey, long ago!