On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 2195 You can still leave now

Huo Changxu stood by the couch, his gaze falling on Liu Zian's still bruised face. His brows were still furrowed, and after the earlier rush and urgency had faded, only a few unspeakable frustrations remained.

He lowered his eyes, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing his cuffs, his voice low and almost a murmur: "Sister-in-law, I really don't understand. I'm a complete stranger to him, so why is he so hostile towards me?"

Yan Ruyu picked up a teacup from the table, poured Huo Changxu a cup of warm tea, and handed it to him: "Have a sip of tea to calm down first."

Huo Changxu took the teacup, his emotions calming down a little, but he still couldn't help but say, "I tried to persuade him with kind words, telling him that his situation was dangerous, but he not only didn't listen, but also made sarcastic remarks. If he hadn't suddenly fallen ill, I really wouldn't know what to do."

Yan Ruyu sat down in the chair opposite him, tapping the table lightly with her fingertips, her voice gentle yet firm: "Changxu, not everything in this world can be reasoned with."

She looked up at Huo Changxu, her gaze clear: "There are some people you've never offended, never even met, yet they still hate you. You think you did something wrong? Actually, it's nothing."

"Your existence, your family background, everything you were born with, is, in some people's eyes, original sin."

She paused, looking at the blankness in Huo Changxu's eyes, and continued, "Liu Zian's background must not be high, and it must have been difficult for him to study at the academy. It's inevitable that he would be somewhat biased in his views on people and things."

You are the younger brother of the Prince of Zhennan, from a distinguished family, and renowned for your talent. In his eyes, these might all be evidence of 'abusing your power to bully others,' even if you never intended to.

Huo Changxu tightened his grip on the teacup, lost in thought: "But should we just accept his harsh words for nothing, based on this alone?"

"Of course you don't need to take it to heart." Yan Ruyu shook her head gently, her tone indifferent. "Other people's opinions should not be a shackle that binds you."

If there's a misunderstanding, it's best to clarify it if possible; resolving it is a good thing. If it's unclear, there's no need to force it; just let it take its natural course.

She changed the subject, her expression becoming more resolute: "But if there's no misunderstanding, and it's just pure jealousy and resentment, then there's no need to waste words on such a person."

Saving him was a favor, not saving him was your right. There's no need to blame yourself for his prejudice.

Huo Changxu listened quietly as the wind outside the window carried flower petals into the room, landing on the edge of his teacup.

As he gazed at the pink and white petals, the knot in his heart seemed to melt away with warm water, gradually dissipating.

He looked up at Yan Ruyu, a hint of relief in his eyes: "Sister-in-law is right, I understand."

Yan Ruyu smiled slightly, got up and walked to the bedside: "There's no need to be so attached to it."

"For now, let's see when he wakes up; perhaps we can get some clues about Yishengtang from him."

As she spoke, she took out a silver needle from her sleeve, pinched the end of the needle with her fingertips, and looked at Liu Zian's philtrum.

Afterwards, she inserted a needle into several acupoints on Liu Zian's body, including Hegu and Quchi. Although these acupoints were painful, they could quickly awaken his consciousness and also slightly relieve the depression in his body.

The moment the silver needle pierced through, Liu Zian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a soft groan escaped from his throat.

Not long after, he slowly opened his eyes.

At first, his vision was somewhat blurry, and he could only see a hazy halo, with an unfamiliar medicinal fragrance lingering around his nose.

He moved subconsciously, only to feel weak and sore all over, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest. His breathing was still a little rapid, and the suffocating feeling of being on the verge of death seemed to still linger in his limbs.

As his vision gradually cleared, he saw Yan Ruyu's elegant figure.

Liu Zian was taken aback, his eyes filled with confusion, as if he hadn't yet realized where he was.

He remembered that he was by the lake in the academy, venting his frustrations to the water and drinking a lot of wine. Later, Huo Changxu came, and the two had an argument. After that... his memory after that was a blur.

Why is he here?

Seeing the woman before him, it was clear that she was neither from the academy nor from his humble home.

Liu Zian's gaze swept across the room, and when he saw Huo Changxu standing to the side, the confusion in his eyes instantly faded, replaced by a hint of wariness and resistance.

He struggled to sit up, but the feeling of weakness all over his body held him back. He could only barely support himself and lean against the soft pillows on the edge of the tatami mat.

His voice was weak but still carried a hint of arrogance as he questioned, "Huo Changxu, did you bring me here? What exactly do you want?"

Huo Changxu already harbored resentment because of what had happened before. When he saw that Huo Changxu not only showed no gratitude when he woke up, but instead preemptively questioned him, the little bit of relief he felt instantly vanished.

His face darkened, and he replied coldly, "What do I want to do? I saved you."

If I hadn't rushed you back to the palace from the academy, you would already be dead in the underworld, and you wouldn't have the chance to question me here.

Upon hearing this, Liu Zian's lips curled into a mocking smile. He coughed twice, his breathing becoming increasingly unsteady, but he still forced himself to say, "I didn't ask you to save me..."

"Someone come here." Before he could finish speaking, Yan Ruyu suddenly raised her voice, her tone cold and indifferent, "Throw him out of the palace."

The order came so suddenly that Liu Zian's sarcastic expression froze instantly. He looked at Yan Ruyu in disbelief, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Huo Changxu was also stunned and subconsciously looked at Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu's gaze fell on Liu Zian's face, her gentle eyes now carrying a hint of coldness, her tone sharp as a blade: "Changxu is a complete stranger to you and has no obligation to save you, yet he still risked his life to pull you back from the brink of death."

You were unconscious when the illness struck, and if it weren't for the timely medication, you would already be dead by now.

"He put aside past grievances and went to great lengths to save you, not so that you would wake up and start making sarcastic remarks."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over Liu Zian's pale face: "Although I am a physician and it is my duty to save lives, I am not willing to treat just anyone."

People who are ungrateful and don't even understand the most basic manners are not worth wasting medicinal herbs on.

Since you say you didn't let Changxu save you, then leave.

Liu Zian stared at Yan Ruyu in disbelief, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word for a moment.

He never imagined that this renowned princess would speak so bluntly.

The pain in his body was real; every breath was accompanied by a pulling pain. His whole body was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand. Let alone walking back to the academy, even walking out of the gate of the Prince's mansion would be as difficult as climbing to the sky for him.

He had assumed that the princess, as the mistress of the royal palace and with a renowned reputation, would surely value her reputation and would not stand idly by while a scholar like him died outside the palace; she would eventually save him.

But Yan Ruyu's attitude was so resolute that there was no room for negotiation.

Just as he was stunned, footsteps came from outside the door, and Yin Ding pushed the door open and entered.