Chapter 2 The Next Day
The second day passed, and by lunchtime, Luo Qingyi had still not appeared. Feng Jinhen finally sensed that something was amiss.
He had been sleeping alone since he was two years old and no longer slept with Feng Yinwan.
Of course, his maternal grandfather had played no small part in his moving out of his mother's courtyard.
This was because his maternal grandfather's courtyard was right next door!
Logically speaking, his maternal grandfather loved him so dearly, and they lived so close to each other, that his maternal grandfather would surely come to see him upon learning he had woken up.
Yet, not only had he not seen his maternal grandfather last night, but he hadn't seen him at all this morning.
This was not right.
Therefore, he let go of the sweet bun in his hand and turned to look at Xiqian beside him.
"Where did maternal grandfather go? I didn't see him last night."
Jian Ye was also absent.
This was truly strange.
Xiqian, who was usually oblivious, responded without thinking, "Young master, the Holy Lord has returned to the capital."
The capital.
Feng Jinhen had never left the Xuanmen sect since his birth. Hearing these unfamiliar words, he immediately looked confused.
"Where is the capital? Why did maternal grandfather go there?"
"Well..."
Xiqian stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, finally concluding that the Holy Lord had not forbidden him from speaking of this.
Therefore, he could speak with confidence.
"The capital is the royal city of our Yue Kingdom. The Holy Lord went to see a witch doctor to inquire about young master's condition."
He answered respectfully, but Feng Jinhen was stunned.
"My condition?"
Yesterday, his mother had said that his strange condition was due to eating the wrong pills.
But now, it was his maternal grandfather seeking out a witch doctor?
Could it be that there was some hidden story behind this?
Feng Jinhen's round eyes rolled, and he immediately sensed something unusual.
"Brother Xiqian, what exactly is wrong with my body?"
Xiqian, the great blabbermouth, finally realized his mistake after this question.
The Holy Lord had not forbidden him from publicizing his return to the capital to see a witch doctor, but young master's condition... that was a huge secret!
He had accidentally revealed what the Holy Lord and Miss Wan'er had deliberately concealed.
It was over, he was finished, he was close to death.
Beneath his robes, his legs were trembling like a sieve, but Feng Jinhen seemed not to notice and leaned closer with his innocent little face.
"Brother Xiqian?"
Tsk.
His voice was so soft and childish that Xiqian, the rough man, felt his heart melt.
But! This was clearly a trap!
He pinched his leg fiercely, and while still conscious, he decisively chose to flee.
"No... young master, you heard wrong!"
"I just remembered, there's still a batch of pills in my alchemy room that I haven't put away. I'll go first!"
The moment he finished speaking, he had already vanished from the room.
Feng Jinhen watched him slip away before his eyes and could only sigh helplessly.
Oh well, if he wanted to get to the bottom of this, he would have to rely on himself!
Shaking his head, he grabbed his sweet bun and headed towards Feng Yinwan's courtyard.
...
Luo Qingyi returned two days later.
At that time, Feng Yinwan was still refining pills. Upon hearing the news, she immediately dropped her work and rushed out.
"Uncle."
After two days apart, there were faint signs of fatigue in his eyes. He was currently squinting, enjoying the massage techniques of Feng Jinhen, his little master.
Seeing her, he immediately propped his chin up and opened his eyes.
Xiqian was nowhere in sight. His brows furrowed slightly, and he turned towards the person behind him.
With a single glance, Jian Ye stepped forward.
"Young master, the Holy Lord has brought you Mianyun tangao from the capital. Please come and eat with me."
This was a clear attempt to get rid of him.
Feng Jinhen's little ears perked up.
He had originally intended to stay and listen, but upon hearing this, he felt somewhat deflated.
"I don't really want to eat right now..."
This sentence came out as a soft mumble.
Sensing Luo Qingyi's expression darkening, he rubbed his small hands clutching his clothes and turned to look at Feng Yinwan.
"Mother..."
He blinked his eyes, but to his surprise, his mother was unusually stern.
"Be good, go now, don't disappoint your maternal grandfather's kind intentions."
Alright, even his mother wasn't helping him!
Jian Ye was still waiting. He pouted with wronged lips and could only leave with tears in his eyes.
The moment the small figure stepped out of the room, Feng Yinwan hurriedly spoke.
"Uncle, how was it?"
Luo Qingyi's expression was no longer as relaxed as before.
"I have seen the person. Regarding Chenchen's condition, she only gave me seven words."
He unfolded the note, and the glowing ink-purple characters caught her eye.
[Bai Mu Ling Xi, Juan Yan Hong]
Feng Yinwan looked at them and was slightly taken aback.
Were these two... names of medicines?
Sensing her confusion, Luo Qingyi explained in a deep voice.
"Bai Mu Ling Xi is a spiritual plant nurtured by the essence of a hundred trees in a bitter and cold land. It is named so because its shape resembles a Ling Xi deer."
"And Juan Yan Hong is a Lycoris radiata with flowers and leaves on the same stalk."
A flower and its leaves on the same stalk...
"By using these two items in a pill formula, the toxins in Chenchen's body can be completely removed."
One of these items was unheard of, and the other was impossible.
How could it be easy to gather them?
Feng Yinwan's eyebrows moved slightly, but her voice was filled with determination.
"Where can I find them?"