67 Chapter 9: Imperial Dr. Yen, Rumors of a white woman (1/2)
The next few months past slowly, Yen would often enter the medical office, she also often saw the loach mustache quack doctor rigidly grinding the mortar. Yen knew that in this case the doctor wasn't making medicine but wasting time. Otherwise, it would be pointless for him to give away half the dose he made every time.At the start, it seemed that he thought that Yen was a little girl who didn't know what she was doing, but his attitude gradually eased after he saw the medicines she made.
Nowadays, he takes out tea snacks, and it reached the point where he gives portions of essential ingredients to her, but that wasn't an excellent thing for a medical office to do. He doesn't have confidentiality or whatever it is.She grabbed materials to make cold medicine for the maidservants who were sick, as she was making it, she heard gossiping court ladies walking by
It was something about a white woman who danced in mid-air. The inner palace was surrounded by a wall. There was a deep moat on the other side of the fence, and the only way to traverse the place was through the four directional gates. It was impossible to escape or raid the palace. It was said that the consort who had attempted to break out of the inner castle was still sleeping under the deep moat even now. There should be no buildings close by, only a pine forest.
After Yen was done making some cold medicine, she went back to mind the little princess. When Consort Gina noted that her daughter adored Yen company's, she had Yen become her minder or wet nurse as you could.
Consort Gina was sipping some tea her maids attending her while Yen was not too far with a giggling Wuying laughing and smiling.
”Do you know about the ghost panic?” Consort Gina asked Yen.
”As far as rumors go.”
”Then, do you know about sleepwalking?
Consort Gina did not overlook the glint that settled on the edge of Yen's eyes.
”How would you go about curing that?” she inquired
”It's not a disease you can cure with medicine.”
”When you say that it can't be cured by medicine…” she trailed off
”Then what Can”
”Your highness may I tell you a story” Sleepwalking isn't a properly understood disease. Even though they are asleep, they move about as though they are awake. If there is any cause to speak of, it would be the discord of the heart. No matter how much medicinal herbs are boiled, it is futile. And besides, the Consort from the rumors has already left.
”A certain courtesan was inflicted with that disease. She was a cheerful woman who was good at writing poetry. The talk of redemption had come up for her. However, that talk was broken off. She strolled through the brothel every night as if she was possessed. When the madam tried to stop the courtesan, who had been walking around, she got scratched. The next day, everyone in the brothel came to press her about her erratic behavior. What the courtesan said in her cheerful voice was this,
”Oh my. Everyone, what happened?”
The bare feet of the woman who had no memory of the night before were covered in dirt and cuts.”
”What happened next?” Ren walked in with his attendant Yijun, and they were interested in her story
”Nothing. When the talks of redemption died off, her wandering also stopped.” Yen said curtly.