Quick Transmigration: Crazy About the Villain, Begging for Love - Chapter 4

After finishing his cursing, Qin Lang still didn’t feel satisfied and wanted to sneak up and kick him, but upon seeing Li Qing on the bed, he suddenly changed direction and crawled toward the bedside to get a closer look: “My goodness, where did such a beauty come from? How did he end up in the hands of Feng Yanzhou? How pitiful!”

“Cough, cough, cough…” Li Qing had no time to spare for him, hunching his body as he coughed; the feeling of being sick was truly unbearable.

Feng Yanzhou sat down to help soothe his chest, glaring at Qin Lang: “Hurry up and treat him!”

Seeing how violently Li Qing was coughing, Qin Lang quickly cast aside his lazy demeanor and took his pulse with a solemn expression, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper: “Congenital deficiency; his foundation is too poor. If we use conventional methods, we can only temporarily preserve his life; he will not live past two years.”

“What did you say?!” Feng Yanzhou panicked.

Qin Lang stood up and took out silver needles from a cabinet, preparing to apply acupuncture first to help stop the coughing: “Don’t be so anxious. I do have unconventional methods, but his internal organs have suffered for too many years and are already overburdened. Even if treated, it would only allow him to barely live to the age of forty or fifty.”

Feng Yanzhou was even more anxious: “Only forty or fifty?! What kind of quack are you?”

Qin Lang rolled his eyes at him, speechless: “If I were a quack, I could have already treated him to death by now. You should be happy he can live a few more decades! He is too weak right now; that method cannot be used yet. I will first prescribe some medicine to help him build up his health, and I expect we can use the unconventional treatment after a month.”

Feng Yanzhou gripped Li Qing’s hand tightly: “As long as you can treat him, I will even have the Heavenly Snow Lotus harvested for you.”

“Hey! You actually guessed right. We do need one Heavenly Snow Lotus; remember to get it back as soon as possible.”

As the silver needles pierced his body, the coughing gradually ceased. Li Qing finally caught his breath, and the first thing he did was pull his hand away from Feng Yanzhou: “Thank you for your concern, but I do not need it, and I cannot afford to repay you. My illness does not require any unconventional treatment, much less a Heavenly Snow Lotus. A year or two of life is sufficient.”

This amount of time would be enough for him to successfully fulfill the original owner’s dying wish. There were still many small worlds waiting for him, and leaving sooner would be better anyway.

Feng Yanzhou was so angry that he pinched his cheek: “What nonsense are you talking about? What will I do if you die? Don’t worry, I will definitely take good care of you and not let you suffer from illness again.”

Li Qing: “…” I believe this is our first day meeting, right? Where did such deep affection come from? If I die, you can just keep living; if you don’t want to live, just commit suicide!

He closed his eyes and stopped speaking; it was impossible to communicate with such a person.

Seeing that he wouldn’t engage with him, Feng Yanzhou sighed slightly. Is it because the progress is too fast and it scared Qingqing? But he felt it was very slow. When one meets the person they like, how can one wait? He was eager to be married and enter the bridal chamber tomorrow…

Thinking about this, Feng Yanzhou became strange again. Qin Lang noticed his abnormality and cursed internally: “You beast! The person is still ill; what are you thinking about?”

Feng Yanzhou felt awkward for a moment, stood up, and dragged Qin Lang out the door: “Don’t disturb Qingqing’s rest!”

After lying down for a short time, Li Qing took the prescription Qin Lang had written and left the Imperial Hospital. The prescription was similar to the one Dr. Lin had written; he just needed to find someone to fill it later. The palace banquet was coming to an end, and he had to return to the courier station with He Zhangzhi, so he wouldn’t drink the medicine here.

Feng Yanzhou followed him slowly, saying from time to time: “Qingqing, wait for me, don’t walk so fast.”

Li Qing sped up: “…” I don’t hear you, I don’t hear you; you’re just droning on like an old turtle.

“Qingqing… Qingqing…”

Li Qing covered his ears with his hands. So annoying. I’ve lived for tens of thousands of years, and this is the first time I’ve met someone so thick-skinned. I don’t know how to handle this!

“Qingqing, you’re going the wrong way!”

Li Qing stopped and turned to look at the smiling Feng Yanzhou, rubbing his temple in annoyance: “Lead the way!”

Feng Yanzhou stepped forward to stand beside him. Hmm, Qingqing is a little shorter than me, just right to kiss his forehead, although he won’t let me kiss him right now. He wanted to hold his hand but was shaken off. Feng Yanzhou had to settle for second best and held his sleeve instead, his eyes full of regret: “Let’s go, I’ll take you back to the Taihe Palace.”

This time Feng Yanzhou walked in front. Li Qing was jerked forward and had to speed up to keep up, with no chance to struggle. As they walked along, the passing palace servants bowed their heads in turn, suppressing their shock.

Under the green-tiled red walls, the snow was slowly melting. Their Emperor, in a robe of red, smiled wantonly, with an eagerness never seen before in his eyes, pulling the youth in white behind him as they hurried past…

Seeing Li Qing return, He Zhangzhi snorted coldly: “Why were you out for so long? Don’t run around blindly when there’s nothing to do; this is not the Yun Kingdom’s palace, so don’t let the Sixth Prince act recklessly!”

Li Qing remained silent, his mind on other matters. Feng Yanzhou was an uncertain factor, and he felt it was doubtful he would be able to return to the Yun Kingdom easily. The journey between the two countries was long, and he didn’t know what kind of mishaps might occur. Without money, one cannot take a single step! I need to get money quickly to speed up the process of the fake-death-and-escape plan…

Just as He Zhangzhi was about to lecture him again, Li Qing suddenly spoke: “Uncle, do you have any money?”

The Prime Minister of the Yun Kingdom shouldn’t be short of money, right? This is my biological uncle, so it wouldn’t be excessive to fleece him for a little.

He Zhangzhi was stunned: “Why do you ask?”

Li Qing said bluntly: “I need money.”

The youth looked at him with slight anticipation. Seeing Li Qing, who looked somewhat similar to his younger sister, He Zhangzhi frowned slightly. Forget it, he is, after all, my own nephew, and half the blood of our He family flows through his veins.

“I will have it prepared for you before the envoy group leaves. Use it sparingly. It is far from home here, and if you are wronged, just endure it for now. Since you are under someone else’s roof, don’t pay too much attention to those strange looks, and don’t listen to gossip.”

This was likely the first time since their arrival in the Ning Kingdom that the Prime Minister had shown a hint of care for his nephew.

Li Qing looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with curiosity: “You and my mother are born of the same mother; why are you not close?”

The topic shifted a bit too quickly. Hearing this, He Zhangzhi gripped his wine cup tightly, fell silent for a moment, and finally sighed: “Although she had no intention of it, she caused the death of the one I loved most. How can I let that go?”

Having said this, Li Qing did not continue to ask, and He Zhangzhi did not speak again. Throughout the following banquet, He Zhangzhi kept drinking. Li Qing, not wanting to deal with Feng Yanzhou who kept looking at him, used the excuse of feeling unwell to leave the palace early.

To show the friendship between the two countries, He Zhangzhi and his group would remain in the capital for half a month, with Feng Yu, the Heir of the Prince of Li, leading them to experience the local customs…

Returning to the courier station, snow flurries began to fall in the air. Li Qing stood at the door of his room, admiring the snow scenery. Dr. Lin couldn’t bear to disturb his mood, so he only handed him a hand warmer and draped another layer of clothing over him. Standing beside him, his tone was melancholy: “Your Highness, in a few days I will be returning to the Yun Kingdom. You must not act as you are now; you must learn to take care of your own health.”

Li Qing took the hand warmer and smiled as he said: “Indeed. From now on, I will be alone, so I will be careful. Dr. Lin, I… I would like to ask you for a favor.”