Ink Blade Chapter 59 (Part 2)
Translated by Sylver
Chapter 59.2 Behind (part 2)
Chu Yan patted him soothingly, “Alright, alright, this Master knows, your palace master wouldn’t really become a waste that can be manipulated by a prisoner, right?”
Perhaps because they were too close, he leaned down and kissed Mo Ren on the corner of his lips, which startled the latter and made him forget to be anxious with the palace lord.
“Never mind.” Chu Yan then waved his hand lightly and ordered to the back, “Yang Yifang, give him a heavy punishment, remember to leave him alive.”
“First let him suffer under the heavy punishment for three days, then leak the news to the Alliance Leader Mansion…..Once the Alliance Leader Mansion knows, Yan Luo will definitely know.”
“Tell him, I intend to exchange people with him.”
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Mo Ren followed Chu Yan back to the medicine hall.
It was strange, Mo Ren felt that he should have successfully persuaded the palace master to return to the Medicine Hall, but all the way, it was Chu Yan who was leading him, considering his health and walking slowly.
Back in the Medicine Hall, Mo Ren watched as Chu Yan sat down on the bed inside, and then Lin Yun put down the curtain and began administering needles.
The guard sat on the bed outside waiting, occasionally frowning and coughing lowly, enduring the chill in his lungs that came with waves of pain.
…Even though the Medicine Hall was already warmed up, this chill had nothing to do with the surrounding temperature, he could feel the poison stirring in his body.
–”He won’t survive this winter.”
Mo Ren looked up at the window, thinking quietly.
He wouldn’t be able to see the pear blossoms south of Tianlan Mountain outside the Jiuzhong Palace next year.
He was about to part with his master forever.
Mo Ren lowered his eyebrows, his fingers on his knees clenched.
He thought: Forget it, he has greedily enjoyed these good times for no reason, and even let him know the truth and let go of his past. Just now, the Master was still holding him, and even kissed him, being so close, this was something he didn’t dare to think about in his previous life, he had gained, he should be content.
From the depths of the bed curtain came Chu Yan’s suppressed painful panting, gradually becoming chaotic. Lin Yun seemed to be saying something softly, his voice was very light, and now that he had lost his internal strength, he couldn’t hear clearly.
Mo Ren gently bit his teeth with heartache.
His Master…seems to be in great pain.
“…Ah Ren.” Chu Yan’s panting voice came through the curtain. Mo Ren subconsciously wanted to step forward quickly, but heard the palace master say. “This Master is fine… you listen, go back to Zhongqian Hall and wait first.”
Mo Ren stopped abruptly. He understood that his master was afraid that he would worry if he stayed here…
The curtain was lifted by a hand, and Chu Yan showed his face.
“Ah Ren? Be obedient…” The palace master’s long hair fell on his shoulders, and there was a faint sweat on his forehead, but his expression was gentle, “Do you need this Master to coax you to go back?”
Lin Yun said softly, “Palace Master, the acupuncture cannot be stopped for too long.”
Mo Ren was slightly surprised and hurriedly said, “Master, take care of your body, this subordinate will retire now!”
Chu Yan said, “Lin Yun, find someone to accompany him back.”
Mo Ren didn’t dare to worry Chu Yan any more, and hurriedly left the Medicine Hall. The little medicine boy from the Medicine Hall who followed him wanted to help him, but he couldn't walk as fast as him.
He returned to the Zhongqian Hall, and encountered Qiu Jin face to face. It was still the maid who pushed him to rest on the bed, nagging for a long time.
Mo Ren couldn’t lie down, he whispered, “Qiu Jin, after I die…”
Qiu Jin interrupted him, stuffing a pillow behind him and a hand stove in his hand, “Elder Brother Mo, what nonsense are you talking about, you’re not at that point yet.”
Mo Ren shook his head, “Soon, I might not even make it through the winter.”
Qiu Jin got angry then, lifting her skirt to walk out, she huffed, “Elder Brother Mo, don’t tell Qiu Jin to accompany the palace master anymore, there’s no one in this world who can replace you, if you go, I think the palace master might want to follow you.”
Mo Ren angrily said, “Qiu Jin! Don’t talk nonsense!”
But as soon as he finished scolding, he felt all his strength leaving his body, and another wave of dizziness hit him, “Cough, cough…”
Qiu Jin, who had walked to the door, somehow turned back, helped him lie down, and covered him with a blanket.
Mo Ren was not used to being served like this, his intention was to resist, but this time, when the thought of resistance just arose in his heart, he had already become dizzy and soft.
He fell asleep… or rather, he passed out for a long time. In his daze, it seemed like someone came to the bedside, held him in his arms, and the familiar body heat temporarily dispelled the chilling pain brought by the poison.
When Mo Ren woke up again, it was evening.
The twilight was gathering, he was still in the bed in the Zhongqian Hall, Chu Yan was holding him, in a posture that circled his whole body in his arms. It seemed that the detoxification was indeed torturous, the palace master’s face had turned very pale, his eyes were deeply drooping, and he had already fallen asleep.
“...…” Mo Ren stared at the palace master peacefully for a while, then quietly reached out and pulled up the blanket that Chu Yan had casually draped over his waist.
He thought again: When I die…
Who will serve his Master so intimately? Who will be held in his Master’s arms like this?
When he dies, he won’t know what will happen after.
The setting sun went down, the flowing clouds were somewhat desolate. Their bodies, their shadows, completely intertwined.
Thus this moment of fleeting light, seemed as if also solidified at the head of the bed.
