Ink Blade Chapter 75 (Part 1)
Translated by Sylver (ko-fi)
Extra 8.1 If (Part 4.1)
The conversation fell into a stalemate again. The backs of Qiu Jin and Lin Yun next to him were almost soaked with cold sweat.
What does it mean to “get well”?
What does it mean to say “get well” to a person whose life is hanging by a thread and who has one foot in the coffin?
Mo Ren naturally couldn’t figure it out, but he had admitted his guilt, so at this moment he naturally followed the conversation, or followed the habit of many years… He lowered his eyes and said, “Yes.”
Chu Yan stretched his eyebrows satisfactorily, hummed, and flicked his long sleeves at the two kneeling people. “Get up.”
The two of them stood up tremblingly. Chu Yan stroked Mo Ren’s forehead and whispered, “That’s it, this Master is very tired tonight and doesn't want to argue with you about those old things, you’re lucky.”
Mo Ren numbly stared at the black and gold long sleeve that hung in front of his eyes, thinking to himself: I wonder who helped the Master put on his robe this morning.
He was breathless and powerless to struggle, he could only weakly mutter, “…This slave is a sinful, lowly, and dirty slave, Palace Master, don’t come near…..this slave dare not stay in Zhongqian Hall for long, if the Palace Master has any orders, please let this slave know.”
Chu Yan’s mood just got a little better and then fell to the bottom.
He didn’t know why he was angry, and simply knocked on the table. “You also know that you are lowly and dirty! You were a sword that this Master used, now even the beggars on the street are not as down and out as you, this Master can’t afford to lose this personality.”
Mo Ren’s expression and tone did not fluctuate at all. “Yes…this slave deserves death, asking the Palace Master grant death…”
Chu Yan was stunned, the next moment he was furious, pointing at the person on the bed and cursing. “Shut up!! You committed a serious crime and you’re ready to die, you wish!”
“…” It seemed that no matter what he said, it’s wrong, Mo Ren had to shut up and quietly listen to Chu Yan scold him.
But the palace master stopped scolding, he gritted his teeth and turned his face away. After a few breaths, he said resentfully. “You really don’t listen, you’re not decent!.. You don’t want a good face, you have to be scolded. Is this Master not indulgent enough for you, you have to…”
Outside was a snowstorm, and in Zhongqian Hall there was only Chu Yan’s nagging voice, and no one paid any attention to him.
Chu Yan muttered for a while, then felt annoyed and bored, so he waved his hand to let Qiu Jin and Lin Yun come over to take care of Mo Ren, while he sat under the lamp and watched.
But Mo Ren’s breath was weak, and when the palace master turned and walked away, he closed his eyes as if he was about to faint again.
Chu Yan had just sat down when he stood up in a huff. “Mo Ren!”
Mo Ren’s eyelashes trembled, and he gasped with difficulty, but he also opened his eyes at the sound, his voice weak. “…Palace Master orders.”
“Don’t sleep, take your medicine.” Chu Yan’s face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out, thinking to himself that it was simply unreasonable, was he being taken advantage of?
“Qiu Jin, while he’s still conscious, bring the medicine.”
He had just heard Lin Yun whispering to Qiu Jin, saying that he was afraid Mo Ren hadn’t eaten for three or four days, and hadn’t taken any medicine for his illness. Now that he had fainted several times, if he couldn’t feed him food and medicine soup, it would be bad…
Qiu Jin quickly brought over the medicine bowl and the freshly heated porridge. “Master, the medicine needs to be mixed with the porridge and fed together. Hall Master Lin just said that Mo Ren’s spleen and stomach are damaged now, if we’re not careful, he might vomit it out…”
After she finished speaking, she pursed her lips, knelt down with the food plate at Chu Yan’s feet, and didn’t move.
Lin Yun was startled, wondering what Qiu Jin meant, could they expect the palace master to personally…
As a result, Chu Yan was silent for a moment, and hummed. “How did you become so delicate?” He really took the bowl and spoon.
Qiu Jin and Lin Yun looked at each other. It seemed that tonight, the palace master was really not normal.
But a person who was not normal to begin with, when he became “abnormal”, seemed to return to “normal”.
For a while, there was only the sound of porcelain bowls and spoons colliding, and the sound of overlapping breathing.
After a while, Mo Ren was really not in good spirits, and Chu Yan had to keep talking to him, fearing that he wouldn’t wake up the next moment.
By the time half a bowl of porridge and a bowl of medicine were fed, the palace master’s palm was all sweaty.
On the side, Qiu Jin watched with red eyes, and picked the dim wick with scissors.
She vaguely remembered many years ago, when the palace master still cherished Elder Brother Mo very much. At that time, every time Elder Brother Mo came back from a mission with injuries, the palace master would scold him with his mouth, but take care of him with his hands. She could also make jokes on the side, laugh, and make a fuss.
That kind of time…The maid’s nose was sour, and she thought to herself: How did that kind of time disappear?
“He looks a little better.” Chu Yan suddenly called her, seeming to breathe a sigh of relief, “Qiu Jin, do you think he’s better?”
After taking the medicine soup, Mo Ren had already fallen asleep, and his breath was indeed much more stable, and the gray death on his face seemed to have receded a bit. Lin Yun soaked a handkerchief in cold water and wrung it out, placed it on his forehead, and whispered. “If the fever can be reduced tonight, then it can be considered good.”
Chu Yan frowned. “What if it can’t?”
Lin Yun’s mouth was bitter, he didn’t dare to say “then it’s dangerous”, he could only be vague, “Then…then it’s not good.”
Chu Yan clicked his tongue. “Nonsense.”
Lin Yun dared not speak.
Suddenly, this hard-won moment of warmth was shattered by a rush of footsteps outside.
A little maid outside said, “Reporting to the Palace Master.”
Chu Yan suddenly realized something and raised his sleeve to signal. “Silence.”
He quietly got up from the bedside, casually took off the bed curtain to cover Mo Ren’s figure, and then went outside himself.
Outside the hall, the cold wind was still blowing. A little maid in a turmeric dress was standing in the long corridor, her mouth exhaling white frost, and she greeted with a smile. “Palace Master, our young master is back, saying that the snow at the foot of the mountain is good, inviting the Palace Master to go and see.”
The young master, Young Master Bai Hua.
This little maid was from Bai Hua’s side.
Chu Yan’s face changed. If it were normal, just hearing Hua’er’s name could arouse his addiction, making his heart itch.
But at this moment, it was very strange, his heart tightened, and the first thought that emerged in his mind was—
Spare him, the one lying on the bed in the hall had just caught his breath, if he heard something about Young Master Bai Hua again, he might go crazy.
As for himself, he couldn’t leave with Mo Ren in this state.
The more Chu Yan thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he said coldly, “Appreciate the snow? In such a cold night with the north wind howling, what snow to appreciate!”
“This Master is fine, but your young master has no internal strength to protect his body. If he freezes, what will you say? You, this maid, don’t know how to take care of your master, and you’re still instigating on the side, you’re so bold!”
In the past two years, Chu Yan had been very obedient to Bai Hua. The little maid never thought that the palace master would suddenly get angry. She was so scared that her little face turned pale, and she knelt down on the snowy steps to admit her mistake.
Chu Yan pressed his eyebrows and flicked his sleeves. “Scram.”
After the little maid retreated, he gave orders to the guards of the Zhongqian Hall. “Tonight, this Master is very annoyed, and doesn’t want to hear about the things outside the Zhongqian Hall. Don’t let people in without important matters, and anyone who dares to disturb will be dealt with by the Punishment Hall, remember.”
The guards naturally knelt down and agreed. Chu Yan didn’t give them half a glance, thinking that it should be quiet now, and walked back with his hands behind his back.
His internal breath was deep, and he vaguely sensed some movement in the hall—Mo Ren was indeed awakened by the noise, and it would have been better if he hadn't heard that young master sentence…
As Chu Yan was thinking wildly and stepping through the door, he suddenly heard Lin Yun’s sigh.
“Tonight, Guard Mo was hurt again.” The Medicine Hall Master spoke in a low voice, “If this continues, I’m afraid your hand will rot.”
