Abandoned Woman Busy Farming

Chapter 1821: Chapter 1821: Sacrifice of a Thousand Lives

”How about letting her sleep for a while to calm down?” Consort Le asked worriedly, thinking that sleeping might help if one was agitated.

Gao Zhou nodded, ”I’ll prescribe some Stabilizing Fetal Medicine. Have it prepared as soon as it is brewed and let her take it after she wakes up.”

”Alright,” the Emperor replied.

At this moment, Consort Le was revitalized and busied herself with taking care of Bai Ruozhu. She ordered someone to fetch medicine from the Imperial Medical Hospital and covered Bai Ruozhu with an extra blanket, as if the person who was at death’s door before was someone else.

The Emperor pondered, thinking that if Consort Le had more things to do, she might not have so much time to brood aimlessly.

Gao Zhou, however, didn’t hurry to leave. The Emperor glanced at him, seeing him resting his eyes nearby. Eventually, unable to hold back, the Emperor said, ”Divine Doctor, why not go back and rest?”

Gao Zhou jolted awake as if he had just fallen asleep and was awoken by the Emperor.

He waved his hand, ”No need, no need. In case Bai wakes up and needs another examination, it would be a hassle to make another trip. Besides, it’s almost dawn; Your Majesty and Your Consort should hurry and rest.”

After he finished speaking, he stretched and yawned widely.

Tang Yin’s face turned dark. Was it appropriate for a man like him to stay in another’s beloved rest room? And yet, he urged them to rest quickly. Wasn’t this ignorance of worldly affairs too extreme?

Consort Le realized and quickly said, ”Why not have the maid prepare a room in the hall for the Divine Doctor to rest in? Sitting like this won’t be comfortable.”

Gao Zhou glanced at Bai Ruozhu, nodded, and said, ”Her Highness is considerate, and also, you have an injury on your neck; do rest well.”

The way he emphasized the word ”rest” while casting a glance at Tang Yin, wasn’t the meaning obvious?

Tang Yin’s face turned green. Wasn’t this too much? Couldn’t the Divine Doctor be less arrogant?

However, Divine Doctors are elusive as dragons; even though he holds a position in Danliang, he often travels outside, seldom returning. When he does, he solves significant problems, so the Emperor must show some respect to the Medical Saint.

In the end, Gao Zhou was led away to rest by a maid, while the Emperor instructed Consort Le to rest well and then left too.

Bai Ruozhu on the soft lounge didn’t sleep soundly; she had a long dream. In the dream, she went from meeting Jiang Yichun to the present, to seeing Jiang Yichun trapped in the Barbarian Clan’s Blood Pool. He struggled painfully but could not break free from the confinement of the blood. Around him were dead Barbarian Tribe members—some with severed legs, some missing arms, others half gone. They seemed in great pain, reaching for Jiang Yichun, as if catching him would relieve their suffering.

Bai Ruozhu woke with a start to find it was already dawn. She was panting heavily. It was just a dream. She must have been too worried about Achun upon hearing his condition, she kept reassuring herself.

Outside, a maid heard the commotion and asked softly, ”Is Madam Bai awake?”

Only then did Bai Ruozhu realize she was in Consort Le’s room. She turned her head to see Consort Le still asleep, a new white bandage wrapped around her neck, her sleeping face serene, as if she was in a wonderful mood.

Carefully supporting her slightly protruding belly, Bai Ruozhu tiptoed out of bed and said to the maid outside, ”Fetch me some water in the side room, please, and don’t wake Her Highness. Let her sleep well.”

The maid quickly nodded, ”Yes.”

Bai Ruozhu went to the side room to freshen up and check on the baby in her belly, gradually calming her emotions.

The situation was dire, but Bai Ruozhu was the type to become calmer in crises. Moreover, she couldn’t afford not to be calm for Achun and her unborn child.

”Madam Bai, would you like some breakfast?” the maid asked softly.

Bai Ruozhu had no appetite at all but nodded nonetheless. The maid ordered someone to fetch breakfast and added, ”Last night, the Medical Saint examined you and prescribed Stabilizing Fetal Medicine, advising you to take it as soon as you wake up.”

Bai Ruozhu nodded, ”Alright.”

The maid continued, ”The Medical Saint stayed overnight in the guest room of the West Hall, fearing you might still have issues. Wouldn’t you like me to invite him to check on you again?”

Upon hearing this, Bai Ruozhu couldn’t stay seated; she got up and said, ”I should go thank him myself. Send breakfast to the Medical Saint as well, and add a share for him.”

”Madam, you shouldn’t move around,” the maid said worriedly, glancing at her belly.

”It’s alright; I’m a doctor myself. I know my limits,” Bai Ruozhu explained.

The maid dared not stop her any longer, leading Bai Ruozhu to where Gao Zhou was staying.

Just as Bai Ruozhu reached the door, Gao Zhou woke up, showing just how alert he was.

”Are you feeling better? Have you taken the medicine?” Gao Zhou asked with a stern face.

”They’ll bring it over soon. I’ll drink it then. Thank you for last night,” Bai Ruozhu said, bowing slightly in gratitude.

Gao Zhou’s expression worsened, ”Why bother with those formalities? Hurry and sit down. If you’re worried about your husband, you should take care of yourself and the baby in your womb!”

Bai Ruozhu felt that Gao Zhou was like a caring elder—though fierce, he was concerned about her well-being. How could she be angry?

”I understand now. I’ve calmed down, but what should I do?” She asked, helpless after calming down. She sat on a chair, clutching her forehead in distress. ”What is this Barbarian Clan’s Evil Technique that requires a thousand lives for a sacrifice?”

She thought of how Sangdian used a thousand lives just to capture Achun, gnashing her teeth in hatred. But thinking of the resentment of those thousand lives chilled her.

A thousand lives, such a terrifying thought. She couldn’t imagine the scene or the power of such dark magic.

”Don’t overthink. You cannot bear too heavy thoughts now. If Sangdian and King Rui agreed to capture Jiang Yichun alive and send him to the Capital City, there will be opportunities to rescue him along the way,” Gao Zhou’s voice interrupted Bai Ruozhu’s chaotic thoughts.

Bai Ruozhu looked at him in surprise, realizing Gao Zhou knew more than she had imagined.

”King Rui hates Jiang Yichun for tampering with rituals at the Grand Temple, ruining his heavenly ceremony and making his ascension less legitimate. So he will let Jiang Yichun live until they reach the Capital City, maybe even prompting him to confess to the sabotage to reveal the truth. Only then will your husband be in danger. But this journey is long; we still have time.” Gao Zhou continued.

”We?” Bai Ruozhu asked.

Gao Zhou gave her a sideways look, ”Don’t tell me you don’t welcome my help, fellow countryman?”

”Thank you,” Bai Ruozhu said, her nose tingling, almost in tears.

Just then, the palace maid brought breakfast and the medicine soup. Bai Ruozhu obediently drank the Stabilizing Fetal Medicine. Gao Zhou quickly ate his breakfast and then stood up, ”I’ll be away for three days to seek help from a sage in the mountains.”