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Chapter 84 - 84 84 Xiaojins Illness

?Chapter 84: Chapter 84 Xiaojin’s Illness Chapter 84: Chapter 84 Xiaojin’s Illness In the side hall, Dugu Xiaojin lay on the bed.

Unlike his previous madness, he now appeared frail and helpless.

He seemed to be having a nightmare, murmuring incessantly.

“Don’t… leave me… Father… I’ve been good…”

His tiny fists clenched from time to time, wildly swinging in the air, his feet kicking.

Dugu Wu sat beside him, his face grim.

“Reporting to Prince Wu, the Young Heir is not in serious danger. He was just startled. This servant will prescribe some sleeping draught to aid his spirit…”

“Get out.”

With a glance from Dugu Wu, the third Imperial Physician from the Imperial Hospital was frightened away.

Dugu Wu was in a state of agitation; even if Lu Yin were here, he would be at a loss with this illness.

A year ago, Xiaojin also fell ill. At that time, he was on a military campaign, and Lu Yin rushed back to treat Xiaojin, saying no malady was found, that Xiaojin suffered from an illness not recorded in medical texts—his body had no issues and was even much better than children of the same age.

Thus, the issue had been continually delayed, with Xiaojin displaying no problems when not in an episode.

“This isn’t ordinary sickness; it’s spiritual schizophrenia.”

Feng Bailing entered.

“You know his illness; then you must have a remedy?”

As if grasping a lifeline, Dugu Wu seized Feng Bailing’s hand, then realizing his own impropriety, he let go, his ears slightly burning.

“To cure this illness is different from common ones; the treatment must be specific to the symptoms. Most importantly, we must ascertain the cause of his attacks.”

The Dugu Xiaojin that Feng Bailing knew was an introverted and shy child.

He would not harm a soul on normal days, let alone hurt animals.

Yet, in a state of spiritual schizophrenia, he could kill without blinking an eye.

“I only know of one episode he had when he was two years old. I was not at the Prince Manor then; he was always looked after by the Princess Consort. I… failed him.”

It was after that episode that Dugu Wu could not leave Xiaojin alone at the Prince Manor.

After returning to Chu City to assume his duties, he handed over the command to his deputy. He knew well that staying in Chu City would bring suspicion, but for Xiaojin, he had to stay.

After his return, Xiaojin’s condition did indeed improve.

Unexpectedly, he had a relapse in the Imperial Palace this time.

Dugu Wu felt immense guilt; he should not have brought Xiaojin to the Imperial Palace, knowing full well Xiaojin despised it.

Feng Bailing was about to reproach him, when suddenly, the Purple Gold Dragon appeared again.

It swung its tail, its enormous body coiling around Dugu Wu, and after the episode just now, the purple gleam on the dragon’s body seemed much dimmer.

This was also the first time Feng Bailing saw tiredness on Dugu Wu’s face. To help Xiaojin consolidate the Wuji Seal, Dugu Wu must have expended a great deal, his leg injury not yet fully healed.

The man lowered his gaze, fixating on Xiaojin lying on the bed, his eyes shimmering with tenderness.

Feng Bailing felt a stir in her heart.

This fiercely brutal man also had a gentle side.

Leaving this rare moment of tranquility to father and son, Feng Bailing exited the side hall, and Dongfang Lianhua hurried over.

“Ah Ling, you need to go see Princess Consort Shun. She may not make it.”

Today was quite unfortunate for Princess Consort Shun, hit out of nowhere by a wasp nest, stung all over her face, and when sent for treatment, she was still doing fine.

But to everyone’s surprise, after taking the medicine from the Imperial Hospital, she began itching all over, her limbs twitching incessantly. The Imperial Hospital’s staff had tried several methods with no improvement, and the situation was only getting worse. It seemed they were about to inform Prince Shun’s Mansion to prepare for the aftermath.

When Feng Bailing arrived, Princess Consort Shun was still rolling on her bed.

Feng Bailing ordered someone to fetch water, added an anti-allergy pill, and when she fed it to her, Princess Consort Shun, seeing it was her, was so agitated her eyes rolled back in her head.

“Feng Bailing, what are you doing here?”

The sight of Feng Bailing made Princess Consort Shun’s wounds ache and itch even more.

“I’m here to see a doctor.”

Feng Bailing looked at Princess Consort Shun, her face unrecognizable, with a beaming smile.

“Do you really have such good intentions?”

Princess Consort Shun was wary.

She had heard of Feng Bailing’s medical skill, but she always felt that Feng Bailing was up to no good.

“If you die, Dugu Wu will have to observe mourning for three years, and I am certainly not waiting another three years to get married.”

Feng Bailing’s words almost enraged Princess Consort Shun to death.

“I won’t take your medicine.”

Princess Consort Shun turned her head away, swearing that as long as she lived, she would never let Feng Bailing into Prince Shun’s Mansion.

Without a word, Feng Bailing held Princess Consort Shun’s jaw and poured the water into her mouth.

“People, help! Murder… glug… she’s poisoning me…”

After being force-fed a few mouthfuls of medicine, Princess Consort Shun suddenly felt the itchiness of her wounds lessen, and her twitching limbs stopped convulsing.

“Do you really know medical skills?”

Princess Consort Shun was not polite this time; she snatched the bowl of medicine and drank it to the last drop.

“This is just medicine for your allergies, not for treating wasp poison. If not dealt with properly, the wasp poison will leave scars.”

Feng Bailing tsked.

“Do you have a method to remove scars?”

Princess Consort Shun’s face was her most treasured asset; if it were left with scars, she would rather not live at all.

“I ask, you answer. If I’m satisfied with your answers, I’ll give you the scar-removing remedy.”

Princess Consort Shun, touching her scarred face, nodded frantically.

“Xiaojin had his first attack when you were present, right? When his eyes changed color, and his personality drastically altered.”

At Feng Bailing’s question, Princess Consort Shun gasped.

“He had another attack. I’ve said it before, that child is possessed and will go mad. I told Dugu Wu to lock him up, but Dugu Wu wouldn’t listen.”

Feng Bailing frowned.

“Did you lock him up?”

“Don’t talk nonsense; I don’t have the courage… How could I do such a thing? I haven’t abused Dugu Xiaojin. Although he was found and brought in, Dugu Wu treats him as his own. After all, I am nominally his grandmother; so many eyes are watching me inside and outside the mansion. I gave him good food and clothes, I didn’t know why he suddenly went mad. Speaking of it, this happened not long after Zhao Ningyue entered the door.”

Zhao Ningyue, Feng Bailing had heard of this person before.

She was Dugu Wu’s second Princess Consort, the legitimate eldest daughter of General Zhao’s Mansion.

This woman had made quite a name for herself in Chu City early on. Unlike Feng Xiangxue and Nalan Yan’er, Zhao Ningyue was a woman accomplished in both the literary and martial arts.

She fell in love with Dugu Wu at first sight, and despite opposition from General Mansion, she was determined to marry the recently widowed Dugu Wu, even going so far as to reject an imperial marriage granted by the Emperor, causing a sensation in Chu City at the time.

Dugu Wu had married three wives; this one had lived the longest, staying at Prince Shun’s Mansion for about half a year.

However, though it was half a year, she hadn’t consummated the marriage with Dugu Wu.

At that time, the battle between Great Chu and Dazhi Dynasty was fierce; Dugu Wu led the army at the border for a year and a half, and even the wedding was held by proxy.

“I remember she died from an illness.”

Feng Bailing asked again.

“Illness, that’s the story for the public, she was actually murdered…”

Princess Consort Shun stopped mid-sentence as if realizing something and shut her mouth.