Chapter 1451: 1446: Chu Yihan's Headache

Chapter 1451: Chapter 1446: Chu Yihan’s Headache

Su Yingxue was still dressed in the casual clothes she hadn’t had time to change out of since returning from outside the palace. She hurried into the hall and, upon seeing that Chu Yihan was alone, she smiled and walked towards him.

Even though there was no one watching, Su Yingxue still slightly bent her knees in a curtsy before approaching Chu Yihan and taking his hand, “Have you been too busy, husband? Are you alright?”

She noticed that Chu Yihan’s face was a bit flushed, which was not his usual complexion.

Chu Yihan held her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, “The affairs of state are complex and many; I am a bit tired.”

“Then let me help you rest,” she offered.

Su Yingxue began to unfasten his clothes but found that he had already torn his waist belt, and the collar was ripped.

It was clearly a sign that he had lost his temper.

“Today… were you upset about Xiao Yu’s matter?” Su Yingxue rarely saw him in such a temper.

Her husband was a man of restraint with a high tolerance level. Unless it was a matter of life and death, one would never see him lose his composure.

Yet he was so angry that even his dragon robe was torn.

Chu Yihan’s eyes darkened for a moment, “The issue regarding Xiao Yu is complicated, and it momentarily overwhelmed me.”

Su Yingxue felt a pang of heartache, “Next time, just wait for me to get back before you get overwhelmed, okay? Oh no, I won’t always be going out to see Miaoyan these days. As long as she is healthy, I’ll ask Sister Rong Sheng to take care of her more, and I’ll stay in the palace to keep you company.”

She was busy with the children, with her own family, and her sister, and as a result, the time she spent at Chu Yihan’s side grew less.

Yet he was her beloved husband.

“When did the empress become so sensible, so concerned for me?” Chu Yihan couldn’t help but laugh.

He had granted Su Yingxue the permission to leave the palace anytime to visit the Old General, to check on her clinic and shop, and even to take Heng’er out to play.

She usually seemed happy enough, often seen with a smile on her face as the empress, not weighed down by heaviness.

It hadn’t been too restrictive for her.

Su Yingxue moved closer to him, placing his hand over her heart, “I’ve had my fair share of fun these past few years. I’ve stood by you in battle and faced life and death. Now I’m no longer a girl of fourteen or fifteen. Shouldn’t I be a proper wife? Shouldn’t I support my husband and teach our child?”

“Didn’t you used to detest the Three Obediences and Four Virtues? I remember the empress once said that the ‘husband as the guide’ could work just as well if ‘wife as the guide’. I’ve been wondering when the empress would come to assist me in handling state affairs.”

“As long as the emperor is willing, this servant isn’t opposed. I’m just afraid the officials from the Imperial Censor’s office will come storming into Phoenix Nest Palace to overturn the place.” Su Yingxue poured Chu Yihan a cup of tea.

“Although I hate the rigid Three Obediences and Four Virtues, I believe a husband and wife are one, and are meant to shoulder burdens together, to lean on each other and support each other. Have you forgotten, my lord? When you were at the war front, I worked on finding a way to counteract the poison corpses. Each of us has our own abilities; isn’t it good that we each perform our own duties?”

“It is good.” Chu Yihan embraced her into his arms, his tone becoming even gentler.

With her comfort, his severe headache became less painful.

But his ailment was not anything serious; he didn’t want to distract her efforts.

He knew she had been taking care of Su Miaoyan lately, as well as researching poison corpses, Lin Sisi, and Yu Wenrui—every one required her careful attention and treatment. And then there was their son.

Chu Heng was already as obedient and sensible as a child could be, but he still needed Yingxue every day.

If he told her about his condition, she might become even more exhausted.

“I need to get some rest; you should go back to Phoenix Nest Palace early. Heng’er is probably waiting for you.”

Chu Yihan massaged her shoulders and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Several years into their marriage, with a child between them, every time Chu Yihan kissed her, her heart fluttered uncontrollably.

She nestled delicately in his arms, “I don’t want to leave my husband tonight, I want to sleep with you.”

Under normal circumstances, how could Chu Yihan bear for her to leave?

He had always wanted to have another child with her.

But not tonight.

Chu Yihan pecked her lightly and said, “Go and accompany Heng’er for tonight, I’ll wait for you tomorrow.”

“Okay!”

Su Yingxue cheerfully agreed, her graceful and dignified presence reached the doorway, but suddenly, as if remembering something, she turned back and ran to Chu Yihan’s side, cupped his face, and deeply kissed him once more.

When she left, she still carried the dignified and noble air of an empress, but in Chu Yihan’s eyes, she was still like a delicate little girl, needing to run back for one more kiss.

In front of him, she was still a charming young Miss.

The smile on Chu Yihan’s face spread uncontrollably, radiating with sweetness, with warmth.

Lan Concubine hid in the inner chamber for a long time before she slowly came out and knelt before Chu Yihan, “This concubine has disturbed the emperor and the empress, please forgive me…”

“Rise,” he said.

In the presence of Lan Concubine, his demeanor became utterly cold and detached.

As if she was no different from the palace maids and eunuchs standing guard outside.

Lan Concubine kept her head down, her lips curled in a mocking smile, before she stood up.

She presented Chu Yihan with that bottle from before. Chu Yihan then summoned the Imperial Medical Academy’s hospital director to verify its safety before he ingested it.

This was the Lan family’s exclusive secret recipe, effective against the inexplicable headaches.

The hospital director mentioned that Su Yingxue had once taught him during a lesson that this was called tension headaches, also known in layman’s terms as migraines.

Ordinary medicine couldn’t treat it, but the Lan family’s secret recipe was particularly effective.

His headaches had been occurring quite frequently, but after taking the medicine from Lan Concubine twice, the improvement in symptoms was very evident, even making him feel relieved.

“Your Majesty, this medicine provided by Lady Lan Concubine has remarkable effects on your headaches. May I ask if the prescription could be handed to me for further research? Or when the empress is free, I would like to ask Her Majesty to bestow her teachings so that we could jointly study it and present Your Majesty with an even more efficacious remedy?”

The hospital director proposed his idea.

The emperor once said that the Imperial Medical Academy should learn more from the empress to ease her burden and simultaneously refine their own medical skills, as he had always been eager to learn humbly from Her Majesty.

Yet, Lan Concubine suddenly knelt down, her hoarse voice tinged with a certain nervousness, “Your Majesty, this is a hereditary secret recipe from my family’s lineage, it is… utterly forbidden for outsiders to know, even if the hospital director has no other intentions. The Lan family’s direct descent is now left to me alone, and I truly cannot breach my ancestors’ trust.”

She prostrated herself on the ground; though she appeared sincerely frightened, she was not like other women, fragile and trembling with a single kneel. Her body was held straight, displaying a semblance of unyielding spirit.

“There is no need. The empress has many troubling matters at hand as of late. Let her not be bothered by this. After I take the medicine a few more times, this headache will likely be good as gone,” Chu Yihan waved his hand to dismiss the hospital director.

After paying his respects, the hospital director retreated, not daring to say more.

After all, an issue like the emperor’s headache wasn’t something they were entitled to attend to in the first place.

Isn’t the empress capable of curing anything with her silver needle?

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