Chapter 336: Extra: The Ferocious Neighbor's Song Fifty-Five

Extra: The Ferocious Neighbor's Song Fifty-Five

When Jin Jingwen was exiled back then, she injured her body, so her menstruation was very irregular; not only that, but each time it came it was especially hard to endure.

Fortunately, after she had taken on foster parents back then, Xia Weiyang once asked Sheng Ziyan to help examine Jin Jingwen, but a woman's body once injured is not easy to restore; Sheng Ziyan's efforts were naturally extraordinary, having helped Jin Jingwen recover largely, but the remainder still required gradual care.

Over the past few years, Jin Jingwen's condition has indeed improved considerably, but her menstrual days remain somewhat irregular; moreover, when the weather is warm she's fine, but in winter she inevitably suffers.

So Jin Jingwen also didn't expect that just while sleeping, this would happen. Right now her belly aches more and more unbearably; she reflexively wanted to call Dong'er over, but then realized Dong'er had gone home today. Meanwhile Chun'er is sleeping in the servants' quarters outside the courtyard; even if she shouted, it would be quite a hassle.

In the end, Jin Jingwen had no choice but to grit her teeth, get up, put on her menstrual belt and change clothes… After all that fuss, her belly hurt even more.

……

The Imperial Stables Bureau has indeed been busy lately. Especially with winter arriving and the year-end approaching, matters have been increasing. Of course, it's not just the Bureau; other government offices are busy too.

That being the case, it wouldn't normally be a problem, but today the Bureau ran into some trouble. The cause is that winter came early this year, and the cold arrived suddenly; while the capital was fine, the stables in the north, having made no prior preparations, were caught off guard. Although no horses died, they were momentarily scrambling in a panic.

Moreover, the northern stables mainly raise warhorses for the military, and nearby are northern neighbors like the Western Di, eyeing them covetously, so they cannot be taken lightly. Thus Yin Fengxuan could only lead the overtime work to settle the matter.

Handling such matters doesn't require much brains—just stamping what needs stamping and checking what needs checking—so it's straightforward, albeit time‑consuming. Since Yin Fengxuan, the boss, stayed late to work overtime, the underlings naturally couldn't slip away. After a bit of effort, everything was taken care of, but by then it was already midnight.

Seeing everyone working without having eaten, Yin Fengxuan wasn't stingy; he waved his hand and led all the Imperial Stables Bureau officials, big and small, to the nearby Floating Fragrance Pavilion.

The Floating Fragrance Pavilion is one of the capital's top restaurants; anyone who can dine there is surely either rich or noble. When Yin Fengxuan arrived, it was already late and the Pavilion had closed its doors, but who is he? 'My old man's come for a meal—you say you're closed? Even if you are, you'd better open up for me!'

Although the Floating Fragrance Pavilion itself is no small establishment, it still didn't dare to defy him. Thus the Pavilion's manager personally opened the doors to welcome everyone in, then summoned the resting head chef back to work.

Everyone was hungry, and as soon as the food arrived they dug in heartily. Yin Fengxuan was pleased and even suggested having a couple of drinks, but Lin Quan stepped forward and whispered a sentence.

"Sir, it's getting late; if we don't go back now, the Princess Consort will surely ask about us…"

Whether Jin Jingwen would ask or not, Lin Quan actually didn't know; he said that merely to remind Yin Fengxuan—it's already the middle of the night, so don't make a fuss!

Upon hearing that, Yin Fengxuan indeed shuddered, lifted his head and looked outside.

Holy shit! No way!

It's this late?!

No way, I have to go back!

Thinking this, Yin Fengxuan didn't dare dawdle; he sprang up from his seat and turned to run!

Just like that, Yin Fengxuan scrambled back to Gong Wangfu; his frantic speed was as if a hundred wild dogs were chasing him, nipping at his heels.

……

The night had grown deep.

When Yin Fengxuan returned to the Wangfu, the mansion was quiet; fortunately the gatekeeper Old Zhang had been on guard, hearing a sound outside, he rose, opened the door, saw it was Yin Fengxuan, and hurriedly let him in.

After entering, Yin Fengxuan took a slight breath, then headed straight for the Houyuaner; upon reaching the courtyard of the Yingxiu Pavilion, he stopped, looked up, and saw that the side rooms had their lights out.

Eh…… No way!

They actually didn't wait for me……

Unable to help himself, Yin Fengxuan let out a small resentful complaint, but then thought, it's already midnight—Jin Jingwen couldn't possibly wait up this late even if she wanted to!

Thinking that, Yin Fengxuan felt relieved; he even imagined that Jin Jingwen had waited for him very late, and seeing he hadn't returned, she reluctantly rested.

Yin Fengxuan's fantasy was vivid; he even chuckled to himself, rubbed his cold hands, then tiptoed to the side‑room door, pushed it open, and went inside.

The room was pitch‑black. Yin Fengxuan, afraid of making a noise, deliberately tiptoed, worried any sound would disturb Jin Jingwen sleeping in the inner chamber. After entering, he casually closed the door, then tiptoed to sit on the long bench.

After a busy day, Yin Fengxuan was tired too. He hadn't noticed it before, but as soon as he returned to the room and sat down, weariness flooded over him; he couldn't help but let out a groan, then flopped lazily onto the nearby bedding.

Yin Fengxuan wanted to groan from fatigue, but having just lain down a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, glanced toward the inner chamber, then sprang up and tiptoed in that direction.

Yin Fengxuan was calculating in his mind; in the darkness his face showed a faint hint of excitement mixed with a slightly lewd smile. Although it was pitch black around, he could still make out the outlines, and since this was his own room, before long he had reached the screen……

The screen is a barrier separating the inner and outer chambers. Normally Jin Jingwen doesn't allow Yin Fengxuan to come over, so even now, at night with her asleep, he still feels a little guilty.

Thus, upon reaching the screen, Yin Fengxuan instinctively stopped his steps, wanting to go forward but lacking the courage; he turned back…… eh, he was still reluctant!

Yin Fengxuan hesitated a moment, but then his eyes suddenly lit up.

Hehe, just a quick glance—surely that would be fine~!

Thinking that, Yin Fengxuan couldn't help but grin, then without thinking he took two steps forward, pressed close to the screen, and with both hands gripping it, he furtively peered inside……

The result…… hehe!

As it turned out, Yin Jingwen had forgotten that going around the screen, the inner *bed was also behind a *curtain. At that moment Jin Jingwen was resting, and the *curtain naturally had to be drawn…… So Yin Fengxuan exerted great effort, summoned his courage, yet he didn't even catch a glimpse of Jin Jingwen, let alone her shadow.

Instantly, Yin Fengxuan's eyes widened like bells, and only then did he realize—his excited expression instantly turned to utter disappointment.

Not having caught a peek of his wife, Yin Fengxuan felt a bit displeased; he then glared fiercely at the *curtain twice, and resignedly turned to tiptoe back…… but after just two steps, a faint *sound suddenly reached his ears!

The first sound, Yin Fengxuan thought he'd misheard and paid it no mind.

The second sound, Yin Fengxuan frowned, thinking he was too tired and it must be an auditory hallucination.

When the third sound came, Yin Fengxuan finally halted his steps.

Holy shit!

What's going on? How could there be a sound in the middle of the night?

Damn it…… could it be…… a ghost?

Yin Fengxuan has never been bold; now, surrounded by pitch darkness, in an instant his liver began to quiver, and his mind involuntarily recalled the woman who had died earlier in the Houyuaner.

What… what should I do?

Could it be that woman returning…… Right, what was her name? Green… something……

Yin Fengxuan's mind began to race, and the more he thought, the more frightened he became. In the darkness his eyes stared wide, darting about, yet he still saw nothing to explain it.

Yin Fengxuan grew a little afraid. Just then, a clearer *sound came again; being louder, he instantly located its direction and turned toward the screen.

It was coming from the inner chamber! And it seemed to be from the *position!

Realizing this, Yin Fengxuan's whole body shuddered at once. Though still frightened, he then stepped toward the inner chamber……

At that moment the *sound grew louder and louder. When Yin Fengxuan finally followed the sound to the * and reached out to slowly draw back the lowered *curtain, the instant he pulled it aside, what met his eyes was Jin Jingwen's painful little face.

"My lady? What… what's wrong with you?"

Yin Fengxuan instinctively asked, In the darkness, Yin Fengxuan couldn't see very clearly, but he could still make out Jin Jingwen's small face, twisted somewhat from pain, her disheveled hair damp with sweat and sticking to her face…

At that moment, Yin Fengxuan finally came to his senses. He immediately stepped forward and helped Jin Jingwen up.

"My love, what's wrong? What happened?"

Yin Fengxuan panicked. At that moment, Jin Jingwen felt someone lift her up; she first twitched her eyelids, then realized it was Yin Fengxuan holding her, and instinctively tried to struggle, but she had no strength anywhere in her body.

Finally, Jin Jingwen could only helplessly lean against Yin Fengxuan's chest, and she spoke weakly.

"No, nothing… just… a little… uncomfortable…"

It's that time of the month for a woman, something not easy to talk about, especially in front of a man. So even though Jin Jingwen is usually straightforward and outspoken, with Yin Fengxuan right before her, she still couldn't bring herself to speak of it.

But compared to Jin Jingwen's attempt to hide it, Yin Fengxuan was now frantic beyond measure. After all, in Yin Fengxuan's eyes, Jin Jingwen had always been strong, even intimidatingly so, yet he had never seen her this weak. Seeing her endure the pain as best she could, yet unable to bear it, her face deathly pale, Yin Fengxuan felt as if his own heart were being wrenched—more painful than anything.

"Where does it hurt? How can discomfort cause this much pain? … Where's Dong'er? That dead girl, where did she run off to? Someone! Come quickly!"

Yin Fengxuan was both anxious and angry, helplessly holding Jin Jingwen, and he couldn't help but start shouting.

Yin Fengxuan's voice was loud; before long, the servants who heard it rushed in, and without waiting for them to speak, Yin Fengxuan began shouting again.

"Go, go, go! Quickly find a doctor! No, find the Imperial Physician! Quickly get me the Imperial Physician! What are you standing around for? Hurry up!"

Having served in the Wangfu for so long, the servants had never seen Yin Fengxuan this anxious. But after his shout, even though they didn't know what was happening, they hurried out to attend to their duties.

All this commotion had everyone in the Wangfu in an uproar. Not long after, Physician Zhou was brought in.

Physician Zhou was an old acquaintance, always mild-mannered. Being dragged out in the middle of the night left him a bit dazed. But Yin Fengxuan, at this point, had no patience left; seeing Physician Zhou's slow, leisurely manner, his anger flared, and he felt like kicking him.

Too bad, Physician Zhou was just like that; seeing Yin Fengxuan shouting and yelling, Jin Jingwen, leaning in his embrace, felt a little embarrassed and tugged at his sleeve.

"Shut up…"

His usual forceful words now came out unusually weak. Yin Fengxuan heard it, but he only grew more anxious. Fortunately, at that moment Physician Zhou also regained his composure, glanced up, then stepped forward without a word and began to feel Jin Jingwen's pulse.

Seeing this, Jin Jingwen wanted to speak, for she knew what her ailment was. But Yin Fengxuan was unusually stubborn, and having no strength left, she finally had to keep silent.

In an instant, the room fell silent. Not long after, Physician Zhou finally lowered his hand slowly, then, stroking his beard, he leisurely announced the result…