Chapter 34: The Demon Lord Junzhu's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 34: The Oolong Incident

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Only after the two of them ran to the lavatory three or four times did things finally slowly settle down.

At this moment, Xiao Jin's face was full of anxiety; he brought an experienced physician and hurriedly walked in.

The moment the physician saw the two of them with faces pale as paper, his heart couldn't help but tighten slightly, and he urgently asked An Wang: "Did Your Highness inadvertently eat any spoiled food today? Or perhaps consume something overly stimulating, spicy, or freezing cold?"

An Wang's expression was grave; he thought seriously for a moment, then shook his head and said solemnly: "No." Immediately after, the physician turned his gaze toward Qianqian, who stood to the side with an equally uneasy expression, and Qianqian also hurriedly replied that she had not.

Immediately after, the physician asked An Wang again: "Then from when exactly did Your Highness start feeling abdominal pain?" An Wang's brows furrowed tightly as he carefully recalled: "Just now this King was seriously checking the two of their studies; during that time this King was thirsty, so I drank a sip of water, then Qianqian suddenly bolted out and started having diarrhea, and before long this King also began to have abdominal pain."

The physician stroked the long, wispy beard on his chin and said thoughtfully: "Where is the water?" An Wang followed the physician's gaze and pointed to the cup placed on the table. Right at that moment, Qianqian whooshed out and ran away.

The physician carefully picked up that cup of water, held it before his eyes and examined it closely, only to see the water's color seemed to have a faint, hidden turbidity; if one didn't look carefully, it truly wouldn't be easy to detect.

Just at this tense moment, Qianqian dragged her weak body back, and An Wang whooshed out like an arrow leaving the bowstring, leaving only the physician and Xiao Jin staring at each other, their eyes full of doubt and worry... The physician said: "This water has a problem; it should have been laced with laxative."

Yan Shuang'er and the Princess Consort exclaimed in unison: "Laxative???" Right then, the just-returned Qianqian weakly raised her little hand and said: "Mother~ it was me who put it in." The Princess Consort asked curiously: "Why did you put laxative in the water cup?"

Qianqian answered crisply: "Daji hasn't pooped these two days, so I just wanted to give it a little bit of laxative."

Just as she was speaking, An Wang dragged his heavy steps in, and happened to hear; An Wang frowned and asked: "Then why did you put it in the water cup?"

Qianqian, frightened, tightly clutched Yan Shuang'er's hem and said softly: "I happened to have a cup of water at hand, so I conveniently put it in, planning to pour it into Daji's bowl later."

An Wang, face dark, continued to ask: "Where did you get the laxative, and how much did you put in?"

Qianqian answered honestly: "Honghong hasn't pooped these two days either; a servant uncle bought it, so I asked him for a little, and put in just a fingernail's worth."

The physician said from the side with a smile: "A fingernail's worth for an adult horse is no problem, but if a person ate it they'd get the runs."

An Wang instructed Yue Yi to bring the servant who gave Qianqian the medicine; the servant entered and with a "thud" knelt on the ground, kowtowing nonstop, saying to the King: "Your Highness spare my life! This little one said a tiny pinch for Daji would do; this little one truly didn't know Your Highness would drink it, Your Highness spare my life!"

At this time, Yue Yi at the side said: "Your Highness, what he said is all true; everyone else heard it too; he said a tiny pinch, a fingernail's worth is the dose for Honghong."

The King was a bit angry, but also knew he couldn't blame the servant entirely, so he said: "Next time don't give her medicine again, no medicine at all."

The servant hurriedly kowtowed, repeatedly guaranteeing compliance; the King waved his hand and let him withdraw.

The Princess Consort asked Qianqian: "Then you knew there was laxative inside, why did you still drink it, and still get diarrhea?"

Qianqian said aggrievedly: "The medicine powder hadn't dissolved; I stirred it, then conveniently put it in my mouth..."

An Wang asked angrily: "Then when this King picked up the cup, why didn't you stop me?"

Qianqian said pitifully: "Qianqian wanted to tell Father not to drink, but Qianqian's stomach hurt, so I anxiously ran out."

The Princess Consort at the side helplessly covered her head. An Wang, usually so imposing, his eyes revealing an undeniable majesty, now appeared rather bedraggled because of this sudden diarrhea.

His originally sturdy body at this moment seemed to have been drained of strength; the whole person leaned against the bedside somewhat limp, his heart secretly filled with regret; if not for the diarrhea leaving him somewhat drained, he should have long since grabbed this rebellious daughter and given her a good "stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork."

Looking at his daughter's little face pale as paper, An Wang's heart instantly softened; he sighed: "Forget it, forget it; one's own born, how could one truly beat to death." He then instructed a servant to summon a physician; before long the physician hurried over, carefully diagnosed the pulse of father and daughter, prescribed a prescription for treating diarrhea, explained some precautions, and then left.

In the evening, after the Princess Consort learned of this matter, she felt heartache; she specially instructed the kitchen to simmer a large pot of steaming hot millet porridge for the two of them. That millet porridge emitted a faint fragrance, making one's mouth water. After An Wang and Qianqian finished the medicine, they felt their stomachs slightly more comfortable; however, not long after, the two of them simultaneously stood up, each running to the lavatory, one trip, two trips... until the diarrhea gradually stopped, only then did they wearily return to the room.

At this time, the Princess Consort softly instructed Chunxi to go to the Shangshufang to request a day off for Qianqian, letting her rest well at home and recover her strength. Chunxi acknowledged and hurried away. Then, the Princess Consort instructed Yue Yi to go request a day off for the King, not needing to attend court, letting him also properly recuperate. Yue Yi received the order and left; the Wangfu interior for a time became exceptionally quiet.

The two lay on the bed; although their stomachs no longer hurt, their hearts still felt faintly uneasy. In the middle of the night, for some reason, the two again groggily got up and once more ran to the lavatory to relieve themselves; only then did they finally sleep peacefully. When the first ray of morning sunlight shone through the window onto their faces, they actually slept until the sun was three poles high, as if having experienced a long battle, finally welcoming the dawn of victory.

After Qianqian woke up, Yan Shuang'er had already gone to the Shangshufang; she climbed up and ate some stomach-nourishing millet porridge and small steamed dumplings; after finishing breakfast, Qianqian seemed to have come alive; today Yan Shuang'er went to the Shangshufang, Qianqian was bored at home so she went to find Yan Xiner to go to the teahouse to listen to storytelling; Yan Xiner was worried about Qianqian's body, but seeing Qianqian lively and jumping about, she also couldn't bear to refuse, and went out the door together with Qianqian...