I insist

Chapter 293: Identity

Song Miqiu obtained the steward's consent to let the old eunuch take her away.

"Go and ask him if he's willing."

Song Miqiu told Yu Huailin everything the steward had told him.

Yu Huailin could only ask the old eunuch if he was willing.

Yu Huailin opened the old eunuch's door. The old eunuch was tidying his clothes inside. When he saw someone come in, he quickly put his things down.

"Young master, what brings you here?"

Yu Huailin sat down, picked up the kettle on the table, and the crystal-clear water flowed from the spout into the glass. Yu Huailin gently picked it up with his fair hand, smelled it, and drank it through his thin lips.

"Would you be willing to come with me to the capital?"

The old eunuch was stunned for a long time, unable to react.

“You are getting on in years, I will help you find a place to live out your retirement,” Yu Huailin added when the old eunuch remained silent.

The old eunuch was somewhat frightened by Yu Huailin's words. After all, they had no relatives or friends, so why should he take care of him in his old age?

The old eunuch shook his head at Yu Huailin: "I've been in the imperial mausoleum for so long, but I still need the manager's permission. Even if the manager agrees, I can't bear to leave this place."

As the old eunuch spoke, he wiped away his tears. After all, he had his own affairs to attend to here, and he wanted to spend his life alone here, keeping company with the deceased master.

“The person in charge has already agreed. Besides, what’s the use of you guarding these piles of graves? The dead are gone, and we who are alive should live well.”

Yu Huailin found that this old eunuch was incredibly stubborn.

The old eunuch remained unmoved by Huailin's words. Even if he had passed away, he was still his master, and he had no attachments and just wanted to stay here.

"Thank you for your kindness, Young Master Yu. This old servant has grown accustomed to everything here. Please don't try to persuade me; this old servant will not leave."

The old eunuch had an expression that said, "I'd rather die here."

Yu Huailin saw that the old eunuch still seemed unwilling to listen to advice.

Knowing that the old eunuch was loyal to his master, he revealed his identity to the old eunuch.

The old eunuch immediately knelt down, tears welling in his eyes, and kowtowed to Yu Huailin: "Is it really you? Your Highness, you're still alive! This old servant thought I would never see you again in this lifetime."

When Yu Huailin saw the old eunuch performing such a grand ceremony for him, he quickly helped the old eunuch who was kneeling on the ground up.

"Now that you know it's me, you'll follow me from now on."

The old eunuch looked at the entrance, somewhat reluctant to leave the imperial tomb.

"Are the deceased more important, or the people in front of you?"

Seeing that the old eunuch was still reluctant to leave, Yu Huailin could only try to appeal to his emotions.

The old eunuch could only look away and silently nod: "His Highness is the most important now."

"Hmm..." Yu Huailin was relieved to see that the old eunuch had agreed.

The old eunuch bowed and stroked Yu Huailin's hand, saying, "So many years have passed, Your Highness has grown so much, this old servant can hardly recognize you."

"Perhaps it has been too long..."

"Fortunately, this old servant is lucky to be alive and able to see Your Highness. This old servant will definitely take good care of Your Highness so that Your Highness can rest assured."

As the old eunuch spoke, tears streamed down his face again.

"Sigh, I can't believe I have to go back so soon!" Song Miqiu sighed and grumbled as she held the medicinal herbs.

"How could I bear to part with it!"

Seeing Song Miqiu sighing, Yu Huailin teased her.

"Of course! It's so comfortable here, nobody bothers us, and it's all men, all so bold and unrestrained. Unlike the palace, where there are so many women, it's so difficult to deal with them!"

Song Miqiu trembled involuntarily at the thought of the women in the palace.

"Yes! It's really quiet and comfortable here. You can lie down when you're tired, and take a walk in the back mountain when you're feeling weary."

Yu Huailin was also somewhat reluctant to give up this comfortable and pleasant life.

"How about we delay going back for another two days?" Song Miqiu excitedly planned.

Yu Huailin expressed his agreement.

"Imperial Physician Song, someone from the palace has come and requests your presence," the steward said hurriedly to Song Miqiu.

When someone from the palace arrived, Song Miqiu had a bad feeling that something urgent had happened.

"Imperial Physician Song, a message from the palace requests your immediate return!"

The eunuch took the imperial edict to Song Miqiu and left. Song Miqiu was reluctant to go back early, and Yu Huailin could only comfort her softly.

"It seems your plan has fallen through."

"Yes, she's going back to the palace again. I wonder what's going on that they're in such a hurry to send her back."

Song Miqiu wanted to stay here for a couple more days, but who would have thought he would be sent back so soon.

"Qingzhi, has something happened in the palace?" Song Miqiu could only ask Qingzhi for help.

Qingzhi kept a close eye on everything in the palace.

"I heard that Consort Li's pregnancy is somewhat unstable," Qingzhi told Song Miqiu, relaying the information she had gathered from the palace.

Song Miqiu was puzzled. Why was Consort Li's pregnancy unstable? There were so many imperial physicians in the palace, why was she being summoned back in such a hurry? Song Miqiu was completely baffled.

Song Miqiu thought that going back now would probably be disadvantageous for her, and Consort Li would definitely cause her trouble. She had to go back even if it meant gritting her teeth.

The next day

Song Miqiu led a group of people, and the old eunuch also accompanied Yu Huailin in a carriage to return to the capital. Along the way, Song Miqiu was restless.

After finally arriving home, they were escorted to the palace by palace eunuchs as soon as they reached the door.

Seeing Song Miqiu in a hurry to leave, Yu Huailin quickly said to Song Miqiu, "Be careful in everything you do."

Song Miqiu nodded: "Don't worry, I will be careful."

The eunuch escorted Song Miqiu to the Imperial Hospital and then left. Upon arriving at the Imperial Hospital, he saw Ming Taicheng busily writing prescriptions, so busy that he hadn't even had time to clean the stains on his clothes.

After Song Miqiu went inside, she started organizing her medicine box. Ming Taicheng glanced at her and, seeing that Song Miqiu had arrived, quickly put down his pen.

"Song Miqiu, do you know about Consort Li's matter?"

Song Miqiu nodded in agreement.

"Right now, Consort Li is in a very sensitive situation. You must be extremely careful when you encounter her."

Ming Taicheng was filled with worry, fearing that Song Miqiu might offend Consort Li and cause trouble again. Song Miqiu seemed to have a knack for attracting trouble, with one thing after another always coming her way.

"I understand?" Song Miqiu said helplessly.

"Imperial Physician Song, Consort Li requests your presence."

A palace maid dressed in a pink Qiruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) spoke to Song Miqiu.

Song Miqiu glared at Ming Taicheng fiercely. What a jinx! Ming Taicheng looked completely innocent. She had only told him to be careful and avoid Consort Li. Who knew that Consort Li would come looking for Song Miqiu now?

Seeing that Song Miqiu had no intention of leaving, the palace maid directly brought up Consort Li.

"If Imperial Physician Song does not go, Consort Li will come to invite you. If Consort Li suffers any mishap on her way here, I wonder if Imperial Physician Song can bear the responsibility."

He had barely arrived when Consort Li showed up at his door. She even used her unborn child to threaten him—wasn't this putting him in a difficult position?

Song Miqiu repeatedly said, "Your humble servant will go right away, right away."