I insist

Chapter 288: To the Imperial Mausoleum

"Yu Mei, don't go. I've already eaten in the palace. You should rest well!"

Song Miqiu called out to Tian Yumei and glanced at Qiu Tianlei.

Qiu Tianlei immediately noticed Song Miqiu's gaze and quickly helped Tian Yumei up, saying softly, "Don't worry about it. Just take good care of yourself. I'll do whatever it takes."

"Xiaobai, Xiaoshuang, you two go play!"

Xiao Bai and Xiao Shuang skipped and hopped away.

“Let’s go for a walk in the yard!” Yu Huailin said softly to Song Miqiu.

Song Miqiu nodded and walked ahead.

"How long do you plan to stay this time?"

"The journey will take three days, and we'll probably be there for quite some time."

Song Miqiu looked at the road ahead, and Yu Huailin turned Song Miqiu's body around so that she was facing him.

"I'll go with you!"

Yu Huailin held Song Miqiu's hands on both sides. The warmth of his fingers and the warmth of his breath made Song Miqiu feel a little flustered.

"I'm going there for a free clinic, not to have fun, and I don't know when I'll be back."

Song Miqiu spoke somewhat awkwardly.

Yu Huailin's face was full of displeasure: "It's such a long journey, I can protect you, I don't feel at ease leaving you alone."

"But……"

Song Miqiu wanted to say something, but the words were just on the tip of his tongue.

Yu Huailin covered Song Miqiu's mouth with his hand and said, "You can't say no."

Song Miqiu blushed even more shyly at Yu Huailin's affectionate gestures.

Seeing Song Miqiu's embarrassed look, Ming Taicheng was very happy.

"OK then!"

Yu Huailin happily hugged Song Miqiu and spun her around.

Inside the carriage

Song Miqiu was so shaken in the car that he almost threw up. Why were the roads outside the capital so steep?

Song Miqiu rubbed her aching head and clutched her chest.

"What's wrong!"

Yu Huailin asked worriedly.

"It hurts..."

Yu Huailin gently rested Song Miqiu's head against his chest.

The warmth from her chest instantly traveled to her cheeks. The strong heartbeat, combined with the warmth of her chest, made Song Miqiu so shy that she wanted to disappear into nowhere.

Song Miqiu hurriedly tried to push Yu Huailin away, but Yu Huailin's strong arms pressed her tightly against her chest.

"Rest for a bit, it'll be fine!"

Song Miqiu struggled but couldn't break free from Yu Huailin's arm, so she obediently leaned against it, which did make her much more comfortable.

The carriage had been traveling for a whole day, and finally arrived at the inn.

On the second day, when they set off, they found that Yu Huailin was not as talkative as the day before, and had become somewhat taciturn.

"What's wrong?" Song Miqiu asked with concern.

Yu Huailin simply looked out the carriage window, giving Song Miqiu a perfect profile view.

"It's nothing." Yu Huailin lowered the curtain and stopped looking outside.

"I see!" Song Miqiu noticed Yu Huailin's unhappiness but didn't ask any further questions.

"Let me tell you about my time in the palace!"

Song Miqiu vividly described the fight between Consort Lin and Consort Li in the palace, where they were left with bruises and swelling.

Yu Huailin listened to Song Miqiu's animated storytelling, but he wasn't moved by the plot. Instead, he found Song Miqiu's winking and gesturing amusing.

"Hehe, this is really interesting!" Yu Huailin watched as Song Miqiu tried so hard to make him laugh.

He couldn't help but laugh, and the atmosphere inside the carriage instantly became lively.

Afterwards, Yu Huailin gently stroked Song Miqiu's hair, his face full of doting affection and heartache.

"You weren't bullied in the palace, were you? The Empress Dowager, Consort Li, Consort Lin, and the Emperor didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

Song Miqiu shook her head repeatedly to avoid worrying Yu Huailin.

"No, no, you know, there's still Ming Taicheng in the palace. With Ming Taicheng there, he'll help me! You don't need to worry. The palace is just complicated, but luckily I can handle it."

"That's good. You must tell me if anything happens." Yu Huailin put his arm around Song Miqiu's waist and hugged her gently.

皇陵

"Imperial Physician Song, you've arrived."

The one who spoke was the head guard, who bowed to Song Miqiu.

"Yes, the Imperial Medical Academy sent me here to provide free medical services. Please make sure all the guards are properly arranged." Song Miqiu returned the greeting.

"Now that everything is arranged, we'll treat it as if Physician Song has arrived. Many of the guards here have minor health problems from years of service, so we'll have to trouble you, Physician Song."

Who is this?

Noticing Yu Huailin beside her, Song Miqiu quickly said, "This is my family member, they came to help!"

"I'm going to get busy now. You can wander around and come back soon!" Song Miqiu didn't have much time to worry about Yu Huailin.

Yu Huailin knew that Song Miqiu was busy, so he told him not to worry.

The lead guard nodded to Yu Huailin.

"Young master, please feel free to browse around. Physician Song and I will go and attend to our duties now."

Yu Huailin walked to the imperial mausoleum and stared blankly at the stone tablet inside.

As Yu Huailin traced the words on the stone tablet with his fingertips, his heart trembled slightly. Familiar names came into view, and Yu Huailin fought back tears.

An old eunuch standing nearby looked at the dark green-clad boy and his tall, upright figure, and suddenly thought of someone.

He quickly dropped the broom in his hand and rushed over as if trying to grab something.

As the old eunuch rushed over, Yu Huailin immediately looked at him warily. However, he clearly saw that the old eunuch was hunched over, his face was thin and bony, his eyes were sunken, and his hair was gray. But the familiar feeling made Yu Huailin lower his guard.

The old eunuch realized his mistake and quickly said, "I'm sorry, young master, I've frightened you. May I ask where you're from and whether your parents are still alive? You look so much like someone I know."

Knowing it was inappropriate to say anything at this moment, Yu Huailin simply denied it, saying, "Sir, you may have mistaken me for someone else. I may not be the person you know."

After Yu Huailin finished speaking, he turned his head and recognized the old eunuch as the one who had served him when he was a child.

"They look so alike, it's unlikely I'd mistake them."

The old eunuch circled around Yu Huailin, noting that he resembled both the emperor and the former young master.

"Do you still recognize this old servant?"

The old eunuch pointed to his cheek with a hopeful expression.

Yu Huailin suppressed his complicated emotions and calmly said, "I really don't know you."

The old eunuch's expectant expression suddenly turned to disappointment.

"That's right, how could that be? How could it still be there!" the old eunuch said to himself in disappointment.

Yu Huailin looked at the old eunuch serving him, but could not recognize him; his heart felt like it was being stabbed.

"Then I've disturbed you, young master. I'll be going now." The old eunuch walked forward with faltering steps.

"Thump..." The old eunuch suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Yu Huailin rushed over to help the old eunuch, only to find his eyes tightly closed.

He carried the old eunuch on his back and ran towards the place where Song Miqiu was providing free medical consultations.

"Bang..." The sound of the door being kicked open.

Song Miqiu, who was writing the prescription with her head down, took the lead. Seeing that Yu Huailin had someone on his back and that Yu Huailin looked anxious, Song Miqiu quickly stood up and went over to help.