The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1340

Chapter 1340: 652 Jiaojiao Makes Her Move (Double Update)_2

Jing Er Ye stood at the doorway of his eldest brother like a startled quail, uncertain whether to enter or leave.

When it came down to it, his big brother’s illness was his fault.

On the way back to the residence, they encountered the courtesan parading through the streets, and he just... lingered for a few too many glances, delaying their return and getting caught in a sudden downpour.

The carriage was drenched, and both he and his big brother ended up like drowned rats.

His own martial arts-trained body could withstand it, but his big brother surely suffered.

The second lady had just returned from burning joss paper and gave her husband a fierce glare, "It’s all your fault!"

Jing Er Ye sheepishly responded, "Blame me, blame me, it really is my fault."

He hadn’t expected it to rain; had he known, not even the sight of the courtesan could have made him linger, not even if she were bathing!

The second lady was annoyed with him, but she couldn’t help feeling sorry for him as well, and said in a grievous tone, "The porridge is ready. Go eat something before you come back."

Jing Er Ye sighed, "I have no appetite. I’ll stay here. Once my big brother is fine, then I’ll leave."

The second lady said, "Your staying won’t help, you can’t aid Miss Miao in any way."

Jing Er Ye thought for a moment, "Then... I will go and kowtow to our ancestors."

With that, he turned and left.

The second lady watched his retreating figure and helplessly shook her head.

Inside the room, Miao Ruoxin was treating the Duke.

She didn’t particularly like having outsiders watching when treating patients, so besides her, there was only a personal maid she had brought from the Chen State.

The maid had a basic understanding of medicine and would assist her with the preparations, acting as a medicine boy.

"The triangular needle," Miao Ruoxin, seated beside the bed, extended her hand to the maid.

The maid handed over a brand-new triangular needle.

The Duke had a persistent high fever, so Miao Ruoxin used the triangular needle to prick the Duke’s Dazhui acupoint and let out a few drops of blood.

After the bleeding, she treated the Duke’s wound and turned him to lie flat on his back.

"Go urge them to hurry the medicine."

"I already urged them just now, they said it will be soon."

Miao Ruoxin said nothing more.

Being roused in the middle of the night had exhausted her.

Just as she was about to ask her maid to pour a cup of strong tea to stay alert, she heard a faint voice.

Her eyebrows furrowed as she looked towards the Duke, who seemed to be muttering in his coma.

But these subtle movements weren’t noticed by the second lady. _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}