Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince-Chapter 358: I Just Thought This Jar of Wine Suited You

Chapter 358: Chapter 358: I Just Thought This Jar of Wine Suited You

Hearing those last two words, Li Mingjue clenched his teeth, suppressing the rage in his heart, and did not immediately pour out the jar of wine.

Li Bo glanced at his face and thought to himself, thankfully he had not repeated all of Mo Qingshan’s words.

Otherwise, the Prince would probably have died of anger.

Mo Qingshan’s words were rambling, but summed up in one sentence, he believed that this medicinal wine was greatly beneficial to Li Mingjue’s health.

But Li Bo clearly heard another implication, yet he dared not delve into it.

Because of the mention of virility, the jar of medicinal wine was eventually sent to Shen Xiheng by Li Mingjue.

Fearing that the servants would not handle it carefully, Li Bo personally delivered it.

When Li Bo handed the wine to Shen Xiheng, he sized him up meaningfully.

Shen Xiheng was completely unaware of this.

He simply thought it was just ordinary wine and, knowing it was personally brewed by Mo Qingshan, a wine enthusiast, cheerfully accepted it.

Watching his joyful and open expression, Li Bo held back and still did not reveal the truth.

After all, Lord Shen had reached an age vigorous enough, it was time for him to replenish.

After the unpleasant departure from the Imperial Palace, Li Tianze had feigned illness, canceling the morning court for two days.

When Qi Yu heard this news, she laughed for a long time and gave Shi Zhou a thumbs up, "You’re really incredible, to anger Father Emperor to this extent!"

Shi Zhou, who was packing for the journey, responded indifferently, "He’s angry with himself, it has nothing to do with me."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Qi Yu quickly raised her hands in surrender, seeing her displeasure, and then flattered, "Our great hero Shi Zhou has a broad mind, how could she stoop to his level."

Shi Zhou pursed her lips, hastening her movements slightly.

Seeing her pack several outfits and some medicine bottles brought from Tuyun Village into her bundle, Qi Yu asked, "Aren’t you going to take one last look?"

Shi Zhou paused and said faintly, "There’s no time."

Qi Yu was about to say that she didn’t need to go to Qingzhou, but then she thought that Shen Xiheng, as an Imperial Envoy, would definitely be going, and how could Shi Zhou possibly stay behind; she swallowed the words before they left her mouth.

They were to depart early the next morning, yet she strangely had nothing to do today, with Chunlan and the maids at the Prince Residence taking care of her packing.

Moreover, she had stored plenty of herbs in her space, more than enough for the journey.

Mo Qingshan and several Imperial Physicians from the Imperial Hospital had set off earlier by land, collecting various useful herbs along the way as needed.

She found herself unexpectedly free for the day and was somewhat unaccustomed to it.

The matters at Yongchun Hall had already been settled, with Manager Chen being a reliable person; she felt reassured about leaving the Medical Hall in his hands.

As for the two little buns, Qi Yu thought for a while, still feeling a bit reluctant to leave them.

She had originally wanted Song Ling to stay in the capital, but he refused, citing numerous lofty reasons, saying he studied medicine intensively to save people from disasters.

Now, with the common folk in trouble, how could he not go?

Qi Yu couldn’t argue with him, so she had to let him go.

As for Liu Wensheng and Feng Yue, the two martial arts masters, after the Liu Family was overthrown, they left a letter, saying they needed to return to Evil Valley for a while.

Suddenly, the bustling Prince Residence quieted down, which Li Bo found somewhat displeasing.

Qi Yu soothed him for a while, and assured him that she would return immediately to the capital after sorting out matters in Qingzhou, which somewhat consoled the old man.

At dinner, everyone was somewhat silent.

After the meal, Qi Yu took each of the little buns by the hand, leading them around the Prince Residence.

Qi Mu’s eyes were red as she clutched her hand, looking unhappy, "Sister Yu, are you leaving again?"

Qi Xuan was slightly older and more mature, not showing his internal gloom, but his chubby little face was also downcast, clearly burdened with heavy thoughts.

Qi Yu squatted down, maintaining eye level with them and touched their little heads, smiling, "You both are almost turning into little pufferfish."

Qi Mu hung his head sadly, "I’m not a pufferfish."

Qi Xuan quickly stated his position too, "Neither am I!"

Qi Yu laughed and continued, "Alright, I misspoke. With our cute little Mu and little Xuan, how could you be pufferfish?"

Seeing that the two kids were still unhappy, she cajoled them further, until a maid finally took them back to rest.

Not long after Qi Mu and Qi Xuan had left, Qi Yu heard a commotion.

She looked forward, only to see Song Ting running over fast with a bow and arrow in his hands, his little face tight as he asked, "Cousin, are you and Brother going to Qingzhou?"

Qi Yu nodded, "Yes, we are leaving tomorrow."

Song Ting huffed lightly, clamoring, "I want to go with you!"

Qi Yu, plagued by his disturbance, pinched his little face and declined, "No."

"Why!" Song Ting asked in dissatisfaction.

With patience, Qi Yu explained, "There’s an epidemic in Qingzhou that has killed many people. Why would you, a child, need to go there?"

Song Ting had already heard this news from his grandfather and knew it was no trivial matter.

But he just didn’t want to be left alone in the capital.

"I’m not afraid. What is an epidemic to me, it’s not as scary as Song Yuting!" Song Ting retorted with a pout, clearly displeased.

Feeling that all her reasoning had been in vain, Qi Yu helplessly shook her head and took Song Ting’s hand, leading him to the study to be dealt with by Li Mingjue.

Such a noisy kid was not fun at all.

Song Ting continued to make a fuss in the study until he was finally sent back to the General Residence by Li Mingjue.

The next morning, before dawn, everyone hit the road.

As the carriages disappeared down the street, Li Bo sighed and locked the Prince Residence’s main gate tightly.

With this departure, who knew how many months it would be this time?

In the carriage, Qi Yu propped her head up, feeling drowsy.

Shi Zhou was more alert than her, simply sitting quietly with his eyes closed, resting.

Li Mingjue and Shen Xiheng rode on horses at the front, with Zhou Hong and Cailin flanking them for protection and also keenly listening out for any gossip.

Yawning, Shen Xiheng held up a jar of medicinal liquor, "I heard this was a birthday gift from Elder Mo to you. Why am I ending up with it?"

He had learned about this later and had felt it odd at the time why Li Mingjue would give him a jar of liquor out of the blue.

Fearing a mistake, he had specifically sent Ali to the Prince Qiu Residence to inquire. Li Bo accidentally let it slip, but he managed to stop the car in time, not revealing the jar’s real purpose.

Otherwise, Shen Xiheng might have stormed the Prince Qiu Residence with a sword to confront Li Mingjue.

Now, seeking conversation, he brought up the topic again.

Hearing this, Li Mingjue slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "It’s nothing. I just felt this jar of liquor suited you well."

Feeling it unjust on Mo Qingshan’s behalf, Shen Xiheng looked at him reproachfully, "That still doesn’t justify re-gifting a birthday gift. If Elder Mo finds out, he would surely be upset."

Li Mingjue scoffed emotionlessly, "I think, perhaps not."

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