A life of two souls traveling through time

Chapter 155: Impossible Conditions

Three days later, at noon, Yan Zong woke up. He opened his eyes and found himself lying in a quiet and dim secret room. He couldn't help but be alert, but the smell of medicine that immediately entered his nose made him feel relieved. He was still limp all over and couldn't sit up by himself. He could only turn his eyes and look around. The secret room was not big but tidy and empty. In addition to the bed under him and the table and chairs under the skylight, there was only a wooden shelf against the wall filled with various sealed bottles and jars.

At this moment, one of the walls of the secret room moved slightly, and a strong light swept in, and then a figure appeared. Sanxiu walked in with a food box. He was surprised to see Yan Zong who had woken up, and immediately frowned.

Yan Zong opened his thin lips slightly but no sound came out, which caused a coughing fit, and his throat felt as painful as if it was being cut by a knife.

"You just woke up and your throat hasn't recovered yet, shut up." Sanxiu came to Yan Zong with a stern face and helped him up. He then took his hand and felt his pulse. Although the pulse was weak, it gradually stabilized. He felt relieved and took a bowl of medicine soup from the food box and handed it to him, and continued: "Since you are awake, drink it yourself."

The color returned to Yan Zong's stern face a little. He took the medicine in front of him and sipped it slowly. The bitterness stung his throat, but he just frowned slightly and continued to drink all the medicine.

Sanxiu couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw Yan Zong drinking the medicine with a resolute and patient look on his face. This kid only made him hate him when he was injured. Then he took out a piece of cake from the food box and said, "Here, this is made by Yu Cheng. He guessed that you would wake up today, so he was busy in the kitchen early."

In fact, Yu Cheng did not just start entering the kitchen today. These days, in order to express his gratitude to Mr. Sanxiu for saving his prince's life, and knowing that Mr. Sanxiu always loves to eat, he tried to cater to his tastes. He showed off the cooking skills he learned from the cooks some time ago. Sanxiu was naturally very happy after enjoying a feast for several days. He had never realized that the boy next to the prince was so skilled.

Yan Zong naturally liked the cakes made by Yu Cheng, but he had no appetite for such sweet things at this moment, so he just looked at the cakes in Sanxiu's hand and shook his head.

"You just woke up and your spleen and stomach are still weak. You really can't eat these." Sanxiu expected Yan Zong's refusal. He then stuffed the pastry in his hand into his mouth, and finally took out a bowl of rice soup from the food box and handed it to him.

Yan Zong speechlessly took the bowl of rice soup from the other person's hand. After drinking the medicine and the bowl of rice soup, he finally had some strength to speak, although his voice was still a little hoarse.

"Where is this? Where is Yu Chengren?" Yan Zong asked Xiang Sanxiu in a hoarse voice.

"The secret room in my room is usually used to store rare medicinal herbs, not to hide people. The bed you are sitting on is also a temporary one." Sanxiu continued vaguely while eating the cakes in the food box: "He went back to the barracks and said he would bring you some clothes to change."

"Why did you put me in this secret room?" Yan Zong continued to ask in a cold voice.

"Don't you want A Yao to see you in such a miserable state? The best way is to hide you." Sanxiu pretended to be calm, but he was actually very happy in his heart. In order to prevent his apprentice A Yao from discovering the unconscious Yan Zong, he was worried every day. He asked Mr. Fan to keep A Nuo under control and not let him go to the medicine store. At the same time, he told Yu Cheng to be careful when going out and not to be discovered by A Yao. He also tried his best to send A Yao out under the pretext of follow-up visits or going up the mountain to collect herbs.

"Thank you." Yan Zong lowered his eyes, looking depressed. He was glad that Mr. Sanxiu had hidden him so well, but he was also heartbroken and depressed because he couldn't see her even though he was so close to her.

"I saved your life again." Seeing Yan Zong's lonely and melancholy look, Sanxiu felt reluctant but still spoke. He must take this opportunity to cut the Gordian knot and make this kid's feelings for A Yao go away.

"What are your conditions, sir?" Hearing the hidden meaning in Sanxiu's words, Yan Zong raised his cold eyes and asked nervously. Sanxiu has always been indifferent to fame and fortune, and never disdains to use his medical skills as a bargaining chip to negotiate conditions with others, unless...

"Let A Yao go. I can't watch her go through the same path as your mother. I failed to protect your mother back then. Today, I must protect A Yao. If you really care about your mother, you should understand what I am saying."

Yan Zong closed his eyes in despair. As expected, this was the condition he was afraid of and absolutely could not do.

"Sir, Si Yao is not my mother, and I am not my father. We are different..."

"Hmph, we are all on the scale of imperial power, what's the difference? You are now helpless, you can't even handle a woman, how can you protect A Yao? My disciple A Yao is smart and kind, she will definitely be a good doctor who saves people in the future, why should she be dragged into that dirty vortex and be destroyed by you?" Seeing that Yan Zong still didn't give up, Sanxiu didn't intend to show mercy, snorted coldly, got up and walked to the skylight, questioning sharply. The anger in his heart with hatred also rose, his eldest disciple was dragged into the vortex of the deep palace by the heartless emperor on the imperial power, and finally did not have a good end.

Mr. Sanxiu's words were like thousands of arrows piercing his heart, leaving Yan Zong without the strength to resist. He was also choked to the point that he didn't know how to speak.

Yes, he could not fight against his almighty father, nor could he escape from the vortex of power he had been trapped in since childhood. Now he was plotted against by his own princess and almost lost his life. What could he use to protect Si Yao?

However, it is impossible for him to give up Si Yao completely!

"A Yao will practice medicine and heal the wounded in the future, and Sanxiu Pharmacy can be her lifelong home. Even if she wants to find a husband in the future, he will treat her well wholeheartedly. A Yao is a free plum blossom growing on the edge of a cliff in the mountains. She is not suitable for a mansion like your Zongwang Mansion where there is intrigue and scheming." Seeing Yan Zong silent, Sanxiu continued.

"What do you mean by not saying anything?" The secret room was quiet for a while. Seeing that Yan Zong was still pretending to be dead, Sanxiu asked impatiently.

"I can't meet this condition. Let me try another one." Yan Zong opened his eyes, his face cold and stern, and said without question.

"You...you are just like your heartless father, selfish! Ruthless! Cold-blooded! You only care about yourself and never care about other people's lives!" Upon hearing this, Sanxiu was immediately furious and pointed at Yan Zong and started cursing. If it weren't for the sake of his poor eldest disciple, he would have kicked this kid out of the medicine store at this moment.

"I can promise you, sir, that I will never disturb Si Yao before I can give her a promise. Please also protect her well in the medicine shop." But Yan Zong ignored Sanxiu's anger and still spoke in a cold voice.

"You mean A Yao still has to wait for you? Why? I will find a husband for A Yao starting tomorrow!" San Xiu was furious when he heard this. He jumped up and down in anger and said it deliberately in anger.

"Your self-determination is for Si Yao's own good, right?" Yan Zong sneered, raised his sinister eyes and looked at San Xiu, as if warning: "If you find a husband for Si Yao, I will let her remain a widow."

"You..." Sanxiu was so angry that he almost vomited blood and couldn't speak. Based on his understanding of Yan Zong, he would definitely do what he said.