"Zijin, are you okay? Why is your face so much worse than yesterday?" Jing Wen quickly walked to Zijin and helped Zijin walk to the dressing table.
Zijin glanced at himself in the dressing mirror, with disheveled hair, pale face, and dark bags under his eyes...
When I look like this, I don't look like a human being at all. I just look like an innocent soul who died a tragic death.
"Why did you seem to be getting worse after taking Dr. Liang's medicine yesterday?" Jing Wen held Zi Jin's head and asked anxiously.
"Cough, cough..."
Zijin wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he coughed heartlessly and violently.
"How can you go out and learn an instrument like this?"
Jing Wen looked at Zi Jin and said anxiously: "It's better than this, you don't want to go today.
I'll go tell the consul Mr. Cao about a holiday!
I think he also saw the second prince when he took you back to Zhongxiu Palace yesterday and asked you to take a sick leave. I think he would not disagree!"
Zi Jin leaned close to the bronze mirror and looked at his face. He was really too haggard.
I also had a severe headache and my throat was dry and sore.
I guess I must have caught a cold while watching the rain yesterday.
So he nodded and said: "Then help me announce a holiday to the consul Mr. Cao!
But it’s best to say it in private, I don’t want other beauties to misunderstand..."
"I know!" Jing Wen took Zijin's hand and walked towards the bed, saying:
"Then you rest first. When you are free later, I will ask someone to find the imperial doctor for you."
"No need! It's just a common cold. There's no need to go to the doctor."
Zi Jin refused Jing Wen and said: "I don't want to make it seem like I want to be pretentious."
"But your illness..." Jingwen was still worried!
"It's okay, I grew up eating melamine.
I have eaten all kinds of gutter oil, Sudan red, and clenbuterol.
It's such a minor thing like a cold, just take a nap and it'll be fine!" Zijin comforted Jingwen in turn.
－－－－－－－－－－－－－Ninth update (updated: June 2, 2011 15:28:41)