Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 218 – Giving Medicine to Mother_1

Chapter 218: Chapter 218: Giving Medicine to Mother_1

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“However, who would have thought that the Empress would be suspicious of the Duke of Zhen’s manor, and with one imperial edict, forbid the legitimate sons of the Duke’s family from joining the army and defending their homeland at the border?”

“Your father, his wings forcefully clipped at such a young age, was detained as a hostage in Capital City, his youthful dreams turned into mist. At that time, who could understand how painful his heart was?”

“Even so, he disregarded mother’s feelings, indulged in a life of pleasure, married a singer, and spent every night drunk with music.”

Lin Jinyu still held a deep grudge: “He allows all those mistresses to bully you, mother, and doesn’t care at all. As his son, should I just sit by and watch?”

“Jinyu, your father has his own difficulties.”

With a heavy heart and tear-filled eyes, Ye Xue’e held back for a long time, but eventually, the tears fell.

Lin Jinyu’s suppressed sadness: “Mother, your health is deteriorating, and yet you still speak up for him?”

“Jinyu, mother is fine.”

Ye Xue’e leaned forward, grasping Lin Jinyu’s hand: “There are some things which it is not yet time for you to know. Don’t worry about your mother, just focus on your training, excel in the Autumn Martial Arts Examination, and become the Martial Arts Champion. That would be the greatest comfort for me.”

“Madam Lin, young master Lin, I was entrusted by someone to deliver medicine to you.”

As the mother and son were talking, a benevolent-looking monk entered from the courtyard, dressed in the robes of a Foshou Temple monk.

Medicine?!

Lin Jinyu and Ye Xue’e exchanged glances, both mother and son seeing disbelief in each other’s eyes.

“Who asked the master to deliver the medicine?”

Lin Jinyu got up from the stone bench, approached, and took the medicine bottle from the monk’s hand.

A small white jade bottle the size of a thumb, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, shaped like a flower vase.

His keen gaze lingered on the creamy white jade bottle for a moment, his eyebrows slightly furrowed and his thoughts turbulent.

The monk described truthfully: “It was a little girl about eight or nine years old, dressed in pink flowered clothes, with two goat horn braids, big eyes, fair-skinned, and very beautiful.”

“Why does she want to send medicine to my mother? What’s her explanation?”

Lin Jinyu looked puzzled, as he was quite certain that he had never met this person.

Glancing back at his mother, Ye Xue’e shook her head slightly, signaling that she too did not know her.

“She said that she had the good fortune of traveling together with Madam on the mountain, and she heard Madam coughing outside the sedan. She concluded by the sound that Madam must be suffering from chronic worry, and that led to a heart disease, which is why she presented this medicine.”

The monk paused for a moment, recounted the little girl’s words in his mind before speaking them verbatim.

“Did she say anything else?”

Hearing this, Lin Jinyu was utterly shocked and his heart raced.

“She also said that there are a total of sixteen pills in the medicine bottle, and that Madam should take one pill in the morning and one in the evening every day, for a total of eight days. After that, Madam’s chronic illness will be healed. However…”

The monk recounted as closely to the original words as possible.

“What is it?”

Lin Jinyu took a deep breath.

“It’s said that only the heart can heal what troubles the heart.”

The monk recounted truthfully: “The cause of Madam’s illness is her constant worries, which have accumulated into a disease. In the future, she should let go of these worries, and when she has trouble soothing her thoughts, she should come to the temple more often, reciting the Heart-purifying mantra a few times, which would be beneficial to Madam’s health.”

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“Where is she now?”

Lin Jinyu’s eyes were piercing as he made up his mind in an instant, asking the girl who had sent the medicine to come to their courtyard and personally diagnose his mother.

The monk looked apologetic: “Young master Lin, please don’t be angry, I don’t know.”

“When and where did the master meet her?”

Lin Jinyu’s breath was unsteady, and he persistently asked with unwillingness.