I insist

Chapter 400: Reunion with the Two

The man with the cut fingers tried to reach in and scoop out a large amount of ointment to apply to the wound, but he stopped abruptly as soon as his fingers touched the soft ointment.

"Don't you feel it's a waste to use this on yourself?"

The young eunuch chuckled self-deprecatingly, clearly wanting to say something more, but in the end he covered the ointment, carefully put it in his pocket, and then quickly left in the direction the others had gone.

But he has slowed his pace slightly now, as if worried that his frail body might faint somewhere.

The figure gradually disappeared into the vast palace, leaving only a few specks of blood foam as evidence of what had happened there.

As Song Miqiu walked along the road, she thought of the eunuch's handsome appearance again and let out an even more helpless sigh.

"Why do so many people like to flock here now? There's nothing good about this place."

What are you saying?

Upon hearing the voice from the other side, Song Miqiu merely glanced to the side and shook her head with a smile upon seeing it was Ming Taicheng.

Seeing that she remained silent, the other person let out an even more helpless sigh, raised his hand, and stared straight ahead.

"What did you just say about coming here? What's so great about this place? Why don't you tell me why you came?"

Seeing Ming Taicheng's expression, Song Miqiu remained silent, only slightly curving her lips into a meaningful smile.

But this was not a look that could be seen by others, so he quickly concealed it and looked ahead again.

"Why did you suddenly come out? Did you come here specifically to find me?"

"Don't change the subject, or I won't tell you this question."

Song Miqiu felt somewhat helpless, but she knew that what the other party was hiding was not something that could be weighed in terms of importance or urgency, so she could only sigh once again.

After sorting through his thoughts for a while, he finally managed to force a helpless smile.

"It's nothing, I just learned in the palace that eunuchs are also divided into different ranks, each with a different salary, but they are also subject to collective punishment."

"Collective punishment? What does that mean?"

Song Miqiu didn't want to explain, but seeing Ming Taicheng's threatening look, she could only look away and helplessly explain the meaning of the term "joint liability".

But when he understood what it meant, he simply waved his hand dismissively, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

"There are just too many of these things. If you can't stand it, you can stop it with just a few words."

"But I still have to remind you, you have to consider the owner before you beat a dog. You'd better think about the palace before you strike, otherwise..."

Song Miqiu knew what this meant, nodded helplessly, and then looked at the seat next to him.

She knew everything, but she just felt helpless about people like that.

Although there are people like that at work, at least they won't lay a hand on you, let alone beat you so badly that you can't afford to see a doctor.

Song Miqiu thought of that young face and let out an even more helpless sigh.

"At the very least, we won't let someone so young suffer hardship and exhaustion outside."

"Young? I'm afraid the younger you are, the less pain you'll suffer. At least you can use that pitiful little face to get those old men to take you in as their godson."

Upon hearing this, Song Miqiu couldn't help but think of Liuli, and her face grew even more unpleasant.

As if realizing something, Makoto Mingtai frowned involuntarily. He wanted to say something more, but then he met a pair of eyes with a complicated expression.

Realizing he had said something inappropriate, he could only change the subject.

"How clumsy must that little eunuch be to have scattered everything and still survive?"

"I'm curious too, but judging from their appearance, it doesn't seem like it..."

Thinking that she couldn't casually mention her trip to Cining Palace, Song Miqiu fell silent once again, then looked up at Ming Taicheng standing beside her.

Realizing his intentions had been noticed, the other person gave an awkward smile and then looked to the side.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Makoto Akira sigh.

“Those kinds of things are far too common in the palace. If you still want to feel sorry for such things, it is a waste of your energy.”

"That's true. With so many people in the palace, there are bound to be a few who have nowhere to vent their anger but can only bully the weaker ones."

Song Miqiu shook her head, then looked away and turned to look at Ming Taicheng, who seemed to be deep in thought.

The other person also noticed the gaze directed at her, but she simply forced a smile and looked up at the imperial study where the emperor was.

"Stop overthinking. It's getting late. How about we go out for a meal?"

"If you're treating, I'll go."

Upon hearing that Song Miqiu was trying to extort money from him, Ming Taicheng didn't say much. He nodded and led his men out of the palace.

With nothing to do on the way, the two started talking about their most familiar area: medicine.

Upon hearing some novel ideas, Song Miqiu quickly banished his unpleasant thoughts and began to talk and laugh about some of the concepts from later generations.

Upon hearing this explanation, the other party became even more excited, continuing to recount the various clues extracted from it.

Seeing that the other person was about to get too excited, Song Miqiu could only cough lightly to remind them to stop gesturing wildly.

The intense gazes from all around calmed Ming Taicheng down. He gave an awkward laugh and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Waiter, a few of our signature dishes, and then..."

"Another bowl of soup, please."

Song Miqiu completed the sentence, then looked away and at the things she had found in her bosom.

Seeing her like this, Mingtai was also a little curious about what she was holding, but just as he was about to reach for it, several dishes were placed on the table.

Please enjoy your meal.

It was lunchtime, and Song Miqiu didn't stand on ceremony. He immediately picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

She thought the food tasted good, so she picked up a few more bites and noticed that the person opposite her wasn't moving. She was staring blankly behind her and couldn't help but turn around.

But just as she was about to make her move, Ming Taicheng suddenly made a sound, preventing her from turning around.

"The sliced ​​meat tasted good this time, so how come there's only so little left?"

"It's your fault for not moving earlier. I ate two extra pieces. If you want more, I'll ask the shopkeeper to prepare another bowl."

"No need! Ordering so much food would be a waste."

Song Miqiu turned to go find the shopkeeper, but Ming Taicheng let out another scream.

Sensing that something was wrong with him, she frowned slightly, but instead of turning her head directly, she raised her hand and pointed in another direction.

What are they doing here?

"What about them?"

Ming Taicheng became increasingly agitated, even standing up to try and block the other person's view with his hand, but Song Miqiu grabbed his wrist and pressed him directly onto the table.

Unexpectedly, Ming Taicheng mourned for his old bones for a moment before feeling the strength in his body disappear.

As she slowly stood up, she noticed that Song Miqiu had already turned around and was looking at Yu Huailin and Liuli, who were about to enter the private room.