novelbest Chapter 1587 - 1569
Chapter 1587 - 1569
"You could say it’s serious, but also not that serious." Luo Qi said with one hand behind his back, scratching his chin thoughtfully with the other.
The housekeeper was bewildered, "What’s with this serious or not serious talk, Boss Luo? Give us a straight answer! Can you cure this illness or not? Can you wake up the Princess Consort?"
His tone became urgent as well, "Boss Luo, if anything happens to the Princess Consort, you’ll be held accountable!"
Luo Qi glanced at him dismissively, chuckling, "Housekeeper, you’re speaking falsely. It’s not me who made the Princess Consort fall into a coma, it’s her unwillingness to wake up. Who’s to blame for that?"
"You!" The housekeeper did not expect Luo Qi to talk back, uttering such rebellious words, and was instantly infuriated.
"I think you are trying to rebel!"
The housekeeper rebuked angrily, glaring at Luo Qi, his cheeks flushed due to anger.
Luo Qi simply smiled faintly, "Housekeeper, don’t rush. I’m not talking back, just stating facts."
The housekeeper looked at Luo Qi suspiciously, "What do you mean?"
"The Princess Consort is not physically ill, but she won’t wake up because she chooses not to,"
Luo Qi said wistfully, "Whether the Princess Consort has any unresolved issues, that is something the housekeeper must investigate on your own."
The housekeeper was stunned, unsure of what to say, as Luo Qi pointed out, the Princess Consort’s reluctance to marry the Prince is known, but now the forced marriage is successful. Should they annul it?
He can’t make that decision, and moreover, the Prince wouldn’t agree.
"I’ve said all I need to say, what to do next is up to you."
Finishing his words, Luo Qi prepared to leave.
But after taking just a few steps, he was intercepted, "Stop there!"
Luo Qi turned around, puzzled by the housekeeper, yet somewhat expected, "Why, does the housekeeper want to keep this old beggar in the Prince Manor for dinner?"
"Dinner?" The housekeeper snorted, "You think too much. You haven’t healed the Princess Consort; you deserve to be punished!"
The housekeeper said furiously, waving to the attendants behind him to surround Luo Qi, "Today, it seems you’ll be dining in the Prince Manor’s prison!"
Luo Qi remained calm, scanning the surroundings, smiling and shaking his head.
Just as Luo Qi was about to be taken away, Feng Luo rushed out in a moment of anxiety, "Do you even speak of reason?"
Feng Luo angrily charged forward, pointing at them to scold.
The housekeeper did not expect Feng Luo to barge in, momentarily stunned, "How dare you! How did you get in here?"
Chu Ge saw Feng Luo rush out; it was too late to stop her, helplessly, he had to follow.
Standing behind Feng Luo, he coldly watched the housekeeper and the attendants.
"This is a heavily guarded place. Dare you trespass? Are you tired of living?" The housekeeper ordered the people nearby, "Seize the intruding assassins!"
Feng Luo glared furiously at the housekeeper, hands on hips, "Have you lost your mind? Saying we’re assassins!"
"Trespassing the Prince Manor makes one an assassin!"
The housekeeper seemed to find a chance to vent his anger at the Beggar Gang, mocking Feng Luo and Luo Qi, "What are you waiting for? Capture these three immediately!"
"Yes!"
The attendants stepped forward with weapons, closing in on them.
Luo Qi hurriedly waved his hands, "Please, brave men, my little girl has been unruly since young. It’s my poor upbringing."
Lowering his voice, he scolded Feng Luo quietly, "Who told you to follow along!"
"Father, why do you lower your voice to speak with them? They’re not worthy!"
Feng Luo’s words provoked the housekeeper further, suggesting they, of noble status, were unworthy of speaking to a lowly beggar?
The housekeeper was even more enraged, "Why are you hesitating? Isn’t the Prince Manor paying you for nothing? Capture them now!"
The soldiers were about to advance, but Chu Ge was faster, quickly stepping to Feng Luo’s front, addressing the housekeeper, "I have a way to wake up the Princess Consort."
The housekeeper looked at Chu Ge in disbelief, "You? On what grounds?"
"No grounds." Chu Ge smiled lightly, his gaze landing on the sharp weapons, "But I have one condition."
"Oh, you dare negotiate terms? You’re unable to protect yourselves now. Trespassing the Prince Manor is punishable by death!"
The housekeeper said viciously to Chu Ge, noticing Chu Ge was not dressed like a beggar, he was mildly skeptical but soon steadied himself; anyone with Luo Qi and Feng Luo couldn’t be that good!
"Rest assured, I won’t ask for gold or treasures. My condition is if I can wake up the Princess Consort, you let us go without pursuit."
Chu Ge said calmly.
The housekeeper squinted, unwillingness filled his heart.
Finally having a chance to humiliate Luo Qi and Feng Luo, how could he let it pass?
But the Princess Consort’s situation was pressing. The Prince would be back soon, and if the Princess Consort remained unconscious, they’d face consequences!
The housekeeper pondered briefly, weighing the pros and cons, looked sharply at Chu Ge, and asked, "Are you sure you can heal the Princess Consort?"
"If I fail, you’ll have grounds to blame me," Chu Ge remarked casually, "While hesitating, I might have already healed her."
With a twitch at the corner of his mouth, the housekeeper responded, "I’ll give you one more chance!"
He said, stepping aside to make a path.
Chu Ge smiled slightly, said nothing, ready to stride forward, but was held back by Feng Luo, "Are you sure you can do this?"
Feng Luo eyed Chu Ge doubtfully, even Luo Qi couldn’t resolve this, how could he?
The question was, did he know medicine?
"This is serious. Everyone’s lives are in your hands."
Feng Luo whispered.
Chu Ge smiled, "Rest assured, now we have no alternative but to try."
Feng Luo watched Chu Ge, his confidence causing her to frown slightly, but at this point, she had to let him try his luck with the situation.
"Chu Ge, let me tell you, if we die, it’s your fault!"
Luo Qi stepped forward, pulling Feng Luo back, "Watch your words; how can you blame Mr. Chu for this!"
Feng Luo pouted, just talking, after all, it was his idea.