Chapter 7: Sleeping Until Every Bedboard Breaks

The bed frame in this mortal world was truly made of inferior wood; not only was it hard as rock, but it was also rotten. He had only just fallen asleep last night when the bed frame gave a "crack" and collapsed completely in the middle, making it impossible to sleep.

If it were anyone else, they would have simply changed rooms.

However, given his luck, even if he were to swap through every room in the entire inn, he would still manage to collapse the bed frame in every single one of them.

And yet, he was a man who cared deeply about his pride...

This was, of course, not some form of self-deprecation on Chu Jinchen’s part, but a fact that had truly happened in the past.

So, he sat on the edge of the bed, spending the long night in a state between sleep and wakefulness.

Moreover, this body was too weak. After such an ordeal last night, he caught a cold today, leaving him feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

Thinking of this, Chu Jinchen sniffled, and with a heavy nasal tone, said faintly, "I slept well, I slept quite well."

He didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt about telling such a blatant lie.

Even though Ye Zhenhuang was suspicious, she could only give a non-committal "Oh," and then proceeded to finish her breakfast in a few quick bites.

"Your Highness, it’s not appropriate for us to be wearing these clothes. Why don't we go to a clothing shop in town and buy some new ones to change into? What do you think?" Once she was full, Ye Zhenhuang suggested with great interest.

Chu Jinchen looked down at his bright red wedding robes, thinking it would suffice to let Li Hao buy two sets for them. He was feeling a bit unwell now and really didn't want to go out.

He nodded, but just as he said the word "Fine," Ye Zhenhuang stood up with a "swish."

"Let's go!" As she spoke, she walked over and grabbed Chu Jinchen’s arm.

Chu Jinchen felt that Ye Zhenhuang’s strength was surprisingly great; she pulled him up with ease, and her dominance left him no room to refuse.

"General Li, do you have any money on you?" Ye Zhenhuang looked at Li Hao.

"Yes, yes!" Li Hao hurriedly took a heavy pouch of gold coins from his storage ring and offered it with both hands.

Ye Zhenhuang didn't stand on ceremony; she took the money pouch and led Chu Jinchen outside, with Li Hao immediately following behind.

Chu Jinchen looked at the small bundle tightly strapped to Ye Zhenhuang’s arm, thinking that since she clearly had many burial jewels from the coffin, asking Li Hao for money like this was a bit... well...

"General Li, the Princess Consort and I are going out for a stroll. You don't need to follow us. Prepare the carriage and wait here; we will depart for the city as soon as we return." Ye Zhenhuang said, waving her hand at him dismissively.

Upon hearing this, Li Hao looked troubled. "How can that be? Let this subordinate follow to protect—"

"Master Gui can accompany us instead." Ye Zhenhuang waved her hand to interrupt Li Hao, pointing at the Ghost Mirror that had just stood up alongside Chu Jinchen.

Ye Zhenhuang had described the Ghost Mirror as an alchemist, and once Li Hao heard that an alchemist would be accompanying them, he naturally said nothing more.

Ever since she broke through to the third level of the Earth Warrior stage this morning, she felt much more confident facing Li Hao.

Of course, although the recent fluctuation of vital energy had been noticed by others, no one knew it was her who had broken through, so Li Hao still regarded her as a good-for-nothing.

Thinking of the way Ye Zhenhuang had just postured toward him and the gold coins she had taken, Li Hao couldn't help but spit at her retreating back, feeling utter contempt.

"Hmph, a piece of trash like you dares to order me around and act so arrogant!"

Not long after the three left, a soldier brought someone over with a note and handed it to Li Hao: "General, the orders from Fenglan City have arrived."

Li Hao read the note, then looked up at the messenger, his face turning dark and twisted. "Ye Zhenhuang, I’ll show you what’s coming to you soon enough!"

...

Dragging the weak Chu Jinchen along, Ye Zhenhuang asked for directions and went straight to a medical clinic in town.

"Why are we here?" Chu Jinchen sat in the clinic, still confused.

He felt unwell and hadn't wanted to move in the first place, but he had been dragged along by Ye Zhenhuang the whole way. He had struggled several times to break free, but unfortunately, he had failed each time. Now that they were at the clinic and his body finally had some freedom, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Chu Jinchen remembered how Ye Zhenhuang had been all over his new body while they were in the coffin last night; it was clear she had some ulterior motives.

However, this body was his, and he wouldn't give it to anyone.

Thinking this, Chu Jinchen shifted to the other side of the chair, slightly increasing the distance between himself and Ye Zhenhuang.

Ye Zhenhuang glanced at him but said nothing. Instead, she called the shopkeeper over: "Doctor, please prepare these herbs, and brew them here as well."

As she spoke, Ye Zhenhuang deftly picked up a pen and paper, wrote down a prescription, handed it to the shopkeeper, and placed the pouch of gold coins on the table.

The shopkeeper glanced at the heavy gold coins and immediately said obsequiously, "No problem, I’ll go instruct the medicine boy right away."

"Getting medicine... are you sick?" Chu Jinchen asked, puzzled. Looking at her full of vigor, she didn't look like a sick person at all.

Before long, a young medicine boy brought over a bowl of medicine: "Guest, your medicine is ready."

Ye Zhenhuang took the medicine, checked that the temperature was just right and that there were indeed no issues, then handed it to Chu Jinchen: "Drink it quickly. This medicine is very effective for reducing fever."

Hearing this, Chu Jinchen was somewhat surprised.

"Reducing fever? For me to drink?" Chu Jinchen felt dizzy and bloated, looking at the bowl but not taking it.

"Yes, you have a fever, so of course you need to take medicine." Ye Zhenhuang said as if it were a matter of course. She stood up, walked over to Chu Jinchen, took his hand, and shoved the bowl into it.

On the way here, she had checked Chu Jinchen’s pulse and discovered that he had indeed caught a cold and was running a fever.

Their bodies had been dead for several days; although the Cold Jade could preserve the corpses well, the bodies themselves were damaged and therefore very weak. She had undergone an automatic cleansing of her meridians and marrow, and with the tempering of vital energy, she appeared stronger, but Chu Jinchen was not the same.

However, it was no wonder Chu Jinchen was sick; in her memories, he had always been frail and sickly.

Recalling everything Chu Jinchen had done for the original owner of this body—the way he had fought desperately to shield her from demonic beast attacks, and the inseparable love they shared—Ye Zhenhuang felt it was necessary to treat him better, as a way to repay some of the debt on behalf of the original owner.

At this moment, Chu Jinchen was still in a daze, completely unaware that his body had been touched at close range by Ye Zhenhuang again.

Of course, he was even less aware of how this once unlearned and unskilled Ye Zhenhuang could possibly know how to write a medical prescription.