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Fearful Servant
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It was a well-known fact that the Empress intended to seduce the Regent.
As for the method of seduction... using allure would not work.
Though the Empress was still young, she could not compete with the fresh and innocent maidens who were as delicate as dewdrops. Thus, the only remaining option was... to use aphrodisiacs!
“ Imperial Physician Song, come here, tell me, how is the preparation of the aphrodisiac going?”
The beautiful and enchanting Empress waved a silk fan as she made her way to the Imperial Medical Academy, specifically summoning the popular physician, Song Yang, and pulling him to a secluded spot to inquire.
Song Yang, however, did not possess any lewd demeanor; instead, he was quite handsome, with captivating peach blossom eyes that could ensnare anyone's heart.
He carried himself with confidence, treating the preparation of aphrodisiacs as a respectable profession. He wiggled a few fingers in front of the Empress.
“What do you mean by that?” the Empress asked, puzzled.
“You want him to be able to take a few steps...” The rest of his words were held back as Song Yang smiled openly.
The Empress playfully pushed Song Yang and laughed, “You are truly wicked... Of course, he won’t be able to take even one step.”
Song Yang wore an enigmatic expression and mysteriously handed a ceramic vial to the Empress, saying, “You know it, I know it; others do not.”
“Is it really effective immediately?”
Influenced by Song Yang's mysterious demeanor, the Empress tucked away the vial and leaned closer to him, whispering her inquiry.
“Once Imperial Physician Song makes a move, you’ll know whether he’s capable or not!”
As the Empress Dowager drew closer, crossing the boundaries of their roles, Song Yang remained silent with a smile.
The Empress Dowager noticed how close they had become, feeling the warmth radiating from each other.
She straightened her posture, cleared her throat, and announced, “ Minister Song has diligently researched medicine, and he has not disappointed this humble one. The restorative tonic he presented truly extends life, which brings great comfort to this humble one. Let us reward him with a hundred taels of gold.”
“Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty.” Song Yang bowed slightly.
The young Empress Dowager concealed a smile behind her fan, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she departed.
Standing straight in place, Imperial Physician Song felt a chill creeping up his back.
...
That night, the Empress Dowager hosted a banquet in the back garden, inviting eligible young ladies to attend.
Lazily reclining on a couch, the Empress Dowager inquired of the Young Emperor about any girls he had taken a liking to and their family backgrounds. Meanwhile, her gaze drifted towards Imperial Physician Song, who was surrounded by a group of charming young ladies.
Standing tall like a green pine, Imperial Physician Song exuded an air of elegance and refinement, reminiscent of a gentleman whose warmth was as gentle as jade.
With his witty and humorous conversation, the young ladies around him soon found themselves blushing and lowering their heads, their hearts racing.
The Empress Dowager felt a pang of discomfort upon witnessing the scene.
If these young ladies knew that he was merely a lowly court physician, whose main duty was to study aphrodisiacs, she wondered how quickly they would flee.
She summoned Imperial Physician Song closer and said to the Young Emperor, “Lord Song has grown up alongside me. Now that I have children of my own, this Minister Song remains all alone.”
The Young Emperor, still young and playful, immediately picked up on her words and asked, “Aiqing, is there anyone at this banquet who catches your eye? I can arrange a marriage for you.”
“I am honored, Your Majesty. Ever since my late wife passed away, I have wished to honor her memory and have no desire to take another wife,” Song Yang replied earnestly, his voice filled with emotion, causing listeners to feel sorrow and tears to well up in their eyes.
“Lord Song... had a wife?” the Young Emperor asked in confusion.
The Empress Dowager snorted softly; such excuses had been used many times before.
Heaven knows that Song Yang's “late wife” had died suddenly before even entering the household; how could he speak of such deep feelings? Yet she still sought to smooth things over, saying, “That was a long time ago; it is understandable that Your Majesty is unaware. Since that is the case, we shall not force him.”
The Young Emperor clicked his tongue and said, “Very well then. If Aiqing has someone in mind, do not hesitate to tell me.”
“Thank you for your kindness,” Song Yang replied with a slight bow.
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