Inside the Prince Kang’s Mansion.
Bai Yaoyu was kneeling outside Prince Kang’s bedroom.
His eyes were bloodshot, clearly from lack of sleep.
From inside, the hoarse, angry voice of Prince Kang could be heard: "You brat, get away, don’t co here to bring bad luck. I’m not dead yet, I don’t need you to take care of !"
Bai Yaoyu’s voice was firm: "Father fell ill because of my troubles. How can I justify hiding away? Let in, or else I’ll break the door down."
Prince Kang was gasping heavily: "Madam? Madam! Quickly take this brat away! There was nothing wrong initially, but now I’m so angry because of him that I feel like I’m about to die!"
"If you really realize your mistake, don’t go to such places in the future. Now that sothing has happened, what’s the use of regretting it? Cough, cough..."
Prince Kang started coughing violently, and concern flickered in Bai Yaoyu’s red eyes.
"Madam, take him away!" Prince Kang urged repeatedly.
A calm young voice intervened: "Mother is soothing my younger brother; she’s not here."
Prince Kang leaned against the door, recognizing the voice of his second son, Bai Daoyan.
He imdiately shouted: "Dao Yan, grab your brother, the two of you leave quickly. Once the Imperial Physician from the court arrives and they lock the courtyard, you won’t be able to get out!"
"Hurry up, or when I recover, I’ll beat you two brothers up."
Though Bai Daoyan was only ten, he was mature beyond his years.
His features were delicate, yet still youthful, with an air of scholarly poise in his bright, clear eyes.
However, he was dressed in golden splendor, with a string of gold beads on his right wrist, and a Pixiu hanging from them.
Bai Daoyan looked at Bai Yaoyu and extended his hand: "Third Brother, get up. Kneeling here is useless."
Bai Yaoyu hung his head low, full of remorse, his silhouette heavy with guilt.
"Father fell ill with smallpox because he went to the brothel to drag out. If I had listened to him that day, it would have been fine. I’ve heard that those with smallpox can’t be cured..."
He was filled with regret.
But he was also puzzled, why did Prince Kang fall ill while he had been in the brothel too, yet remained unscathed?
In contrast to Bai Yaoyu, Bai Daoyan appeared much calr.
"It’s not that easy to die, is it? Father just showed symptoms, and the Imperial Physician will arrive soon. Under the Emperor’s supervision, there are countless skilled doctors, no need to fear he won’t be healed."
"You staying here is more of a hindrance. If you also fall ill, won’t that make Mother worry too?"
Bai Yaoyu thought his brother’s words made so sense.
Seeing his attitude soften, Bai Daoyan extended his hand: "Get up, co with out of the courtyard first. We can talk when the Imperial Physician arrives."
Bai Yaoyu was about to reach for his hand.
Suddenly, Bai Daoyan’s face changed, and he urgently cautioned: "Careful, don’t touch my Pixiu! It’s my lucky charm for wealth!"
Everyone knew that Prince Kang’s second son, Bai Daoyan, was a business prodigy.
From a young age, he understood trade and was a genius with an abacus.
Bai Xilie was aware of his interests, and after ascending the throne, he awarded him a mine.
Who knew that with just that one mine, Bai Daoyan would start developing other industries.
In a re two years, he was among the top three richest rchants in the nation!
Now he was considered fabulously wealthy, rich enough to rival nations!
However, the exact amount of his wealth was unknown to anyone.
Bai Daoyan never ntioned it to anyone, not even his own father and mother.
He had a Pixiu charm he regarded as a lifeline, always on his wrist.
No one else was allowed to touch it, claiming it would affect his fortune.
Bai Yaoyu was long accustod to his brother’s penny-pinching ways.
He simply stood up on his own.
The brothers temporarily left the main courtyard and went to the Princess Consort Kang’s side.
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