The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!

Chapter 852 - 763: Seeking Someone

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Seeing Xia Wenjin enter, Ning Yujun’s face shed its weariness, revealing a smile: "Wenjin is here!"

Xia Wenjin said, "Master, I’m here to check your pulse!"

Ning Yujun replied with a smile, "I heard you’ve been quite busy outside, yet you still come every other day to check my pulse. I feel much better now; if you’re busy, you don’t need to come so frequently!"

Xia Wenjin, while checking the pulse, said, "It doesn’t take much time; Master’s health is important." As she finished checking the pulse, her expression relaxed, and she said, "You can stop the medication now. The stagnation in Master’s internal organs is gone, and the pulse disrupted by the Life-sharing Butterfly is smoothed out. Once the scabs on the arm fall off, there will be no more problems."

Mu Ziyu, on the side, asked, "Master, with so many wounds on your arm, will there be scars after the scabs fall off?"

Ning Yujun didn’t really care about the scars, but before she could speak, Xia Wenjin already smiled and said, "Naturally, there won’t be any. The topical medicine I applied for Master has ingredients that remove scars; after the scabs fall off, it will be almost the same as when there were no wounds!"

Hearing this, Ning Yujun couldn’t help but take a deep look at Xia Wenjin. As Xia Wenjin was applying the topical medicine, she suddenly said, "He’s no longer around, right?"

Xia Wenjin’s hand froze; she raised her head and met Ning Yujun’s gaze.

Ning Yujun showed a slight smile, though the smile was rather poignant: "I don’t understand medicine, but I know a little. Some time ago, I thought I didn’t have long to live, and that feeling must have been brought on by the Life-sharing Butterfly. He didn’t want my life, but once he died, the butterfly lost control, right?"

Xia Wenjin was silent for a moment, nodding silently.

Sometimes, a kind lie might comfort someone, but there’s no need to continue when the truth has been guessed; that’s deceit!

Ning Yujun did not speak.

Beside her, Mu Ziyu was quite anxious, signaling to Xia Wenjin with her eyes while saying, "Master, let’s not think about the past, it’s been so many years..."

Having already revealed the truth, Xia Wenjin couldn’t take it back. She thought for a moment and said, "In fact... the butterfly that was removed only proves that another one is already dead, but it doesn’t necessarily mean the host of that butterfly is no longer in this world! Because if I could remove it for you, others could also remove theirs!"

Ning Yujun glanced at her two disciples and smiled, "Don’t worry, I’m fine, and I’m not thinking about those things."

She smiled at Xia Wenjin, "Wenjin, do you have time a month from now? Master will take you all back to Qingzhou!"

She used the word "back."

Xia Wenjin also knew that the headquarters of the Dayan Sect was in Qingzhou. Master wanted to take her back to the sect, to let the sect people recognize her, just like in her past life. Master not only accepted her as a disciple but also did not want her to feel alone and unsupported, letting her know that the Dayan Sect was her backing.

Threads of sorrow welled up in Xia Wenjin’s heart, and without thinking, she replied, "I have time!"

Huangfu Jingchen ruined Huangfu Yuxuan’s good deeds, preventing him from gaining control over the Patrol Guards. Although ambitious, Huangfu Yuxuan doesn’t fight battles he’s not confident in, so he couldn’t act in the coming months and had to strategize otherwise, giving her some time.

Liqing Palace.

Palace maids and eunuchs came and went, carrying hot water and towels. What was brought in was clean and white, but when brought out, it was stained with yellow grime.

The Imperial Physicians Meng Zhang and Luo Jia were ordered by the Emperor himself to treat the Seventeenth Princess, so they had to come once a day.

Their decocted medicine was fed to the Seventeenth Princess’s mouth with difficulty. These past two days, the Seventeenth Princess was no longer in a coma and could eat some food, unlike before when she refused all sustenance.

This was already the fourth day since the Emperor had given the order. Although she could eat, and her life was not in immediate danger, there was no sign of improvement in the sores on the Seventeenth Princess’s face, with the yellow fluid continually flowing.

A once delicate princess was now terrifying in appearance; the clean water and white towels were for wiping the dirt from the horrid sores on the Seventeenth Princess’s face.

Although the cleaning was done by the palace maids, the two Imperial Physicians only guided them from outside the curtain. Watching the clear water turn yellow and the white towels become yellowed left them truly alarmed.

They knew this was on the face.

If this continues, even if the sores heal, what would become of the Princess’s face?

More importantly, it has already been four days, and they had boasted that it would be cured in seven days.

Meng Zhang felt bitter in his mouth; he was puzzled too. He had treated many such sores or boils before, none were particularly complicated, and he had seen and treated many different conditions. Typically, as long as the pus in the sores matured and drained, it would be just a matter of five or six days.