No pop-up ads, so refreshing! Thanks for your support! Sounds good to me ^_^... Chapter 120

  It's again the time when peach blossoms are in bloom, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

  Nan Chongyao claimed the title of Emperor and from then on ruled supreme over all under heaven.

  Before long, Qi sent troops south against the Southern Dynasty. Although they had not yet launched a large-scale invasion, war was imminent and unavoidable.

  The commander was Murong Lin, the husband of Princess Qiuyuetian of the Northern Yan.

  Nan Chongyao's later position was left to his first wife, the second daughter of Muyongshi, Muyong Qing.

  For a time, all sorts of rumors about the two characters "Mu Rong" were circulating wildly, and even in this secluded world hidden in the valley of evil medicine, there was some news that could be heard.

  I don't know if Yun's expedition is for revenge, just like I don't understand why Nan Xiangyao did this. Informing the world that I am already dead would be the best solution, but his edict only had a few short sentences -

  Murong Shi's daughter Qing is virtuous and gentle, wise and intelligent, chaste and dignified. She should be the model of a queen for all nations. Now she is appointed as empress with imperial seal and treasure.

  I don't know how he did it, I only know that the whole Southern Dynasty is now spreading rumors about the emperor's deep affection for her. It's all because she was his first wife and accompanied him all along, so he gave her the title of Empress. Even though she was the daughter of a guilty minister, even though her body was weak and could only lie in bed in the palace all year round, even the grand ceremony of enthronement was extremely simple because of this.

  When I knew this news, Su Xiu looked at me quietly and said that he didn't send anyone to find you, but told you in such a way that he was waiting for you to come back, no matter how long it took, he would wait until the day when your heart knot was untied.

  I handed him the warm medicinal bowl, forcing a smile as I spoke to him: "You don't have to think about driving me away, from now on I'm not going anywhere, I'll just be stuck in Evil Doctor Valley."

  He didn't smile, but instead turned his head away and said calmly: "Life and death are destined, am I worth it, for you to be so heartbroken."

  I suddenly felt afraid, and that powerless and deep fear was just like the day I first returned with Lixue. In fact, at the place where we parted ways, I saw a thick green awning surrounding me, but he wasn't there.

  She was dressed in a white robe, her complexion also pale. She saw us return and her eyes moved slightly as she opened her mouth to speak. "You're back, don't leave again, okay? The young master won't keep you, but I hope you can stay with him, it won't be for much longer."

  He is behind the green screen, I can't see him, Lian Luo said, Young Master's wound healing has never been in front of people.

  Fragments of memories flashed by like shooting stars, and I closed my eyes weakly: "Every time he goes into seclusion, it's actually to heal his wounds, isn't it? I thought it was still the same as when he practiced in Cangfeng Tower before."

  "It's the same." Ling Miao ignored my shocked eyes and continued to speak calmly: "Miss, you don't have to blame yourself. Even among the people of Evil Doctor Valley, only two or three know about it. How could you possibly see through anything when Young Master deliberately tried to deceive you?"

  "What's wrong with him?" I asked in a low voice.

  "In the midst of the silent and painful voice, there was a hint of numbness: 'I don't know, young master never says anything, nor does he let us see. All I know is that he's very unwell, but I'm powerless to do anything about it, I can only watch as he uses poison to suppress the injuries within his body, time and time again.'"

  After returning to the Evil Doctor Valley, Liao Mo showed me his own prescription, and my heart sank like falling into an ice cave at that moment.

  A stubborn disease requires a potent medicine; if it's just to save one's life, then only gentle treatment is needed. How could I not understand this principle?

  So when the injuries and illnesses in his body were rampant, he could only use poison to suppress them for years.

  I gazed at the exceptionally beautiful curve of his profile, took a deep breath, and walked over to stare directly into his eyes: "You've saved me so many times, I've always owed you medical expenses. You always said you hadn't thought of what you wanted, so now I'll help you think. In the past, you praised my intelligence, trust me, I will find a way to cure your injury, just consider it as paying off the medical expenses I owe you. I know your medical skills far surpass mine, but 'a doctor can't treat himself' is an old saying, let me take your pulse, even if I'm not good at it, there's still Ling Mo, let me take a look and see how it goes?"

  By the end of it, I was almost pleading.

  And he looked at me deeply: "You stay up every night to study medical books, and accompany me during the day, even willing to use your own blood as medicine, all just to cure my illness?"

  I was taken aback, not understanding how he knew, and before I could think of a response, he let out a soft sigh: "Actually, you don't have to feel guilty or responsible. The way I am now is not because of you. My former teacher once said that I wouldn't live past my 20s, but the extra years I've lived are already a blessing from heaven."

  A gust of wind passes, and the hawthorn flowers fall like rain.

  His voice echoed in the midst of the fluttering petals, extremely faint: "From the moment I was born, my entire body has been plagued with illnesses and injuries. Among those afflictions, at least one or two are incurable even now, and three or four more have not even been named yet. That's why Master took me in, initially intending to use me as a test subject for medicine. Later, seeing that I still had some willpower and natural talent, he changed his mind and devoted himself to treating me. However, as the saying goes, 'a doctor treats illnesses, not fate.' Using poison to suppress injuries may be a desperate measure, but it's also a way to prolong one's life."

  I was so shocked that I couldn't speak, and he turned his gaze to look at me quietly: "My former master has a favor for me, so I will save you. It's also because I promised him to take good care of the woman with a new moon birthmark on her arm. So even if 'Hua Ban Ru Xue' has some backlash, I will still do my best. But what I am now is the accumulation of difficulties since childhood, as I said, my life should have ended long ago, and it's not because of you."

  I stared at his eyes, word by word: "No matter what, I still want you to get better. You promise me, there will always be a way."

  He gazed at me deeply, let out a barely audible soft sigh, and didn't say another word.

  A night of heavy rain.

  By dawn, pushing the window and looking out, the originally heavy rain had turned to a drizzle after a night, and gradually stopped.

  I went to the pharmacy, and Ling Mo handed me a basket of medicine: "The young master is not in his room, he has gone to the banks of Ruoye Creek."

  I nodded, handing her the prescription: "Miss Lianmò, this is the prescription you showed me the other day. I've added another herb as a guide, would you please decoct it first? We'll try again tonight."

  Even though I've experienced disappointment time and time again, even though I know it's just a drop in the bucket, still, I try again and again with Liao Mo, unwilling to give up.

  Ling Mo took over Fang Zi without saying a word, and after returning to Xie Yi Valley, she remained silent.

  I carried the medicine basket to the bank of Ruoye Creek, and from a distance I saw that faint dark green shirt in front of the sea buckthorn forest. As I walked closer, my heart sank for no reason. The sea buckthorn flowers scattered on the ground due to the heavy rain, and his lonely and cold back, somehow made me feel slightly afraid deep down.

  I handed him the medicine bowl, he took it and drank it down, when handing it back, he noticed my gaze, and only faintly said: "Withering is the normal state, blooming is just a past, as long as it has bloomed, there's nothing to regret."

  I felt increasingly frightened and forced a smile to change the subject, saying I wanted to play the guqin for him.

  He didn't refuse, and together we stepped into the small pavilion in the sea of peach blossoms. I played the guqin, he sat beside me watching, later on, he quietly walked over to another guqin and sat down, and together we played out this soothing and peaceful melody.

  When he looked at me, his eyes were very deep, and he quietly opened his mouth: "Qing'er, I've thought about what you mentioned yesterday about the diagnosis fee."

  I walked up to him and sat down, giving him a relaxed smile: "You know I'm empty-handed now, what if I couldn't pay?"

  "You can." He smiled faintly: "I just want you to remember from now on, no matter what happens, don't think about others, only take yourself seriously, live a good life, and pass this life peacefully. This way, even in the underworld, I will have something to report to our deceased teacher. Consider this as the medical fee you owe me."

  My heart suddenly ached, the palm of my hand clenched tightly under my sleeve, but on my face, I still wore a smile: "How does it sound like I got a great deal?"

  He also smiled, but looked at me deeply: "Promise me."

  My eyes stung with pain, so I quietly got up and turned around, took a few deep breaths in secret, and then forced myself to steady my voice and said: "I agree."

  Instead, she adjusted her emotions, opened her eyes, and smiled back at him: "But I still got a great deal, didn't I? You've saved me many times, yet you only asked for one consultation fee."

  His eyes suddenly became distant, looking over me at the sea of peach blossoms behind me. After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth: "If I could have another chance to diagnose gold, Qian'er, promise me that in the next life, if there is one, you will be with me, day after day, year after year, watching the peach blossoms bloom."

  He suddenly got up and didn't wait for me to respond, and even before I could react, he quickly raised his hand and pressed the sleep point on the back of my neck.

  I desperately tried to open my eyes, but couldn't control the soft collapse of my body. I felt myself falling into a fragrant and hazy embrace, with a single tear at the corner of my eye finally breaking free and dropping straight down.

  In a daze, I seemed to hear his voice, so low and yet so gentle.

  He said, don't make me sad, so you shouldn't be sad either.

  Still remember the shocking swan's reflection (harem)