Chapter 68 Everyone's putting on an act. Some people just want to be the fairy godmother!

"Pfft—"

Shen Jiuxu chuckled softly and rested his head on Jiang Yu's shoulder. "Yes, thank you for your kind words, Young Master Jiang."

"You're welcome."

Lian Quesheng rolled his eyes in envy and jealousy. He couldn't stand it anymore. The two of them were like tangled ropes, trying to strangle him to death.

If Zhou Yongyin hadn't been there, Lian Quesheng probably would have fought back. Doing these things in front of a young, unmarried man like him every day was utterly inhumane!

He finished his meal with a sour taste in his mouth, and only breathed a sigh of relief after watching Shen Jiuxu and Jiang Yu return to their room. Then, Xi Chuang pushed him back to rest.

"Wait a moment, I'll send another letter to my parents."

The paper crane fluttered out the window. Seeing this, Xi Chuang asked, "Master, do you have any news to tell Sect Leader Lian and the others?"

"It's nothing much, just the usual small talk, to make sure they don't forget they have a son waiting to inherit the family business!"

West Window: ...

"After all, the only thing that can defeat Jiang Yu and Shen Jiuxu is my silver. Therefore, Master must ensure that there are no problems with this silver." Lian Quesheng smiled smugly, threw off his outer robe, and buried himself in the bedding. "Now I can rest easy and go to sleep."

West Window: ...

He sometimes underestimated Lian Quesheng.

"Then Master should also write a letter to the sect leader of Starry Sky Palace to express his longing. If Grandmaster knew, he would surely be moved to tears."

Xi Chuang looked puzzled. He had only said it casually, but he didn't expect Lian Quesheng to take it seriously. He quickly replied, "You're right."

"Good disciple, hurry, grind the ink for me. I want to write a letter, preferably a few pages long. Master will be overjoyed. I'll share some of my earnings with you when I get paid."

Outside the window, the sky is blue and the clouds are white. Inside, one person grinds ink and the other writes furiously, just like scholars in the imperial examination, their thoughts flowing endlessly, and their writing flowing smoothly.

"What did Quesheng write back?"

Lian Chisu had just finished dealing with matters concerning the sect when she learned from her personal maid that Lian Quesheng had sent them a letter. Upon returning to her room, she happened to see Lu Buwen reading the letter and couldn't help but ask him about it.

The thin sheet of paper was so translucent under the light that it was almost translucent. Lu Buwen stared at the large characters on it, his beard bristling, and shoved it into Lian Chisu's hand. The other woman was full of anticipation, but was immediately enraged. "What kind of nonsense is this good-for-nothing writing?"

"Father, Mother, I've taken the treasures of Egret Island. Don't worry."

The elegant and unrestrained handwriting heightened the vigilance of both of them. Lian Chisu even sent someone to call Fushu, saying, "When the young master returns, do not let him into the storeroom."

"...Sect Leader, Young Master went there last time when he came back with Young Master Jiang and the others. He said... he probably won't come to the storeroom again, because... there's nothing left inside."

"What?"

Lian Chisu was so angry that she wanted to draw her sword and beat that brat a few times on the spot. "He went to get something without telling me. Who is the real master of Bailuzhou?"

"Sect Leader, Young Master said that one day it will be his."

Lian Chisu was furious, but Lian Quesheng's personality was largely due to her and Lu Buwen's indulgence.

After becoming pregnant, Lian Chisu continued to travel around as before, and ended up accidentally being poisoned. The mother was fine, but the toxin ended up in Lian Quesheng's body, who was still an infant at the time.

Her birth was exceptionally difficult, and she was pampered ever since. It wasn't until she was five or six years old that Lian Chisu realized the problem was serious and became stricter, but it didn't help much.

When Lian Chisu heard Fushu's words, she ultimately didn't want to say anything more. "It's his, it's his, let him take it all."

"By the way, Sect Leader, Young Master said he would like you to send a few more skilled physicians over there."

"Send a few more over there. Is the situation there even more serious?" Lian Chisu asked, puzzled. "How are Jiang Yu and the others now? Are they injured? Take some more pills and herbs over there later."

"Young Master Jiang has run into some trouble, but he didn't say exactly what happened. He just told us to send more people over as soon as possible."

"Jiang Yu is injured?"

"I'll go myself; you stay here and keep watch for me."

"Sect Leader?"

“You haven’t gone out for so long, I might as well go and check on you.” Lian Chisu didn’t give her a chance to object, and looked down at Lu Buwen in the wheelchair, “Are you going?”

"good."

Early in the morning, Jiang Yu was still asleep when he suddenly heard a loud banging on the door. "Jiang Yu, Jiu Xu, get up quickly."

It was the sound of a sparrow.

A white-bearded, long-haired Taoist priest followed behind him. Lian Quesheng and the priest exchanged a glance, confirming that both sides knew the entire plan. Then, Lian Quesheng felt emboldened and continued knocking on the door.

"Jiang Yu—"

Shen Jiuxu opened the door and saw the stranger outside. Suddenly, Lian Quesheng grabbed his sleeve. He hadn't expected that the method he had just discussed with Lian Quesheng yesterday would be used so quickly to find someone.

"All done?"

Lian Quesheng nodded, "You can rest assured when I handle things; you absolutely won't find any flaws."

Shen Jiuxu went to wake Jiang Yu up and patted him on the shoulder, "Quesheng has brought a doctor over and wants to take a look at your eyes."

Jiang Yu agreed without saying anything.

Lian Quesheng quickly cleaned up everything on the table, not letting any crumbs go unnoticed. When Shen Jiuxu brought Jiang Yu out, he coughed twice and said, "Jiang Yu, let me introduce you properly. He is the most famous doctor in Bailuzhou. He solved many difficult and complicated diseases back then, so you can rest assured."

"Young Master Jiang."

"Thank you for your help, doctor. I will do my best."

"I will do my utmost, Young Master Jiang, you need not worry, just leave it to me." The man clasped his hands in a fist salute, then glanced at Shen Jiuxu. That familiar face reminded him of the legendary Sect Master Shen who had ascended to immortality.

Sure enough, similar faces really do have a lot of use.

Shen Jiuxu sensed two unusual gazes. When he looked over, the person immediately lowered his head, pretending to look into Jiang Yu's eyes. After staring at those dark and deep eyes for a moment, he said, "Young Master Jiang, then I will begin."

Jiang Yu said okay and let him examine his eyes. Shen Jiuxu held his hand tightly, felt the sweat on his palm, took a handkerchief to wipe it clean, and said softly and gently, "Don't be afraid, it will definitely recover."

"If you don't restore it, then you'll stay with me for the rest of your life."

"I couldn't have gotten it."

The man examined the body for a while, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at Lian Quesheng with helpless eyes, seeking his help. When Shen Jiuxu saw this, his eyes darkened for a moment.

"To quote them verbatim."

Lian Quesheng's lips moved a few times, but no sound came out. The man stroked his beard a few times and said calmly, "Young Master Jiang, your eyes can be treated, but it will take some time."

"really?"

Lian Quesheng let out a scream first, her expression exaggerated, and grabbed the man's arm and started shaking it, "That's great, I can help you with anything you need, money is no problem, just relax."

"Then I'll have to trouble the doctor."

Jiang Yu didn't seem very happy. He curled his lips slightly and said in a gentle voice, "Thank you."

"Young Master Shen, you're too kind. It's all my duty."

"What?! This eye can be cured? That's wonderful!" Zhou Yongyin heard the voice from afar and jumped three feet high with excitement. "That's great! That's great! I knew our Jiang Yu was born with a lucky face. He can definitely solve any problem."

"Congratulations, Young Master Jiang."

Xi Chuang stared at the physician from Bailuzhou for a long time. He recognized the man; he seemed to be just an ordinary cultivator from Bailuzhou. Where did he get his medical skills?

Since the person was brought by Lian Quesheng, he didn't say anything. He just congratulated Jiang Yu, "My grandfather and I just came down the mountain and heard from Senior Brother Dianxing that the symptoms have indeed been brought under control and have not changed for several days. So Young Master Jiang, you don't need to worry. Moreover, all the major sects have sent people here, and the people said they wanted to see Young Master Jiang to express their gratitude."

Jiang Yu smiled, but he didn't seem as energetic as yesterday. He yawned and tugged at Shen Jiuxu's clothes. "I'm a little sleepy. I want to go back and sleep for a while."

"I'll carry you back."

"He probably didn't notice anything, right?" Lian Quesheng whispered. The man shook his head. "No, Young Master Lian, I think you did a great job just now. As for me, wasn't I alright?"

"Not bad, he really put on a convincing act like a miracle doctor."

Lian Quesheng took out a bag of silver and gave it to him, saying, "If Jiang Yu comes to you alone in the future, remember what to say. When it's time to save him, you won't have to do anything; someone will come on their own."

"Young Master Lian, rest assured, I will keep my mouth shut. However, I have a question: why not let Young Master Jiang directly contact the person who saved his eyes? Wouldn't it be too troublesome to set up a scheme between them?"

"Some people just want to be the fairy godmother!" Lian Quesheng said irritably. He still didn't know what the method Shen Jiuxu was talking about was, but now he could only try it as a last resort.

"Why are you unhappy?"

Shen Jiuxu keenly sensed that Jiang Yu was not in high spirits, and ruffled his hair, saying, "It's a good thing that you can see."

Are you happy?

Jiang Yu couldn't see him, so she could only clench his sleeve with her fingers. "I want the truth."

"Of course, I've always dreamed of it."

"Don't do anything foolish for me." Jiang Yu felt exhausted, his eyelids could no longer stay open, and he buried himself in his arms and fell asleep. Shen Jiuxu laid him flat on the bed and stared at his angular face. His beautiful eyes were closed, and he looked no different from an ordinary person.

A tiny flower bud quietly sprouted on her head, looking very green and without its usual fragrance. It trembled as it clung to a branch, peeking at Jiang Yu from among her hair.

In the past few days, Shen Jiuxu's spiritual power has been slowly recovering, but it has not yet returned to its previous state. As a result, the flower buds have also lost the nourishment of spiritual power and are unable to emerge.

Fortunately, Jiang Yu couldn't see, otherwise it would have been impossible to hide it. Jiang Yu's hand was on Shen Jiuxu's wrist, and he refused to let go. Shen Jiuxu stayed there with him.

The tree branch he cut down on the mountain was just waiting to take root and sprout before it could be used to save Jiang Yu.

Shen Jiuxu pulled a dagger from his sleeve, took his hand out of Jiang Yu's hand, and pushed his sleeve up a bit, revealing several bright red marks.

The dagger sliced ​​through the air, and blood dripped out, falling into Jiang Yu's mouth. Shen Jiuxu's eyes were fixed on the person on the bed, filled with longing.

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Author's Note: Congratulations to the next Best Actor: Lian Quesheng

The next recipient of the "Good Person Card," Mr. Snail—Shen Jiuxu [sunglasses]