A female noble, disguised as a man from birth and treated as a puppet, finds herself transmigrated into the body of the heir of the Jun family. After taking a fake death potion that actually kills ...
Chapter 47: Once Again, She Was "Seen Naked"
As the pain reaches its peak and begins to subside, the world also begins to recede into the distance along with the pain.
It's so cold. Mu Xi started shivering.
"Dr. Luo, hurry..." Mu Xun's voice was already choked with sobs.
Mu Xi felt a chill run through her body, but as Mu Xun held her tightly in his arms again and again, she felt waves of warmth flowing through her.
Alternating chills and fever, Mu Xi's eyelids grew increasingly heavy.
"Don't sleep, not yet..." Mu Xun's voice was already choked with sobs.
Mu Xi didn't want to sleep, but the feeling of heaviness was overwhelming, like being trapped in a swamp, and the more she struggled, the deeper she sank.
In the end, they didn't even have the strength to struggle anymore.
Just as she was about to give up, Mu Xi suddenly felt something soft land on her eyelids, like a dragonfly skimming the water, creating ripples in her heart.
I tried to force myself to open my eyes and see what was pecking at them.
In the dim light, a hot tear fell onto her cheek.
"No, no, not now... Don't sleep, don't sleep..." Mu Xun's face was covered in tears, and she was on the verge of collapse.
Is he crying for her?
Mu Xi has lived two lifetimes and has never seen a man cry for her.
Rain patters on banana leaves, dew drips from green bamboo.
Finally, there is a concrete form.
For a moment, Mu Xi couldn't feel the pain in her chest.
"That's enough." Doctor Luo smeared the burnt medicine ash on a handkerchief and pressed it to his chest.
"Ah..." The burning, sharp pain struck again.
Mu Xi only managed a half-uttered cry of pain before Mu Xun pulled her tightly into his arms once more.
Doctor Luo quickly wrapped and bandaged the wound.
Mu Xi once again experienced excruciating pain, like being on the verge of death.
"It'll be alright, it'll be alright... It won't hurt anymore, it won't hurt anymore..." Mu Xun's gentle voice murmured in my ear, like soothing a baby.
After finishing bandaging, Doctor Luo breathed a sigh of relief: "It's a good thing that you can still cry out in pain."
Mu Xi was gently laid flat, already drenched in sweat.
Doctor Luo then took her wrist and checked her pulse.
Mu Xun gently wiped away the tears that Mu Xi had shed from the intense pain with his fingertips.
After a long pause, Doctor Luo breathed a sigh of relief: "Very good, although the heart meridian is damaged, the heart energy is still acceptable."
Yes, ambition.
Having passed one test, Mu Xi naturally thought of the fairy maiden's personality again.
After all, the fairy's personality gave her essence to herself to survive until now.
However, from now on, she will never see her fairy sister again, which inevitably causes her heartache.
Doctor Luo immediately noticed: "Don't overthink it, don't focus on it. The more peacefully you can sleep now, the better it will be for your recovery."
The greatest tragedy is not even being free to grieve.
Mu Xi didn't even have the strength to grieve anymore. In the last moment before she closed her eyes, she saw two rows of bloody teeth marks on Mu Xun's arm.
"Did you bite that out yourself?" Before she could think any further, Doctor Luo inserted silver needles into some acupoint on her head.
I'm finding it increasingly difficult to stay alert.
Only Doctor Luo's voice remained: "You should rest well, and sleep as soundly as possible."
Mu Xi was unable to reply; her consciousness rapidly faded.
The last thing he seemed to hear was Physician Luo speaking to Mu Xun: "Now you can let me treat your wounds, right? As for the remaining poison... there's a lack of medical care and medicine here, so this isn't a place to stay for long. You all have to go back to your residence to discuss it further."
Then Mu Xun's voice returned to normal: "Indeed, once the Crown Prince is stable, we will return to Moyang City."
Doctor Luo's voice was filled with worry: "What about the rest?"
Mu Xun's voice was unusually decisive: "We can't wait..."
Oh, right, Ze Lan, and Ze Lan.
Zelan was also injured while protecting herself.
They got separated?
Mu Xi's last consciousness allowed her to think about these things before she succumbed to deep darkness.
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Mu Xi didn't know how long she had been unconscious, until an old woman's voice vaguely appeared above her head: "Oh, the young master has woken up?"
Slowly opening my eyes, I saw a wooden bed with emerald green gauze, light silk curtains, and intricate carvings of nine-colored clouds...
The scene was familiar; she had returned to the East Courtyard of the Prince of Jin Fangjun's residence, to her inner chamber.
The next second, two sinister, rat-like eyes shot over.
Mu Xi was startled and suddenly stood up to dodge, but the large movement aggravated her wound.
"Hiss..." The wound on his chest tore open, and he gasped for breath.
The woman with rat-like eyes watched coldly, gloating: "Tsk tsk, the prince's wound is real, and so is the view on his chest, it really is..."
Mu Xi supported herself with one hand and pressed her other hand tightly against her wound before she could finally lift her head.
Han family?
The stepmother, Gao, was ostensibly the wet nurse, but in reality, the biological mother.
How did this old woman end up in her inner room?
"What's wrong? Did the young master not get shot in the chest or become mute? Why aren't you saying anything?" Han's two round, beady eyes moved closer, no longer showing the timid and cowardly look she had when she was scared to death by Mu Xi's sword.
How did this person end up in her inner room?
Mu Xi was filled with doubt and suspicion, and subconsciously looked for someone.
The inner room was quiet, with no one else besides the two of them.
Looking out the window again, the moonlight was like a hook, and it was already late at night.
Upon closer listening, there wasn't even a sound of footsteps outside.
The silence was eerily quiet, which made Mu Xi increasingly uneasy.
Madam Han replied calmly, "Your Highness need not look for him. Right now, only this old woman is here to 'serve' you."
Why is it that every time I wake up, my "own people" are not there?
Mu Xi couldn't help but doubt her own character and luck.
Han's voice was particularly jarring in the eerily quiet inner room: "You were quite talkative before, Your Highness, so why are you silent now that you've been shot by an arrow?"
"What day is it today?" Mu Xi asked, her voice hoarse, her throat burning as if on fire, her whole body feeling unbearably hot.
Madam Han understood what Mu Xi wanted to ask: "The young master has been unconscious for three days and three nights since he returned to the manor injured."
He was unconscious for another three days and three nights?
Mu Xi moved her body slightly; the wound on her chest had clearly not yet healed, but she had indeed regained some strength.
Han's rat-like eyes gleamed with a greedy, almost predatory light, which fell entirely on Mu Xi's bleeding chest: "Your Highness, Your Highness, this old woman doesn't even know if I should still call you 'Your Highness' anymore."
Mu Xi was all too familiar with, or rather, utterly disgusted by, that look in her eyes.
Her chest wound had not yet healed, so she naturally could not bind her breasts with a tube top.
Before I woke up, the old woman had sneaked in, and she had obviously seen me naked.
Madam Han remained calm and composed, a sly smile on her face: "Hehe, so many years have passed, my daughter was right after all. You really are an imposter, no wonder you've been hiding and acting like a guilty thief."
The same thing happened a second time.
XXX, Mu Xi felt like a million grass mud horses were galloping through her mind.
This is another attempt to take advantage of her illness to spy on her health.
Whether it's her or the original owner, they are now legitimate daughters of the prestigious Jin Fangjun Mansion. How could they tolerate being humiliated by these despicable people time and time again?
Mu Xi was once again "seen naked," and disgust, humiliation, and anger surged into her heart.
The violent side of his mind seized the opportunity to shout: "Kill her, we must get rid of her..."