Chapter 92 I Saw You, Ninth Brother

Night, Anguo Princess Mansion, Nuange.

The air was filled with a faint scent of calming incense and herbs.

The candlelight was shrouded in a gauze lamp, its light as soft as water.

Mu Yu lay obediently on the soft couch, her little face buried in the soft brocade quilt.

Xie Zhiwei sat upright, his expression serious beyond his years.

In front of him lay a gleaming silver needle case.

The twelve gold needles of varying lengths gleamed with a cold and sacred luster in the candlelight.

Mu Fang, Chu Chongjin, Yan Ziche, and Xiao Beichen, four grown men, stood around her, holding their breath, even more nervous than Mu Yu, who was lying on the couch.

Mu Fang, in particular, stared intently at the golden needle Xie Zhiwei was about to pick up, his tiger eyes wide open.

His posture suggested that if Xie Zhiwei were to tremble even slightly, he could pounce on her and devour her whole.

“Duke Protector of the Nation,” Xie Zhiwei said without even raising his head, his voice cold, “If you keep staring at me like that, my hands might really start to tremble.”

Mu Fang blushed and awkwardly took a half step back, but his gaze remained fixed on Mu Fang.

Yan Ziche muttered under his breath, "Your Excellency, this is called 'loving someone so much you want them to live, staring at someone so much you want them to die.'"

Xiao Beichen, listening from the side, was completely confused: "What does that mean?"

"What I mean is, if the Duke keeps staring at her like this, Doctor Xie won't need to use acupuncture anymore; he can just heal the princess with his eyes." Yan Ziche said this nonsense with a straight face.

"Ahem!" Chu Chongjin coughed lightly, stopping their whispers.

"Zhiwei, let's begin."

Xie Zhiwei nodded, ignoring the few clowns beside her.

He took out the thinnest gold needle, heated it over a candle flame, then focused his mind and precisely inserted it into the first acupoint around Mu Yu's eye.

"Little Yu'er, don't be afraid," Mu Fang comforted softly, though his voice trembled slightly.

"Don't be afraid," Mu Yu's muffled voice came from under the covers, "Brother Zhiwei's needles don't hurt at all, they're just a little itchy."

She's already quite familiar with this young miracle doctor.

After each acupuncture session, Xie Zhiwei would give her a specially made mint and fritillaria sugar pill, which was refreshing and delicious.

This was a promise she made to him.

As the golden needles were inserted one by one, the acupoints around Mu Yu's eyes, such as Qingming, Zanzhu, Sizhukong, and Tongziliao, were quickly covered by twelve golden needles.

From a distance, it looks like a small golden hedgehog.

"Your Highness." Xie Zhiwei finished the needlework and looked at Chu Chongjin.

Chu Chongjin understood, stepped forward, and sat down on the stool that Mu Fang had brought.

The stool was positioned perfectly between him and Mu Yu.

Mu Fang stood behind Chu Chongjin like a door god, arms crossed, his gaze shifting back and forth between Chu Chongjin's outstretched hand and the back of his daughter's head.

Chu Chongjin shook his head helplessly.

My father-in-law's vigilance is truly ever-present.

He took a deep breath, cleared his mind of distractions, and mobilized the true dragon energy within his dantian.

A wisp of dazzling purple-gold energy flowed along his meridians and slowly gathered at his fingertips.

His fingers gently rested on a single gold thread connecting the ends of all the gold needles.

"It's about to begin, Little Fisherman." His voice was so gentle it could melt your heart.

"Yes!" Mu Yu nodded vigorously.

The next moment, the purest and most yang dragon energy, like a river bursting its banks, rushed into the meridians around Mu Yu's eyes through the golden threads and needles!

"Hmm!"

Mu Yu's small body trembled violently.

An indescribable burning sensation exploded around her eyes in an instant!

In previous treatments, the dragon energy flowed gently, like a trickle.

This time, however, it is a raging torrent, determined to break through the last solid barrier in one fell swoop!

"Hold on, Little Yu'er!" Mu Fang shouted anxiously, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Mu Yu felt as if her eyes were being roasted on a fire, or as if they were being pricked by countless tiny needles.

It hurts a lot, and it's very hot.

Her little face scrunched up, and tears streamed down her face involuntarily.

"Daddy...it's so hot..."

"Little Yu'er!" Mu Fang rushed forward anxiously.

"Don't move!" Xie Zhiwei shouted sharply to stop him. "This is the final hurdle. The dragon energy is breaking through the seal. Success or failure hinges on this! If you stop now, all our previous efforts will be in vain!"

Mu Fang abruptly stopped, his tall frame frozen in place, his eyes instantly reddening.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Chu Chongjin's forehead.

Controlling such a massive amount of dragon energy to deliver a precise impact is also a huge drain on him.

But what pained him even more was that small figure suffering in agony.

His voice carried a soothing quality and clearly reached Mu Yu's ears.

"Little Yu'er, think of chilled fish scale jelly, think of sweet osmanthus cake, think of Master Wang's freshly made scallion pancakes."

"Think of the sizzling lamb leg and the roast suckling pig from Deshunlou."

The magic of delicious food is boundless.

Mu Yu's mind immediately conjured up all sorts of delicious food.

The burning sensation in my eyes seemed to be somewhat relieved by these illusions.

"Ninth Brother..." she cried out, her voice trembling with tears, "I still want to eat... strawberry-flavored cotton candy..."

“Okay,” Chu Chongjin agreed without hesitation, “Once you’re better, I’ll buy you all the cotton candy in the capital.”

"Um……"

Mu Yu gritted her teeth, enduring the burning pain.

In the sea of ​​her consciousness, the pond of blessings was churning violently.

The small dragon-shaped phantom seemed to sense its master's pain, and suddenly opened its mouth, taking a big gulp of the purest golden national fortune dragon energy from the bottom of the pool!

Then, it transformed into a golden light, following Mu Yu's consciousness, and rushed straight to the area where her eyes were.

Outside, Chu Chongjin's purple-gold dragon energy was launching a fierce attack.

Inside, Mu Yu's own innate supernatural abilities were also responding.

Two forces, working together from the inside and outside!

"boom--!"

Mu Yu felt a loud bang in her mind, as if something had been completely shattered.

The burning pain receded like a tide.

Instead, it brings an unprecedented coolness and comfort.

It's like a riverbed that has been dry for a long time, finally being filled again with clear spring water.

At that moment, all the gold needles simultaneously emitted a slight buzzing sound.

Xie Zhiwei's eyes lit up.

"It's done!"

With a flick of his wrist, the twelve gold needles seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, instantly flying back into the needle case.

Chu Chongjin also withdrew his finger, his face somewhat pale, but his eyes were full of joy.

The warm room was completely silent.

All eyes were focused on the small figure lying motionless on the tatami mat.

Mu Fang even forgot to breathe.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

After several seconds, Mu Yu slowly, very slowly, raised her head.

She slowly turned around.

Then, she opened her eyes.

What kind of eyes were those?

It is clearly black and white, and as clear as the purest mountain spring.

On her long eyelashes, glistening teardrops still clung.

But those eyes no longer held the confusion and emptiness they once did.

Instead, it was filled with... light.

She blinked, her long eyelashes resembling two small fans.

For the first time in her eyes, the world appeared so clearly and vividly.

She saw the soft candlelight overhead, no longer a blurry halo, but with the delicate cloud patterns on the lampshade clearly visible.

She saw the antique-style furniture all around her, and could clearly see the delicate grain of the wood.

Then, her gaze fell on the people surrounding her bed.

She saw her brother Yan Ziche, dressed in a moon-white long robe, holding paper and pen in his hand, staring at her in astonishment, his handsome face filled with disbelief.

She saw Uncle Xiao Beichen, that towering man, whose eyes were red-rimmed, mouth agape, and a look of utter disbelief on his face.

She saw... her father.

The father who would always hold her in his arms.

His face was no longer a blurry black and red outline.

She could see his broad forehead, his tightly pursed lips from nervousness, and the tears welling up in his usually dignified eyes.

"Father..."

She reached out her small hand and gently stroked Mu Fang's cheek.

The touch is warm and real.

I see you.

Mu Fang's tall body trembled violently, and he could no longer hold back; two streams of tears welled up in his eyes.

He hugged his daughter tightly, choking back tears, unable to utter a single word.

Mu Yu buried her face in her father's broad arms, feeling the familiar and reassuring warmth.

After a while, she peeked her little head out from her father's arms.

Her gaze passed over her father's shoulder and landed on the young man sitting on the stool, his face somewhat pale, but with a gentle smile on his lips.

He was wearing a dark brocade robe, with subtle cloud patterns embroidered in gold thread at the hem.

His eyebrows and eyes were like a painting.

His nose was high and straight, like a mountain.

His lips were slightly upturned at that moment.

His eyes, as deep as the starry sky, reflected her small figure, filled with smiles and...doting affection.

This was the first time she had seen him so clearly.

So... this is what Ninth Brother looks like.

It was a hundred times more beautiful than she had imagined.

Mu Yu's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

She looked at him, and he looked at her.

Having crossed the boundary between darkness and light, their gazes finally met in the air.

Mu Yu suddenly broke free from Mu Fang's embrace and jumped off the bed barefoot.

She ran to Chu Chongjin, looked up at him with her little face, and said, word by word, in an extremely serious yet joyful tone:

“I see you, Ninth Brother.”

A simple sentence, yet it seems to possess the most moving power in the world.

At this moment, Chu Chongjin's heart softened completely.

He reached out, wanting to pat her head as usual.

However, the little girl did something that surprised everyone.

She stood on tiptoe, opened her arms, and gave him a tight hug.

Its small body is soft and carries a refreshing scent of milk and herbs.

"Thank you, Ninth Brother."

The sound from my arms was muffled, yet incredibly clear.

Chu Chongjin's body stiffened for a moment, then slowly, with an almost tender gesture, he gently embraced her back.

However, this heartwarming hug did not last more than three seconds.

"Cough cough!"

A deliberate cough, full of "murderous intent," rang out from the side.

With a dark expression, Mu Fang, like an old father who had caught his own cabbage being eaten by a pig, forcibly pulled Mu Yu from Chu Chongjin's arms and put her back in his own.

"Okay, okay, you can see now. Your eyes need more rest."

As he spoke, he gave Chu Chongjin a wary glare.

Chu Chongjin: "..."

Yan Ziche and Xiao Beichen were trembling with suppressed laughter.

Only Xie Zhiwei remained aloof and indifferent. He took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and poured out a shiny sugar pill.

"Open your mouth."

Mu Yu obediently opened her little mouth.

A cool and sweet mint fritillaria sugar pill fell into her mouth.

So sweet.

Mu Yu squinted her eyes happily.

It's so good to be able to see the world.

A world where we can eat sugar would be even better!

What she didn't know was that the moment she opened her eyes...

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the originally illusory dragon shape became completely solid.

It surrounded the dragon aura of national fortune, emitting a silent dragon roar, and the entire blessed pond shone with golden light.

The scroll of the "Chrysanthemum and Auspicious Clouds Record" unfolded on its own.

[Innate Divine Ability - Eye of Fortune, upgraded.]

A line of small, golden, ancient seal script characters slowly emerged.