A glimpse
Weng Xilai wanted to pretend to have an ambiguous relationship with Jiufang Mingyuan in front of her, but it backfired and she was furious.
"You..." Weng Xilai was extremely embarrassed after being exposed in front of him. He felt even more jealous of Yi Wu and warned her through gritted teeth, "We'll see."
After saying those harsh words, she pushed the ground hard and walked away with "thump, thump, thump".
After hearing the two bickering, Jiufang Mingyuan caught a glimpse of the red figure not far from the door. He became nervous unconsciously and subconsciously recalled whether he had done anything wrong just now.
After confirming that there was no inappropriate behavior, he breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately came to his senses and felt annoyed with his reaction.
The pair of eyes that were still filled with anger stared straight at Yi Wu. She took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and walked in with determination.
It is true that Jiufang Mingyuan is angry, and it is extremely difficult to get the life-extending pill, but Qingpu cannot wait, and Yiwu must give it a try.
There is no one else in the hall, so there is no need to send everyone away.
Yi Wu stepped on the powder in the porcelain bowl, stood in the center of the hall, and bowed respectfully, "Young Master."
Jiufang Mingyuan suppressed his emotions, leaned back on the throne, and glanced at her indifferently, asking in a cold tone, "What's the matter?"
"I have an important request." Yi Wu stood up straight, not wanting to argue with him. She directly stated her purpose, "I heard that the young master has a life-extending pill. Can you sell me one?"
"Sell?"
Jiufang Mingyuan chuckled, his anger dissipating considerably. He held his chin and asked her, "What are you going to use to buy such a precious item?"
As far as he knew, Yi Wu was not fond of money and had no savings, while he was not short of gold and silver, so he wanted to see what solution she could come up with.
Yi Wu was silent for a moment. She didn't have any valuable treasures in her hands, and she couldn't ask for it for nothing. So she said, "I can agree to three conditions from the young master."
"As long as it's something I have and something I can do, please feel free to ask for it, Young Master."
"Is that so..." Jiufang Mingyuan nodded with interest and pondered for a moment. "Before that, please answer a question for me truthfully."
The word "truthfully" made Yiwu hesitate for a moment, but she had no choice but to agree, "Young Master, please ask."
Jiufang Mingyuan kept his palm supporting his chin, his fingertips slowly stroking the edge of the mask, wondering what question to ask in order to get a "truthful" answer.
Before he could think it through, his heart suddenly ached, and the two toxins that he had been suppressing suddenly erupted, rolling wildly in his blood.
The piercing pain was unbearable. Jiufang Mingyuan bent down and covered his chest with his hands. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he was unable to speak.
Yi Wu had been waiting for him to speak, but when she saw that something was wrong, she rushed forward in two or three steps, "Young Master, I'm sorry for the offense."
She reached out to pull Jiufang Mingyuan's arm, ready to help him suppress the poison, but he grabbed her wrist tightly, stopping her movement.
"I'm asking you," Jiufang Mingyuan endured the severe pain, his eyes bloodshot, and asked through gritted teeth, "Did you leak the news of my poisoning to the immortals?"
A spy has reported back that the immortals suddenly attacked a few days ago because they learned that he was poisoned and feared that they would not be able to repel the immortal soldiers on their own.
At this moment, when the poison took effect and Jiufang Mingyuan was in great pain, the only thing he wanted to ask her was this question.
Looking at that look, if Yi Wuruo couldn't give him a satisfactory answer, he would probably rather die in pain than let her help him at all.
"no."
Yi Wu pulled out her hand with force and tapped Jiufang Mingyuan's important acupoints to prevent the poison from spreading.
Then, she cast a spell, injecting magic power into him to suppress the poison, and said slowly: "Young Master, you were poisoned to save me. Do you think I am such an ungrateful person, who took advantage of you being poisoned to take your life?"
Jiufang Mingyuan pursed his lips tightly and did not answer. He looked up at Yi Wu with his eyes, allowing her to input magic power into him.
Unconsciously, the pain gradually subsided, and he slowly sat up. Hot sweat on his back soaked his clothes, and he looked a little tired.
To this day, Jiufang Mingyuan has secretly read ancient medical books and tried various methods, but has not been able to successfully detoxify these two poisons.
Not only that, the frequency of poisoning is increasing.
Yi Wu stopped moving, a hint of worry creeping up between her brows. She hadn't expected the consequences of Jiufang Mingyuan saving her would be so serious.
After much deliberation, Yi Wu took a half step back and solemnly promised, "I will definitely find a way to cure your poison."
This is what she deserves to repay.
Jiufang Mingyuan nodded slightly, without comment, and leaned on the armrest to rest.
Yi Wu didn't say anything else, just stood quietly by and waited. Later, she was really sleepy and simply sat down on the ladder nearby.
She leaned her head against the pillar and closed her eyes to rest.
The two sleepy people fell asleep one after another without realizing it.
The candle was burning on the table, and a breeze blew, making a slight crackling sound.
I don’t know how much time had passed when the palace maid who served breakfast came in very quietly. After seeing what was happening in the hall, he didn’t dare to disturb them and quietly left.
As soon as he walked out of the palace gate, Jiufang Mingyuan silently opened his eyes.
Just when I thought Yiwu had left, I caught a glimpse of bright red from the corner of my eye. Turning around, I saw Yiwu sleeping against the pillar.
At that moment, Jiufang Mingyuan actually felt that it was a good feeling to be able to see her as soon as he opened his eyes.
After staring at it for a while, he finally felt a chill on his forehead. He took off his mask and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
Hearing a slight rustling sound, Yi Wu suddenly woke up and looked back.
She felt that she might still be dreaming, otherwise how could she see Liu Yu wearing Jiufang Mingyuan's clothes and sitting on the throne of the Young Master of the Winged Demon Palace with a sullen face.
Yi Wu was unsure, so she raised her hand to rub her eyes. When she looked again, the person sitting there was still Jiufang Mingyuan wearing a golden mask.
"What are you looking at?" Jiufang Mingyuan stood up and resumed his usual aloof and self-possessed demeanor.
"Nothing." Yi Wu retracted her gaze, shook her head to get rid of the illusion, and then stood up, speaking in a normal tone, "What do you think of my suggestion, Young Master?"
Jiufang Mingyuan walked down the stairs, his hands behind his back as he slowly walked out. He actually relaxed and said, "It's not impossible to give you one, but..."
Upon hearing this, Yi Wu quickly caught up and asked anxiously, "Young Master, please feel free to ask for any conditions you have."
Tomorrow is the last day of the Qingpu half-month period, and we cannot waste a single minute.
"Look around me..." Jiufang Mingyuan pretended to look around and asked her, "Is there anything missing?"
Yi Wu looked around, but didn't feel anything was missing. "What's missing?"
As the young master of the demon clan, he has everything he wants. He has power, money and influence, and even beauties are eager to serve him.
Jiufang Mingyuan glanced at her with dissatisfaction and quickened his pace towards the bedroom. Yi Wu had to continue to catch up with him.
"I am stupid, please tell me clearly, young master." No matter what, she must get the life-extending pill.
There are less than two days left. Even if Yiwu goes to Ji Ming to ask the immortals for help, it may not be too late.
Jiufang Mingyuan stopped, and Yi Wu was caught off guard and bumped into his back. She covered her nose and stepped back, with tears in her eyes.
Meeting her eyes, Jiufang Mingyuan froze for a moment before finally reminding her calmly, "What did you see last night?"
Last night...are you referring to Weng Xilai?
Yi Wu's brain raced, going over what she had seen last night in her mind, and tentatively asked, "Young Master, are you saying we're short of a gatekeeper?"
"Gatekeeper?" Jiufang Mingyuan raised his finger and poked Yiwu's forehead with force, as if he was disappointed in her. "What the hell is going on in your head? Are you still sleepy?"
Yi Wu's head was tilted back by being poked again and again, and she was indeed much more awake.
She took a deep breath, took a big step back, and suddenly understood, "Young Master is short of a female official in charge."
"From now on, I will serve you wholeheartedly and will not allow anyone else to disturb you, Young Master." Yi Wu's eyes were clear and full of patience. "Young Master, do you have any other instructions?"
Jiufang Mingyuan withdrew his hand, thinking silently for a moment, and his gaze fell on her waist, which was empty. "Where is your jade flute?"
Yiwu then lowered her head and looked down, holding her breath unconsciously.
She used to wear a delicate jade flute, half a foot long, hanging from her waist. It was translucent, small and round. Although Yiwu never played it, she loved it very much.
It was made by Liuyu himself as a gift for her coming of age when she was still young, and he specially named it Yunyin.
When she was seriously injured, Qingpu took off the jade flute for fear it would hurt her wound. Later, when the Wind God came to visit, Yiwu, fearing recognition by the immortals, simply put the Yunyin away, no longer dangling it openly around her waist. Unexpectedly, Jiufang Mingyuan remembered it.
She raised her right hand, palm facing up, and the jade flute slowly took shape. "Isn't this a rare item? What does the young master want with it?"
"I like it." Jiufang Mingyuan stretched out his hand to take it, but Yiwu retracted her fingertips and held the jade flute tightly.
She was reluctant in her heart, after all, this was a gift from Liu Yu, and it was the only one left.
Yi Wu always felt that Yunyin was more than just an object; it carried their memories. Even if there was no possibility between them, if Yunyin was gone, then there would be nothing left.
The outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, Jiufang Mingyuan raised an eyebrow and looked at her, "Why, you can't bear to let go?"
"I dare not." Yi Wu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, slowly opened her fingers, and made up her mind to send Yun Yin forward. "Since Young Master likes it, then it is Young Master's."
Jiufang Mingyuan nodded with satisfaction, picked up the jade flute, twirled it with his fingers, and quietly admired her nervous gaze.
After turning around a few times, he slowly reached his other hand into his clothes, took out a small brocade box, and prepared to hand it to Yi Wu.
He handed over the life-extending pill, but did not let go. Instead, he reminded her, "Don't forget the three conditions."
"Three?" Yi Wu was puzzled and asked in confusion, "Doesn't the two just now count?"
Jiufang Mingyuan held up the Life-Extending Pill and said matter-of-factly, "Of course not. This is a Life-Extending Pill. Have you decided whether you want it or not?"
Even though she felt angry at being played with, Yi Wu didn't dare to refute anything, fearing that he would regret it. She quickly reached out and snatched the brocade box, "Of course."
After finally getting the elixir, she didn't waste a moment and immediately rushed back to Jiyu Palace to find a way to feed it to Qingpu.
Jian Qinyuan helped bring warm water, opened the brocade box, took out the life-extending pill, crushed it and added it into the water.
Somehow, when the life-extending elixir dissolved, a faint fragrance wafted into the nose, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Yiwu inexplicably felt that the smell was somewhat familiar, but she had no idea where she had smelled it.
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