Chapter 105 Are you robbing me?
Yu Zhiyi seemed oblivious to the commotion outside, simply wiping the ashes from her palms with a handkerchief: "A transfer talisman should cost at least five hundred taels. We'll have to ask the Prince of Xiaoyao for that money."
The Empress Dowager summoned Yu Zhiyi to the palace this time precisely for the sake of Prince Xiaoyao.
After that day, the carefree prince was paralyzed on the bed, and his entire lower body lost sensation. He could not stand up and move freely, and he could not even maintain a sitting posture by his own strength.
Although the imperial physicians all said it was a man-made injury, the Empress Dowager stubbornly believed that it was related to evil spirits and could surely be resolved through metaphysical means.
This led to the scene where someone was sent to invite Yu Zhiyi to the palace.
When the carefree prince learned of this, he found his mother's actions utterly absurd.
Putting aside whether that woman's mystical methods could cure diseases, even if they could, how could that woman possibly have such a kind heart?
However, he did not speak up to stop it.
A metaphysical master who can foresee the fortunes and misfortunes of others, yet cannot foresee his own death—is this joke enough to keep the entire city of Shengjing laughing for years?
Then he heard the announcement: "The Empress Dowager has arrived, His Majesty has arrived, and Physician Yu has arrived!"
The Carefree King: "..."
That woman was actually alright?
Only when he saw Yu Zhiyi standing unharmed before him did the carefree king believe that the people he had sent were utterly useless.
Yu Zhiyi wasn't injured at all; not even a single piece of her clothing was torn.
The carefree king concealed the gloom in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, Yu Zhiyi greeted him with a bright smile: "Greetings, Your Highness."
At that time, the Emperor and Empress Dowager were walking ahead of Yu Zhiyi, so apart from Prince Xiaoyao, no other master saw Yu Zhiyi's smile.
Some palace servants did see it, but Prince Xiaoyao was concerned about his reputation. He knew that Yu Zhiyi was mocking him, and he was too ashamed to complain. He could only swallow his anger.
The Empress Dowager said, "Doctor Yu, I summoned you here to ask you to examine whether the Prince of Xiaoyao still carries any evil spirits."
The carefree king was disdainful, but he was always gentle and polite in front of outsiders, so he said nothing.
However, his gaze did not fall on Yu Zhiyi.
He was handsome and had a gentle demeanor. With his eyes lowered, he looked every bit the melancholy beauty.
Why the depression?
This is naturally because he will be unable to walk properly in the future.
The Empress Dowager, preoccupied with her own imagination, conjured up a dramatic scene of her son's distress over his injury. Her heart ached, and her tone grew increasingly urgent: "Doctor Yu, if you can cure Prince Xiaoyao, I will surely reward you handsomely."
The Emperor also said, "I haven't rewarded you for clearing away the evil spirits for the Empress Dowager last time. If you can really cure the Prince of Xiaoyao, I will double the reward."
The carefree king frowned.
The Empress Dowager and the Emperor were both led by the nose by this woman.
Yu Zhiyi seemed oblivious to the mockery and resistance in the Prince of Xiaoyao's eyes, and said calmly, "Your Majesty, I can. However, the Prince's injuries are too severe, requiring a great deal of my energy and resources..."
She can heal him today, but if he "accidentally gets injured" again in a couple of days, then it's none of her business.
After severing ties with the Yu family, her mind became increasingly calm, and she increasingly admired the Tianji Sect's guiding principle—"My actions reflect my heart."
The Empress Dowager and the Emperor both beamed with joy. The Emperor waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely not let you suffer any losses."
The carefree prince finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Doctor Yu, I remember that you are proficient in metaphysics, not medicine, right? I have already consulted Daoist Yun Qingzi of Longhu Mountain. The Daoist said that I am not haunted by any evil spirits. The reason I am unable to walk properly is because I have suffered a serious injury to my waist."
"Are you suggesting that Daoist Yun Qingzi made a mistake in his judgment?"
Yu Zhiyi has been with the Tianji Sect for ten years since she was seven. Although she had only secretly traveled among the common people under an assumed name and had not seriously learned about the metaphysical sects of this world, she had still heard of Longhu Mountain as the orthodox sect of metaphysics.
However, the general public only knew the facts but not the reasons behind them, so she didn't know much about it.
After all, her master only taught her skills, not gossip.
She didn't know who Yun Qingzi was, but...
“Master Yun Qingzi is right. The prince’s injury has nothing to do with evil spirits; it is simply an injury.”
As if he had caught something incriminating, the carefree prince turned to the Empress Dowager and the other man with a mocking smile: "Mother, brother, you see! She admitted that she was lying!"
If he could move other parts of his body at this moment, he must have already jumped up.
Unfortunately, it's not possible.
That's why his sudden head turn and attempt to raise it high seemed so abrupt.
The Empress Dowager and the Emperor frowned simultaneously. The Emperor said nothing, but the Empress Dowager looked at Yu Zhiyi and asked, "Doctor Yu, what exactly is going on?"
"Your Majesty..." Yu Zhiyi explained to the Empress Dowager, but his mocking gaze was directed at the Prince of Xiaoyao: "But Taoists do not only learn the skill of 'mountain arts'. Other skills such as medicine, divination, physiognomy, and fortune-telling will be established later."
She smiled slightly and said, "I am not very talented. In addition to mountain magic, physiognomy and divination, I also have some knowledge of medicine. However, my practice of medicine is different from that of ordinary doctors. I am good at using mystical arts to cure diseases."
The carefree king frowned.
Deep down, he really didn't want to admit that this woman was truly capable.
They also didn't believe she genuinely wanted to cure him.
But what if?
What if the other party, bound by imperial authority, has no choice but to obey orders and treat his illness?
There are many talented and extraordinary people in this world. The old Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain are all exceptionally gifted, but they ultimately cannot compete with the divinely ordained human rights.
As the emperor and the maintainer of order in the mortal world, no matter how arrogant those old Taoist priests were, they had no choice but to submit.
Yu Zhiyi must be the same.
No one likes to be paralyzed all the time, especially someone like him who is the carefree king.
How many women have been captivated by his face and dashing figure?
He naturally wouldn't want to be bedridden for the rest of his life, spending his days surrounded by excrement and urine.
Yu Zhiyi looked at the carefree king, whose expression was constantly changing, and her smile deepened.
Asking for help from someone you dislike must be very difficult for someone who is naturally proud.
So she asked, "Your Highness, will you choose to believe me?"
The Carefree King: "..."
This is the essence of the saying "to kill someone is to destroy their spirit."
The carefree king closed his eyes.
He really wanted to say defiantly that he didn't believe it.
But a voice inside was vehemently opposing it—Don't say it! Absolutely don't say it! What if she really can cure you, and you give her a reason to refuse you? Then you'll never be able to stand up again in this lifetime!
Finally, he opened his eyes and said coldly, "Believe!"
The word "trust" was spoken with a thousand twists and turns, each twist and turn revealing resentment towards Yu Zhiyi.
Yu Zhiyi didn't mind and nodded slightly: "I always take the money first and then do the work. I'll trouble Your Highness to prepare 11,500 taels of silver."
The carefree king was shocked: "Are you robbing me?!"
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