Chapter 85: Gathering and Separation
"Yuan'er, wake up quickly."
Yun Yuan struggled to open her heavy eyelids.
The tip of my nose was gently touched by warm fingertips.
She looked up blankly and met a pair of smiling eyes filled with doting.
"He fell asleep again. The medicine was only half prepared." The man's clear voice was filled with helplessness.
"Yeah?" She widened her eyes.
The hazy twilight gently spreads across the pharmacy, and the air is filled with the soothing aroma of medicine.
Her father was wearing a long blue cloth gown and was leaning over to look at her.
"Did you secretly stay up late reading the pharmacopoeia again last night?" Her father reached out and rubbed the top of her head, his tone full of love, "Silly girl, no matter how good the panacea is, it is not as important as your own health."
Yun Yuan was stunned, a huge sense of familiarity enveloped her.
Did she just take a nap?
But why... deep within this warm and cozy picture, there is a pain that pierces the lungs?
She seemed to have... forgotten something.
"Okay, stop daydreaming." My father turned and walked towards the gurgling medicine pot, his voice filled with unconcealed anticipation, "Come and take a look at the new recipe that Aye has come up with. If this medicine works... Aye will have no regrets in his life..."
Her father's back was only a few steps away from her, but it seemed as if he had walked to the end of time.
Yun Yuan's heart suddenly twitched, and a strong feeling of reluctance surged in her heart. She staggered to her feet, opened her arms and ran forward - she wanted to hug her father tightly.
"Aye!"
Her fingertips were almost touching the edge of the clothes, but the green clothes, along with the dusk and medicinal fragrance that filled the room, suddenly disappeared like green smoke stirred by the wind.
Suddenly, the scene before my eyes was plunged into a thick darkness. The only light was the blazing flame beneath the medicine furnace, emitting a dazzling red light that burned a hideous gap in the darkness.
"Still not awake?"
Whose voice is that?
"What should we do then? Otherwise..."
There are layers of veils between the hazy vision.
Where is this?
"Wake up! Your Majesty! Wake up!"
A scream of surprise pierced her ear bones. Yun Yuan suddenly opened her eyes.
The blinding light made her squint again, a hazy halo filling her vision. In the center of the halo, the concerned face of the King of Huainan gradually became clear, his face filled with genuine joy. "Pharmacist! How are you feeling?"
Yun Yuan was stunned for a moment, and reality suddenly flooded in like a tide. Her heart skipped a beat, and she was enveloped by a great sorrow - the dream was as vivid as yesterday, but it was eight years after the separation of life and death.
"Your Highness..." The girl's voice was hoarse. She tried to sit up.
The maid carefully helped Yun Yuan up and placed a thick, soft pillow behind her.
Yun Yuan's gaze wandered around the room—behind the King of Huainan stood the solemn Feng Jiu, and outside the doorway, the familiar green-clad figure of Yuanfeng Wei was faintly visible, but the figure in white was nowhere to be seen. Why... wasn't he here?
"Where is Master... Young Master? Where is Master Yuan?" Yun Yuan suddenly asked in panic.
"Don't worry, Zishang is safe." The King of Huainan was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "It's just that the Feng family..." He chose his words carefully, his tone heavy, "Something unexpected happened, and he left the city overnight."
Accident? Yun Yuan turned to look at Feng Jiu, who was hesitant to speak, and her heart sank slightly: The prince is very secretive, maybe there is some secret that cannot be revealed.
As her eyes moved, she suddenly noticed the furnishings in the house - carved beams and painted rafters, luxurious furnishings, clearly the regulations of a royal palace!
"Your Highness!" Yun Yuan's eyes sparkled with surprise, and her voice became clearer. "We...are returning to Luoyang?!"
The King of Huainan nodded and smiled, "Thanks to the pharmacist for risking his life to save us." He carefully studied Yun Yuan's face, "The imperial physician has confirmed repeatedly that if he wakes up after taking the Green Blood Pill, his muscles and bones will be fully restored and his internal injuries will be healed. How is the pharmacist feeling now? Is he able to get out and about?"
Yun Yuan was well aware of the properties of the Bixuedan and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, Your Highness. I'm fine now." Her eyes fell on the luggage boxes held by the maids, and she was puzzled. "Your Highness, what's going on...?"
The Prince of Huainan's expression was slightly serious, and his voice lowered a little. "Unrest is brewing in Luoyang, and I have decided to send my family out of the city first. The pharmacist's awakening at this time is truly a blessing from heaven." He looked at the steward standing nearby, "Is the pharmacist's bag packed?"
"Your Majesty..."
As Yun Yuan began to speak, the King of Huainan interrupted her, saying, "Pharmacist, don't worry about the city. I and the soldiers have made all the necessary preparations. Only when our families are properly settled can we give it our all without any worries." A gentle smile played at the corner of his lips. "Pharmacist, you will need to prepare medicine for me in the future. You must not make any mistakes." He turned to look at Feng Jiu, "Leave the city in batches through the secret passage in the west. You Yuanfeng Guards are quite numerous, so you must leave as soon as possible."
"Yes." Feng Jiu responded.
Yun Yuan opened her mouth, but ultimately swallowed back all her words. Given the King of Huainan's temperament, the plan was set and would never be altered. There was no point in saying more, so she could only silently agree.
When Feng Jiu left the palace, the moon had already set in the west. The sky was like ink-dyed indigo brocade, revealing the cold silence before dawn.
The group scurried silently, heading towards the secret passageway leading to the West City's underground canal. Yun Yuan wrapped her cloak tightly around her, the uneasiness she'd felt at Feng Yanyuan's departure growing faintly in the still morning light.
Seeing the culvert right before her eyes, she suddenly stopped and looked at Yuan Fengwei beside her, whose figure vaguely appeared and disappeared.
It's time.
She tiptoed and flew over the eaves like a bird in the morning mist. Only Feng Jiu's shouts echoed in the empty alley.
Since Feng Xiaoming had sown the seeds of impermanence in the King of Huainan, he would definitely stay in Luoyang. She had to catch and kill this venomous snake as soon as possible, so that she would never have to worry about it again.
For her at this moment, killing Feng Xiaoming was not just revenge, but also saving King Huainan and many more people like the prince - and in this way, it was like saving her mother, her father, and everyone in the Mo family.
She must kill Feng Xiaoming as soon as possible.
With a few quick leaps and evasive maneuvers, she had shaken off Feng Jiu and his group. She turned around and knocked on the door of a clothing store with a worn peach charm hanging on it. She lifted the square-grid wooden planks and handed over a brocade pouch. In a moment, the back door quietly opened a crack. She glanced around and slid through the door.
The girl's hair was tied up high, and she had removed all her ornaments. She changed into a slim-fitting plain dress, with long sleeves wrapped around her arms a few times. The crossbow was slung across her waist, and the moon-white cloak concealed the sharp edge.
Before leaving, she accepted the brocade pouch from the shopkeeper. The moment her fingertips touched the pouch's dark patterns, she noticed the shopkeeper's fingers pressing firmly on a specific pattern. Alarm bells rang in Yun Yuan's heart, and she looked up—the shopkeeper had his usual smirk on his face, but a flicker of unmistakable warning flashed across his eyes!
The wooden boards in the attic above my head exploded!
Several cold rays tore through the air and shot directly to where she was standing!
Yun Yuan stomped her toes against the ground, her figure darting backward like a ghost, narrowly avoiding the deadly hidden weapon. Her cloak fluttered as she unhesitatingly crashed into the carved wooden window beside her.
“Crash!”
Wood chips flew everywhere, and she shot into the narrow alley behind the house like an arrow.
Yun Yuan's heart was beating wildly.
Who is hunting her down?
While my thoughts were in a mess, my ankle was suddenly caught by an iron chain and was pulled backwards!
“Hmm!”
She groaned and fell heavily to the ground, her cloak scattered.
The cold blade immediately pressed against her neck, and the morning light made the blade shine brightly.
"Long time no see, Yuan'er."
Feng Yanhao? !
Feng Wu picked her up roughly and tied her hands tightly with a rope.
Yun Yuan frowned in pain, her cheek being lifted by Feng Yanhao's cold fingers.
"It hurts..." The gentle voice was trembling. He turned to look at Feng Wu, "Let her go."
Feng Wu was stunned. When he saw the young master's face with an icy smile on his face, his throat tightened. He didn't dare to say anything and quickly loosened the rope.
Feng Yanhao leaned over and considerately helped Yun Yuan up, but his fingertips firmly gripped her arm.
"Don't be afraid. I have something to ask of you. I've been looking for Yuan'er." His tone was gentle, as if soothing a frightened little animal. "Thankfully, Brother Yuan wasn't around, so we were able to see each other. But Yuan'er's Qinggong is top-notch, and Haofengwei was afraid we wouldn't be able to catch up, so we were a little rude just now."
Yun Yuan couldn't understand his expression. But a head-on fight at this moment was a dead end. Even the secret agent needed time to deliver the message, and Feng Yanhao was present in person. You Xiao was probably no match for him.
Thinking of this, she suddenly had a change of heart: If he really wanted to kill her, why would he go to such great lengths? Could it be... that he had other plans?
There seems to be no other choice at the moment.
She obediently let Feng Wu half-help and half-support her into the carriage. Just as she sat down carefully, she saw the curtain lifted and Feng Yanhao also sat in.
The carriage rumbled along. The bustle of the street outside the window surged in, then quickly faded into a dead silence. After traveling for over an hour, the carriage finally came to a steady stop.
As he got off the carriage, Feng Yanhao suddenly pointed at the city wall not far away with great interest: "This is the southern city wall of Luoyang. Beyond this wall is the north bank of the Luo River."
He had been silent all the way, and when he got out of the car he suddenly said this. Yun Yuan was confused and couldn't make out his expression. Fortunately, he didn't ask her to answer. She only heard him chuckle twice for no apparent reason, then extended his hand and said, "Yuan'er, please go first."
She was taken to the Feng family's villa in Luoyang.
The exterior of the mansion looks plain and simple, but once you pass through the triple-layered gate, you will find an extremely luxurious inner house.
Yun Yuan stepped into an elegantly furnished room filled with expensive soothing incense. As she entered the room, she was greeted by a maid who brought her clean clothes and medicine.
"I heard Yuan'er is an excellent doctor." Feng Yanhao stopped at the door, "The people inside... are in trouble."
Yun Yuan's suspicions grew even more intense. She waited until he closed the door and left before slowly entering the inner room. A beaded curtain was lightly drawn, and a drapery hung low, revealing a figure quietly lying on a couch. Her heartbeat quickened as she hurried forward, lifting the veil. In just two months, Wu Yi had emaciated beyond recognition, his face as pale as paper, his lips an ominous shade of purple.
Yun Yuan hurriedly stretched out her hand to feel her pulse, but before her fingertips touched her wrist, she was suddenly grabbed tightly by the other party and then thrown away.
"Get out!" Wu Yi's eyes were still closed, and his voice was hoarse but sharp.
"Wu Yi!"
The call seemed to awaken someone from a dream. Wu Yi slowly opened his eyes, turned his head and looked over, a trace of surprise on his pale face.
"Yuan'er?"
"It's me." Yun Yuan knelt down in front of the couch and held the hand she had raised with difficulty. "How did you end up like this?"
Wu Yi raised her head with all her strength, and lightly touched Yun Yuan's cheek with her withered fingertips. "You're still alive... Really alive..." She suddenly sighed, then chuckled, "So... he... really didn't lie to me..."
Yun Yuan placed her fingertips on her pulse at the Cunkou point. This was the poison Wu Yi had been planted with when she left the Feng family. But she had clearly seen with her own eyes the Hanmei Powder under Wu Yi's feet neutralize the poison back in the East China Sea. How could the poison re-erupt?
She hurriedly took out the Hanmei powder she carried with her and said, "Take it quickly."
Wu Yi's purple lips trembled slightly, his eyes were tightly closed, tears oozed from the corners of his eyes, and he could only mutter: "He didn't... didn't lie to me..."
Seeing Wu Yi was dazed and having trouble swallowing, Yun Yuan turned around and took the teacup from the table, mixing Hanmei Powder into the water. She carefully helped Wu Yi up and slowly fed her the tea.
Wu Yi suddenly started coughing violently, spitting out a large mouthful of black blood, and then fell back softly on the couch. His chest rose and fell rapidly for a moment, and then gradually became calm.
"Why did he poison you?" Seeing Wu Yi's breathing gradually stabilized, Yun Yuan couldn't help but ask.
"It's not him..." The voice was so soft that it sounded like a sigh, "It's me."
Wu Yi's breath was barely moving, but his face was extremely gentle, with a soft smile on his face.
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