Chapter 651 Aunt Warm Will Get It Back for You
That home I've wanted to return to countless times.
His once most admired father, his most beloved grandmother, and his devoted foster mother now seem to be nothing more than that.
Even his most beloved sister wasn't actually his sister. Looking back on his life as crown prince, how absurd and laughable he was!
Xuan Ting slowly closed his eyes. This is fine too.
Jiang Nuanzhi held his cold hand and was stunned for a moment.
Seeing him every day, I only realized today, in a daze, how much thinner he had become. His sleeves were so wide it was as if his wrists were wooden sticks that would break at the slightest touch. He was clearly a young boy, full of vigor and vitality, but now his cheeks were sunken and his eyes were covered in dark circles.
When Mingming left, the little guy had already grown plump and healthy.
Jiang Nuanzhi felt a lump in her throat, a heavy feeling that made it hard to breathe.
She placed her fingers on his head and gently stroked it: "Xuanting, if you're tired, go to sleep."
Jiang Nuanzhi paused, a cold glint flashing in her usually aloof eyes: "Once you wake up, Aunt Nuan will take back what is rightfully yours."
In a daze, Xuan Ting felt a warm, soft hand stroking the top of his head, and the face in front of him gradually became clearer. A moment of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
Am I dreaming?
“Your Highness, you’re not dreaming.” An Dehai wiped his red eyes and choked out, “It’s Physician Jiang. She came with people. Your bleeding has stopped, and that scoundrel Ghost Doctor’s filthy stuff that he planted in your body has been removed. You’re fine now.”
As he said this, he glanced at Jiang Nuanzhi, his eyes filled with gratitude.
He probably never dreamed that the plump village woman he looked down on upon their first meeting would one day save them from dire straits.
"Auntie Nuan."
Xuan Ting murmured a name, looking somewhat lost in thought. Clearly, he was still a bit exhausted, but he still forced himself to look at Jiang Nuanzhi.
"Your Highness, what should we do now? At this point, the Ghost Doctor's actions must have been approved by His Majesty. We are now disobeying the imperial decree. If the Ghost Doctor returns again, or if His Majesty reconsiders..."
An Dehai said this to Xuan Ting, but he secretly glanced at Jiang Nuanzhi, clearly wanting to know what Jiang Nuanzhi was planning.
Almost as if in response to An Dehai's voice, a bloody smell surged from behind, and the Azure Dragon Protector soon appeared in front of them.
As he approached, the stench of blood grew stronger. He was dressed in a black robe, obscuring his complexion. He carried a black cloth bag, from which bloodstains still faintly dripped. The swaying of the bag seemed to indicate that he was in a good mood.
Sure enough, when he got close, he wrapped the black cloth around his body and rolled it around, revealing a bloody head.
"Young Master, the person has been brought back." Seeing Jiang Nuanzhi frowning and remaining silent, he glanced at her disdainfully, then pointed to the black cloth on the ground: "This is the clothing that ghost doctor wore. This guy is a charlatan, never showing his face, and turns out he's so ugly. Tsk tsk."
As he spoke, he kicked it aside in disgust.
After these words were spoken, the surroundings became even quieter.
The Xuanwu guardians beside him rolled their eyes. Although the ghost doctor's face was indeed ugly with sores, didn't they also cover their faces?
It's one thing to just get the job done, but why spout nonsense? What if the young master also thinks they're ugly and stops getting close to them?
"This man is the Ghost Doctor!" An Dehai's voice suddenly rose.
"Could there be something wrong with it?" The Azure Dragon Protector was clearly very dissatisfied with the junior's questioning.
When An Dehai met the Azure Dragon Protector's gaze, he suddenly felt a chill that went deep into his bones, and he shuddered violently.
Upon seeing the jade token on his body, his pupils shrank even further.
"Alright, get on with it quickly."
Jiang Nuanzhi's cold voice rang out as she covered Xuan Ting's eyes, frowning as she said, "Next time, clean it up properly. You don't need to show it to me."
"yes."
The Azure Dragon Protector's grin suddenly froze. He then touched his nose and coughed lightly, saying, "Young Master, rest assured, I will clean up such filthy things thoroughly from now on and will never disgust you."
It had been so many years since they had carried out a mission. In a moment of excitement, they forgot that the young master was not the master; she was still a little girl and probably wouldn't like such a bloody atmosphere.
He quickly picked up his things and ran out, as if afraid of Jiang Nuanzhi's anger.
The Xuanwu guardian behind him couldn't help but burst out laughing. This dog tried to flatter the horse, but it backfired.
He immediately smiled and looked at Jiang Nuanzhi: "Young Master, leave such matters to me in the future. I guarantee I will handle them perfectly and never make them so bloody."
As she spoke, she winked at Jiang Nuanzhi.
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Is it really appropriate to say this now?
Furthermore, is the Dharma Protector, who is rumored to be feared by others, really like this in private?
He simply waved his hand and looked at Xuan Ting, saying, "Don't worry, Xuan Ting. With the Ghost Doctor gone, he probably won't be able to use those insidious tricks anymore. Now, leave it to Aunt Nuan."
Xuan Ting was stunned again: "The Ghost Doctor is dead."
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded firmly: "Yes, he's dead. Be good, take this tonic pill first."
As Jiang Nuanzhi spoke, she took out half of a Hundred Tonic Pill from her bosom.
An Dehai was taken aback and instinctively turned to pour water. The bowl was snatched away by the Xuanwu Protector beside him the moment he got it. The protector, who had the highest-grade Heaven-character Xuan Jade Pendant of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion hanging from his waist, held the tea with a smile on his face and offered it to him with both hands, almost like a sycophant: "Young Master, here you go."
An Dehai: "!!!"
Jiang Nuanzhi didn't think anything of it and took it to feed Xuan Ting.
An Dehai, who was standing nearby, was already trembling with fear as he watched.
Good heavens! This Physician Jiang not only dealt with the Ghost Doctor in the blink of an eye, but even the two great protectors of the Imperial Preceptor's mansion called her Young Master. He swallowed hard, and then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the top-grade black jade Qilin pendant hanging on Jiang Nuanzhi's body. He was so frightened that he took two steps back.
sky!
How is that possible?
The person in front of me is indeed the successor recognized by the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion.
The image of that plump woman in the countryside came to mind again, uncontrollably.
She was now dressed in official robes, and her brows carried a calm and imposing aura that was rare for a woman.
It took him a while to calm down.
My feelings became increasingly complicated.
At the same time, he secretly rejoiced, thankfully, this person was a friend, not an enemy, and he had not really offended her back then.
(End of this chapter)
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