Especially when her gaze fell upon Yaoyue, her stunningly beautiful face and aloof demeanor caused even Shangguan Haitang, a woman herself, to have her eyes flicker with surprise.
However, as Shangguan Haitang's gaze shifted slightly and fell upon Chu Qinghe, she paused for a moment, finding herself unable to look away from his exceptionally handsome face and gentle demeanor.
As Zhu Wushi walked, Eagle Eyes glanced around at the people in the courtyard.
However, when Zhu Wushi's gaze fell on Yaoyue beside Chu Qinghe, his eyes paused slightly before shifting to Chu Qinghe.
Chu Qinghe chuckled inwardly as he took in Zhu Wushi's reaction.
A few moments later, led by Qu Feiyan, Zhu Wushi walked to the stone table. Zhu Wushi nodded and clasped his hands, saying, "Zhu Wushi greets Young Master Chu."
After pausing for a moment, he turned his head to look at Yaoyue and said, "Greetings, Palace Mistress Yaoyue."
As soon as he spoke, Zhu ignored Shangguan Haitang's eyes narrowing.
When he looked at Yaoyue, his face was unconsciously filled with surprise.
However, when Zhu Wushi greeted her, Yaoyue simply nodded coldly in response.
Chu Qinghe smiled gently, stood up and nodded, saying, "You're too kind, Divine Marquis, please sit down."
After the two sat down, Xiao Zhao, who had been in the kitchen, came out with tea.
After the teacup was placed in front of Zhu Wushi, Yaoyue, who had been cold-faced, finally spoke: "Doesn't the Divine Marquis think he should give me an explanation?"
Zhu Wushi seemed unsurprised by what Yaoyue said, and then took out a memorial from his pocket and placed it on the table.
"Before I arrived, the court had already agreed to reduce the tax revenue within the territory of the Yihua Palace by 10%, so that it would be reduced to the same 30/70 ratio as top forces such as the Wudang Sect and the Southern Shaolin. I wonder what the Palace Master of Yaoyue thinks of this as an apology?"
Upon hearing this, Yaoyue's expression hardened slightly, and her gaze involuntarily fell on the folded document on the table, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
After a short while, Yaoyue frowned slightly, but said nothing more.
Similarly, Chu Qinghe glanced at the folded document on the table, his mind racing, and he began to have some guesses.
"interesting!"
As Chu Qinghe's lips curled into a slight smile, his thoughts raced, and when his gaze fell upon Zhu Wushi, his professional smile deepened.
After a brief conversation with Yaoyue, Zhu Wushi turned his attention back to Chu Qinghe.
After pausing for a few moments, Zhu Wushi finally spoke: "I never expected that the divine physician recommended by Bai Xiaosheng to come here would be so young."
Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe smiled warmly and said, "You're too kind."
After a brief greeting, Zhu Wushi turned his head and glanced at Shangguan Haitang.
Upon receiving Zhu Wushi's signal, Shangguan Haitang channeled her inner energy and slightly parted her lips.
A moment later, with some noticeable footsteps, a group of people quickly carried a wooden box nearly eight feet long into the inner courtyard and placed it in front of Zhu Wushi.
As the wooden box was gently placed on the ground, Qu Feiyan and the other women could clearly feel wisps of cold mist continuously emanating from it.
In the still scorching summer sun, these wisps of cold mist stood out starkly.
After the men carrying the box left, Zhu Wushi lightly raised one hand, and with a surge of true energy, the lid of the wooden box in front of him slid open instantly.
In an instant, wisps of cold mist billowed out from the wooden box.
"Young Master Chu, please!"
After the box was opened, Chu Qinghe slowly stood up and took a few steps forward.
As Chu Qinghe set off, Yaoyue and Qu Feiyan and the other women followed him.
As the group approached the wooden box, they discovered that it contained an ice coffin.
Clearly, the cold mist from before originated from this ice coffin.
Inside the ice coffin lay a woman who looked to be in her early twenties, dressed in red, with a rather pretty face.
Looking at the ice coffin, which showed no signs of melting even under the direct sunlight, Yaoyue raised her face slightly and slowly said, "Millennial Mystic Ice?"
As soon as the words fell, Zhu Wushi spoke up, "Palace Mistress Yaoyue has a good eye. This ice coffin was indeed carved by me from thousand-year-old black ice."
As he spoke, a tenderness flickered in Zhu Wushi's eagle eyes when his gaze fell upon the ice coffin before him.
After a moment, Zhu Wushi looked up at Chu Qinghe and introduced him, saying, "This man is an old friend of mine. Twenty years ago, he was struck by a full-force palm from a Grandmaster who had reached the peak of the Grandmaster realm, which severed all his meridians and shattered his heart meridian. However, I gave him a Heavenly Fragrance Cardamom and placed it in this Thousand-Year-Old Mystic Ice, which preserved his last breath. I wonder if Young Master Chu has any way to cure him?"
Hearing what Zhu Wushi said, Chu Qinghe did not respond immediately. After turning his gaze away from the ice coffin made of millennia-old mystic ice, he looked at Zhu Wushi and said, "Divine Marquis, you don't intend to let me begin the treatment just by talking about the situation, do you?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wushi smiled and said, "It was indeed my oversight."
After saying that, Zhu Wushi stepped forward, raised one hand, and his true energy lifted the ice lid of the ice coffin about three inches off the ground.
As this true energy flowed slowly, it simultaneously enveloped the ice coffin, causing the cold mist within to continue to linger inside.
Taking in Zhu Wushi's actions, a look of seriousness flashed in Yaoyue's eyes.
This ice coffin is about eight feet long and three inches thick. It is made of millennia-old ice, and its weight is probably over a thousand pounds.
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