"Seriously, do you guys remember Song Cheng, the Ghost King's personal bodyguard? He's the one who went to the Southern Island a month ago to reinforce the seal and was infected with miasma."
“I remember, wasn’t he sent to the clinic by His Highness the Ghost King? I saw him a few days ago when I went to the clinic to get some elixirs…tsk tsk tsk, he probably won’t live much longer.”
"Song Cheng is alive! And he's even standing up."
"How is that possible!"
"What's impossible about it? I saw it with my own eyes just now. Although there were many people around and I couldn't get to the very front, I still saw it with my own eyes!"
"Elder Yun went out to find medicinal herbs. Has Physician Mo Zhong's medical skills become so amazing?"
"What does Mo Zhong have to do with this! It's this young boy who just saved Song Cheng."
"You can't just say things like that."
“I saw it with my own eyes, how could I make things up? If you don’t believe me, go ask at the clinic. I’m not the only one who saw it. Song Cheng was almost dead, but this kid used acupuncture and forced out the poison. In just one hour, Song Cheng was able to stand up. Isn’t that amazing?”
"So that means Princess Ning'an can really be saved?"
"Maybe."
"Hiss! If our Ghost Realm had such a powerful alchemist, why would we need to fear that Poisonous Miasma?!"
"yes!"
The group discussed amongst themselves, a fire burning in their hearts.
If Jun Liuyue can save Princess Ning'an, it means they won't have to be afraid of the miasma anymore!
Since the Ghost Realm was sealed away and then the miasma broke out, it has suffered almost devastating blows in just over a decade.
They watched helplessly as their family and friends died before their eyes from the malaria-infected environment!
They knew in their hearts that with the Ghost Realm sealed, the seal outside the Southern Island was gradually loosening. Once the seal that sealed the miasma was completely broken, the entire Ghost Realm would become a hellish inferno! And they... would become withered bones and yellow sand.
The Oni race will be completely wiped out of Kyushu.
"I can't remember... how long it's been since I last saw the sun."
An elderly man with white hair raised his head and looked at the misty sky, where faint sunlight pierced through the clouds.
But even though the faint sunlight pierced through the clouds, it could not reach them.
They had forgotten what the warmth of the sun felt like.
-
The Ghost King's Mansion was not quite what Liu Yue had imagined. It was more like an ordinary residence than a royal mansion.
There are no magnificent buildings.
There were no servants either.
There were only two or three old women in the mansion, as well as guards on patrol.
There weren't many of them; along the way, I only saw a maximum of seven or eight unfamiliar faces.
"What's your name?" Jun Feiran stopped in her tracks.
"Jun Qing".
Liuyue spoke up.
Jun Qing...
"Your surname is also Jun?"
Jun Feiran frowned, stopped, and turned to look at Jun Liuyue.
It seemed they were trying to find a trace of a lie on her face, but unfortunately, they failed.
"good."
"Your father's surname is Jun?"
“My mother’s surname is Jun,” Liu Yue said frankly.
"I see!" Jun Feiran didn't ask any further questions; he wasn't interested in these trivial family matters.
He brought Jun Liuyue to Anning Courtyard.
That is, the place where Princess Ning'an lived.
Upon entering the hospital, Liuyue immediately smelled a strong medicinal aroma that permeated every corner of the courtyard.
"The one lying inside is my son."
Jun Feiran pushed open the door.
Liu Yue surveyed the entire palace without making a sound. This courtyard was probably the most meticulously designed among all the buildings.
Whether it's the sacred tree in the courtyard or the furnishings inside the house.
These decorations formed a spirit-gathering array.
He was kept alive with herbal medicine until his last breath, and then his body was nourished with a spirit-gathering array.
Without this double blessing, Princess Ning'an would probably have passed away long ago.
Lift the pink curtain.
Jun Feiran raised his hand to stop him, "If you dare to harbor any disloyalty, I have a thousand ways to make you wish you were dead!"
"Your Highness, rest assured, my life is still useful for now." Liu Yue gently pushed Jun Feiran's hand away.
She took a deep look at Jun Feiran; this person... did bear a resemblance to her.
According to seniority, she should call Jun Feiran "uncle".
Meeting Jun Liuyue's gaze, that strange sense of familiarity surged up again, but Jun Feiran searched his memory and found no information about this brat.
He was certain that he and this arrogant kid had never met before!
But where does this feeling of familiarity come from?
While Jun Feiran was lost in thought, Liu Yue had already walked past him to the bedside.
The girl on the bed looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old.
He looked as if he were asleep, but his face was pale and bloodless.
Liu Yue took Jun Ning'an's pulse.
Jun Feiran, standing to the side, frowned deeply. He wanted to see what this brat was really capable of.
"It is indeed quite serious." Liu Yue said calmly, "Although the miasma in the body has been temporarily suppressed, the internal organs have been eroded. In addition, due to the long-term coma, the body's various functions are close to zero."
This is truly hanging on by a thread!
It was all thanks to the spirit-gathering array in the courtyard; without it, this physical body would have died long ago.
“However, it can be saved.” Liu Yue didn’t waste any words and looked at Jun Feiran: “However, I need Your Highness to give me your complete trust. Whatever I do next, Your Highness can watch, but it is best not to interfere.”
Jun Feiran frowned, her heart filled with hesitation.
He only has one daughter, and if she were to die... he couldn't imagine what would happen.
However, even if Elder Yun returns and refines the elixir, he can only keep Ning An lying down like this, and cannot let her live like an ordinary person.
If the lady were here, she certainly wouldn't have the heart to see her daughter living like a living dead.
When Ning'an was still conscious and able to speak, she said, "Father, I miss my mother and brother. Let me go..."
Seeing her daughter's pained expression, Jun Feiran felt as if her heart was being torn apart.
But he was still selfish. If his daughter left, he couldn't imagine what he would become. Living... would be meaningless to him.
"good."
Jun Feiran's expression was conflicted, and it was unclear what she was thinking. She nodded as if she had made up her mind.
"If you need anything, just ask, and I will do my best to find it for you."
"Thank you for your trust, Your Highness," Liu Yue said with a smile.
Jun Feiran suppressed his thoughts, and that smile... brought to mind the image of a certain person.
He finally understood why Jun Qing gave him that familiar feeling; those eyes... were so much like hers.
But that person has been dead for many years, and it is absolutely impossible for him to reappear!
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