Yan An had been watering the seeds with water from the Tianshan Mountains for almost a day and a night, but the seeds showed no sign of sprouting, which worried him greatly.
"According to Granny Qi, these seeds should have sprouted by now." Yan An took out the letter again and read it several times, but still had no clue.
"Never mind, let's go get some antidote pills and nutrient solution first." Yan An went into the operating room, took some blood collection tubes, tied a tourniquet, and drew more than ten tubes of blood.
"Waaaah... Ever since I returned to the capital, I've become a little blood bank. Once I grow that lousy flower, I'll definitely make Yue Xiyuan make it up to me. I wonder what Yue Xiyuan is doing, and if he misses me." Yan An muttered, "Anyway, I miss him a little."
Yan An was unaware that Yue Xiyuan was on her rooftop, looking at the stars and moon, thinking of Yan An, when he fell asleep. He hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days.
Yan An held the blood collection tube, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. If the water from Tianshan Mountain wouldn't work, then what about her blood? Granny Qi had also mentioned it in her letter. Yan An took a tube of blood and ran out of the operating room, collapsing onto the soil where the seeds were planted.
"Hey! It moved." Yan An clearly felt the ground in front of him move slightly.
A sudden flash of inspiration thrilled Yan An. It seemed that there was a good chance that the seeds could be grown, so that her Yue Xiyuan wouldn't have to deal with state affairs so tiringly every day.
So the Emperor is the one who should be exhausted... This poisoning of the Emperor can be considered a catalyst for the growth of Yue Xiyuan and Yan An's relationship.
Yan An returned to the operating room, where 400 milliliters of blood were drawn. A simple stent was then placed, and the regulator was adjusted. Drop by drop, Yan An's blood seeped into the soil and was absorbed by the seeds.
Yan An had a lot of blood drawn today and hadn't eaten dinner. Her face was pale and she felt lightheaded.
"I can't take it anymore." Yan An staggered to the hot spring and jumped in with a splash.
This hot spring is located downstream of the spring source of the Tianshan Mountains. The spring source constantly gushes out water from the Tianshan Mountains, which eventually gathers in the hot spring. The bottom of the hot spring is like a zeolite, and the water from the Tianshan Mountains becomes warm after it gathers there.
Yan An soaked in the hot spring, and all the pain and weakness in his body disappeared. After soaking for a long time, the blood that had been drawn out returned, and Yan An gradually fell asleep.
Before dawn the next day, Yue Xiyuan had already left to attend the morning court session.
Yan An woke up in the hot spring, "How did I fall asleep? Oh no, oh no, I'm all swollen from running around for so long..." Yan An looked at her pale and slightly swollen skin, and wailed...
With a thought, Yan An found his clothes were dry. He walked to the herb garden and saw that the blood transfusion bag was empty, but there was some blood on the ground. It had dried up and was not absorbed by the seeds as it had been yesterday. Yan An was puzzled.
At this moment, Yan An's stomach rumbled. After eating a little something, he made more than a dozen detoxification pills and three days' worth of nutrient solution. He also had 400 milliliters of fresh blood drawn again before returning to the hot spring and soaking for two hours.
After recovering, Yan An squatted down beside the herb garden and dripped a few drops of blood onto the seeds. Just like before, Yan An stared at the piece of land where the Tian Shan snow lotus seeds were planted, lost in thought.
Suddenly, Yan An felt thirsty. He filled a cup with water from Tianshan Mountain, sat down in front of the nursery, and drank it. He couldn't do two things at once. "Cough cough... cough cough cough..."
Yan An nearly choked to death on the water, patting his chest repeatedly. His eyes inadvertently glanced at the patch of earth beside him, where the blood had disappeared...
"There was blood just now...cough cough...there's no blood now...just now...water! Water from Tianshan!"
Yan An suddenly slapped his forehead, "I understand! Ouch~ that hurts..."
Inside the Linglong Pavilion, Yue Xiyuan had already given the headache medicine that Yan An had given him to An San. Today was the day the medicine would be auctioned, and as before, he had found someone to drive up the price and wait on the third floor.
"Now auctioning Dr. Luo's headache medicine, which can cure headaches that have lasted for many years. One pill is effective and will not recur. The starting price is 500 taels, and the bids will be increased by 50 taels each time. The bidding starts now."
"One thousand taels." Yue Zhixiao was the first to bid. It was not common for someone to suffer from headaches, especially since he was a wealthy and noble person. One thousand taels was more than enough for him.
One thousand taels is more than enough to buy this bottle of medicine, but Linglong Pavilion belongs to Yue Xiyuan, and he has also arranged for people to inflate the price. If Yue Zhixiao is not skinned alive, how can An San explain to Yue Xiyuan?
"Five hundred." The person arranged on the third floor followed suit with the bid, and then made a provocative gesture towards the area where Yue Zhixiao was on the fourth floor.
Yue Zhixiao frowned at me, his features contorted. "Two thousand taels."
"Three thousand taels."
"Three thousand five hundred taels."
"Four thousand five hundred taels." The third floor raised the sign again.
"Four thousand six hundred taels," Yue Zhixiao said through gritted teeth, his hand gripping the teacup as if he were about to crush it.
Seeing that Yue Zhixiao had only raised the price by one hundred taels this time, the guards on the third floor guessed that he probably only brought these today. In the end, the bottle of medicine was sold for four thousand six hundred taels.
"Crack..." The teacup in Yue Zhixiao's hand was crushed to pieces. He was furious. He had only brought four thousand six hundred taels with him today.
"Your Highness, I apologize for disturbing you. The cup you just broke is an Eight Immortals Lotus White Porcelain Cup, which costs fifty taels. Please settle the bill, Your Highness." Manager Wang bowed, but there was not a trace of obsequiousness in his words.
"You!" He was already penniless. "Very well!" Yue Zhixiao couldn't let Linglong Pavilion beat him up and throw him out. Suppressing his anger, he slammed the jade thumb ring on the table. "Is this fine jade thumb ring enough for this teacup?"
“The ring for Prince Xiao is certainly sufficient. Waiter, please bring Prince Xiao another cup of fine tea.” Manager Wang bowed slightly. “Please enjoy your meal, Prince Xiao.” He left the private room before Yue Zhixiao could finish speaking.
Yue Zhixiao's face was flushed with anger, his brows furrowed, and he was barely suppressing his rage. "Zebin, after the auction ends, lie in ambush around Linglong Pavilion, wait for that person, and kill him."
Linglong Pavilion is not afraid of powerful figures in the imperial court, and the person behind it is extremely mysterious. No one has ever touched Linglong Pavilion in all these years. Now is the critical period for his success, and he is still wary of Linglong Pavilion. Linglong Pavilion cannot be touched, but he, Yue Zhixiao, can easily deal with that little dead man on the third floor.
However, after the auction ended, Zebin laid an ambush around Linglong Pavilion and waited for a long time, but he never saw the person come out. Little did he know that Ange was hidden under Linglong Pavilion, Xianrenzui, and Yirenxiao, and the person sent to drive up the price was from Ange.
"Please punish me, Your Highness." Ze Bin knelt on the ground. He was also puzzled today. He had clearly laid an ambush all around, so tight that not even a fly could get away, so why couldn't he find that person?
"Never mind, I'm afraid today's events were all orchestrated. Take this bottle of medicine to the Empress Dowager, and I hope it will be effective for her headaches."
"Yes, Your Highness, I will take care of it immediately."
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