Everyone was drenched in sweat after eating hot pot.
"I had such a wonderful meal today!"
Su Jingzhan let out a big burp.
Everyone else was also clutching their stomachs, having eaten quite a bit, and were behaving rather uncharacteristically.
After finishing their meal, Yan An and the others worked for a long time, and even taught the Empress Dowager the Eight Pieces of Brocade.
"Aunt, you must remember these movements and formulas for the Eight Pieces of Brocade: Preparatory Posture, Holding Up the Sky with Both Hands to Regulate the Three Burners, Drawing the Bow Left and Right Like Shooting an Eagle, Regulating the Spleen and Stomach by Lifting One Hand, Looking Backwards to Relieve Five Labors and Seven Injuries, Shaking the Head and Wagging the Tail to Clear Heart Fire, Climbing the Feet with Both Hands to Strengthen the Kidneys and Waist, Clenching Fists and Glaring to Increase Strength, Seven Bounces on the Back to Eliminate a Hundred Diseases, Closing Posture."
"If my aunt practices this every day, she will definitely improve her health and sleep soundly."
"Good, good, good. With An'an here, I think I can live to be a thousand years old without any problem."
"Absolutely no problem."
"Did the princess of Lu Kingdom reveal anything?"
Yue Yufeng also felt that this person had many problems and that there must be someone manipulating things behind the scenes.
"They've probably already been recruited."
"Yan Shaoheng gave her the Seven-Day Itch Poison, and now the poison has taken effect. The only way to get the antidote is to explain the whole story clearly."
"Seven-day itch? What kind of poison is that?"
"This poison, as its name suggests, takes effect in 49 days, with seven days of intense itching each month, which can not be relieved even slightly until the body ulcerates."
Yan An explained to everyone just how uncomfortable the seven-day itch could be.
"Itching for seven days? That must be so uncomfortable. Just thinking about it makes my body itch."
At this moment, Yuexi felt uncomfortable all over her body.
"Is detoxification difficult?"
“Junior sister’s antidote pill will suffice, and just one pill will do.”
"Bingo!"
"This King Heng of Yan is utterly useless."
"The poison he used to control others was so easily neutralized by the Fourth Princess Consort, of course it's useless."
As soon as Yuexi finished speaking, she realized she had spoken without thinking and immediately covered her mouth, afraid that her fourth brother would blame her.
"Yes, Xi'er is right."
Yue Xiyuan chimed in from the side, saying that even though she was just a minor Prince Heng, he could still protect her.
The reason I blamed Yuexi before was simply because of her foolishness; she was manipulated and hurt her family.
Afterwards, the group chatted for a long time.
Later, the group left the palace, but Su Jingzhan, lacking any sense of propriety, insisted on following Yan An and the other two.
"I haven't seen any results regarding this seven-day itch yet. Could I go with you to have it checked?"
Su Jingzhan's face was full of fawning, his expression seeming to say, "Please, please, please take me with you!"
"Fine, it's really unbearable to see a grown man acting like a baby."
"Oh dear~ Junior sister..." Su Jingzhan was about to continue speaking when he glanced at Yue Xiyuan, who had a dark face, and Su Jingzhan shivered in fright.
"Hehe, never mind, I'll lead the way, you two chat, we can chat for a bit."
Su Jingzhan cupped his hands in greeting, then took off running away.
Yue Xiyuan held Yan An's hand tightly, "Why is it so hard to spend some time alone with you?"
Isn't that what it is now?
"No, I want a private time with you, just the two of us, where no one will bother us."
Yan An glanced at Su Jingzhan in the distance. The man would take a few steps and then turn back to look at them.
This is way too big, like a giant light bulb.
Yan An shook her head. "It doesn't really count."
What do you think of this hot pot?
"Excellent, a delicious taste I've never had before."
"How about selling it at Yuelaike? Judging from the current sales of cold noodles, I think this hot pot will definitely sell very well, and then the Dark Pavilion will have a steady stream of money coming in."
"An'an, you're already worried about the Dark Pavilion's business before you've even stepped inside?"
"Of course! After we get married, the money we earn will be our joint property. Who wouldn't want to have more money?"
"Don't worry, An'an. Even though we're not married yet, all the money in the Dark Pavilion is with An'an."
Yan An looked at Yue Xiyuan in surprise. She hadn't seen any of the items in the betrothal gifts yet; she had only taken some medicinal herbs to use for making medicine.
"Could it be that those betrothal gifts are all the property of the Dark Pavilion?"
"Of course, the best is for An'an. All the land deeds of the Dark Pavilion are in there, so An'an, you can't abandon me."
"I'll reluctantly agree to your request, since you've shown such sincerity."
"Still barely making ends meet? I'll show you what it means to barely make ends meet."
Yue Xiyuan reached out and scratched the spot where Yan An was tickling, making Yan An laugh out loud.
The two chased and played around until they arrived at the dungeon.
"How is it? Did they say anything?"
"Your Highness, Lu Wenyun has confessed everything, and it's all written down on these papers."
"Hey, An Liu, let me ask you something, how's Lu Wenyun doing?"
"Naturally, it's worse than death."
"How exactly does it feel like being worse than dead?"
"You'd be better off asking him yourself. My older brother went too far. Before the seven-day itch even started, he was already suffering terribly."
"Yan Yi? Why would he target Lu Wenyun?"
"Have you forgotten who she was going to kill?"
“Oh, right. Lu Wenyun wanted to kill you, so it’s only right that Yan Yi dealt with him. Then I’ll go and see how effective this seven-day itch is.”
Su Jingzhan looked at Lu Wenyun, who was curled up on the ground. Her dress, which was originally pale yellow with a hint of white, had now turned red.
His entire body was scratched so badly that there wasn't a single unscathed spot, but Lu Wenyun kept scratching, his fingertips covered in blood.
"Kill me, kill me, please kill me."
Lu Wenyun scratched her face while begging for death. Compared to other parts of her face, her face was still relatively intact.
"Tsk tsk tsk, how cruel."
Yan An stepped forward, grabbed her hands, and fed her an antidote pill.
After a while, Lu Wenyun stopped itching.
"Since you have confessed, and I have cured you of the poison, you may choose to die or spend the rest of your life here, it is up to you."
Giving her the antidote was already agreed upon; sparing her life was already an act of mercy. For someone who wanted to kill her, not dying under her whip was already showing leniency.
"Junior sister, do you think she might do something rash now that she's so disfigured?"
"It's possible, who knows. If she had trusted me even a little more, she would have explained things clearly long ago, and An Liu would have given her the antidote pill already."
"So you already told An Liu."
“Everyone in the Dark Pavilion has a few antidote pills on hand, just in case. Before I left, I specifically told her that if Lu Wenyun was smart enough to tell me in advance, I would spare her the suffering of the seven-day itch. But she just wouldn’t believe me and insisted on trying.”
Shortly after, An Liu delivered a message: Lu Wenyun had committed suicide.
Indeed, how could a woman who loves beauty so much bear to lose her looks, power, and wealth?
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