Who is she?
In the room, the old man from the frontier and Ouyang Mingri took turns to take Shangguan Yan's pulse.
Sima Changfeng asked anxiously, "Senior, who is Hua Tuo, and Yan'er?"
"Miss Shangguan's internal organs are all damaged. Although her life is not in danger for the time being, it will probably take some time for her to recover." Ouyang Mingri said.
"If her internal organs are repaired, will Miss Shangguan definitely wake up?" Leng Yue asked.
"That's hard to say." The old man from the border shook his head.
"But if her internal organs are not repaired, Miss Shangguan will never wake up." Ouyang Mingri said.
"Then how do we repair Yan'er's internal organs?" Sima Changfeng asked.
"My master and I prescribed a medicine to be given to Miss Shangguan twice a day, supplemented with true qi. But remember, you must transmit the true qi slowly and gently, otherwise it will harm Miss Shangguan's body." Ouyang Mingri said.
"That's right, Changfeng, leave the task of transferring the true energy to me and Gumutian. You are too anxious. If you fail to grasp the right measure, it will be bad if Xiaoyan'er is hurt." said the old man from the border.
"Master, I can also transfer my true energy to Miss Shangguan." Ouyang Mingri said.
"Tomorrow, your body has not recovered yet, so it is important to take care of yourself first. Leave the task of transferring the true energy to me and your uncle." said the old man from the border.
Ouyang Mingri pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, then I will respectfully obey your command."
"Uncle, senior, what should I do?" Sima Changfeng asked.
"Take good care of Miss Shangguan." Ouyang Mingri said.
Sima Changfeng nodded helplessly.
Sima Changfeng held Yan'er's hand tightly, feeling extremely painful.
"What else can I do for you besides taking care of you?" Sima Changfeng murmured to himself.
"Taking good care of her is the most important thing. What else do you want to do?" A voice sounded coldly.
"Who?!" Sima Changfeng was startled and grabbed the Dragon Soul Sword and looked in the direction of the sound.
"It's me, Leng Yue."
"Miss Leng," Sima Changfeng put down the Dragon Soul Sword and asked, "Miss, what's the matter with you coming here so late at night?"
Leng Yue said calmly, "Whether it's taking medicine or transferring Qi, it's just a small matter. Taking good care of her and protecting her is the most important thing. If she can't be safe, what's the point of all the treatment?"
Sima Changfeng nodded: "Young lady, what you said makes sense. Taking good care of Yan'er and protecting her from any harm is the most important thing."
"I'm glad you think so. Goodbye." Leng Yue turned around and left in a casual manner.
Looking at Leng Yue's receding figure, Sima Changfeng was full of doubts: "Who is she?"
In the moonlight, in the courtyard, Mingri bowed his head and played the flute. The flute's sound was mournful and filled with infinite sadness.
"Shangguan Yan, ah Shangguan Yan, if I could choose, I would rather it was you who woke up." Ouyang Mingri said sadly.
"Waking up isn't necessarily a good thing. Not waking up isn't necessarily a bad thing either."
Ouyang Mingri didn't turn around, but just tilted his handsome face slightly and replied softly, "Miss Leng."
"You are better than Brother Sima. You know who I am without looking back." Leng Yue said.
Ouyang Mingri turned around, weighed the jade flute in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Miss, have you visited Brother Sima?"
Leng Yue smiled and spread her hands: "Brother Sima is a very good person, but he likes to dwell on trivial matters."
Hearing this, Ouyang Mingri smiled slightly, pointed to the stone bench next to him and said, "Miss, please sit down."
Leng Yue sat down next to Sai Hua Tuo. Although she feigned composure, she felt a little uneasy. Ouyang Mingri's beautiful, deep eyes seemed to want to see through her. Leng Yue wasn't repulsed, but rather a little shy, with a hint of pride that said, "Why should I let you see through me so quickly?" She fiddled with the hem of her clothes with her hands, like a young girl on her first blind date.
This was also the first time Ouyang Mingri had examined her so closely. The previous times he'd either said goodbye hastily, had someone nearby, or had been tentative. Perhaps he'd overestimated it, and so had everyone else. Master, Uncle, Changfeng, and he—all of them were skilled martial artists, and the palace was filled with numerous guards and experts. Why would they be afraid of such a little girl?
The atmosphere was a little awkward. Leng Yue raised her head and said, "Ah, the night is beautiful tonight!"
"Sorry, I'm being rude." Ouyang Mingri said.
Leng Yue lowered his head and said nothing.
"I was just wondering," Ouyang Mingri explained, "that since the young lady is a bit thinner than the Dragon Goddess, I wondered what I should do when she was disguising herself. So, I was a bit rude and stared at her. I hope you can forgive me."
Leng Yue said, "This is nothing. The Dragon Goddess was seriously injured, so it's normal for her to be thin. The key is, when can you wake her up?"
"It will take 28 days to repair her internal organs, but we don't know whether she can wake up." Ouyang Mingri sighed.
"So, I have to be the Dragon Goddess for at least a month?" Leng Yue stood up anxiously. "No, this will definitely expose my identity! Even if the moon doesn't come for half a day, if they just send a group of people to attack me, I will be exposed!"
"But this is the only way at the moment," Ouyang Mingri said. "Besides, the disguise method was also thought up by the girl herself, wasn't it?"
"Just listen to what I think?" Leng Yue asked back unhappily.
"Miss, I'm sorry," Ouyang Mingri bowed and said, "Miss Leng came up with this idea out of kindness. I've spoken out of turn. Pretending to be a dragon goddess is indeed very dangerous. If you feel embarrassed, you don't have to do it. We can find another way."
"Didn't you just say that this is the only way at the moment?" Leng Yue asked.
"I haven't thought of a better way yet, but Miss Lengyue is not from the martial arts world. In fact, I don't want her to be involved in the grudges in the martial arts world. What's more, she is our benefactor. We can look for her again." Ouyang Mingri said.
"Oh, forget it," Leng Yue sighed and said, "If I look for someone else, I'll just look for a palace maid or something. The palace maids are already pitiful enough. If they die because of this, wouldn't they be even more innocent?"
"Miss Leng, there is something I don't understand. Why are you so concerned about us?" Ouyang Mingri asked.
"Because I'm happy, okay?" Leng Yue said unhappily, "I'm going to rest now. You should prepare for tomorrow's disguise."
Looking at Leng Yue's back as she turned and left, Ouyang Mingri couldn't help but wonder:
"Who is she?"
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