As the only person in the capital who obeyed the Third Master, he was usually treated politely by the dignitaries. But this was the first time he was ordered around by a woman.
For his father, he endured it.
Lying on the bed, Mulansheng's brows were furrowed in pain, and he was too weak to say a word.
Of course, Ye Feng didn't take off Mulansheng's pants, but rolled up his trouser legs.
After Yun Miao disinfected the silver needles one by one, she sat down beside the bed.
At this moment, her aura calmed down and became steady, but her hands moved slowly and methodically.
He found the acupuncture points and gently inserted the silver needles, saying in his usual soothing tone: "Your illness is actually nothing. I'm here, so don't worry too much."
Mulansheng listened to the gentle words, and his eyes, which were originally closed, slowly opened. Looking at the woman's serious face with her head down, an inexplicable surge of emotion surged in his heart.
There are many enemies in the palace and many spies in the mansion.
His habitual vigilance was nothing more than a habitual avoidance of danger.
When was the last time I trusted a stranger so much?
But listening to her casual words, his body actually slowly relaxed, and his original defenses also quietly collapsed at this moment.
What was even more miraculous was that the unbearable pain that had accompanied him when he was ill a moment ago, and which he was almost accustomed to, actually slowly disappeared in the woman's hands.
Yes, it’s fake.
Mulansheng felt as if he was about to be reborn and saw hope. He suppressed the surge in his heart and pretended to be calm and said, "Thank you!"
Yun Miaocai raised her head and looked at him with a pair of dark eyes: "You're welcome."
The conversation between the two seemed to touch upon the sincerity and honesty.
Yun Miao knew that he understood her strength.
"Master, are you okay? Does it still hurt?" Ye Feng hurried forward. He was in great pain, fearing that Mulansheng would be hurt by Yun Miao, the fierce woman.
But he could clearly see that Mulansheng's expression was no longer as uncomfortable as before, and his brows were relaxed. He was surprised and said, "This is really a blind cat that has encountered a dead mouse, and it has revealed its tricks!"
"Who is the blind cat and who is the dead mouse?" Yun Miao looked at him.
Mulansheng also looked at Ye Feng nonchalantly.
Facing two direct gazes, Ye Feng instantly became embarrassed: "I... I am a blind cat, I am a dead mouse."
When Yun Miao left, Ye Feng couldn't wait to run to Mu Lansheng and excitedly said, "Master, could it be that she is the one that Master Ming Tianshi said could cure your illness?"
This Taoist priest actually has some real skills.
This was the first time that Mulansheng was so shocked that he didn't refute it. He never believed in these mysterious methods before.
However, the command given to him by the Taoist priest came true.
"Then...Mr. Fate said that the woman you will be paired with in the future must have a lotus mark on her body. She is a person with great fortune, but is it true that your fate is also good?" Ye Feng excitedly.
Mu Lansheng glanced at him calmly, "If I were to marry in the future, it would be out of love, not out of personal gain. Just because this fortune teller can predict fate, it doesn't mean I have to follow him. Even human effort can overcome destiny. Besides, he might have predicted the existence of a great doctor in Jiuzhou City simply because he had heard about it. Fulian's body seems like a fairy tale."
Ye Feng nodded and said, "Yes, it's still a question whether this vicious woman can cure your leg completely! Now it's just pain relief, it's still a long way from being fully healed. I'm just being too anxious."
…
That night.
It was rare for Mulansheng to have a good night's sleep during the illness.
Yun Miao also returned to her room and took a fragrant bath. When she put on her clothes, a pink lotus print was completely covered.
After applying medicine on her face, Yun Miao rolled into bed and started snoring.
In Miaoya’s painful memory, she hadn’t had such a comfortable and peaceful sleep for many years.
Although he has the same name and surname as Yun Miao, their fates are very different.
In her sleep, Yun Miao dreamed of the boring days of cultivation of her predecessor.
Then, he suddenly dreamed of Miao Ya's memories before she sold herself to enter the Yang Mansion.
The past that should have been vague to a child suddenly appeared clearly in Yun Miao's dream...
"Miao'er, if you like rabbit lanterns, mother will take you to buy one tomorrow."
"Miao'er, wait here for mother, don't run around..."
"Mother..., mother, save me... um..."
"You damned bitch, forget about the life of luxury and wealth when you come to our house. From now on, we are your parents..."
"Ten taels of silver will do for this girl. I'll sell her to you."
Those broken memories are shown like a revolving lantern...
My mother's departing figure gradually blurred, leaving only the clear image of her skirt covered with irises floating in my memory.
The lantern festival and the crowd seemed like a nightmare that sealed her childhood, so much so that she forgot that her parents, who beat and scolded her, were not her biological children.
Her stepfather was hacked to death because of his gambling addiction, and her stepmother sold her to the Yang family in order to remarry.
Miaoya, ah Miaoya, it turns out... such a painful past should not belong to your life at all.
Tears soaked the corners of Yun Miao's eyes. She didn't know whether it was because she felt the same way as if she were there, or because this body still had some instinctive consciousness.
It seems that there is something else behind her life story.
How could simple abduction lead to the conclusion that her date of birth matched that of the daughter of the Yang family?
In the dark night, Yun Miao opened her eyes and could no longer fall asleep.
But just as she was about to get up to drink some water, she suddenly noticed several figures flashing and overlapping outside the door.
After taking a closer look, Yun Miao suddenly came to her senses.
She didn't have time to think about it, and quietly put on her coat, then tiptoed and bent over to walk to the door.
The figure outside the door seemed to be still determining the room number. Finally, a long knife was inserted through the crack of her door and began to pry the bolt.
Yun Miao looked at this scene and quickly reached out a hand, pressing a finger against the bolt in the opposite direction.
The figure outside the door pried for a long time but the bolt didn't loosen. A group of men in black looked at each other in confusion.
"Bang!" The door was kicked open.
So blatant?
Yun Miao quickly retreated behind the door, covered in cold sweat.
Then he watched two or three men in black rush into his room, the long swords in their hands flashing cold light.
Before they noticed her behind the door, Yun Miao ran towards the door and shouted, "There's a fire! Come out and put it out!"
During the day, she saw quite a few guests staying at the inn. Whether they were a black market or assassins, they needed more people at this time. If she had directly ordered someone to kill, no one would have dared to open the door at this time. After all, no one dared to get into trouble.
But it was different when they heard the fire was coming out. In an instant, many lights were turned on in the whole inn.
The men in black probably didn't expect the woman to do this, so they immediately chased after her.
Just then, the sound of a fire was heard and many doors in the corridor were opened at once.
But when everyone saw a group of men in black chasing and hacking the woman, the door was immediately and decisively closed.
Yun Miao: “…”
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