Qian Youxue walked over with great interest, took a closer look at the items on the table, sat down next to them with great interest, and gestured for Yun He to take a look as well.
"Hey, the doll has an acupuncture point chart on it." Yunhe watched as Mr. Buyu stuck needles all over several major acupuncture points.
Qian Youxue examined the doll carefully. Acupuncture point diagrams were drawn on it, and the points where the needles had landed were the same ones she had used on that certain demon earlier. Was she studying her acupuncture technique? A master is a master; she could memorize all the acupuncture points after just a few tries.
However, her acupuncture technique was unique and tricky; besides knowing the location of the acupoints, the order was also crucial. Looking up at the calm, devilishly handsome man, she seemed to realize something, pointing at him and saying, "You...you didn't actually prick him, did you?"
"Yes, it just quieted down." He said casually.
Okay, she admitted that Mr. Bu Yu was a good student, but if those acupuncture techniques could calm down that certain devil, it meant that the original acupuncture methods were no longer effective against him. She estimated that the certain devil would wake up in less than half an hour.
"What's wrong? Is something amiss?" Bu Yu looked at Qian Youxue with concern.
Qian Youxue shook her head, took out several brightly blooming flame flowers from her spatial storage, and placed them in several different places. The temperature in the room immediately rose.
Bu Yu stared in disbelief at the flame flowers, all of them the finest of the finest. Where did this woman get so many? Could it be from her trip to the forest?
"Your Highness, from now on, leave such risky tasks to Bu Yu!" He knew how dangerous that forest was.
"You're overthinking it. It's just the one you cultivated last time. Not enough? I'll take out a few more." After saying that, Qian Youxue took out a few more Flame Flowers from her spatial storage, as if they were free.
However, after hearing what Bu Yu said, she regretted it a hundred times.
"Your Highness, do you know how much these flowers can sell for at auction?" Bu Yu asked in the most despicable way.
"Tell me!" Qian Youxue poured herself a glass of water and drank it.
"One flower for a thousand taels... gold!" He pointed to a number, and immediately regretted it as he looked at Ye lying on the bed.
Pfft!
Qian Youxue spat out the tea in her mouth, coughed twice, patted her chest and said, "Tomorrow... tomorrow you remember to tell the prince that he owes me one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, that is, eight thousand taels of gold. If he doesn't pay, next time, I won't give him a single tael."
This means, "Is there more? Is there more?"
He stared at the princess in disbelief. He knew that thing was extraordinary. It was no problem to grow the Flame Flower with spiritual energy, but for each flower to be of the highest quality, things were probably not so simple.
Suddenly, the image of that Flame Flower from last time flashed into his mind. He could clearly see the color of the flower's stamen when he brought it back, so how did it suddenly become a top-quality flower?
He absolutely refused to believe that it had nothing to do with the princess.
He grinned slyly and said mischievously, "Name your price and give me the flower-growing recipe."
hey-hey!
After laughing, Qian Youxue gave a curt reply: "Not for sale!"
Can it be sold?
That's selling blood! Putting aside her fear of pain, if outsiders knew about her constitution, she'd be drained dry sooner or later. And then there's the "medicine person" the servant mentioned—becoming one would be worse than death. Thinking about it, goosebumps rose all over her body.
You lost interest in money after going out?
He glanced at the princess, then at Yunhe who was secretly laughing to himself. It seemed he could try approaching Yunhe later; perhaps he could gain some advantage from her?
ah……
A ripping scream rang out, and the room shook.
All three of them turned their gazes to Xuan Mingye, who had been calm. At this moment, Xuan Mingye was shaking his head in pain, and a strong killing intent appeared in his blood-red eyes. He looked like a demon from hell, and just looking at him made people feel scared.
"How could this be?" Bu Yu felt that the needling technique and the order were correct. Could it be...?
"The poison has mutated again. Let's calm him down first." Qian Youxue only said this briefly; they would only know the specifics of the mutation when the moon was fully visible. In order not to expend too much energy fighting this monster, they could only put him to sleep for the time being.
Next, she used a small spirit-gathering array to merge the spiritual power of the three people and suppress the violent aura in the demon's body.
After all that effort, the three of them were covered in sweat. Once they were done, Wuya rushed in from outside, cupping his hands in greeting as he entered: "Your Highness, Young Master, quite a few people have come tonight."
"I should have changed locations. It would have been troublesome if the poisoning had been interrupted." Qian Youxue was full of worry after hearing this. The biggest fear when performing acupuncture treatment is being interrupted by poisoning. Not only would it make the person performing the acupuncture go into a state of demonic possession, but the patient might also lose their life as a result.
Ignoring the princess's worry, he frowned and said, "I had thought about having Ye move to another place before, but he refused."
"Would it kill you to be less temperamental?" Qian Youxue glared at the now-quiet demon with resentment.
Those around Xuan Mingye knew his temperament; he was a man of his word. He rarely changed his mind unless there were exceptional circumstances. For example, their princess.
"It's too late to talk about this now. Don't worry about what's going on outside. Uncle Long is back this morning, and he'll take care of all that trash." Not wanting to distract the princess, he told her about Uncle Long's return. However, he didn't tell her that besides Uncle Long, there was another mysterious team outside, specifically there to deal with the people who came tonight.
...
In a house not far from the Prince's mansion, several pairs of eyes gleamed with a dark, brooding light. They listened as servants continuously entered, reporting the current situation at the Prince's mansion.
Clang!
Everything on the table was swept onto the floor, and the queen sat down angrily.
What a bunch of useless trash! So many people went in, yet they couldn't even get into the outermost courtyard. It's truly shameful.
"Your Highness, there's still that other person in the Prince's mansion. It's not that easy," Wang Mama whispered. She had long advised her mistress that what appeared to be an opportunity was actually a trap.
The abilities of that person in the War Prince's Mansion are unfathomable; even the Emperor is wary of them. Master's actions are far too reckless. Most importantly, even Lord Sai has gone mad with Master. Tonight, they will likely not only suffer heavy losses, but also attract a great deal of trouble.
Sai Miaoshou sat there silently. If he hadn't heard the news that the White Tiger Blood had been taken by the War King's Mansion, he wouldn't have been here. Even some experienced low-level alchemists knew how important the full moon was to them.
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