"How can that be?" Shen Zhiyi said anxiously. "The Third Prince is searching for you everywhere. If you go to the Third Prince's residence alone, aren't you just courting death?"
"I disagree!"
However, if it's just one medicinal herb, there must be other ways to use it.
She refused to believe that it wasn't available elsewhere.
Zhang De sensed something amiss, and suddenly looked at Duan Xingzhi, exclaiming in shock, "You...you are Night Owl?!"
Duan Xingzhi simply tore off the human skin mask.
He glanced sideways at Zhang De and said in a cold voice, "Remember my face."
“I’m going to the Third Prince’s residence to get medicine. If she’s here and suffers even the slightest harm, I’ll take your head if I’m alive, and I’ll become a vengeful ghost to haunt you if I die.”
His cold eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Zhang De was so frightened that he fell onto the armchair.
"Don't worry..." he said, his lips trembling. "I will definitely take good care of Dr. Shen."
Duan Xingzhi turned around and looked at Shen Zhiyi.
His expression instantly softened into one of tenderness and doting affection, a stark contrast to his previous cold and murderous demeanor.
"Ayi, I know you're worried about me."
“I will take the pill and will make sure you don’t suffer any pain.” He pursed his lips. “I found this medicine for the Third Prince, and I know how rare it is.”
"Furthermore, I know that in the whole world, apart from that one plant, there are no other ones that can be found."
"His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't have much time left. If we don't get him treated soon, we'll be constantly hunted down and unable to live in peace."
"In that case, let me take a risk for you and for us."
He cupped her face in his hands, his eyes deep and dark, and solemnly made a promise.
"I promise I will come back alive to see you."
Shen Zhiyi said worriedly, "Those painkillers only last for a few incense sticks' time, but they cause a lot of damage to the body. You'd better not take them."
“I can endure it,” she said through gritted teeth.
She wanted to know about his injury as soon as possible.
If they encounter danger, she can save him.
Duan Xingzhi felt a slight flutter in his heart. He stroked her cheek with his thumb and whispered, "Ayi is so afraid of pain, yet she's willing to endure it for me."
Why do you care about me so much?
His gaze, almost tangible, swept over her face inch by inch.
A faint blush rose on Shen Zhiyi's face as he looked at her.
"No, no reason..." She bit her lip, her lowered eyelashes trembling slightly.
"Cough cough cough!" Zhang De was unsure whether to sit or stand in the armchair. He raised his sleeve to cover his face and said awkwardly, "I have a pill that blocks sensations and will not harm the body."
"If you need it, I will send someone to fetch it."
He peeked out from his sleeve and secretly watched them.
After glancing at the person above, he immediately raised his sleeve to cover his face.
"I'm telling the truth!"
"That pill was given to me by the divine physician before he left the capital."
“I haven’t been able to bear to eat it all these years!” he said to Duan Xingzhi. “Since you’re getting the medicine to save the Crown Prince, I’m willing to part with it.”
"Left by Master?" Shen Zhiyi turned around and asked in surprise.
Zhang De nodded.
He immediately ordered his servants to fetch the pills.
"The divine doctor said that taking this medicine will numb the senses for twelve hours."
Shen Zhiyi smelled the pills. "Yes, they were left by Master."
One of the ingredients in this medicine is now extinct.
Even if he were alive, he couldn't concoct this pill.
Duan Xingzhi persuaded him without saying a word.
"Hey..." Shen Zhiyi was too late to stop her, and pounded her hands in frustration, "If you eat this, how will I know if you're safe?"
Duan Xingzhi lowered his eyes and gazed at her.
"Your words are enough."
"Ayi, wait for me to come back."
He touched her face, restrained himself from touching her face, and with a light step, disappeared into the night outside the window.
Shen Zhiyi watched his retreating figure with worry.
Zhang De hesitated and said, "Doctor Shen, what about the Crown Prince now..."
Shen Zhiyi composed herself, turned her head, looked at the unconscious prince on the bed, and said in a clear voice, "I will write a prescription. You can get the medicine according to what is written on it. I can guarantee that although the prince's poison has not been cured, he will wake up ahead of time."
"Really?!" Zhang De's eyes widened in surprise.
Shen Zhiyi walked to the table, sat down, and picked up a pen to write a square.
"I'll go get the medicine right away!" Zhang De took the prescription, said nothing more, and left excitedly.
Shen Zhiyi stared blankly at her hands, then glanced at the pitch-black night, and sighed with worry.
The Third Prince's Residence.
Dressed in black, Duan Xingzhi slipped silently into the study like a shadow.
A pair of eagle eyes cautiously scanned the area.
It was frozen in time on the desk in the study.
He approached quietly and carefully searched for the switch.
Ji Xueyan was waiting for news in the courtyard next to the study.
She bribed the Crown Prince's concubine's maid, threatening her family's lives, and deliberately mentioned tonic soup in front of the concubine, saying that someone in their hometown who had been in a coma had unexpectedly woken up after drinking such a soup!
That fool believed it wholeheartedly and brewed a nourishing soup that very day.
Little did they know, it was a bowl of medicine that would kill them.
She is now hiding in a secluded spot in the courtyard, waiting for news from the Eastern Palace via carrier pigeon.
Unexpectedly, instead of receiving the carrier pigeon, they were greeted by an uninvited guest who darted across the rooftop.
She would recognize that person even if he were reduced to ashes!
It's a night owl!
Ji Xueyan was so frightened that she collapsed in the shadows under the tree.
I bit my lip so hard that I couldn't make a sound.
She watched as Duan Xingzhi sneaked into the study, her heart filled with suspicion and uncertainty.
How did he get to the capital so quickly?
What are you looking for in the Third Prince's study?
Ji Xueyan's eyes darted around quickly. She immediately lifted her skirt, stood up, and quietly escaped to the courtyard outside the study, heading straight for the bedroom!
She must go and inform the Third Prince!
The night owl must not live!
...
Duan Xingzhi rummaged through the study, and based on his understanding of Xiao Renyue, his gaze settled on the jade paperweight on the table.
His eagle eyes narrowed slightly.
He placed his large hand on it and rotated it slightly.
Click—
A hidden compartment popped up on the table.
Duan Xingzhi took out the small square box inside, opened it, and sure enough, it contained the medicinal herb that Shen Zhiyi wanted!
He closed the lid and quickly shut the hidden compartment.
Just as I was about to leave, the study door was suddenly pushed open!
Xiao Renyue stood outside the door, with a group of assassins lined up behind him.
“Night Owl.” His voice was icy. “I’ve been searching for you for so long, but I never expected you to walk right into my trap.”
His gaze fell on the medicine box in Duan Xingzhi's hand, and his expression changed.
"Put those things down!"
Duan Xingzhi expressionlessly put away the medicine box, drew his long sword, and coldly faced Xiao Renyue.
"Make your move."
Xiao Renyue was furious, "So you really did intend to betray us!"
"You think you can use this medicine to save the Crown Prince? You're dreaming!"
"So it was you who poisoned the Crown Prince," Duan Xingzhi said coldly.
If he hadn't done it, how would he have known that this was the key to the antidote?
"So what if it is?" A sinister glint flashed in Xiao Renyue's eyes. "Today, neither you nor the Crown Prince will live!"
He took a step back and waved.
"Kill him!"
"Whoever takes the head of the night owl will be promoted to hall master!"
The members of the Assassin's Guild raised their weapons, which shot fiercely at Duan Xingzhi like clusters of black arrows!
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