"Alright, for now that’s all we can do. When Madam wakes up, let her reach out to for a check." Bai Ruozhu packed up the silver needle and bowed to the great elder before taking her leave.
"Young Bai friend, I heard from Wenyu that you’re looking for Dragon-seeking Grass?" the great elder suddenly asked.
Bai Ruozhu nodded, "I bear the responsibility of being an envoy; if I can help, I’ll lend a hand to Fusang’s Emperor."
"Dragon-seeking Grass is extrely rare, and indeed there’s a plant in the clan. But I need to consult the other elders for their opinion. I’ll do my best to help you acquire it," the great elder said.
This was hinting at her.
Bai Ruozhu hurriedly showed gratitude, "Thank you, great elder. I will do my utmost to heal Madam."
"Good, good," the great elder said with a beaming smile.
Upon returning to the room, Bai Ruozhu found an opportunity to pull Jiang Yichun into the space, and the two began analyzing the great elder’s attitude.
"On one hand, he wants to test ; on the other hand, he might genuinely wish to heal Feng Ran," Bai Ruozhu said.
"He is too calculating and deceitful, making it hard to believe he has genuine feelings for Feng Ran. There’s likely so other conspiracy involved," Jiang Yichun remarked.
"Scheming back and forth for what? The future of the rfolk Clan?" Bai Ruozhu sneered, "Holed up in this godforsaken place, what future is there to speak of?"
Soon it was late at night, and Bai Ruozhu sneaked out alone, flipping into Ayi’s yard.
"It’s ," she said softly.
Ayi was awake; she couldn’t sleep.
"Master, Ali..."
Bai Ruozhu patted her shoulder, "Don’t worry. They’ve detoxified him but also drugged him with sothing affecting his mind. I’ll give you so antidote; feed him once a month, gradually he will recover. But you must remain cautious; act stupidly in front of outsiders, or they’ll find new ways to deal with you."
Ayi accepted the dicine bottle from Bai Ruozhu and expressed gratitude, "Thank you, I’ve noted it down."
"And, don’t be too worried; it’s not a problem that Yunyun was chosen as a saintess yet. We’re still here, they won’t dare go too far," Bai Ruozhu sighed, sharing with Ayi the incident of Yunyun seeking out the great elder.
Ayi listened with tears streaming down her face and choked up, "Such a little child knows to care for us; how can we stand by and watch her suffer?"
"Don’t worry; we’ll figure out a way to rescue Yunyun," Bai Ruozhu assured.
Ayi nodded, "I trust you. By the way, I’ve found out when that child died, she was very thin, her complexion slightly green, though most dead people look bluish-white. She was so distressed that she didn’t notice much then. During the burial, she saw nurous red dots on the child’s nails, like bleeding inside."
Bai Ruozhu furrowed her brow. What’s happening here? Poisoning? But without seeing the person, it’s hard to ascertain what poison it is.
"Also, that night when my husband ntioned Aluo, your expression changed subtly, albeit minutely. But my eyes are different from others," Ayi suddenly said, "You must know Aluo. Whether you believe it or not, Ali wasn’t lying."
Bai Ruozhu nodded, "Understood."
Leaving Ayi’s room, she returned to her room to sleep. The next morning, Ling Chen knocked on the door, saying, "Madam Feng Ran has awakened; please co over for diagnosis."
Bai Ruozhu exited the room, glanced at Ling Chen, then quickly looked away, "Alright, I’ll follow you."
Fo Lanying helped carry the dicine box, and the three were about to leave when the door beside them opened, and the Astrologer stepped out.
Perhaps the Astrologer had only just woken up, bringing a certain laziness that added a touch of earthly flavor, or perhaps his sudden appearance startled Ling Chen, who involuntarily turned and looked at him.
Their eyes t, and the Astrologer’s eyes suddenly lost focus, walking forward step by step as if soulless.
"Brother, where are you? Where did you go? Did father kill you?" The Astrologer seed to have lost his soul, murmuring aloud.
Bai Ruozhu’s heart tightened; he was enchanted, speaking his deepest fear.
"Xingye, what’s wrong with you?" Bai Ruozhu called him by his current na.
Fo Lanying discreetly used Divine Sense Attack on the Astrologer, very subtly and not harming him, under which he regained clarity.
"What just happened?" He sensed sothing was amiss.
Ling Chen quietly glanced at Fo Lanying, eyes gleaming slightly.
Fo Lanying fearlessly t her gaze, "We Jiuli Clan also have our skills; fortunately, I’m not afraid of you."
Ling Chen was not angry; instead, she laughed, a sight Bai Ruozhu and others hadn’t seen before.
"Great, you’re pretty good," she said, turning to walk forward.
The Astrologer realized what was happening, his handso face alternating between green and white, wanting to rage but forcibly holding it back.
Bai Ruozhu nodded slightly at him, "Rest a bit; we’ll be back later."
The Astrologer nodded and returned to the room, feeling quite uncomfortable inside.
"Left Guardian didn’t co today?" Bai Ruozhu asked with a smile.
Ling Chen glanced at her and quickly averted the gaze, "He closes for cultivation today every month."
"Oh, you don’t need daily cultivation, just one day a month? Quite relaxed, isn’t it?" Bai Ruozhu intentionally joked.
"Not everyone, only him. His ability is special, unable to cultivate ordinarily; only today each month can he cultivate, and the result is dozens of tis more effective than usual," Ling Chen explained.
Bai Ruozhu looked at her sowhat curiously, not expecting Ling Chen to elaborate.
Soon they reached Feng Ran’s residence, Ling Chen knocked, and inside ca Feng Ran’s sowhat weary voice.
This weariness wasn’t physical, rather soulful or perhaps it’s called a sense of loss.
"Co in."
Bai Ruozhu entered and bowed, seeing her leaning against the bed, her temples seemingly whiter.
For a mont, Bai Ruozhu thought of her grandmother, feeling the two overlapped, her gaze towards Feng Ran softened.
"I heard you’re treating , thank you," Feng Ran spoke with a gentle tone.
Bai Ruozhu bowed, "As the younger generation, it’s my duty, though regrettably, I couldn’t help much."
Feng Ran smiled, yet her smile was bitter.
"Don’t bla yourself, I actually don’t want to recover," she said.
Bai Ruozhu was a bit shocked, "Why do that?"
"Living is but prolonging suffering; confusion feels better. Once I’m lucid, my heart aches unbearably, already battered and broken," Feng Ran clutched her chest, tears falling.
Ling Chen frowned, "Madam Feng Ran, you shouldn’t speak like this. I can’t stay silent if asked by the great elder."
Feng Ran wiped away her tears and sneered, "Treat my illness yet keep under surveillance, slap my face and hand a sweet jujube? I’m no child anymore!"
User Comments
0 comments from readers