"Shut up, why are you yelling? I’m not deaf!"
Yang Chuxia snorted.
Sure enough, the poison expert stopped talking.
Yang Chuxia pondered for a mont and said, "You’d better be telling the truth, or you’re dead for sure!"
"Oh right, what was the original dicine used to control his episodes?"
"That dicine is useless now."
"Nonsense, of course, I know that dicine is useless now, but without it as a foundation, how are we supposed to explore?" After a pause, Yang Chuxia asked again, "Could it be that you’ve developed a new drug?"
"No!" the poison expert said, "I hadn’t gotten around to researching one before you all caught ."
"In that case, just stay here then."
Yang Chuxia clapped her hands and said to Ye Yi beside her, "Keep an eye on her, and don’t let her die or escape."
"Yes!"
After the interrogation, the sky was already getting light. Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an sat in the carriage.
"Do you believe what she’s saying, my dear?" Ye Zi’an asked.
"Prince Le’s illness seems real," Yang Chuxia said, "This kind of illness has appeared in our world. Prince Le just transforms into another personality, but so people can split into more than twenty different personalities. They can beco a slave, an official, or even a man can split into a woman."
"..." Ye Zi’an was shocked; it was the first ti he had heard of such a situation.
"My dear, how do you treat such an illness in your place?"
"It’s difficult." Yang Chuxia sighed, "The treatnt thods we had are entirely unsuitable here. In theory, it is not a physical illness but a psychological issue. In our place, there are psychological therapists who can use hypnosis to integrate the personalities or let the main personality regain dominance. But we currently have no therapists or hypnotists. What’s strange is that the poison expert, being so skilled, can use dication alone to let a secondary personality take over, and she’s a poison expert, not a dical expert."
For soone who doesn’t understand much about dicine, Yang Chuxia couldn’t quite grasp this point.
"Let’s talk about it with Mu Shaoling when we get back and see what he thinks."
"Alright," Ye Zi’an said, "She should be so kind of poisonous doctor. It looks like we’ll have to rethink our plans regarding Prince Le."
"You can discuss that with Cousin and the others," Yang Chuxia leaned against him, closing her eyes. She hadn’t stayed up late for a long ti, and suddenly doing so left her unable to withstand it.
Seeing that she was tired, Ye Zi’an took off his outer robe and covered her with it, then held her in his arms again.
"Brother An, when I was interrogating that woman today, did you find terrifying?" She might have even slashed the woman’s face with scissors, which, to regular people, would seem quite vicious.
"I’ve seen you even more terrifying than this; this ti was nothing compared to before," Ye Zi’an chuckled. "There was soone back in the day, what was his na again, who was bloodied and far worse off than that woman. Go on, sleep. I’ll wake you when we’re back in town."
Feeling a warm touch on her forehead, Yang Chuxia smirked slightly and snuggled into his arms to continue sleeping.
Two hours later, the carriage entered the town, and there were many pedestrians on the streets.
"Hmm..."
Seeing her eyes open, Ye Zi’an whispered, "Let’s go back to that small courtyard first and take a stroll in the town later."
"Okay,"
Yang Chuxia responded and continued to sleep.
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