Your Majesty - Chapter 42
"He has been poisoned by three kinds of poisons: Ice Soul, Sparrow's Tongue, and Ulan. I have suppressed the poisons, but it will take another three months to completely cure them," the man in blue replied coldly, turning to look directly at Pang Wan.
Pang Wan was startled when he saw him turn around. Upon seeing the other man's handsome but unfamiliar face, she instinctively gave a shy smile: "Sir, you are very capable."
The young man in green didn't speak, but turned around and continued to administer acupuncture to Bai Xiaosheng.
Pang Wan watched his every move, blinking in confusion. When her gaze slid to the ear of the young man in blue, she shuddered.
Half an hour passed quickly, and the blue aura on Bai Xiaosheng's face gradually faded. The young man in green finished his acupuncture and got up to take his leave.
Gu Xiju was very courteous and expressed his gratitude in various ways. He then ordered a maid to take the distinguished guest to the best room to rest. The young man in blue robes remained neither humble nor arrogant, neither too warm nor too cold.
Pang Wan stood behind him, silently pursing her lower lip.
After settling the divine physician of Medicine King Valley, Gu Xiju and Ding Huaili both looked exhausted and went back to their rooms to rest.
Pang Wan sat in Bai Xiaosheng's room for a long time before finally sneaking out.
She walked toward the distinguished guest's room.
It was already evening, and the blood-red sunset hung just on the mountainside. The young man in blue stood in the courtyard, gazing into the distance in a daze for some reason. His back was stained with a thick ink-like shadow by the afterglow.
Pang Wan approached him and called out softly as if afraid of waking him.
"Brother Nanyi?"
The young man in blue turned his head upon hearing the sound.
Their eyes met, and his unapproachable, arrogant black eyes revealed a chilling coldness.
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"Brother Nanyi, what are you doing here?"
Pang Wan took two steps forward cautiously and then stopped.
Out of a feeling called "fear", she subconsciously kept a safe distance from the Southern Barbarians - after being hunted by someone for five whole years, her body would naturally have a rejection reaction.
"Why can't I be here?" Nan Yi looked at her and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
"I... I mean, how did Brother Nanyi become a member of Medicine King Valley?" Pang Wan asked, somewhat flustered. "You even disguised yourself?"
Having been bullied by this person since childhood, even though the Southern Barbarians are now wearing a fake face, Pang Wan's tension under his powerful aura is almost a conditioned reflex without hesitation.
"Did you give Bai Xiaosheng the antidote?" Nan Yi ignored her question, his gaze sharp as if trying to pierce her heart.
“This…” Pang Wan’s eyebrows furrowed in distress, “The situation was urgent at the time…”
Nan Yi sneered, his voice laced with mockery: "I had no idea that Father's Jade Dew Heart-Clearing Pill had been renamed the Mighty Overlord Pill!"
Pang Wan was both ashamed and afraid, and shrank her neck in fear.
The Moon Worship Cult, located in the southern borderlands, has always been adept at collecting herbs to concoct poisons. To prevent members from being accidentally poisoned and unable to return for treatment, the cult leader specially developed a pill that could alleviate the effects of all poisons—the Jade Dew Heart-Cleansing Pill. The Jade Dew Heart-Cleansing Pill is extremely precious, kept under the unified custody of each cult leader, and its formula is a closely guarded secret. Even when a high-ranking member of the Crown Prince's faction like Pang Wan descended the mountain, the cult leader only gave him three pills.
"I didn't dare to say my real name at the time, so I had to come up with one on the spot..." Pang Wan was a little frustrated. She lied only to avoid revealing her identity, but she never expected to anger Nan Yi so much. It was clear that he was really dissatisfied with the medicine's stage name.
"How can such a life-saving medicine be given away so casually!" Nan Yi interrupted her angrily, flames blazing in his dark eyes.
Pang Wan was taken aback, thinking that she was angry that I didn't cherish the pills, and pouted sullenly: "I know, I won't do it again."
Nan Yi glared at her and then said nothing more.
Perhaps because the Southern Barbarian's face suddenly became unfamiliar and his attack power decreased, Pang Wan looked at the handsome and fair-skinned scholar's face in front of him, felt an itch in his heart, and subconsciously reached out to touch it.
—He Qinglu said that the fake face was cold and had no warmth, and she wanted to take the opportunity to verify it.
Pang Wan had completely forgotten that the person in front of her was the devil she had avoided like the plague during her youth. When she came to her senses, her soft hand was already pressed against the other person's cheek without reservation.
"What do you want to do?" Nan Yi lifted his eyelids and stared at her coldly and emotionlessly.
Pang Wan was startled and quickly withdrew her hand and stood up straight, her ear tips burning red.
"Nothing, nothing!" She shook her head hastily, lowering her face even further. "I was just curious about your mask!"
—He Qinglu wasn't lying to her; Nan Yi's face was indeed icy cold.
“I made this myself.” Nan Yi glanced down at her. “Two years ago, I went down the mountain to travel and apprenticed under a master of disguise.”
Pang Wan stared blankly at his exquisite mask, her expression filled with envy: "If only I could learn to disguise myself." If I could, I wouldn't have to put up with that young master He's attitude anymore.
Nan Yi scoffed, his contemptuous sneer: "You want to learn? Can you even learn it? Look at yourself, what have you accomplished in the six months since you came down the mountain? Do you even know where the Jade Dragon Token is now? You'll be sixteen in fifteen days, have you completed your virginity killing yet? You've utterly disgraced your father!"
Pang Wan was rendered speechless by his sudden barrage of accusations.
Indeed, as Nan Yi said, after descending the mountain, she became so engrossed in portraying herself as an innocent and pure woman that she completely failed to notice how quickly time had passed. The young master of the Demonic Sect, in just six months, learned the art of disguise and even killed two sect leaders; what had she learned in those six months? She couldn't very well go back and tell the sect leader that she had learned how to seduce the male lead, could she?
"I..." A feeling of guilt welled up inside her; she had really been taking money from the Moon Worship Cult for nothing.
"Useless!" Just like countless times before when he had successfully framed Pang Wan, Nan Yi condescendingly summarized it with three words.
Pang Wan had no mood to argue with him at this moment. She was feeling dizzy and thinking: What? So she will be sixteen years old in fifteen days! In the Moon Worship Cult, not completing the virgin killing means that she is not a true adult and certainly cannot become a Holy Maiden. Where can she find a respectable head to hang on the door?
As he pondered, his expression grew increasingly grave and somber.
"Although it's embarrassing to have a junior sister like you, I still prepared a coming-of-age gift for you."
Nan Yi raised an eyebrow slightly, noticing the unpredictable expression on her face.
"Oh, thank you." Pang Wan gave a perfunctory expression of gratitude.