Su Majestad - Capítulo 54
The monks performed purification rituals to cleanse themselves of karmic debts and evil spirits, appealing to the gods and Buddhas through scriptures. Yang Luoxue never believed in such things. He gently picked up a strand of hair and twirled it around his finger. This was a habitual gesture of his. His gaze lingered on Baili Wushuang; this body possessing wondrous sword energy, and the ultimate trajectory of that sword energy, were what truly captivated him.
Will this strange power, this strange pulse, one day completely replace her original heartbeat? After that, what kind of person will she become? No, I should say, after that, will she still be considered a "person"?
This body is quite interesting.
Baili Wushuang sat silently, her eyes closed. The red glow between her brows appeared bewitching under the lamplight, yet for some reason, it seemed strangely holy on her face. Her face was like the snow and ice of the Kunlun Mountains, aloof and pure, devoid of any worldly air.
Once that power takes over her body, will her face still look the same as it does today?
He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice someone approaching. A hand gently landed on his shoulder; the fingers were long and smooth, like jade, and very beautiful.
The owner of the hand spoke in a gentle voice: "Didn't you never believe in gods or Buddhas?"
"Have you finished soaking in the hot spring?" Yang Luoxue took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom and handed it to her. "It's time to take your medicine."
The hand took the medicine bottle, and seeing his gaze fall on Baili Wushuang, Yang Luoxue introduced, "This is Suodingcheng—"
"Is it Miss Baili Wushuang?" The newcomer smiled. "The sword energy in the peach grove is extraordinary. I thought to myself, if it is not Jin Chulou of Yangfeng Village, then it is Baili Wushuang of Suoding City who possesses such sword energy in the world."
"You must be Tang Congrong, the head of the Tang Clan?" Baili Wushuang bowed slightly in acknowledgment. "The Divine Physician Yang and the head of the Tang Clan are close friends, a well-known story in the martial arts world. I should have guessed earlier that the friend who came with the Divine Physician was the head of the clan."
Tang Congrong smiled and looked at the sword box on the table, then asked, "Is the young lady performing the ritual for the sword?"
"Master has a good eye."
“Young Miss is someone who lives by the sword, and there’s no one else here, so I guessed it was a sword.” Tang Congrong’s expression was gentle, and even without smiling, she seemed to have a hint of a smile. “Since it was made by Young Miss, it must be a weapon from a prestigious family. May I take a look?”
Baili Wushuang took out the Chongli Sword and handed it to him.
"What a fine sword!" Tang Congrong exclaimed. "Even if I don't wield a sword, I can still see its brilliance."
"You flatter me, Patriarch." When it came to swords, Baili Wushuang's attitude became amiable, and the two chatted very congenially.
A strange smile played on Yang Luoxue's face. Tang Congrong rarely went out of his way to please others; when he did so, it was because he needed something from them—just like how Baili Wushuang had arranged for a maid to take care of him last night.
Chapter 100
As expected, the three of them ate a vegetarian meal together at noon. Tang Congrong asked Suodingcheng to forge a batch of hidden weapons for the Tang Clan, and Baili Wushuang agreed. The two negotiated the price and requirements and then sent messages to their respective sects. After the meal, Tang Congrong went to soak in the hot springs, and Baili Wushuang suddenly asked Yang Luoxue, "Is the Clan Head injured?"
Yang Luoxue glanced at her, "Hmm?"
"His breathing was unstable."
I can even sense this... Is this also a power of sword energy...?
Yang Luoxue's gaze was deep, her eyelashes like dark lines, her eyes seeming to want to see into her body. "He is indeed feeling unwell."
"So the divine physician came here not to admire the flowers, but to treat a friend's illness." There was a very subtle change on Baili Wushuang's face, as if the snow in spring was melting slightly. This expression was a bit like a sigh. Her voice was a little soft and a little hoarse. "'Never leaving the valley to treat patients', it turns out there are exceptions."
"It's easy for me to make an exception, as long as I have a good enough reason," Yang Luoxue replied. "Miss is one of the exceptions. Haven't I already agreed to go to Suoding City?"
"That's because you want to study my body, isn't it?" Baili Wushuang's sigh disappeared, and he said calmly, "And what reward would you ask for for healing the Tang Clan Head?"
“There is no need for reciprocation between friends.” Yang Luoxue said with a wry smile, “Miss should be grateful for the sword energy on your body. If it weren’t for it, I wouldn’t have agreed to your request.”
"Divine Physician, just remember you promised. If it weren't for my master's illness, I wouldn't have endured your pointless questioning." Baili Wushuang stood up. "Farewell."
She left decisively, because if neither of them backed down, the conversation would likely turn into an argument, and possibly even a fight. Yang Luoxue was certainly no match for her, but now she needed his help and had no choice but to yield.
Looking down feels like a breath of stale air stuck in your chest, impossible to exhale. It's like a half-finished sword being suddenly doused with a bucket of dirty water; there's nothing more suffocating than this.
Yang Luoxue watched her retreating figure, her gaze slowly darkening.
Not long ago, Tang Congrong suffered a qi deviation while practicing the Flower Rain Needle technique, causing the accumulated cold energy within his body to overflow. He originally planned to use the hot springs of Xuyu Mountain, combined with medicine, to expel the cold energy, and then use the method of applying acupuncture points to force it out. This plan should have been completed in three to five days, but now almost half a month has passed and there is still no progress.
He started treating patients at the age of twelve, and every ailment he treated was easily cured. But now, he's run into trouble with his best friend.
I can no longer feel like I have some kind of godlike omnipotence in the medical field, as I used to.
When Baili Wushuang mentioned this, it was as if his sore spot had been touched, and the atmosphere inevitably became confrontational.
In a few days, it will be Tang Congrong's birthday. As the head of the Tang Clan, Tang Congrong must return safely to receive the blessings of his entire family and even the entire martial arts world.
With only a few days left, what should I do?
It was dusk three days later, and the peach blossoms began to fall. Every gust of wind would bring down many peach petals from the mountain.
When Tang Congrong came out of Taolin Hot Spring, he saw Yang Luoxue waiting in his room. When she saw him come in, she pointed to the bed and said, "Take off your coat and lie down."
Chapter 101
Tang Congrong obediently lay down wearing only her undergarments, while Yang Luoxue had already laid out her needle pouch. Normally, acupuncture points are located naked to facilitate needle placement, but everyone has a habit they're unwilling to correct—what people call a fetish. Just as some people refuse to share a blanket with others, Tang Congrong refused to expose her skin to others. Yang Luoxue didn't force her; with his medical skills, a single layer of clothing was no obstacle for him.
Tang Congrong asked, "Are you going to Suoding City with Baili Wushuang tomorrow?"
"Um."
Tang Congrong smiled slightly, "A good opportunity, don't miss it."
Yang Luoxue didn't understand.
"With your status, it would be difficult to find a wife who is your equal, wouldn't it? It would be just as difficult for Baili Wushuang to find a suitable husband, wouldn't it?" Tang Congrong let him insert the golden needles into the acupoints, and said casually, "In terms of status, position, family background, age and appearance, you are a perfect match. Even your temperaments are a good match."
"I didn't know you changed careers to become a matchmaker." Yang Luoxue said expressionlessly, "Speaking of status and position, aren't you two a better match? You get along well with each other, so why not marry this goddess?"
Tang Congrong smiled and was about to speak when the last needle was inserted. His head tilted slightly, and he fell asleep.
As she removed her hand from the last golden needle, Yang Luoxue's gaze was focused, but her brows furrowed slightly.