Romans PaiPai - Chapitre 72
Baili Wushuang glanced at him. "Do you need to disguise yourself?"
“I’m different from you. If there were patients outside the valley, they would have been brought in long ago. There’s no need for me to go out—what’s with that expression? What are you thinking?” She looked like she was trying to suppress a laugh.
"I was just thinking... if you're going to disguise yourself, the only way is to dress up as a woman..."
"Tap." He flicked her brow, and the faint red line quickly faded. She covered her forehead, quite surprised.
That noble red light has never been treated like this before, has it?
The same goes for noble young ladies, right?
His heart suddenly leaped with joy, and swiftly, he pressed his lips to the line of red light. A fleeting touch, then withdrawn.
Her face flushed.
He was already smiling, holding her hand, and striding forward.
The disciples coming and going in the valley only saw that the smiles of the two at that time were like the clear sky at this moment, the clearest and brightest, without a trace of dust.
Because at that moment, they knew their loved ones were right beside them. They knew that they had chosen each other for this lifetime.
Unbeknownst to anyone, the crimson glow vanished completely at that moment. Her forehead was smooth, without a trace. Only when Yang Luoxue turned around again did a faint sliver of crimson glow reappear.
But it was already extremely faint, extremely faint.
Sure enough, although everyone outside the valley recognized Yang Luoxue, they didn't surround him like the people of Suoding City surrounded Baili Wushuang. Wherever he went, he received an extremely warm welcome. Two teahouse owners almost got into a fight over inviting him to their establishments for tea. Yang Luoxue said, "I'll just go to one teahouse this time and another next time, isn't that enough? Don't spoil my fun."
The teahouse owner quickly said, "It's rare for the divine physician to leave the valley, and we don't know when we'll be able to see him again! But since the divine physician has mentioned it today, I've taken note! My family has the finest Da Hong Pao tea, and we're waiting for the divine physician and this young lady to come!"
The owner of the restaurant hurriedly invited him to a private room and served him the finest tea and snacks. Seeing Yang Luoxue lost in thought while holding her teacup, Baili Wushuang said, "Didn't he say this tea set was newly bought and hasn't been used yet? What are you complaining about? He wouldn't dare lie to you, would he?"
“No…” Yang Luoxue looked at her, her gaze long and gentle, “I was thinking, we need to find a place where no one knows us, so we can have some peace and quiet?”
“But you can’t leave Medicine King Valley for too long, and I can’t leave Suoding City for too long either. It’s already good enough to have a few days of peace and quiet like this.”
This is true, so we should cherish the days we can spend together.
After finishing their tea, Yang Luoxue accompanied her for a while longer. Clothes, jewelry, cosmetics, trinkets… she didn’t seem to want any of them. True, her favorite thing was swords. But she herself was the best swordsmith in the world; did she really need to buy weapons elsewhere? Yang Luoxue frowned as they walked for a while, then suddenly her eyes lit up, and she pulled her into a jewelry store.
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The shop was filled with all kinds of gold, silver and jade artifacts. He picked out a jade hairpin. Neither of them knew much about jewelry, but the hairpin was translucent and had a touch of blood red on the tip, as if it were dyed or stained, and it was clearly not an ordinary item.
The shopkeeper initially refused to accept payment, but Yang Luoxue smiled and said, "How can I give away something I'm taking for free?"
The shopkeeper then understood her meaning. Yang Luoxue threw down the silver, inserted the hairpin into Baili Wushuang's hair bun, and then pulled out the original ebony hairpin.
Unfortunately, even though he was very careful, he still managed to mess up her hair. With most of her hair loose, he smelled that misty fragrance again.
Baili Wushuang sighed and hurriedly tried to fix her hair. Yang Luoxue grabbed her hand and simply let the other half of her hair down as well. "Like this." With her hair down, Baili Wushuang had an indescribable charm and grace. Looking at her, he felt as if two hands were gently pinching his heart, and then pinching it again.
It's a little itchy, and a little painful.
His hand slid from her wrist to her fingertips, taking her entire hand in his palm. These were the hands of a swordsmith, unlike the delicate, boneless hands of most girls; her long, slender fingers possessed astonishing strength, and her palms had faint calluses. Yet, lying in his palm, they resembled a flower. He was afraid that if he gripped too tightly, he would damage the petals. If he gripped too lightly, he feared he wouldn't be able to hold her. His emotions were indescribable, a mixture of sweetness and melancholy. He reached out with his other hand, putting his arm around her shoulder and pulling her into his embrace.
The faint scent of medicine emanating from him wafted onto her face. A slight mix of panic and sweetness washed over her as she whispered, "There are so many people here..."
"So what?"
So what? Her tone rose slightly, her voice was light and cheerful, and her expression showed that she didn't care about anyone.
When they returned, it was already dark, the moonlight was excellent, and the fragrance of flowers and plants was even stronger. Baili Wushuang asked, "Where is my house?"
"here."
"This is your room."
Yang Luoxue walked in and sat down, leaning her head against the back of the chair, her long hair cascading down like water. "My room is your room." Looking at her, her thin lips curved into a slight smile. "Don't worry, I'm more generous than you. I've at least prepared an extra bed for you, so you won't have to squeeze in with me."
Sure enough, there were two beds in the bedroom, separated by a small table.
They slept peacefully that night. After all, the two of them had been traveling for several days straight and hadn't rested since arriving.
The next day, Baili Wushuang and Yang Luoxue went to see Zhan Yuan.
Zhan Yuan worked odd jobs at the lower medical clinic. Du Zixin was initially unwilling, but seeing his repeated requests, he had no choice but to agree. When Yang Luoxue and Baili Wushuang found him, he was slicing ginseng.
The dried ginseng was extremely firm, making it difficult for the disciples to cut, but for him, it was as easy as chopping vegetables. For this reason alone, he was very popular with the disciples of the Lower Medical Academy. Upon seeing the two, Zhan Yuan stood up with delight and offered them his seats.
Yang Luoxue sat down and asked, "I heard you're also learning pulse diagnosis?"
Zhan Yuan smiled and said, "Sometimes when the medical clinic is busy, I just listen in randomly."
Yang Luoxue knew he was being modest; his inner strength was profound, and his understanding of pulse might surpass that of any new disciple in the Lower Medical Academy.
Xiao Yan sat to one side, holding a silk fan in her hand, gently stroking the embroidery on it with her fingers, a serene expression on her face. She showed no reaction to the arrival of the two. Baili Wushuang asked, "Is this fan fun?"
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She didn't answer, her face still bearing a serene smile. Suddenly, she said, "Brother! This fan is embroidered with three flowers, two buds, and eight leaves!" Zhan Yuan grasped her hand, shook it gently twice, and whispered, "Yes, Xiao Yan is right."
Yang Luoxue went over and checked her pulse, and already understood: she couldn't hear.
Now, she only has the sense of touch left. In a few days, she will lose even that last remaining sense.
She decayed little by little before his eyes, but as a "miracle doctor," he couldn't help her at all.
His long hair slid down his shoulders, falling beside his cheeks and obscuring his face. Baili Wushuang couldn't see his expression, but in an instant, she sensed that his entire being had dimmed.