The smoothness of the lines, Xiao Wang looked at Ye Qingcheng sitting opposite him, his lips slightly raised, outlining her profile.
It was a feeling that lasted a lifetime at a glance.
Xiao Wangye did not draw quickly, but he was very careful.
Ye Qingcheng looked at the portrait, and the person in the portrait was very beautiful, with a sense of vibrant spring.
Ye Qingcheng looked at herself in the painting and suddenly smiled.
"Xiao Wangye, do you think... I'm beautiful?"
Faced with her question, Xiao Wangye was stunned for a moment, unsure how to answer.
In the past, his gaze through her figure was to see another person, but now, he could no longer find that person.
For the first time, he looked at Ye Qingcheng and replied, "Beautiful."
Ye Qingcheng suddenly smiled and nodded: "Mm! I think I'm beautiful too." Just like you look like him.
A month later, Ye Qingcheng was nestled in Xiao Wangye's study, flipping through books, only to find no storybooks, but only books on military law and politics.
Ye Qingcheng flipped through a few pages and found some annotated handwriting, with some books' handwriting appearing slightly immature, likely marked by Xiao Wangye when he was young. Ye Qingcheng looked at the man sitting in the hall, flipping through memorials, and pursed her lips with a smile. It seemed he had been very diligent since childhood!
Alas~ Ye Qingcheng suddenly felt a bit bored. Just as she was about to leave the study, she suddenly heard some movement. Ye Qingcheng moved her ears, looked around, and suddenly a strong gust of wind struck.
Although Ye Qingcheng knew some inner strength, she was not yet proficient. The arrow was close at hand, but she couldn't dodge it.
Just as she was about to be shot, a suction force pulled her backward, and with a swing to the side, Ye Qingcheng was thrown to the side.
"Ah!"
Ye Qingcheng came back to her senses, turned her head, and saw Xiao Wangye narrowly dodge the arrow.
Lin Xiao's reaction speed was so fast that even the hidden guards reacted quickly and pursued immediately.
Ye Qingcheng, with her adventurous spirit, felt that with her inner strength, she wasn't that afraid of people who lived by the edge of a knife. After all, she had lived such a life before, but this body was too weak. Since such a situation had occurred, she naturally had to gain experience.
Before she could even leave the study, a body directly crashed down, startling Ye Qingcheng.
The person who fell was disheveled, covered in blood, looked terrifying, and was half-dead, with an extremely weak breath, as if about to die.
He was still groaning, "Ouch, ouch."
Xiao Wangye also noticed.
He pushed his wheelchair over.
Ye Qingcheng quickly waved her hand, "I didn't do anything! He fell on his own." Then she looked around and picked up a stick from the courtyard to move the person's hair away, exclaiming in surprise, "Old Master Jun?"
Ye Qingcheng exchanged a look with Xiao Wangye.
Old Master Jun, who had been missing for a while, had finally returned, but he had returned injured.
Seeing Xiao Wangye nod, Ye Qingcheng took Old Master Jun's pulse while asking about his condition, "Old Master Jun, how are you feeling now?"
Old Master Jun gasped, "I... I feel weak all over, spitting blood, and dizzy."
Ye Qingcheng felt Old Master Jun's pulse and found it chaotic, his body was hot, and his heart was beating very fast. She touched his neck and found he was breaking out in a cold sweat. "Hiss~"
Xiao Wangye frowned, "What is it?"
Ye Qingcheng's expression was a little grim, "His internal organs are damaged, his meridians are severed, and his qi is weak. It looks like he was attacked in the heart meridian with inner strength." Saying that, Ye Qingcheng tore open his clothes, and sure enough, there was a black handprint on his chest.
Ye Qingcheng measured with her finger, "Look, it was only a millimeter away from hitting his heart."
Xiao Wangye pondered for a moment, "Is there still a chance?"
Ye Qingcheng smiled confidently, "If it were an ordinary doctor, they might be helpless and could only let him die in pain, but I'm not an ordinary doctor. However, he is quite remarkable to be able to rush back despite such severe injuries. Come and help me carry him back to his room."
As soon as Ye Qingcheng finished speaking, Old Master Jun's head lolled to the side, and he fainted. Ye Qingcheng was speechless. This fellow really couldn't take praise!
Just as she was about to say, "Come and help me," she looked up and saw Xiao Wangye, who needed a wheelchair to walk. She clicked her tongue and shook her head.
Xiao Wangye immediately felt offended.
Just then, Lin Xiao returned.
"Reporting to Your Highness, the person has been apprehended, but he committed suicide."
Saying that, he threw a corpse over. Ye Qingcheng went forward to look, grabbed the masked face, and saw it was a young man of no great age. Ye Qingcheng shook her head, but as a physician, she instinctively took his pulse and suddenly detected a faint beat. She then checked his breath and mouth, confirming he had no respiration.
This situation was a state of suspended animation.
This meant that although the assassin had taken poison, the toxin had not yet taken effect in his body, placing the assassin in a state of suspended animation. However, if he were left unattended, he would truly die.
Lin Xiao was still reporting his conjecture, not noticing what Ye Qingcheng was doing behind him.
"Your Highness, could it be that someone from the palace is responsible?"
But Xiao Wangye wasn't looking at him; he was staring at Ye Qingcheng behind him.
Lin Xiao felt puzzled and looked back, only to see the Princess take out a long needle and insert it into the assassin's throat, then open the assassin's mouth and place her palm upwards on the assassin's chest, and with a fist, she struck. The assassin suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, which sizzled when it hit the ground.
Then Lin Xiao watched in amazement as the seemingly dead assassin slowly opened his eyes, looked at the Princess with some confusion, and before he could recover, looked around.
Lin Xiao's mouth widened, his eyes full of disbelief: "She... she... Your Highness? This..."
The hidden guards not far away also found it incredible.
Even Xiao Wangye couldn't control his expression for a moment; his face was filled with disbelief.
Lin Xiao quickly stepped forward, "Princess, how did you do that?"
Seeing the assassin wake up, Ye Qingcheng began to take his pulse. His pulse was weak, fluctuating. It seemed the toxin had still lingered in his body, and it needed to be cured, otherwise, he would still die.
Then she heard Lin Xiao's question.
Ye Qingcheng moved her hand away and drizzled some of the black blood with her needle, looking at it under the moonlight, "The toxin didn't fully take effect, but this toxin is quite potent. Even if it was blocked at the throat, it could put someone in a state of suspended animation."
Lin Xiao was confused, "Suspended animation?"
Ye Qingcheng put away her needle and, hearing Lin Xiao's question, nodded, "Yes, suspended animation means the heart stops beating and breathing ceases. If not treated promptly, over time, they will truly die."
Lin Xiao found it miraculous, but still couldn't believe that the Princess could bring the dead back to life.
Ye Qingcheng ignored them and turned back to the study to write down a prescription and handed it to Lin Xiao, "Get this medicine. Take three doses daily after meals. I can't guarantee the toxin will be cleared, but his consciousness will be restored, and then you can ask him whatever you want."
Lin Xiao nodded and was about to turn away when Ye Qingcheng called him back.
"Wait."
Lin Xiao turned to look at her and saw the Princess pointing to Old Master Jun lying at the study door, "Take him back to his residence first. He's also injured."
Lin Xiao then noticed Old Master Jun. He twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling helpless but still obediently instructed someone to take Old Master Jun back to his residence.
Ye Qingcheng asked Lin Xiao to prepare a stretcher separately, placed Old Master Jun on it, and began to rotate him.
Xiao Wangye and Lin Xiao watched.
Ye Qingcheng simply performed aseptic protection and asked Bi Xi to boil water outside.
Then she asked Jing Xiu to prepare some tools and needles, waiting for the water to boil, and then threw the surgical instruments into the boiling water. For the situation at hand, only physical disinfection could be done.
Ye Qingcheng lowered her eyes, realizing she needed to make some more disinfection tools herself.