Xiao Wang Ye's inner energy dissipated from his palm.
The Regent, usually inscrutable in public, revealed his emotions for the first time without any pretense.
Ye Qingcheng naturally didn't miss the man's reaction.
*Hmph, fooled you.*
The title of Divine Doctor wasn't just for show.
Ye Qingcheng's gaze was sharp. Fortunately, they hadn't gotten dressed after waking up, which was convenient for her to find the acupoints.
With a swift movement of her hand, the hairpin was plucked out and then inserted into several other spots.
"Now, I should be qualified to negotiate with you, right?" Ye Qingcheng put away the hairpin, glancing at it with some disdain, and didn't put it back in her hair.
The situation was urgent, and there was no time for sterilization.
*It's best if you get infected and die, you crazy lunatic.*
Ye Qingcheng thought to herself, but her face revealed nothing.
Xiao Wang Ye composed himself, suppressing the shock in his heart, and his face once again became expressionless. "I don't recall you ever knowing medicine."
Moreover, her medical skills were exceptionally superb.
After all, a host of top imperial physicians had been helpless against his leg, and no amount of searching for remedies had given him any sensation.
Yet, this woman's few needles had such a miraculous effect.
How many more secrets did this "Princess Consort" of his hide?
Seeing through the other party's thoughts, Ye Qingcheng sneered inwardly.
The modern medical facilities and advanced medical skills of her past life were no match for her acupuncture technique.
In this fabricated ancient world, she was confident she could dominate.
Ye Qingcheng raised an eyebrow. "Give me three months, and I can make you stand up again."
Three months?
Xiao Wang Ye was almost amused by the woman's wild claims.
"If you don't believe me, you can kill me right now."
Ye Qingcheng curled her lips into a half-smile.
A silence fell upon the room.
On the embroidered bed, the bedding was in disarray, and the air still held a lingering scent of intimacy and indulgence.
After an unknown amount of time, the man's voice finally echoed, "What are your conditions?"
"I want to live."
"I will give you three months."
Xiao Wang Ye agreed immediately and then added sinisterly, "You know the consequences of deceiving me."
Ye Qingcheng quickly searched her memory, falling into a brief silence.
Although she was confident in her medical skills, she wasn't sure if certain medicinal herbs existed in this world.
However, three months should be enough time for her to escape.
Without much further thought, Ye Qingcheng stated resolutely, "No problem."
"Deal."
Having received the desired answer, Ye Qingcheng eagerly jumped off the bed.
The moment her feet touched the floor, her legs weakened, and she almost collapsed.
But she truly didn't want to share a room with this lunatic any longer. Who knew if he would change his mind?
With that thought, Ye Qingcheng ran directly towards the door.
"Wait, stop!" the man's voice suddenly rang out from behind.
*Damn, is he really going to go back on his word?*
Ye Qingcheng ran faster, yanked open the door, and was about to rush out.
Outside the door, the guards and imperial physicians who had stood watch all night widened their eyes.
Following their gaze, Ye Qingcheng looked down.
Only then did she realize her clothes were disheveled.
While not completely undressed, the intimate red marks from the previous night were now exposed without reservation.
"Bang—" The door was slammed shut again.
Outside, the imperial physician, well past his fifties, silently turned his face away.
After a while, he spoke hesitantly, "It seems the Princess Consort's heart ailment is likely not serious..."
Halfway through, he couldn't continue.
The guards were also unable to speak.
The deceased Princess Consort had suddenly come back to life, and the Prince who had wanted to kill her yesterday was now with her...
The guards, who had inadvertently glimpsed their master's privacy, were utterly bewildered.
Inside the room.
Ye Qingcheng scurried back, grabbed the clothes on the floor, and began to put them on in a rush.
Xiao Wang Ye on the bed had already slowly risen, dressed himself leisurely, and sat in his wheelchair.
He looked at Ye Qingcheng with a meaningful gaze.
"What are you looking at?" Ye Qingcheng, still flustered from being seen, spoke sharply, unable to help but glance at the man a few more times.
After putting on his clothes, his outwardly righteous appearance was quite handsome.
Sensing the hint of admiration in the woman's eyes, Xiao Wang Ye narrowed his deep pupils.
This expression was one that Ye Qingcheng often displayed.
Could it be that her temperament had truly changed just because she had narrowly escaped death?
Xiao Wang Ye raised an eyebrow, about to speak.
Then he saw Ye Qingcheng, in a fit of self-abandonment, walk towards him. "I don't know how to put this on, help me."
These damned clothes were layered and complicated. She had spent a long time trying to put them on, only to end up with messy hair and looking disheveled.
"Ye Qingcheng, I've only allowed you to live a little longer, not to get too comfortable." Xiao Wang Ye's expression suddenly darkened. "If you dare to be disrespectful again, I won't mind sending you on your way earlier."
*What a temper.*
*What sort of feudal hierarchical trash is this, to consider this disrespect?*
Ye Qingcheng rolled her eyes but suppressed her anger, pitching her voice, "Your Highness, could you please help this consort put on her clothes?"
"Ye Qingcheng!"
"If you don't want to help, don't help, why are you so fierce."
Living was important, and it was better not to provoke this infuriating man.
A wise person knows when to yield, Ye Qingcheng muttered, trying to recall the original owner's memories and haphazardly throwing the clothes onto herself.
Fortunately, although she wore them haphazardly, they were enough to cover her body.
Satisfied with herself internally, Ye Qingcheng took off running again.
Outside the door, the imperial physician and guard, who had been exchanging bewildered glances, nearly jumped out of their skins.
Seeing the Princess Consort indeed alive and kicking, the guard's doubt about the world deepened.
Beside him, the imperial physician bowed. "Princess Consort, His Highness said you had a relapse of your heart ailment. Although you seem alright for now, for the sake of your precious health, would you permit this old subject to check your pulse again?"
Ye Qingcheng paused in her steps.
In the original story, after Ye Qingcheng died of poisoning, the imperial physician was summoned.
He had naturally seen that the cause of death was not a heart ailment, but under the Regent's power, he had reluctantly declared that the Princess Consort had suddenly died of a heart ailment.
A life had vanished so lightly, without causing any ripple.
Ye Qingcheng lowered her gaze and said coldly, "No need, I feel very well now."
With that, she strode away directly.
"Xiao Si!" The man's clear voice came from within the room.
"Your Highness, what are your orders?" The guard hurried into the room and knelt in greeting.
"Send the Princess Consort a bowl of contraceptive soup."
"Yes."
Xiao Si lowered his head and retreated, not daring to look up the entire time, his gaze fixed straight ahead, never daring to ask further questions.
He simply had to follow the Prince's orders.
However, should he continue to assassinate the Princess Consort from now on?