??19: Chapter 19 Yan Lin’s Abnormality
19: Chapter 19 Yan Lin’s Abnormality
Chu Baihan held out the dicine to a certain Prince and said indifferently, “Prince, please take the dicine.”
“How does this Prince know the dicine isn’t poisoned?” Yan Lin raised an eyebrow and said coldly.
Alright, his paranoia was acting up again.
“How about this, I’ll test it with a silver needle first,” Chu Baihan said with a muffled voice.
She turned her head to look for the silver needle for testing the dicine but realized she hadn’t brought it.
She frowned in annoyance, but then she suddenly thought of a thod and her brows began to smooth out.
She waited silently for a mont, then spoke directly, “Prince, the testing is done.
The silver needle didn’t change color, it’s not poisoned.”
Yan Lin: “…”
Does she really think this Prince is blind?
His eyesight had recovered a little by now; though he couldn’t see her face clearly, he could still see her small movents very clearly.
She hadn’t tested for poison at all.
Clenching his back teeth, he really felt like strangling her to death, daring to make such moves right in front of him.
“Prince, please take the dicine,” Chu Baihan said, completely out of patience to stall with him, wishing he would just take the dicine quickly so she could go to sleep.
She had been boiling the dicine for four hours and her eyelids were already fighting each other; she was truly very sleepy.
“Did you really test for poison?” Yan Lin asked through gritted teeth.
Feeling that sothing was off in his tone, Chu Baihan felt a bit guilty.
Why did she feel like he had discovered her secret?
“Of, of course I tested it.
Prince, you can’t wrong
just because you can’t see.
If you think I didn’t test it, did you see it?” Chu Baihan gradually beca more assertive.
Anyway, he couldn’t see now, so whatever she said would be it.
Yan Lin: “…”
He opened his mouth, wanting to refute her words, but suddenly thought of sothing and could only suppress his frustration, then said coldly, “Hand the dicine to this Prince.”
“Yes, Prince,” Chu Baihan said, smiling radiantly.
After Yan Lin finished taking the dicine, a hurried voice ca from outside, “Princess Consort, you’ve left behind the silver needle.”
Chu Baihan: “…”
The atmosphere gradually turned cold.
Yan Lin sneered and said, “Princess Consort, didn’t you already test the poison with the silver needle just now?”
“I, I have two sets of silver needles,” Chu Baihan awkwardly ca up with this excuse.
Then she quickly opened the door and took the silver needle from Ruolan’s hand, followed by pretending to be calm and saying, “Prince, it’s ti for the acupuncture.”
Having said that, she reached forward to undo his clothes.
“This is necessary for detoxifying, Prince, so please don’t feel awkward.
When I was in Jiangnan, treating patients regardless of gender, it was always done this way,” she quickly explained to prevent the Prince from thinking she had improper designs on him.
Hearing her words, Yan Lin frowned, feeling slightly displeased inside.
“Princess Consort indeed differs from other noble ladies,” he scoffed coldly.
That tone didn’t sound like a complint at all.
Never mind, no need to take it to heart.
After reassuring herself in her mind, Chu Baihan quickly picked up the silver needle, heated it with fire, and then targeted his acupoints and pricked them.
“Today, I’ll try my best to restore your sense of sll first.
The dicine earlier was boiled by
for four hours, watched over personally, hands-on with everything…”
While performing acupuncture on him, Chu Baihan kept up a steady stream of chatter.
She didn’t ntion these things to take credit; she simply hoped that he would know how hard it was for her and might rember her kindness if ever he thought of killing her in the future.
Upon hearing her words, Yan Lin’s expression darkened slightly, his thin lips pressed tightly together.
Finally, a long hour passed, and Chu Baihan felt blisters forming at her fingertips as she successfully inserted the last silver needle.
She asked urgently, “Do you feel anything now?
Are your eyes feeling any better?”
After a mont of silence, Yan Lin flickered his eyes and then answered her with an unchanged expression, “No.”
No?
Chu Baihan’s hopeful expression instantly turned to disappointnt.
She sighed, “Alright, I was too hasty.”
“By the way, you still have needles in you, and they can’t be removed for at least four hours.
So you shouldn’t sleep tonight.
After the ti is up, have Doctor Wei co to remove the needles for you.”
After finishing her instructions, Chu Baihan thought of leaving.
Realizing that she was going to leave first, Yan Lin’s expression turned very foul.
“As the Princess Consort of this prince and his doctor, do you think you can leave before the silver needles are even removed?” he questioned.
“Prince, I have been preparing dicine for you for so long, and I’ve just done acupuncture for such a long ti, I’m tired, and I need to rest,” Chu Baihan said, feeling utterly helpless.
Why did she feel like the prince was becoming more and more difficult to serve?
“There is a bed here; you stay,” Yan Lin blurted out.
But as soon as he said it, he regretted it.
He hadn’t forgotten that when she fell asleep, she always plotted against him.
He added unnaturally, “Nanny Xiao is still in the residence.
If you sleep in a separate room from this prince, I might have to be summoned to the palace by the Dowager Empress again tomorrow morning.”
That’s right, thought Chu Baihan, frowning.
There was still Nanny Xiao…
She had almost forgotten about that.
With a resigned sigh, she headed for the couch, muttering to herself, “When will I ever get to sleep on this couch that’s both small and narrow?”
Watching her retreating back, the prince scoffed inwardly: “You haven’t been sleeping on that couch; you have been fighting with this prince for the bed every night.”
Four hours later.
Wei Jia hurriedly arrived, carrying his dical kit.
As he entered, he saw Chu Baihan lying on the bed, sound asleep, while the prince sat beside her with a dark face, many silver needles still sticking out of his back.
“Prince, the Princess Consort, she…”
“Shut up,” Yan Lin said with a chilling tone.
Wei Jia: “…”
He just wanted to ask a question, why was the prince suddenly so fierce?
Not daring to think too much, he quickly moved behind Yan Lin and said softly, “Prince, let
remove the needles for you.”
He steadied his mind and began removing the needles, but several tis he could hardly refrain from exclaiming in amazent.
The exquisite skill of the Princess Consort in acupuncture far exceeded his expectations.
Noticing Wei Jia’s excitent, a flicker passed through Yan Lin’s eyes.
An orphan girl driven to Jiangnan by the Chu Family returned after eleven years with such exquisite dical skills.
Chu Baihan, what other secrets do you have that this prince does not know?
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