Chapter 47 — Sneak Into the Yang Residence
On the morning of the second day, Zi Moyan arrived outside of Yang Jing's house — Yang Jing being the City Lord of Yan Yang City. With the entire Yan Yang City being subrged, his house wasn't any more lucky than the rest. Therefore, he acted according the the Imperial Court's instructions and led the city inhabitants to take shelter on this high mountain top.
His status was higher than the other villagers, so it was obvious that the village chief's house was offered to Yang Jing to stay in. So albeit this was Yang Jing's temporary ho, it was, in reality, the village chief's house. It may not be one of those lavish mansions, but it does have a courtyard adding to it's unique elegance.
Two people ca at of Yang Jing's house at this ti, one old and carrying a dicine box, while the other was rather young — looking no more than thirty-sothing years old — and wearing the clothes of a housekeeper.
The elderly man sighed as he walked. "Housekeeper Yang, it's the first ti that I, Old Xiu, have seen the illness that City Lord Yang's young miss was afflicted with, her pulse was extrely bizarre. Old Xiu is incompetent and I'm afraid that I'm even more powerless against the young miss's illness. I suggest you to find soone else better qualified than to help."
Housekeeper Yang anxiously tried to keep the doctor, but this old chap was very obstinate. He didn't bother with Housekeeper Yang's urges to stay and left just like that.
Housekeeper Yang helplessly shook his head, his heart beating with anxiety. The young miss suddenly fell in but after inviting dozens of doctors to have a look, they all gave the sa answer: it's a strange illness, they're powerless against it! If this continues on, what was going to happen to the young miss? Oh the poor young miss.
Zi Moyan curled her lips slightly up, confidence flickered across her eyes. This pharmaceutical drug was created personally by her, how could ordinary Jianghu doctors be able to treat it with ease?
The dicine that she had Phantom put in Yang Jing's house could be said to be poison, but it also isn't. This poison was harmless to the body, but it will let the people feel dizzy, powerless from head to toe, as well as having the effect of disrupting the condition of the pulse. Most doctors would be powerless against this kind of dicine, only with her special antidote could it be cured
Zi Moyan walked closer to Housekeeper Yang. "Did sothing happen? Seeing as there are doctors coming and going out of your house, is there soone sick? I just happen to have so knowledge in the dical arts, who knows, I might be able to help you guys."
Housekeeper Yang raised his head when he heard Zi Moyan, what ca into his sight was a white-clad young man. This young man's handso appearance could be compared to that of an immortal — he has never seen such a beautiful youth before, but with his brows angled with a touch of coldness and his cold-hearted gaze, it made the Housekeeper's heart shivered and unable to keep eye contact with the young man.
Although the young man sounded indifferent, his words was music to Housekeeper Yang's ears. The gloom quickly swept away from his face as he looked at the man with eyes filled with hope. "Really? That's great! How about this, follow to the guest room first, then I'll call my Master to co and talk to you in detail?"
"Alright." When Zi Moyan followed Housekeeper Yang to the guest room, it was already occupied by a white-clad man. He was precisely the one who was impersonating her — Dazhu. His sharp, sword-like brows wrinkled slightly, her handso face creased up into a ss.
Once he saw Housekeeper Yang coming it, he imdiately asked anxiously: "Yang Qi, have you invited a new doctor?"
Yang Qi — which was Housekeeper Yang — heard the Pri Minister's questioning and promptly responded. "Yes, I have. It's this young master here."
Yang Qi looked at the two white-clad n in the room, inwardly muttered: They clearly wore the sa color clothes, but compared to the esteed Pri minister, that young man is so good-looking that one's gaze couldn't turn away. Clean temperant and a n.o.ble air within the cold aura. The Pri Minister, however, has a look of a hooligan. When the two of them stood together, this disparity was just too obvious!
So much so that he was skeptical sotis whether or not that man was really the esteed Pri minister. Which Pri Minister would eat and drink and mingle all day and night, showing not a hint of staid but with such hooliganism instead?!
He obviously see that this Pri Minister has different ideas towards the second and third young miss; therefore, why this Pri Minister was so desperately anxious when the third young miss fell ill this ti.
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