Chapter 412: 169. Begging Her

169. Begging Her

"Daoist Lu, is there still a cure for her?"

"Hmm, this little ink sprite's injury is not heavy, but not light either. It's quite evil, violating taboos. It's not to say it's incurable, but..."

"But what, Daoist, please speak."

Ouyang Rong asked with a serious expression.

Lu Ya glanced at the little Daoist nun who called herself the female immortal of ink, then looked at the handsome Commandant's serious face, and said calmly:

"I am from the Shangqing Sect and am not very good at the art of medicine. It's fine to treat people simply, but treating this... This matter is more suitable for the Jiang Yuqing friends. Xie girl must have mentioned this."

"Hmm."

"Why doesn't Ouyang Young Master hand her to me to take back to the Three Pure Ones and Sanshan for treatment."

Ouyang Rong heard this, didn't respond immediately, but nodded slightly:

"That makes sense, but is it in time."

Lu Ya nodded immediately: "If I set off now and rush with all my strength, I should be able to reach Gezao Mountain in time."

He turned to look at the little Daoist nun lying on the bed; "Still in time."

Lu Ya didn't expect Ouyang Rong to nod and agree immediately.

However, Ouyang Rong turned his head and pointed outside the door, and added a sentence later, which made his expression change slightly.

"Okay, thank you, Daoist Lu. Take her over immediately. You must save this little girl. To tell you the truth, Daoist Lu, she can be considered to have a favor to me, so I must repay it. In addition..."

"Junior sister will go with you, so there will be someone to take care of you on the road, and she is also familiar with Gezao Mountain."

"Uh, actually, there's no need to trouble Xie girl. I'll just go. The defense of the Prince's Mansion cannot be relaxed. It hasn't been long since the last assassination conspiracy. As a warning, it's better for me or Xie girl to stay. I'll just go."

Ouyang Rong's face was troubled: "Then... about how long will the treatment take?"

Lu Ya thought for a while:

"I don't know, but Ouyang Young Master, don't worry. Gezao Mountain is very safe, and with the Prince's Mansion and my face, putting this little ink sprite there to warm and heal is the best of both worlds."

The paralyzed-faced Daoist youth rarely guaranteed with a pat on his chest.

"Actually, it's not impossible to stay there."

Ouyang Rong's face was troubled: "Junior sister should go together."

Lu Ya looked at Ouyang Rong's expression and asked:

"Why is this? Why must Xie girl go together? Could it be that you don't trust me?"

"No."

"Then you don't trust Gezao Mountain?"

"Neither."

"Then why exactly..."

"Because Miss Miao Si is very important to us, and it needs it."

Lu Ya paused, looked at Ouyang Rong's expression, narrowed his eyes slightly and asked:

"Oh, how important? Ouyang Commandant needs it... for what? Could it be that you are simply short of ink for reading and writing?"

Ouyang Rong nodded, then shook his head.

Lu Ya was suddenly vigilant.

It was mentioned just a few days ago that the spiritual ink needs great fortune, but it was encountered so quickly. How could it be such a coincidence... he thought secretly.

"To tell you the truth, my junior sister is already a Grade 7 Page-Turner of the Confucian School and needs literary energy to break through. If Miss Miao Si recovers, she can just help my junior sister break through."

Lu Ya was stunned, looked at Ouyang Rong's serious expression, and hesitated.

"Is that so..."

Lu Ya suddenly asked: "Ouyang Commandant, this little ink sprite should follow Miss Huang Xuan in the future, right? After all, they have lived together for so long."

Ouyang Rong said calmly:

"After Miss Miao Si wakes up, please ask her to help my junior sister first. As for where to go, of course, it follows her own thoughts, just like Miss Huang."

Lu Ya was suddenly worried, and muttered in his heart: "Then it's over. If she knows it's going to the Three Pure Ones and Sanshan, she will definitely run away..."

However, he soon restrained his expression.

Lu Ya looked carefully at the righteous expression of the handsome Commandant in front of him, and the vigilance in his heart was relieved a little.

After all, regarding the matter of Huang Xuan's apprenticeship just now, this Ouyang Young Master was indeed very fair and did not specifically favor the Confucian Academy.

Thinking of what he had quietly said to Huang Xuan just now, the paralyzed-faced Daoist youth felt a little guilty, and his respect for the handsome Commandant in front of him grew deeper.

No wonder the Prince and the eldest son trust him so much... Forget it, the secret treasury of the Three Pure Ones and Sanshan Ancestor Hall is not short of new ink users at the moment... And who told the junior sister to be more important?

Thinking of the matter of going down the mountain this time, Lu Ya nodded:

"Okay. Just do as Ouyang Young Master says. However, considering that I and Xie girl cannot leave the Prince's Mansion together, I suddenly remembered one thing. Maybe that thing can treat this ink sprite's injury."

"What thing?"

"A pill."

"Where is it now?"

Facing Ouyang Rong's questioning, Lu Ya was silent for a while, looked left and right, and whispered:

"Ouyang Young Master, don't say it was my idea. You just say... just say I accidentally got drunk..."

"What exactly is the matter?"

Ouyang Rong's face became more and more curious...

When Ouyang Rong and Lu Ya left Miao Si's sickroom, Xie Lingjiang was chatting happily with Huang Xuan.

Xie Lingjiang touched Huang Xuan's head and turned to look at Lu Ya's expression.

The latter showed a sighing look.

Xie Lingjiang stood gracefully with her hands behind her back.

Ouyang Rong shook his head helplessly. Seeing his junior sister's proud and complacent look, he naturally understood that his junior sister had been stealing chickens while Lu Ya was away, trying to win the little girl's favor.

However, it was also fortunate that she was not in the room, otherwise the later matter would not be easy to explain...

Ouyang Rong felt a little guilty in his heart.

Xie Lingjiang asked curiously:

"Big brother, how did you talk? Is there a way to treat Miao Si?"

Ouyang Rong nodded, "I still need to find a medicine. Daoist Lu has already explained, I'll go get it now."

The two girls breathed a sigh of relief.

Xie Lingjiang originally wanted to go with Ouyang Rong to find the medicine, but turned back and looked, a bit worried about leaving Lu Ya to blow wind in the ears of the wavering Huang Xuan, so she stopped and stayed behind.

Ouyang Rong seized the opportunity, turned around and walked out of the Juxian Garden Study with quick steps.

He passed through a piece of garden architecture, didn't go to the main entrance of the Prince's Mansion, but turned his steps and walked into another long corridor between the tree shades.

If Xie Lingjiang were by his side at this moment, she would definitely find that big brother was walking the path she usually took back to her boudoir courtyard.

Ouyang Rong came to the front of his junior sister's boudoir courtyard, but passed by directly and walked into the boudoir courtyard next door.

He knocked on the door.

Knock knock knock—!

"Who is it?"

Sister Caishou's curious voice came:

"Didn't I tell you to go get fresh fruit? The young lady is going to eat after her nap. You enter the door, why are you knocking? So stupid."

Knock knock knock—!

A light "Eh" sound, and the sound in the courtyard disappeared.

The next instant, the courtyard door was opened, revealing Sister Caishou, who was originally akimbo and lecturing, and also revealing her stunned expression:

"Ouyang Young Master?"

Ouyang Rong coughed:

"May I ask if Her Highness is resting?"

Sister Caishou couldn't help but lower her voice: "You... are you here to deliver the umbrella again?"

Ouyang Rong: "..."

Why is it "again"?

"Put the fruit plate on the small round table at the door. Sister Caishou is really something, how can you let Ouyang Young Master carry it up? The Young Master is the Jiangzhou Commandant, it's a bit condescending to carry the plate for this Princess.

"Speak, what instructions does the Commandant have."

"I wouldn't dare to teach, uh, that is, I came to visit Her Highness."

"Visit?"

"Uh, what is Her Highness looking up at?"

"The sun isn't coming out from the west today."

"..."

"Speak directly, Commandant, don't dawdle."

"That, I heard that Her Highness has a healing pill here, gifted by the Jiang Yuqing Sect Master."

"Heh."

"Cough."

"Lu Ya told you?"

"He was drunk."

"Is the Commandant not drunk?"

"No."

"But why does this Princess feel that you are drunker than him."

"This request is indeed presumptuous. I..."

"Get out."

"..."

"Get out!"

"Her Highness, I..."

"The flower vase bookshelf on the right side of the door, third row, fifth grid. Open it and there is a sandalwood box. You take it out together!"

"I didn't mean to... Hmm?! Thank you, Her Highness."

"Heh, didn't Daoist Lu's drunken words say there were other pills? Ouyang Young Master only asked for this one?"

"Seems not, what other pills does Her Highness have?"

"Forget it, you don't need to know now."

"Okay."

"Wait."

"May I ask what other instructions Her Highness has?"

The study was silent for a while, Li Guoer spoke first;

"Does Ouyang Young Master have anything he wants to give me?"

"Give to Her Highness? What does Her Highness want? What else does Her Highness lack?"

"Nothing."

Li Guoer waved her hand. Ouyang Rong saw her expression that seemed to be disgusted, so he had to turn around and leave this boudoir courtyard.

On the way, for a certain matter, he was puzzled.

Until returning to Juxian Garden Study, it was all a bit strange. What exactly did Li Guoer want to give him...

Juxian Garden Study, in a sickroom, there were only two people and a little person lying on the bed.

Ouyang Rong took out a wooden box from his sleeve and handed it to Lu Ya.

Lu Ya opened the wooden box, and suddenly a strange fragrance filled the room.

He suddenly asked: "Does Young Master know how precious this pill is?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

"If it is useful, just give it to her."

Lu Ya sighed: "I want to say, Her Highness is really not bad to you."

Ouyang Rong was stunned.

Not long after, Lu Ya prepared to close the door to treat Miao Si, and Ouyang Rong turned and left the study.

Before walking out the door, he turned back curiously and asked:

"By the way, where is junior sister?"

"Miss Huang went to talk to Miss Xie."

"Why not talk here."

"Maybe it's a whisper between women."

"Uh..."

Ouyang Rong wanted to speak, but immediately saw the figures of Xie Lingjiang and Huang Xuan returning from the long corridor ahead.

Xie Lingjiang's expression was disappointed.

Huang Xuan pulled Xie Lingjiang's sleeve from time to time, a bit apologetic.

Ouyang Rong saw the expressions of the two girls and seemed to understand something.

Soon, they came to him, and at the same time, Huang Xuan also said her choice...

Huang Xuan wanted to go back to the Shangqing Sect of Mount Mao with Lu Ya to practice Daoist methods.

Ouyang Rong was actually a bit surprised, but accepted it, and encouraged the little girl in the red jacket a few words.

Soon, he ran to comfort his junior sister who had an unhappy expression.

"Huang girl made this choice, there should be her reason, we have no right to interfere."

"It's all big brother's fault, you are a middleman who mixes mud, hum..."

Ouyang Rong's foot received a violent blow, and he hissed for a moment.

He hurriedly coaxed her, and then whispered: "It's okay, when Miao Si wakes up, junior sister will have hope of breaking through."

"What do you mean?" Xie Lingjiang frowned and turned back to look at him.

Before the two could speak more, Lu Ya walked out of the sickroom.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and cast a questioning look.

The paralyzed-faced Daoist youth stepped aside.

Everyone only saw that behind him, on the small couch in the sickroom, a Confucian-robed little Daoist nun the size of a palm was rubbing her sleepy eyes, getting up in a daze, looking around, as if muttering something, suddenly widened her eyes, and touched her bulging belly under the Daoist robe:

"Eh, where is this? Hmm, so full. What did you do to me while I was sleeping?"

"..." Everyone.

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