Chapter 497: Take Off Your Pants

Qingshu stepped forward then, lowered his head and admitted: "Master, it was I who told Miss Ye about your condition."

Nangong Mo also didn't find it surprising.

He nodded, indicating he knew, and didn't blame Qingshu.

He knew Qingshu did this all for his own good.

Over these years, without Qingshu, he wasn't even sure he could have made it through.

After going through all this, he had long regarded him as family; how could he blame him for this?

"Will it be troublesome?" Nangong Mo asked cautiously.

Ye Qingran knew what he was thinking. Nothing more than not wanting to bother her.

"Don't worry, it's not troublesome."

Although she said that, the actual complexities and difficulties were known only to Ye Qingran herself.

However, she has one advantage: she likes to take on high difficulty challenges.

"Take off your pants."

Ye Qingran suddenly said this, startling both Nangong Mo and his servant greatly.

What?

Nangong Mo was shocked.

"Don't misunderstand, I'm asking you to take off your pants because you're wearing too much; I can't examine your condition otherwise."

Ye Qingran realized her words were indeed a bit wild, and hurriedly explained.

Meanwhile, she secretly thought, if Fu Hanxiu heard this, he would definitely be jealous.

"Oh." Nangong Mo's ears tinged slightly red.

Because his leg ailment is severe, he always wears more than others.

Ye Qingran turned away, and with Qingshu's help, Nangong Mo took off two pairs of pants, leaving only a loose undergarment.

"Miss Ye, done."

Ye Qingran, hearing that, turned back, squatted down, and examined Nangong Mo's leg condition.

Due to his long-term disability, both legs have shown muscle atrophy, with some areas exhibiting varicose veins.

Perhaps because he usually pays attention to recuperation, it's not that severe.

"Do your legs usually have sensation?"

Nangong Mo shook his head.

"Since age ten, I've had hardly any sensation, and I don't feel pain. But since then, I've become extremely sensitive to cold, especially if my lower body is lightly clothed, I feel especially cold."

Ye Qingran nodded, indicating she understood.

Her hand wasn't idle either; she took out a silver needle and, without a word, jabbed it into Nangong Mo's calf.

Because he felt no pain, even if blood seeped out, Nangong Mo's brow didn't furrow at all.

Ye Qingran examined the blood bead on the silver needle for a moment, then stood up.

"The meridians in both legs are mostly ruined, the blood contains poison; if I'm not mistaken, the source of the poison is in the bone marrow."

Hearing Ye Qingran's diagnosis, Nangong Mo and Qingshu exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in the other's eyes.

"Miss Ye, we know about the meridians being mostly ruined, but how do you explain the poison in the bone marrow?"

Ye Qingran looked at Nangong Mo: "Although healing ruined meridians is difficult, it's not impossible. Over these years, your legs haven't recovered because the root cause is the poison in the bone marrow."

"Then, Master, will the poison in your bone marrow affect areas besides the legs?"

Ye Qingran said firmly, "No."

Qingshu let out a sigh of relief.

"Actually, the poison and the ruined meridians aren't the fundamental cause of your current condition."

Nangong Mo and Qingshu were startled again.

"It's the Golden Bloodline."

Amid their stunned expressions, she slowly exhaled.

Golden Bloodline?

"Your Golden Bloodline seems to have some problem; I can't yet determine exactly what it is."

"His Golden Bloodline has a problem?"

Nangong Mo's inner self was greatly shaken.

This was the first time he had heard such a claim.

"I will devise a plan in the next couple of days; for the coming two months, you need to cooperate with me unconditionally."

"Good!" Nangong Mo nodded without hesitation.

"I'll give you a preventive shot in advance; the recovery process will be very painful, you need to be mentally prepared."

"I'm not afraid!"

Nangong Mo shouted loudly.

His eyes were full of determination.

Over these years, hasn't he endured enough hardship?

As long as he can stand again, even if it's being fried in fire or sliced a thousand times, he will endure it!

"All right then." Ye Qingran disinfected the silver needle and put it away, "Nothing much, I'll be going now."

"All right. Miss Ye, take care!"

Qingshu saw Ye Qingran to the door, his eyes full of gratitude.

He just knew Ye Qingran would be the master's lucky star.

So nice!

When we reached the doorway, Ye Qingran turned around again, "I've thought it over; after I finish the plan, you should move to Ting Yu Xuan. It will be much more convenient."

"Is that okay?"

"Of course!"

Ye Qingran works very efficiently; that night she stayed up a bit and drafted Nangong Mo's recovery plan.

However, since the golden bloodline is a variable, she intends to devote more effort to that.

At dusk the next day, Nangong Mo arrived at Ting Yu Xuan accompanied by Qingshu.

Just as they entered, they saw with their own eyes Fu Hanxiu climbing over the wall into the Courtyard.

They clearly hadn't expected that the Emperor Sovereign of the Peak of the Deer Hunt was also in Shenzhou City, and would appear by climbing over the wall.

But they quickly calmed down.

After all, the Emperor Sovereign is the child's father; it's not strange for him to be here.

When he saw Nangong Mo and Qingshu, Fu Hanxiu was also startled.

"Dongfang Mo? What are you here for?"

His tone wasn't very friendly.

Back then, in Xiliang, Ye Qingran often chose to get close to Dongfang Mo because she was angry at him.

He has kept that in mind.

"Emperor Sovereign."

Nangong Mo greeted, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Here's the thing: Miss Ye asked us to stay at Ting Yu Xuan, saying it's convenient for treating my leg."

"Also, Emperor Sovereign, my real name is Nangong Mo."

Nangong Mo?

Fu Hanxiu wasn't interested in his identity.

He did glance at Nangong Mo's leg, though.

"Ran Er told you to stay at Ting Yu Xuan?"

How does he not know?

As the male host, doesn't he have the right to know?

Fu Hanxiu felt a bit jealous.

He never gets this treatment!

"Indeed. If the Emperor Sovereign doesn't believe it, you can ask Miss Ye."

At that moment, Ye Qingran also stepped out.

Seeing Nangong Mo, she said, "You're here. The place to stay has already been prepared for you. Yue Er, please lead them over."

"Alright."

Leng Yue replied.

"Oh, it's still early. You should go prepare first; I'll come find you later, otherwise we can start today."

She dislikes delays; the sooner Nangong Mo's leg is healed, the better.

Nangong Mo was a bit surprised.

He didn't expect Ye Qingran to be even more urgent than him.

But that's a good thing; of course he'll cooperate actively.

"Okay."

After Nangong Mo and his servant left, only Fu Hanxiu and Ye Qingran remained.

Ye Qingran glanced at someone's unappealing complexion and the sour smell emanating from them, and silently flipped a White Eye.

"Shall I go prepare as well?"

Ye Qingran thought that at this moment, a clever person would choose to leave as the best strategy.

"Stop. Won't you explain?"

Fu Hanxiu's voice sounded a bit irritated.

"I plan to treat Nangong Mo's leg, and for convenience I've decided he'll stay at Ting Yu Xuan for the next two months. What is there to explain?"

Heavens, is this man being too petty?

"I never get this treatment!"

Fu Hanxiu's tone was extremely sour.

Ye Qingran twitched the corner of her mouth.

"You've even slept on my bed; what else do you want?"

"I earned that by being shameless, not because you invited me..."

Ye Qingran placed a hand on her forehead.

What on earth is this...

"Fu Hanxiu, if you keep this up, don't enter my room tonight."

A dignified Emperor Sovereign, being so childish—really okay?

"Fine, I won't say more, but you should invite me once..."

Ye Qingran: "......"

"Dear Emperor Sovereign, may I ask if you are interested in coming to my room tonight?"

Saying that, she didn't forget to throw a flirtatious glance.

Fu Hanxiu's eyes deepened.

Finally, Fu Hanxiu clung to Ye Qingran, kissing her so hard she almost lost consciousness, before finally letting her go...

Nangong Mo's poison must be removed by three methods.

The first is a medicinal bath, soaking in warm water for two hours each day.

The second is Acupuncture, once daily.

The third is internal medicine.

Because it was the first treatment, Ye Qingran first gave Nangong Mo a session of Acupuncture, then a medicinal bath lasting two hours; when it ended it was already late night.

Nangong Mo took the pill and some herbal soup that Ye Qingran had prepared, then finally fell asleep.

Seven days later, Gu Wuyou, a disciple of the Renxu 108 Class who had been out gathering herbs, returned to the Academy.

Originally, the Academy's disciples paid special attention to the seven disciples of the Renxu 108 Class; now that Ye Qingran destroyed Gu Wuyou's alchemy room, the news of Gu Wuyou's return almost caused an earthquake in the Academy.

"Look, it's Gu Wuyou! He really came back!"

"It's really him! It's over, Instructor Ye is doomed this time!"

"Quick, let's hurry and catch up, go to the Renxu 108 Class, Ye Qingran happens to be there, there will definitely be a good show!"

Where everyone's eyes gathered, a young man in blue robes walked slowly toward the deeper part of the Academy.

The young man was slender, his skin very fair; his features were not handsome but rather delicate and clean, giving off a bamboo-like aura.

On his back he carried a bamboo basket piled with medicinal herbs.

Behind him, a group of Academy disciples followed step by step, heading toward the Renxu 108 Class.

The disciples' eyes were filled with interest.

They were very curious: what reaction would Gu Wuyou have if he learned his alchemy room was destroyed by a newly arrived Class Instructor?

Just thinking about it makes their blood boil!