Chapter 62: Brother Yun?

"This winter has been exceedingly cold, freezing many people to death, and a great number of disaster victims have also poured into Jingcheng."

Meng Hui nodded upon hearing this.

"Good, Father understands. He'er, you've had a tiring journey—go back and rest now!"

"Yes."

Meng Qinghe lifted her chin slightly and turned to leave.

Chi Nan Yi, in this life, don't even think about competing with me! Once I gain a firm foothold, you and the Chi Family will end up even worse off than in the last life.

So what if you survived the locust plague?

Given how cold this winter is, you'll only end up like in your past life—freezing and starving to death.

This time, I absolutely will not let you receive a single grain of relief food in Jingcheng.

Chi Nan Yi, whom Meng Qinghe assumed was living miserably, was at this moment standing outside Prince Li's estate.

"Miss Chi, please come in."

"Brother Yun, this medicine was prepared according to the Prince's injuries. You can just have the Prince take it directly—one pill per day, nothing complicated. There's no need for me to go inside, right?"

Though Prince Li was not as ruthless and brutal as the rumors outside claimed, it was better to avoid unnecessary trouble. What if she somehow displeased that god of slaughter?

"Miss Chi, shouldn't medicine be taken only after a pulse diagnosis? The Prince's condition may have changed from a few days ago, so please diagnose the Prince's pulse in person first!"

Chi Nan Yi felt utterly helpless upon hearing this.

Upon arriving at the rear courtyard, Prince Li was still painting.

It seemed to be the same painting from a few days ago.

"This commoner pays respects to the Prince."

Mo Junyan raised his head, his gaze falling on her: "Dispense with the formalities."

"This commoner has come today to deliver medicine to the Prince."

"Mm."

Yun Shui had pushed him out, and Chi Nan Yi stood obediently to the side with her head lowered.

"Are you very afraid of This Prince?"

Chi Nan Yi secretly rolled her eyes upon hearing this—afraid of you, my foot!

If she were alone today, without all the members of the Chi Family, she would have dropped everything and walked away long ago.

What prince, what imperial son—she wouldn't give them a second glance!

With this space, she could hide until the end of the earth and no one would be able to find her.

"The Prince's body is worth a thousand in gold; this commoner naturally looks up to it."

Hearing her say this, Mo Junyan smiled and said lightly: "Insincere little liar."

Chi Nan Yi could not help but freeze upon hearing this.

How did he know she was lying to him? Was she really that obvious?

Yun Shui, standing to the side, felt as though struck by lightning.

He had never seen their Prince show such a good attitude toward anyone.

He was even teasing someone.

This Miss Chi was truly the first!

Yun Shui could not stop himself from sizing up Chi Nan Yi once more, and just then, a cold, sharp gaze landed on him.

Yun Shui instinctively shrank his neck.

Killing intent.

His master's gaze carried killing intent when looking at him!

"Prince, this commoner will diagnose your pulse."

Mo Junyan extended his wrist in full cooperation. Chi Nan Yi felt the pulse beating with great strength, and her mouth twitched.

Yun Shui was right after all.

Prince Li's body truly no longer needed to take that medicine.

This was simply a normal person, fully recovered!

Chi Nan Yi withdrew her hand and said with a smile: "The Prince is in good health and no longer needs to take medicine."

Mo Junyan's expression froze upon hearing this, and he gave a low cough.

He had just actually forgotten to reverse his true Qi.

"Cough, cough, cough…" Mo Junyan frowned deeply and said in a low voice: "Is that so? But why does This Prince still feel unwell? Miss Chi wouldn't be brushing This Prince off, not wanting to treat This Prince, would you!"

Brushing off?

It wasn't that obvious, was it!

Chi Nan Yi gave a dry laugh: "What is the Prince saying? It is this commoner's utmost honor to treat the Prince—how could I brush you off?"

"Then how could you fail to see that This Prince is unwell?"

With that, he extended his wrist once more: "Diagnose my pulse again."

Chi Nan Yi gritted her teeth and reluctantly reached out her hand.

With a pulse like his, he was probably healthier than a normal person—how could it possibly…

Feeling a pulse that was countless times weaker than before, Chi Nan Yi's eyes suddenly widened—what was going on?

It clearly hadn't been like this just now!

Uncertain, she felt Mo Junyan's other wrist as well.

"How is it?"

"The Prince's body is exceedingly weak, with severe trauma to the internal organs. You must rest and recuperate well."

"Hn." Mo Junyan got the answer he wanted, a faint smile in his eyes: "How long will healing take approximately?"

"About half a month."

"Good, then for this half month, please trouble Miss Chi to come daily for a pulse check."

"Daily?"

Chi Nan Yi suddenly lifted her head, her clear eyes meeting Mo Junyan's pair of jet-black pupils, and she felt a jolt in her heart.

Those eyes, she felt she had seen them somewhere before.

"This Prince's leg, Miss Chi, have you thought of a cure?"

Chi Nan Yi hesitated a moment, then spoke softly: "Your Highness, I, a lowly girl, am lacking in knowledge and learning..."

Noticing Mo Junyan's eyes gradually turning cold, Chi Nan Yi immediately changed her tone: "Please, Prince, allow this lowly girl more time to study."

"Good." Mo Junyan nodded, then nodded to Yun Shui beside him, who hurriedly brought over a plate of pastries: "Miss Yun, this is just made in the small kitchen, try it."

Smelling the familiar fragrance, Chi Nan Yi's eyes lit up.

This is actually the osmanthus cake from the most famous pastry shop in Jingcheng.

Since arriving here, she has never left.

"Thank you, Brother Yun." Chi Nan Yi took the pastry and thanked him in passing.

Yun Shui initially felt nothing wrong, but upon receiving a killing intent even icier than before, he suddenly sobered.

He swallowed, finding it difficult to meet his master's eyes; frightened, he quickly averted his gaze and immediately explained: "Miss Chi, this pastry is actually..."

"Brother Yun, the medicine I just gave you can be given to the Prince to eat."

Brother Yun again...

That killing intent had almost condensed into substance.

"Miss Chi, that pastry..."

"Thank you, Brother Yun, I really like eating this pastry."

Interrupted again, Yun Shui was so angry he wanted to curse in the street.

Dead mouth, speak quickly!

"This pastry is actually..."

"Yun Shui, are you deaf? Didn't you hear Miss Chi tell you to give the medicine to This Prince?"

Yun Shui almost wanted to explain, but could only swallow his words.

He tremblingly handed over the medicine box.

"Prince, this medicine pill need only be taken once a day, at any time."

Mo Junyan placed the medicine pill in his mouth; it dissolved upon contact, leaving only a full mouth of medicinal fragrance, and he felt no difficulty swallowing.

As the medicine pill entered his body, a warm current flowed through his abdomen, extremely comfortable.

"How much silver?"

"One medicine pill costs twenty taels."

"That's actually cheap."

Having received the silver and pastries, Chi Nan Yi, Yun Shui arranged for servants to send her away.

"Brother Yun?" Mo Junyan raised his eyes, his gaze falling straight onto Yun Shui.

"Master." Yun Shui directly knelt on the ground: "Subordinate... subordinate knows his fault."

"Where is the fault?"

"Fault... fault..."

"You don't even know where you're wrong, what fault are you admitting?" Mo Junyan waved his arm, a powerful force directly blasting Yun Shui out of the courtyard.

Yun Tian, who was guarding outside, saw this and couldn't suppress the smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Finally it's your turn to be blasted out, serves you right!"