Chapter 79: Not a Threat, Just a Reminder

These sick horses had some flaws, but once cured, they would be no different from the healthy warhorses of Yuqin Guo.

Invisibly, the number of warhorses increased once more.

She casually led over a horse, mounted it in a single flip, and clamped her legs tightly against its belly; feeling the weight on its back, the horse instantly bolted into a wild gallop.

The extreme sensation of passion and freedom left Chi Nan Yi utterly entranced.

Over the next few days, Chi Nan Yi ran into town every day to check on the shop's progress, and the Chi Family residence was also being rebuilt in an orderly manner.

Everything seemed to be developing in a good direction.

This day, as soon as Chi Nan Yi arrived in town, several men appeared before her.

The one leading them was none other than Gao Feng.

"Miss Chi." Gao Feng wore a neither warm nor cold smile. "My master requests your presence."

They had crossed paths once before at Zhao Anqi's residence, and Gao Feng knew she could understand his words. "Please come with me, Miss Chi."

"I have no ties to your master, so what does he want with me?" She took a step back, feigning wariness. "I am a daughter of a respectable family."

Hearing this, Gao Feng gave a cold laugh. "Miss Chi is rather overestimating herself. Our master has contracted an illness and needs the young lady's help to diagnose and treat it. Please do not misunderstand."

"Misunderstand?" Chi Nan Yi said with a smile. "I fear it is you who has some misunderstanding. Previously at the Zhao residence, it was said my medical skills were lacking—so how is it that you now want me to diagnose and treat him?"

Hearing her continue to argue, Gao Feng's expression turned displeased. "No one can defy my master's orders, and Miss Chi is no exception."

Was this an attempt to use his identity as the Crown Prince to pressure her?

Chi Nan Yi was not annoyed. She nodded in feigned helplessness. Seeing that she no longer refused, Gao Feng smiled. "Miss Chi, please!"

After Chi Nan Yi and Gao Feng's group left, a figure hurried quickly toward the direction of Mo Junyan's estate.

Arriving at the villa, a foul medicinal odor rushed into her nose.

Chi Nan Yi frowned deeply, and the disgust on her face was apparent even to Gao Feng.

"Miss Chi, once you are before my master in a moment, you had best put away any expression that should not be on your face. If you provoke my master, you will suffer for it."

Chi Nan Yi looked straight ahead without a sideways glance, not bothering to respond at all.

Make her suffer?

Then Mo Junheng could forget about having a good time himself.

"Your Highness," Gao Feng said respectfully, "your subordinate has brought Miss Chi."

Chi Nan Yi performed a curtsy. "Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"Rise."

Mo Junheng's cold, gloomy voice reached her, and Chi Nan Yi's gaze fell upon him, prompting her to raise an eyebrow.

This person who was neither human nor ghost...

Was Mo Junheng?

She saw that his face was gaunt, with patches of red rash covering his face and neck, not even sparing the backs of his hands. His eyes were bloodshot, and veins bulged on his forehead.

Served him right.

Chi Nan Yi withdrew her gaze, wanting only to laugh out loud.

The red rash was her handiwork, but the reason this dog of a thing had reduced himself to such a state was mainly because his anxiety had flared into a fire attacking his heart.

Perhaps because he had lost several crates of treasures and warhorses!

Put that way, it seemed it had all come from her hands.

Tsk tsk tsk, this was still only the beginning.

It was merely an appetizer, and he was already being tormented into wanting to raise a white flag—truly boring to the extreme.

"I summoned you here today. Do you know why?"

Hearing this, Chi Nan Yi could not help but curl her lips.

Did all those in power have this kind of habit?

He was clearly the one who had his guards bring her here, yet instead of speaking plainly, he turned around and asked her.

"This humble woman is dull-witted and does not know."

"Heh, then you truly are dull-witted enough."

Your ass.

Chi Nan Yi rolled her eyes; she had still shown him mercy.

If she had known, she would have dosed him with a handful of croton beans and let him have diarrhea for three days and three nights until he was dehydrated—see if that could cure his madness.

"Come here and take my pulse."

"His Highness the Crown Prince's status is precious, and this humble woman's medical skills are lacking."

"Enough nonsense." Gao Feng saw the displeasure in his master's eyes. "Whatever His Highness tells you to do, you simply do it."

"This humble woman is timid. The guards beside Your Highness are truly somewhat frightening. Once this humble woman gets scared, the pulse reading will not be accurate."

"Step down!" Mo Junheng shot Gao Feng a cold glare, then turned to look at Chi Nan Yi and said with a cold laugh, "Are you timid, or do you have ulterior motives?"

Seeing her stunned, Mo Junheng leaned back against the chair and lifted his chin slightly. "Speak. What do you want?"

"This humble woman does not understand."

"What a fine 'does not understand." Mo Junheng's gaze locked onto her. "A child raised by Lord Meng should not have such a timid disposition."

This dog of a thing had indeed investigated her.

"Your Highness jests. This humble woman no longer has any ties to the Meng Family now. I am merely an ordinary commoner, so naturally I must be a bit cautious and discreet."

"But why has This Prince never heard that the Meng Family's legitimate daughter knew medicine?" His eyes narrowed slightly, an inquiring gaze falling on her face, unwilling to miss any expression. "If Lord Meng knew you knew medicine, he likely would not have been willing to truly let you leave."

Chi Nan Yi smiled. "If this humble woman had not left, how would the Meng Family's true legitimate daughter conduct herself? Someone would surely bring up her rustic origins time and again. She would lose face, and the Meng Family would lose face too. It would be better for this humble woman to leave. With only one legitimate daughter, the Meng Family would have no one making idle gossip."

Rustic origins...

Hearing these four words, Mo Junheng's brow furrowed fiercely.

Chi Nan Yi saw this and could not help but laugh.

It seemed the Meng Family had already extended an olive branch to the Crown Prince.

Meng Qinghe wanting to marry the Crown Prince was truly far too impatient.

"You are quite a clever one." He extended his hand. "Take my pulse!"

Chi Nan Yi looked at the red rash on his wrist, thought for a moment, then somewhat fastidiously produced a handkerchief and draped it over his wrist.

"What is the meaning of this?" Mo Junheng threw the handkerchief onto the ground. "Do you find me repulsive?"

Well, what else? This man surely did not think he was some prized delicacy! After taking his pulse last time, she had gone back and washed her hands many times with Spirit Spring Water; ever since then, she had carried a handkerchief with her at all times, just in case.

"Does Your Highness still wish to have your pulse taken?"

Chi Nan Yi did not answer him, which amounted to a tacit agreement.

"You are the first to dare speak like this before me." Mo Junheng said through gritted teeth. "If you provoke my ire, what do you think the fate of you and your family would be?"

A dog was still a dog.

Letting others treat his illness, yet he still put on an air of bestowing charity, and even used her family to coerce her.

"Your Highness." Chi Nan Yi raised her head and said calmly, "When asking someone for help, one should have the proper attitude. Your illness is not incurable, but as this humble woman just said, I am timid. If I am frightened and forget how to diagnose and treat it, I fear it may delay Your Highness's condition."

"You dare threaten me?"

"Your Highness, this humble woman is by no means threatening, merely reminding."

If a tiger did not bare its fangs, this grandson truly would take her for a sick cat.

"Heh, your nerve is certainly not small." Mo Junheng said coolly. "Before Prince Li, are you also like this?"

"Naturally not." Chi Nan Yi once again draped the handkerchief over his wrist. "His Highness Prince Li does not have so many problems and demands as you do."