Chapter 39: Chapter Thirty-Nine: Princess, Is This the Sole of the Foot?

After seeing off the female hero Zhen Qing and directing Yan Twelve back to the city, Jiang Yunzhou finally ended his fulfilling day and took a good nap.

Ding ding ding!

Yunzhou~ Yunzhou~

In a daze, it was still the knocking sound and Qingu sister's call that woke Jiang Yunzhou.

What's going on? Could it be that after Qingu sister went back, she couldn't sleep and secretly knocked on her own door in the middle of the night?

Thinking, he hurriedly rubbed his eyes and got up, preparing to take off his clothes and tell Qingu sister that he was a decent gentleman who didn't do shady things, only to find out that it was already broad daylight outside...

"What's wrong, Qingu sister?"

Shen Qingu was neatly dressed and dignified, showing no trace of last night's allure; looking like this, had Qingu sister already forgiven himself?

"There are distinguished guests arriving; we need to go greet them together."

"Distinguished guests?"

Instead of heading to the Azure Medical Hall via the west side gate as usual, Shen Qingu opened the courtyard gate for the first time.

Only see at the gate a light-red carriage pulled by two tall horses side by side, with four black-clad guards stationed around the carriage.

Then a familiar face stepped out of the carriage: it was the servant from the prince's mansion who had, on that day, bestowed a reward on him in place of Prince Rong on the street, followed by the maid named Ping'er who attended Princess Ning Le.

Indeed, as the carriage curtain was lifted, Princess Ning Le Zhao Zhinan, dressed in casual attire and holding a bamboo staff, let out a sigh and jumped directly down from the carriage.

The maid and servant hurried to help, startled, while Zhao Zhinan, who had landed steadily, turned and said:

"I've told you all already, I can now see some things, no need to worry so much, Master Jiang, we meet again."

"I pay my respects to the princess......"

"Shh! No need to make a fuss; I came specially to have you look at my eyes."

Saying that, she turned her head, squinted her eyes at Jiang Yunzhou, and indeed seemed to have regained some vision.

"It's wonderful that the princess's vision has recovered, but it's been less than half a ten-day period."

"Sigh...... I've come all this way; Master Jiang won't not let me in and just send me back, will he?"

"Princess, you jest; my humble abode is simple, please come in."

Qingu sister, together with the maid, escorted Princess Zhao Zhinan into the courtyard; just as Jiang Yunzhou was about to follow, a servant pulled him aside to a secluded spot and whispered:

"Master Jiang, the young lady insists on going out for a walk, and also hopes not to disrupt the treatment schedule."

"Rest easy, sir."

"Besides, we have a male friend...... middle-aged, often willing but unable, who wants to obtain a prescription from Master Jiang."

Jiang Yunzhou frowned slightly upon hearing this, thinking that if it were that aspect that failed, he himself had a way to treat it, but sir, you lack it; this really is a case of a skilled woman unable to cook without rice.

"No, could what he's asking be......"

"Sir, you couldn't be referring to Prince Rong......"

"Shh!"

The prince's mansion servant hastily covered Jiang Yunzhou's mouth and lightly nodded.

Jiang Yunzhou thought that if he had a few blue little pills, he could actually help the prince, but under these medical conditions...

"By the way, sir, does Prince Rong's mansion raise deer?"

"Yes, they're kept in the rear mountain garden, used for hunting and eating venison; could it be that Master Jiang wants to use antler velvet?"

"No, no, no, have the prince spit it out, have your friend drink three bowls of deer blood each day, and check the effect after three days."

"Ah? Deer blood?"

"Exactly, deer blood; this method must absolutely not be told to others; first let your friend try it."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Master Jiang."

Back in the courtyard, Zhao Zhinan and the three of them were already seated indoors drinking tea.

Seeing a dark figure enter, Zhao Zhinan nodded and said:

"Ping'er, you and Qingu sister go attend to your tasks; let Master Jiang treat my eyes."

His face showed some embarrassment, but Ping'er still withdrew; as Qingu sister left, she suddenly reached out and twisted Jiang Yunzhou's ribs.

Enduring the soreness, he saw Qingu sister, like an angry girlfriend, pout and give him a white look.

It's over; it seems last night's affair isn't over yet, and we'll settle accounts after the princess leaves.

Jiang Yunzhou calmed his emotions and approached Zhao Zhinan, saying:

"How is the princess's vision recovery now?"

"Just able to see black outlines, like going out in an extremely dark night."

"Alright, then we'll massage again today."

Jiang Yunzhou skillfully inserted the silver needle again into Zhao Zhinan's Shen Dao point behind her back.

Princess Zhao Zhinan seemed to have made some preparation, leaning forward slightly and tightening her legs.

Seeing this, Jiang Yunzhou hesitated a moment and then asked:

"Princess, forgive my boldness, but I don't know where the first needle was just placed."

"The sole of the foot."

"???"

Last time, I hadn't considered enough; in the prince's mansion, with so many people around, she indeed couldn't reveal a private part, so saying it was the sole of the foot I could still understand.

This time it's just the two of us, yet she still says it's the sole of the foot out of embarrassment?

With suspicion, Jiang Yunzhou withdrew the silver needle and switched to the He Men point, which directly affects the nerves of the private parts.

"Princess, how about this time?"

Although Zhao Zhinan's body was more bent while sitting in the chair, the answer remained:

"Hmm...... the sole of the foot."

Jiang Yunzhou's lips curled in a faint smile. He thought, "The Princess's mouth is really stubborn!" He deliberately stabbed the silver needle deeper at this spot again.

Mm!

Zhao Zhinan, who had been sitting in the chair, let out a muffled groan and nearly collapsed onto the table.

Even so, Zhao Zhinan did not turn around to tell Jiang Yunzhou to stop.

After all, she was the Princess, so Jiang Yunzhou didn't dare go too far; he pulled out the silver needle and inserted it back into the Spirit Dao Point to find the spot.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he pulled it out, Zhao Zhinan, breathing heavily, suggested:

"Master Jiang, I walked too much yesterday, my soles are a bit sore, so stabbing a bit more just now would be good."

???

Jiang Yunzhou lightly shook his head, confirming he hadn't misheard.

"Stab that point again? Can you still sit if I stab it again? If I stab it again, you'll..."

"Wait, the Princess probably came to have her eyes treated in advance, right?"

"Could it be that my treatment method that day opened a door to a new world for the Princess?"

I've also tried the Yin Yang Mystic Needle Art on myself; that sensation of directly 'plucking' the nerves with a needle is indeed something mere bodily touch cannot give.

"Could the Princess possibly be... addicted?"

But this idea can't be confirmed with the Princess; otherwise, breaking the window paper, she'd surely fly into a rage out of embarrassment and punish me.

If the Princess doesn't admit it, I can only go along playing dumb.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Yunzhou still, as the Princess said, connected the needle to the sole and slowly twisted the needle handle.

The Princess lowered her waist a bit more, her palm secretly pressing hard against the table, enduring the foot massage.

As Jiang Yunzhou's fingertips flicked the silver needle again, Zhao Zhinan suddenly bent her whole body forward and collapsed onto the tabletop.

Seeing the Princess panting silently on the tabletop, Jiang Yunzhou could only feign ignorance and gently pat her back.

Zhao Zhinan took two deep breaths in succession to even out her breath, the corners of her peach‑red mouth lifting as she whispered:

"Master Jiang, where did you just connect the needle to?"

"The sole."

Seeing Zhao Zhinan quickly regain her composure, Jiang Yunzhou even dared to guess: this Princess must have some kind of addiction.

Zhao Zhinan nodded satisfactorily at the words, but Jiang Yunzhou still felt uneasy and whispered close to her ear:

"A foot massage is so private; Princess...... you wouldn't kill me to keep quiet, would you?"

Zhao Zhinan wiped the fragrant sweat from her forehead, turned her head, covered her mouth, and laughed:

"Then it depends on whether Master Jiang keeps his mouth shut and obeys; after all, whether it's the foot or not is just up to my word, right?"

???

Jiang Yunzhou also didn't expect that the Ning Le Princess, who had been so kind at Prince Rong's Mansion last time, would be so scheming in private.

She tricked me once with the 'foot massage' excuse, that's bad enough, but she even used this to threaten me!

If only I had known earlier, I would have stabbed the silver needle a bit deeper just now, leaving you tongue‑out and weak for half a day, unable to sit up.

But thinking about it, she hasn't really done anything too outrageous; it's just threatening me not to spill this, after all, the Princess's reputation is surely worth far more than my little life.

"Please rest assured, Princess, I never divulge a patient's privacy."

Taking advantage of there being no outsiders, Zhao Zhinan took a close, careful look at Jiang Yunzhou before nodding:

"Alright, then it's time for the eye massage this time, huh! This time I really mean the eyes!"

"Sorry, Princess, I really just bumped into it by accident."