"Your Excellency, this young master …"
The doctor broke out in a cold sweat. The Prime Minister's gaze was so cold that it was about to freeze.
"If you have something to say, just say it." Dai Yue reminded the doctor.
The doctor wiped the sweat off her forehead. "This young master has been poisoned with the potent Qianjiao Huan. There's no antidote …"
Smack! The teacup next to Shi Sheng was swept to the ground by her. "These people sure have guts."
"Your Excellency …" Ying Yue called out.
Shi Sheng took a deep breath. "There's really no other way."
The doctor shook her head. "The young master probably wasn't poisoned directly by Qianjiao Huan. Instead, it was a mild drug that clashed with a drug called Xuhe Grass in his body …"
The doctor paused and glanced at Shi Sheng's expression. She carefully replied, "This drug is even more potent than directly poisoning him with Qianjiao Huan."
"He can't endure it?"
"I can tell that the young master is a martial artist. If he can endure it … his martial arts will be crippled."
"It's that serious?" Shi Sheng frowned.
The doctor nodded honestly. Qianjiao Huan was a potent drug that had already been diluted. Normal people wouldn't be able to endure its effects, much less this kind of undiluted drug.
"Go and invite all the doctors in the city. The imperial physicians …" Shi Sheng suddenly paused, his brows tightly knitted together.
Since the doctor had already said that there was no antidote, if there was still no antidote even after she invited so many people …
Rumors would probably start spreading very quickly.
"Your Excellency?" Should they invite them or not?
In the end, Shi Sheng had someone invite them over, but everyone had to be blindfolded.
However, these people said the same thing as the first doctor.
There was no antidote.
Shi Sheng was so angry that he almost pulled out his Iron Sword to cut them down.
"All of you, leave." Shi Sheng waved his hand.
Ying Yue and Dai Yue looked at each other for a few seconds, then left the room and closed the door behind them.
Shi Sheng looked at the unconscious Ling Yue on the bed with a conflicted expression.
How could he be sure that he wasn't Feng Ci without any spiritual power?
"Hot …" Ling Yue kicked the blanket off him. His face was red, and the skin below his neck was a faint pink.
Sensing that someone was beside the bed, he actually struggled to crawl over.
Shi Sheng got up to avoid it.
Ling Yue squirmed uncomfortably on the bed, his soft moans echoing throughout the room.
After a long while, Shi Sheng rolled up his sleeves and climbed onto the bed. Ling Yue immediately pounced on him, but Shi Sheng quickly wrapped him up in the blanket, including his hands and feet, leaving only his head exposed.
"It hurts …" Ling Yue continued to twist and turn.
Shi Sheng's face darkened. If this guy wasn't Feng Ci, she would chop him into pieces.
…
Ling Yue's face was covered in a sheen of sweat, and his face was even redder than before.
Shi Sheng did not dare to lift the quilt for him, so he could only let him stay warm.
Ling Yue's condition improved slightly, but only slightly.
His blurry consciousness became a little clearer, and he vaguely saw that there was someone beside him.
He suddenly quivered, and his blurry consciousness slowly became clear.
"You …" There was a hint of seduction in his voice. Ling Yue didn't dare to utter another word.
"Have you regained consciousness?" Shi Sheng leaned closer to take a look. His face was still gloomy. "Very good. Do it yourself."
She got out of bed.
Ling Yue's mind exploded, and his face began to burn.
Shi Sheng turned around without a change in expression. The person on the bed was biting his lip, his body stiff and unmoving.
She approached the bed and leaned over slightly, meeting Ling Yue's somewhat dazed eyes. "You don't still want me to help you, do you? You want to endure it? Only if you don't want your martial arts anymore. "
Ling Yue probably didn't expect things to be so serious. "I …"
Of course, he didn't think that Shi Sheng was lying to him. After all, she didn't do anything to him when he was already like that.
"You … you turn around."
Shi Sheng rolled her eyes at him, then walked out of the room.
Why the hell are you being so unreasonable for?
Ling Yue heard the door close, and only then did his tense body relax.
…
Shi Sheng stood outside, looking up at the crescent moon in the sky.
Her hands were trembling by her sides, and her eyes were filled with killing intent.
She stood there all the way until dawn.
When Ying Yue and Dai Yue came over, they saw Shi Sheng standing outside with cautious expressions.
"Milord …" Why was Milord standing outside so early in the morning? She was wearing yesterday's clothes as well.
"Mm. Find someone to serve her … a man."
"… Yes."
Shi Sheng headed for the study.
Dai Yue and Ying Yue exchanged glances. Ying Yue followed Shi Sheng, while Dai Yue went to make the necessary arrangements.
Ling Yue's bed was a mess. Just as he was wondering what to do, two youths entered the room.
"Young Master."
Ling Yue looked at them awkwardly.
The two youths lowered their heads respectfully. "Does Young Master wish to bathe and change?"
Ling Yue was covered in sweat last night, and his body was sticky and uncomfortable. When he heard the youths' question, he couldn't help but nod.
Dai Yue's men had all undergone strict training, so they wouldn't ask too many questions. Even when they saw the mess on the bed, they just dutifully tidied it up and replaced it with new sheets.
Dai Yue's men had all undergone strict training, so they wouldn't ask too many questions. Even when they saw the mess on the bed, they just dutifully tidied it up and replaced it with new sheets.
Ling Yue, on the other hand, was a bit uncomfortable.
"Where's your Milord?"
"Milord has entered the palace," one of the youths replied.
Ling Yue's eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing through them.
He turned to look at the room. From the furnishings, it was obvious that this was the master's room. Last night, he was actually …
"How many attendants does your Milord have?"
Ling Yue immediately regretted asking. Why did he ask this for no reason?
But what was said couldn't be taken back.
"Milord doesn't have anyone by her side. Don't worry, Young Master, you're Milord's first."
"Miss Dai Yue." The two youths bowed in unison.
"Is everything tidied up?"
"Yes."
"You may leave. Remember the rules. What should and shouldn't be said."
"Yes." The two youths left the room.
Dai Yue smiled at Ling Yue. "Would Young Master like to eat?"
If she hadn't seen the things they took out earlier, she would've thought that Milord hadn't done anything last night.
But Young Master Ling Yue's identity was a little troublesome …
Ling Yue's mind was still replaying Dai Yue's words.
She didn't have a single person by her side.
As the Prime Minister, even if she didn't have a master, she should have attendants.
"Young Master?"
Ling Yue snapped out of his daze, his expression unreadable. "I'd like to enter the palace. I'll have to trouble Miss …"
"Milord has said that you can rest assured and not worry about anything else. Milord will take care of it."
Ling Yue: "…"
Ling Yue snapped out of his daze, his expression unreadable. "I'd like to enter the palace. I'll have to trouble Miss …"
"Milord has said that you can rest assured and not worry about anything else. Milord will take care of it."
Ling Yue: "…"
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