Chapter 36: Letting you have a good look (2/2)

Long Feiye rose to his feet. “When you’re done, bring the medicine to my rooms.” It was a command, not a statement. He left without waiting for Han Yunxi to reply.

“All right! Your Highness take care!” Han Yunxi was incomparably happy as she sent him off all the way to the door. After seeing his figure walk off into the distance, she finally let loose a snort of laughter. That’ll teach him to suspect me again. If there’s a next time, I’ll make sure to bore you even more.

She shut the door. Of course Han Yunxi wasn’t going to pound any more medicine, she’d have the detox system take care of it instead. Two hours was more than enough time for a bath and a nap. The events at the general’s house had made her suffer for multiple days. If she didn’t rest, this weak and sickly body probably wouldn’t be able to stand it.

Two hours later, a refreshed and energetic Han Yunxi appeared in front of Long Feiye’s rooms. She discovered that he was reading while lying lazily on the bed. His frowning brows and hands holding the book made him look like some sort of handsome Immortal and somewhat unreal. Han Yunxi inadvertently recalled the scenes from that first night, when the lamp light made his chest glow with a bronze light. The texture of his skin had been very clear, assaulting her senses with a wild, unruly vision. It really had been a seductive and stirring sight.

Dammit. She was here to deliver medicine, but she’d already wandered off into flights of fancy without taking a step. Biting her lip, Han Yunxi entered the rooms.

“Your Highness, the medicine is ready.”

Long Feiye put aside his book and sat up. Only now did his eyes travel towards her, the dark pupils staring into her own. Inexplicably, Han Yunxi’s heart gave a thump as she unconsciously avoided his gaze. Why did her heart feel so timid? Not out of fear, but nervousness. It’s just treating him with medicine. The procedure’s so simple that she can do it with her eyes closed, so what’s there to be anxious about?

She mocked herself as she walked forward with head bowed, taking out various items and instruments from her medical pouch as she organized her thoughts. It wasn’t long before she recovered enough to meet Long Feiye’s depthless gaze. Her voice was serious and professional as she said, “Take off your outer robes.”

The golden robes slipped off to reveal white ones. This guy looks noble and elegant even when he’s undressing. Sturdy and refined, his skin exuded sensual appeal. There was a shocking scar across his chest that resembled a perching centipede, savage and wild. She didn’t expect his wound to heal over within the span of a few days. Poisoned cuts recovered at a much slower rate than regular wounds. Han Yunxi stared in disbelief, the edges of her ears turning red. The sight of this greatly displeased Long Feiye.

“Seen enough yet? If you have, then apply the medicine.” His tone was both cold and impatient. Han Yunxi raised her head to look at him, her expression somewhat incredulous. And yet she only managed to meet Long Feiye’s abhorrent glare.

What did this guy mean? What did he think she was looking at?

Okay, so maybe she was a little smitten, but that was just because she was a normal woman who admired beautiful things! In an instant, her nervousness was replaced with indignation.

“Immediately!” she said, though she reached for a knife instead of the medicine, heating its edge over a flame.

“What are you doing?” Long Feiye asked icily.

“Preparing for incision. Your recovery rate is too high and healed the injury. There’s no way for you to absorb the medicine like this within a short time, so the only choice is to re-open the wound.” Han Yunxi replied in a normal voice.

Actually, it was fine to treat him without resorting to this method too. As long as she increased the potency of the antidote by adding more medicine, drinking it would give the same effect. But Long Feiye’s disgusted glare had made her very unhappy. In this world, there were two types of people you should never cross. One was the hairdresser, the other a doctor. The former could turn you so ugly you wanted to die, while the latter could make you so painful that you neither lived nor died.

“You’re certain?” Long Feiye gave her a suspicious look.

“Absolutely!” Han Yunxi said quickly, before explaining. “Your Highness, it’s fine if we don’t make an incision, but this medicine might take half a month to absorb all the poison in your body instead. It’s your choice.”

He only had 10 days a most, and this was already the seventh day. Being forced in a corner like this made Long Feiye very uncomfortable, but he could only go to Han Yunxi to secretly treat his poison.

“Then make the cut,” he agreed.

To cut open a wound was far more agonizing than any regular pain, so Han Yunxi paid special attention to his expression. She really was merciless, but her knife elicited no reaction from Long Feiye, who peered expressionlessly at his wound.

What a guy. What kind of pain would be enough to make him knit his eyebrows?

Han Yunxi discovered that her train of thought was growing outrageous. She banished the idea and quickly applied the medicine to the wound, though with much gentler motions to ease his pain. Very quickly, she covered the cut with the antidote and bandaged him securely to finish things up.

“All right, I’ll remove the medical application tomorrow and dress the wound,” Han Yunxi said earnestly.

“You don’t need to change the medicine?” Long Feiye asked.

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[1] When in Rome, do as the Romans do (如乡随俗) – ruxiangsuisu, literally ‘wherever you are, follow local customs.’

[2] A cloud naturally has no desires, just as the water is naturally leisurely (云自无心水自闲) – yunziwuxin shuizixian, a literal translation of lines from the poem “White Cloud Springs” (白云泉)

[3] Bai Juyi (白居易) – a Tang Dynasty (618-907AD) government official and Chinese poet who was known for the simplicity of his prose. Wiki article here.