Chapter 867: Bai Yanqing, just you wai (2/2)

“Don’t worry, Uncle Bai, Beiyue knows proper limits,” Gu Beiyue promised hastily.

Bai Yanqing nodded. “Come, Uncle Bai will bring you to boil these medicines. Your internal injuries must be healed quickly. Medical City...is still waiting for you to return! With their help, the Northern Li emperor will definitely be willing to rely on us.”

“This junior can return to Medical City right now!” Gu Beiyue continued to probe.

Naturally, Bai Yanqing refused. “No rush, no rush. You just need to mend your injuries. Once the time is right, Uncle Bai will take you back!”

A cold smile flickered past Gu Beiyue’s lips before he said, “I’ll listen to whatever Uncle Bai says. Beiyue asks that Uncle Bai passes on greetings to the princess in my place.”

“Don’t worry. Yunxi knows you’re by my side and told you to take care of yourself. If you need any ingredients, simply give the word,” Bai Yanqing replied.

Gu Beiyue wanted to make the brew himself, but Bai Yanqing politely offered to help. He brought over the piping hot decoction and insisted on Gu Beiyue drinking it while it was hot. Although Gu Beiyue had no idea what kind of poisons were lurking in this mixture, he knew it had to be some sort of slow-acting toxin. Fo the sake of throwing off suspicion, he would finish the brew in front of Bai Yanqing every single time, then secretly take medicine to induce vomiting. That could reduce the poison’s effects despite leaving lingering traces behind. And in truth, Bai Yanqing’s medicine really did help his internal energy recovery, although it wasn’t very much.

After taking his medicine, Gu Beiyue sighed. “Uncle Bai, can you tell the princess to lend me Lil Thing? This junior rather misses it.”

“It’s being raised in the poison storage space. We need to seize the time and nurture it until its injuries recover. Then it could face off against a big army!” Bai Yanqing refused.

Gu Beiyue began to suspect that Lil Thing was trapped in Bai Yanqing’s hands. Otherwise, the little creature’s personality would have it running out to seek him long ago.

Once Bai Yanqing left, he immediately took medicine to induce vomiting. He threw up so violently that it left his organs feeling ill, then cleaned up everything and went to lean against the chair. His originally ashen face now seemed drained of all blood, his figure wan enough to be sent afloat by a breeze. For the sake of reducing his poison intake as much as possible, he used a lot of medicine to induce the vomiting. Every session left his throat and stomach aching for an hour. After the pain passed, he exhaled turbidly.

Ever since he was young, he had experienced all kinds of pain, much less this trifling ache for an hour. Despite his weak and feeble frame, his eyes were glittering with ice. He had already found out a way to send secret messages.

Bai Yanqing, just you wait!

Meanwhile in a forest right outside Tianning’s capital city, Gu Qishao was reclining in a big tree. He was supposed to leave with Bai Yuqiao yesterday to rescue Su Xiaoyu, but hadn’t left before Mu Linger suddenly said, “Qi gege, it’s Qiqiao tonight, so let’s leave tomorrow.”

If Mu Linger hadn’t reminded him, he would have forgotten the date altogether. Qiqiao, or the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, was his birthday and the origins of his nickname “Little Qi” (Little Seven). It was a pity that nobody except Gu Yuntian and Ling Guyi knew--both of whom had been locked up. Even Mu Linger, who loved him the most, and Han Yunxi, who he loved the most, had no idea.

Gu Qishao abandoned Mu Linger in the palace and ran out by himself. In the clear and refreshing woods, he ended up sleeping for one day and one night. In the past, he couldn’t sleep if he tried, but now sleeping thoroughly was rather good! When the birds in the forest began to make a racket, Gu Qishao flipped off the tree and gave a lazy stretch before heading back to the city. Once inside the palace, he saw Mu Linger’s red, tear-rimmed eyes as she stood in front of him.

“Qi gege, where did you go? Linger thought...I thought…” before she could finish, she was already choked with sobs. She assumed that he’d left her behind just like all the other times to vanish into thin air.

“Crybaby!” Gu Qishao looked askance at her.

At this moment, Ning An arrived. “Gu Qishao, where did you go? We’ve been looking for you for a day and a night!”

“We said we were leaving today, what’re you yelling at this young gentleman for?” Gu Qishao said brusquely, lofty and aloof. When he was cold, he wasn’t seductive at all.

“Ning Cheng’s on his way. He said for you to wait because he’s coming with you!” Ning An replied.

“What about Han Yunxi?” Gu Qishao asked immediately.

East and West Qin had stopped fighting, so Han Yunxi should have written him a letter by now. There had to be a reason for the ceasefire. Ning An glanced at Mu Linger before she said, “The two armies might have stopped fighting, but the situation still isn’t good. The princess needs to stay within the barracks. The princess said, as long as Long Feiye was guarding the East Qin barracks, she would guard the West Qin one!”

Gu Qishao wanted to asked more, but Mu Linger tugged at his shirt instead. “Qi gege,” she murmured, “My big sis sent a letter, it’s with me.”

Naturally, the “big sis” she referred to was none other than Han Yunxi. Although she wouldn’t call her that to her face, she was quite happy to say it in private. Knowing this, Gu Qishao was too lazy to press the issue.

“Whether or not we’ll wait for Ning Cheng, I’ll tell you tonight. This young gentleman has things to busy himself with.” So speaking, he grabbed Mu Linger and went away, anxious to read Han Yunxi’s letter. Ning An didn’t stop them, but simply slipped into a long and meaningful smile…

1. Helian Zuixiang - also known as Seventh Madame, Han Congan’s youngest concubine and the mother of Han Yunyi, the youngest son of the Han Clan.