The Regent Princess has run away again

Xue Zhiyu didn't wait for the man to react, she stepped onto the carriage, glanced at the old man lying there, and raised her eyebrows slightly. This symptom was somewhat similar to what she had experienced on a certain island in modern times.

Doctor Ji naturally knew that Xue Zhiyu was capable, so he repeated the man's words verbatim, and then muttered strangely, "This disease is really strange. Although it is a bit like hysteria, I just checked his breath and it was very weak."

"This is not ordinary hysteria. I have to go to Yufeng Mountain myself."

The man outside stepped forward and said hurriedly, "Princess, if you need help, just ask. As long as it can save my father, I am willing to spend any amount of money."

Xue Zhiyu nodded without further ado, got off the carriage and entered the charity hall, where she registered with the shopkeeper and took a bottle of brain-stimulating pills.

When the shopkeeper heard that they were going to Yufeng Mountain, he couldn't help but look worried, "Miss, it is said that there is a very strange place in Yufeng Mountain. How about sending someone there?"

When Xue Zhiyu shook her head and was about to say something, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing outside the door, causing the ladies in line to blush.

The man had a smooth, fair face, and his facial features were as perfect as a sculpture. His clear eyes did not contain a trace of distracting thoughts or vulgarity. When he saw Xue Zhiyu's puzzled look, his originally indifferent expression was reflected by a faint smile, and all the beauty in the world was eclipsed by it.

"Master! Why are you here?"

Xue Zhiyu trotted out, as if she remembered something. Her eyes were full of cunning as she stared at Mu Xingchen without blinking.

"Hey, junior sister, I'm still here alive," Mingzhi walked up from behind and poked her forehead in annoyance.

"You weren't behind just now. You can't blame me. Besides, Master is such a god, it's hard to ignore him," he said, blinking his big eyes at Mu Xingchen.

"Go ahead."

Upon hearing this, Xue Zhiyu knew it was a success, and smiled like a fox that had stolen food, "Master really understands me. I just want to ask Master to go to Yufeng Mountain with me. Of course, I still need Senior Brother Mingzhi's help."

Mingzhi twitched his lips, feeling that he was just an insignificant person, "Humph, it's amazing that you still remember me, Sixilou remembers."

Xue Zhiyu clenched her fists under her sleeves, feeling as if her heart was bleeding. It seemed that she would not be able to escape being ripped off. "Okay... Deal!"

"Hey, what are you waiting for, Master, let's go and help Junior Sister solve this problem. After all, it's not easy for Junior Sister either." Ming Zhi looked at the master hurriedly and spoke, as if he was afraid that she would go back on her word. If they hadn't heard what he said before, others would definitely think that he was a very good senior brother.

"Let's go," Mu Xingchen took the lead and walked towards the carriage parked nearby.

The two of them were secretly competing with each other behind the scenes, neither of them willing to give in.

.......

When they reached the foot of Yufeng Mountain, several people walked up the mountain.

Yufeng Mountain, like the nearby Yuling Mountain, was extremely deserted, with almost no human habitation. Xue Zhiyu didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt more and more uneasy the further she walked.

"Eat it."

Mu Xingchen took out a black pill and handed it over without explaining anything. His slender and beautiful fingers held the black pill until his skin was as heavy as jade.

After Xue Zhiyu took it and ate it, she felt much more at ease. Looking at the staircase that seemed to have no top in front of her, she asked, "Master, how far is this from the mountainside?"

"It's only a short distance away," Mu Xingchen stopped and looked ahead, without a trace of emotion in his knowing eyes.

Mingzhi came forward and rubbed Xue Zhiyu's shoulders in a flattering manner, "Good sister, don't get tired. I have learned a set of massage techniques. Your shoulders are quite stiff."

Xue Zhiyu turned her head and rolled her eyes unceremoniously, "Junior sister, I am really unworthy of this."

"Don't say that. You are my only junior sister. Of course you can bear it," Mingzhi said seriously.

The two of them were bickering as they walked, and the chattering was very lively all the way. Mu Xingchen, who was walking in front, sighed almost inaudibly.

Soon they reached the mountainside. Xue Zhiyu's face changed, and Mingzhi also put away his playful expression, his face gradually becoming serious.

As they walked deeper into the cave, they occasionally heard the roars of beasts, which seemed particularly creepy here.

Deep in the dense forest, the grass and trees are lush and tall, and almost block out the entire sun, leaving only some gaps between the leaves to let in some light.

There are several trees covered with bright red fruits, which are very tempting. There are some purple flowers growing around the trees, but the strange thing is that these flowers are only around the trees with fruits.

Xue Zhiyu frowned slightly. This was somewhat similar to what she saw in modern times. The only difference was the color of the fruit. The fruit she saw should be orange-red, and the color of the flower should be light purple.

Mingzhi's face changed, and he pulled Xue Zhiyu back a few steps, "Be careful! Don't get too close to this flower, it can cause hallucinations."

"But the fruit is the wrong color. Shouldn't it be orange-red and the flower be light purple?"

"That's one of them. The fruit and flowers will show two different colors depending on the light. When the light is insufficient, the fruit will be bright red, and the flowers will change from light purple to purple."

Xue Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, looking at Mu Xingchen who was speaking in front of her, and couldn't help but admire him from the bottom of her heart. He was indeed the number one miracle doctor. Then she changed her mind and realized that since it was this kind of symptom, it would be a bit tricky. This was not the modern world, and even in this space, there might not be the medicine she needed.

As if he had seen through her concerns, Mu Xingchen pointed to the ground next to him and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

"Isn't this Huo Ling? Wait! I have an idea! Master, do you have a knife?"

"I have it, I have it!" Mingzhi took out a small knife from his sleeve, took off the sheath and handed it over.

Xue Zhiyu hurried over, took the knife and plucked a few feathers. Then she turned around and walked around the fruit-bearing trees, cut a few pieces of bark from one of the trees, jumped up and picked some leaves, and took out a piece of cloth from somewhere, put all the fruits in and packed them up.

Just as she was about to go back happily, a beast roar suddenly came from behind her, which frightened her so much that she trembled all over. She turned her head cautiously and almost fainted.

Oh my God, why is there a white-browed tiger here? She is not Wu Song, so why would such a tiger appear?

He could only stare at Mu Xingchen pitifully, holding a cloth bag with a miserable look on his face.

Although Mingzhi tried his best to hide his fear, his words betrayed him, "Junior sister...Junior sister, it's too dangerous, Master, how about we go and save her?"

Mu Xingchen was not in a hurry. He glared at the tiger behind him and muttered something. The tiger, which was originally ferocious, suddenly lowered its ears. Although it still roared a few times angrily, it was retreating.

"Come here, it won't hurt you," Mu Xingchen stretched out his hand towards Xue Zhiyu.

Xue Zhiyu looked back again to confirm that the tiger had really left, and then she felt relieved. Seeing her master reaching out his hand to her, she quickly walked over, still feeling a lingering fear.

Holding the cloth bag in his arms, thinking of the tiger suddenly retreating, as if it was afraid of something, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, why did the tiger run away?"

"Maybe he's hungry," Mu Xingchen said seriously.

The two were so frightened that they were a little unbelievable. Is this... is this really the aloof master? Why would he joke with them? !

"Master, are you serious?" Xue Zhiyu swallowed. She even suspected that her master said that because he was hungry.

Mu Xingchen didn't say anything else, but walked to the grass on the other side and started studying something.

Mingzhi walked over and patted Xue Zhiyu on the shoulder, with a complicated look in his eyes. He had followed his master for a long time before he knew this treatment method. How did his junior sister, a girl in seclusion, know about it?

"Junior sister, tell me the truth. How did you know that you would need the Living Feather?"

Xue Zhiyu scratched her head. She couldn't tell him that she had traveled through time and space. She had encountered similar symptoms before.

"Ahem, I also accidentally met a master who taught me this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mingzhi's eyes lit up, "There is actually such a great man. Can you please tell me where he lives and what his name is?"

"I don't know about this either. Since the master doesn't want to say, I naturally didn't ask."

The light in Mingzhi's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he sighed in disappointment, "In that case, okay, I'll go see if Master needs any help. Junior sister, you just stand there and don't move," and then he turned around and walked towards Mu Xingchen, sighing uncontrollably as he walked.

Xue Zhiyu shrugged behind her. She had no choice.

........

After returning to the charity hall, Xue Zhiyu hurriedly jumped off the carriage. The shopkeeper was ready to take over and ask someone to boil the medicine.

"I'll do it myself. There's a medicine here that you guys may not be able to control at the right temperature."

Before the shopkeeper could react, Xue Zhiyu quickly entered the medicine decoction room, opened the cloth bag, poured the live feathers inside into the pot and fried them.

If the cooking time of Huo Ling is not controlled, it will lose its medicinal properties and even turn into poison.

Seeing a hint of smoke coming out of the pot, he quickly turned off the fire and put the living feathers in a bowl. He poured all the other herbs into the medicine pot and added water to boil them.

Xue Zhiyu saw that it was almost cooked, so she poured all the live feathers that were placed aside into the pot all at once. She boiled it for a while before pouring the medicine into the bowl.

The shopkeeper dared to come in only after he smelled the aroma of medicine outside. He handed over the handkerchief attentively, glanced at the bowl of medicine on the table that was as thick as ink, and could not help but lean over to smell it. He almost wanted to vomit. The smell was too pungent.

Xue Zhiyu took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat off her forehead, ignoring the pungent smell. "Please help take it out for the old man to drink."

"Miss, what kind of medicinal herbs did you put in this? Why is it so pungent?" The shopkeeper covered his nose and quickly stepped back a few steps away from the bowl of medicine.

"You said this bowl of medicine, mainly because of the live feathers in it, so it's a bit pungent, but it's not bad."

"Huo Ling?" The shopkeeper was stunned. He had no impression of this name.

"The living feather is indeed an uncommon herb. It is normal that you are not familiar with it. The effect of living feather is not widespread. It is only a herb for hallucination and hysteria. It grows near the rain tree."

"Is the rain tree a medicinal herb?"

"The rain tree is the name of a tree that bears bright red fruit surrounded by purple flowers. However, if it is in a place with sufficient sunlight, the fruit will be orange-red and the flowers will be light purple."

After Xue Zhiyu finished speaking, she saw that the shopkeeper seemed to be still thinking, so she picked up the medicine bowl and walked out.

When they arrived at the carriage, the man who was guarding the old lady heard the footsteps and quickly came out. The moment he saw Xue Zhiyu, he knelt down on the carriage and said, "Miss, I will never forget your kindness!"

"Alright, alright, get up quickly and give this bowl of medicine to your father. He will wake up tomorrow," Xue Zhiyu was not used to other people kneeling down at every turn, so she frowned and spoke.

The man then stood up, took the medicine bowl and brought it inside. Looking at his father lying on the quilt, tears could not stop flowing out of his eyes. He gently helped him up and carefully fed him the medicine.

After feeding the medicine, the man picked up the empty medicine bowl and handed it to Xue Zhiyu outside. When he wanted to say something to thank her, Xue Zhiyu interrupted him and said, "Okay, there's no need to say anything else. It's our job to cure diseases and save lives."

"Then how much is the consultation fee?"

Xue Zhiyu thought for a moment and said, "Five taels of silver, just give it to the shopkeeper directly."

"Okay, thank you so much Miss."

The two people in the carriage saw all this. Mingzhi held his chin at the window and nodded with satisfaction, "She is worthy of being my junior sister. I was afraid that she would fail to fry the live feathers, so I specially prepared more. I didn't expect that she would succeed in one try."

Mingzhi was no longer surprised that Mu Xingchen ignored him, so he continued, "I asked my junior sister how she knew all this, and she said that a master taught her. Could it be that this stir-frying method was also taught by a master?"

"When did you become so talkative?"

Hearing Mu Xingchen suddenly speak, Mingzhi was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said very seriously, "That's because Master, you don't talk much. Since I had a junior sister, of course I have to talk more. Besides, my junior sister is so smart and interesting." He even said a little proudly at the end.

"Because you're stupid."

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue. Mingzhi looked at his master who was sitting beside him with a blank expression on his face, feeling aggrieved. Although compared with his junior sister, he was indeed a little stupid, but he was not stupid.

"Master, you are biased. You don't love me anymore."

Mu Xingchen glanced over and said, "Don't you want to think about how many living feathers were wasted before we finally succeeded in frying it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Mingzhi immediately shut up and sat back next to his master obediently.

When the client washed the medicine bowl and put it back in the medicine decoction room, he couldn't help sneezing and muttered quietly, "Who is missing me?"

When she walked out of the charity hall, she saw that the carriage was still waiting outside. A smile appeared on her lips, and she turned back and walked into the charity hall again, this time taking out a few bottles of facial mask cream.

"Here, these are facial masks for you. This one is for cleansing, and this one is for moisturizing. If you can't remember, there are labels on them," he lifted the carriage curtain and walked in.

Mingzhi took it and looked at it, his eyes full of curiosity, "What is cleansing and hydrating? What are they used for?"

Even the usually aloof Mu Xingchen looked at him, the doubt in his eyes was self-evident.

"Cleaning is to remove excess waste from your skin, twice every seven days, and moisturizing is four or five times every seven days, but don't use them consecutively," Xue Zhiyu explained using words that they could understand as much as possible.

Mingzhi nodded as if he understood, opened one of the cans and smelled it. A faint fragrance came out, mixed with a hint of floral scent.

"I made this myself and only sell it at the charity hall. It's one of a kind."

"You did this yourself?!"

Xue Zhiyu's words shocked Mingzhi. Is there anything that his junior sister can't do? But as a senior brother, he still feels proud to have such a powerful junior sister.

Mu Xingchen was also a little surprised. His eyes fell on the woman in front of him. She had only just reached the age of 15, but she knew so much. His intuition told him that there must be something else about her that would surprise him even more.

"Thank you."

"Master, why are you being so polite to me? I'm not used to it."

"Then consider it as a gift to our master. I'll accept it, brother," Mingzhi said with a smile as he put away the jars.

Xue Zhiyu automatically blocked his voice, looked at Mu Xingchen and continued, "Master, you can come over and sit down when you are free. If you need any herbs, you can come and get them at any time. Just put it on my account."

"Junior sister is so generous!" Upon hearing this, Ming immediately raised his thumb to express his approval.

"Yeah," Mu Xingchen responded lightly, then turned his head and looked out the window.

Xue Zhiyu was worried, so she gave them many instructions on how to use it before she saw them off.

On the other side, Jun Xian rented a small courtyard, went out to buy ointment, and took off his outer coat when he entered the house.

His brows furrowed slightly as if his wound had been pulled, but he still took off his inner garment, exposing several hideous wounds on his back. A breeze blew in from the open window, bringing a slight coolness, but to the wounds, it was like a sharp knife, exacerbating the pain.

Jun Xian randomly applied the ointment on his back, looked at the underwear he had taken off, took out a new one from his bag and put it on.

After changing, he walked to the bronze mirror and sat down. Looking at the face in front of him which couldn't be more ordinary, Jun Xian took out a small bottle from his bag, dropped a few drops on his hands, then rubbed it evenly on his face, and then wiped it clean with the handkerchief beside him.

The ordinary man in the bronze mirror had disappeared, replaced by a very aggressive face.

He had bronze skin and distinct and deep facial features. At this moment, his dark eyes were as deep and unfathomable as an ancient spring. His beautiful lips were tightly pursed under his high nose bridge, revealing the man's suppressed resentment at this moment, but there was still a hint of grief in his eyes.