Poisonous Goddess: I'm just lazing around in the mortal realm.

The Third Prince contracted this illness at the age of eight. The Emperor of Nanyang searched the entire country for renowned doctors, but to no avail, which is why he gave her the opportunity to become a traveling doctor.

His fingers lingered on her jade-like wrist for a long time, and Thirteen's expression faltered slightly as he murmured to himself.

"It shouldn't be..."

Duan Yuchuan noticed Thirteen's furrowed brows and his breathing became somewhat rapid.

"What do you mean, sir? Cough cough..."

Before he could finish speaking, the words caught in his throat, and he coughed violently.

At this moment, Thirteen hesitated to speak. She had already had Duan Yuchuan carefully take care of her for more than half a month, so it shouldn't have triggered her cough.

The Third Prince had been suffering from chronic poisoning for a long time, and his pulse was deep and hesitant, indicating poor blood circulation, which led to him being bedridden for many years.

The antidote she prescribed should have neutralized most of the poison in his body, which would have improved his condition; however, his complexion is now sallow, and his cough has relapsed, which is not a good thing.

She took a needle from the medicine box, intending to draw some blood from him first.

"No need, sir."

Duan Yuchuan suddenly grabbed her with his large hand, his voice cold and clear.

"You all go down first."

After the two servants left the room, Thirteen looked up in confusion and saw Duan Yuchuan, who looked calm and composed, clearly not like the patient who had been coughing just now.

"The reason you summoned the doctor now is probably because he can see that my illness has worsened."

Duan Yuchuan composed himself, sat up straight, and his voice was low and slightly hoarse from coughing for so long.

Thirteen's eyelids twitched suddenly, as if he had just made a connection to one of his suspicions, but he still looked troubled and said...

"Logically speaking, if you follow my prescription for treatment, this situation should not have occurred."

She never doubted her medical skills. Although the Third Prince had been ill for a long time, she had already prescribed the right medicine and removed most of the toxins from his body.

Such repeated relapses in her condition can only prove that someone poisoned the Third Prince again during her treatment!

"That's why I've been pretending to be sick to outsiders."

Duan Yuchuan smiled, stood up, and casually tossed the handkerchief onto the table, his eyes revealing a hint of arrogance and his tone nonchalant.

As a prince, how could he not be wary of others?

In fact, he had already recovered considerably under Thirteen's treatment. However, it was still unclear who had poisoned him, so he had been claiming illness and refusing visitors.

"You mean you're not sick?"

Thirteen looked completely bewildered, clearly not understanding what he had just said.

"Of course not, I'm really poisoned this time."

Duan Yuchuan narrowed his phoenix eyes, glanced at Thirteen, and said with a faint, sarcastic smile.

"I just didn't show to the outside world that I had recovered, but I never expected that there was an inside accomplice in the mansion, someone who wanted me to die even faster."

He was certainly not a god, but he never expected that despite all his precautions, there would be an outsider working within his own household! Even though he pretended to be sick and stayed home, someone still didn't want to let him go and poisoned him again.

At this moment, Thirteen felt the chill in the room growing deeper and deeper, as if even the earth dragon couldn't drive it away.

She suddenly remembered the flowers by the roadside when she came, and quickly took them out of her bosom.

"I found this flower in the garden when I rushed over."

Looking at the flower in Thirteen's hand, a hint of disbelief flashed in Duan Yuchuan's dark and obscure eyes. Just as he had expected, there really was an inside man in the mansion!

Under the candlelight, the pale blue light on the flower gradually dimmed and weakened, but its exotic fragrance remained strong and eye-catching.

"I suspect this flower is probably related to the poison you've been given, but I can't say for sure what it is yet; I need to investigate."

Thirteen opened the petals in front of him, revealing the white stamen inside, and the exotic fragrance came from the white stamen.

"The medicine I prescribed for you before was all for regulating your qi and blood. Please stop taking it for now. Once I have a clearer understanding of the poison, I will prescribe a different antidote for you. I believe the poison in your body will be gone very soon."

She took out a handkerchief from her bosom, wrapped the petals and stamen together, and then slowly said...

"Because if someone poisons you during this time, this blood-activating and stasis-removing medicine will trigger the toxicity, causing you to die very quickly."

Although Thirteen appeared calm on the surface, her tone became increasingly hostile. If she hadn't noticed today, the blame for poisoning the Third Prince would have fallen on her shoulders.

Forget about eliminating the Demon Lord, he'd be beheaded before he even got into the palace.

Thirteen believed that, based on her experience and age, no one in the world could match her medical skills.

The only person who could live to her age and poison her in front of her would be a deity.

Duan Yuchuan casually raised his eyes and carefully examined Thirteen. He saw that the boy's face had distinct features, with a touch of childishness, and his eyes were clean and bright. Although he was dressed in coarse cloth, his simplicity exuded a sense of approachability.

The boy's eyes were the most beautiful, round and bright, as if they contained a layer of light.

Unfortunately, she was much smaller than the average man, and if you didn't look closely, you might mistake her for a woman.

"I believe you, sir."

His eyes flickered slightly, and he chuckled twice, his cool voice carrying a chilling undertone.

He never easily trusted anyone; the struggle for imperial power was always brutal.

Just as his mother had taught him in his childhood, he needed to harbor the greatest malice towards everyone around him in order to survive in this chaotic world.

“I understand what you said today. I hope you can keep this a secret, and that you will continue to tell others that I am bedridden and unable to care for myself. I will handle the rest.”

"I will keep my mouth shut! I will first investigate what kind of poisonous flower this is, and then find another antidote."

Thirteen felt the oppressive atmosphere in the room was making it hard for her to breathe, and she wanted to escape as soon as possible.

"Go."

Duan Yuchuan glanced at her thoughtfully, then watched as the Thirteen Lines of the Imperial Ladies withdrew from the room.

Thirteen originally intended to use the excuse of curing the Third Prince's illness to find an opportunity to sneak into the palace and find the Demon Lord who had transformed into a human, but she did not expect that someone would poison the Third Prince again before he had fully recovered.

To avoid the Third Prince losing his life and thus losing her chance to infiltrate the palace, she still needed to find out what this wretched flower was as soon as possible.

Thirteen put his hands in his robe and walked back. The sky was just beginning to lighten; it was already dawn.

Unexpectedly, this scene was witnessed by the man who had been keeping watch on the roof all night.

He looked at the boy under the eaves with great interest. As the sun slowly rose on the horizon, the man's bangs were blown up, revealing his eyes that were faintly stained with blood.

He hadn't expected the boy to discover the poisonous flower so quickly.

After that day

Rumors began to circulate in the Third Prince's residence.

Some say the Third Prince is beyond cure, his illness is terminal, and he won't live past his twentieth birthday; others say that because the Thirteenth Master can't cure the Third Prince, he's planning to bribe the guards and run away at any time.

In short, when everyone in the mansion was in a state of panic, the Third Prince issued an order to refuse all guests and forbid anyone from going out at will.

Thirteen counted the days, carrying the freshly brewed medicine, and knocked on the Third Prince's door.

What came into her view was a ground covered in mottled blood, and the man who was currently speaking to the Third Prince.

The man had his back to Thirteen, and his black and red outfit was stained with some blood that had not yet dried.