The Poisonous Consort, the Regent's Beloved

"Uh……"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Su Fuying's face. She quickly withdrew her hand, inwardly regretting her actions. Her intention was merely to confirm whether the other person was awake, and she had no intention of offending them. However, she now realized that her actions just now were indeed inappropriate.

She composed herself, carefully observing the man's condition, her brow furrowing slightly: "Something seems amiss with him."

After speaking, she didn't have time to think further and immediately sat up straight, concentrating on administering acupuncture to the man again.

Fine beads of sweat slid down her forehead and dripped onto her clothes, leaving dark stains.

However, Su Fuying's gaze was focused and firm, and the silver needle in her hand accurately pierced the acupoints on the man's body.

Her technique was skillful and steady; each stitch seemed to carry a unique rhythm.

As the silver needles trembled gently, streams of energy quietly seeped into the man's body, nourishing him like a gentle rain.

Time passed like flowing water, and the man's furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Yingyi, standing to the side, couldn't help but show a look of astonishment. This was the first time he had witnessed Su Fuying's medical skills firsthand.

He had seen that person treat the Venerable One many times before, but there had never been a precedent of such rapid results.

He couldn't help but feel even more certain of Su Fuying. Seeing that Su Fuying's steps were a little unsteady when she got up, he immediately stepped forward and asked the woman to support his arm.

"Where's the medicine?" Su Fuying looked at Yingyi, a hint of surprise in her eyes, completely unprepared for his swift return.

At this moment, she felt her arms trembling slightly, as if she had lost all her strength, and all she could think about was getting a good rest.

Not long ago, she used a set of acupuncture techniques that she hadn't used in a long time, which exhausted her a lot of energy.

The silver needles required for this acupuncture technique are now so finely crafted that modern forging technology simply cannot achieve that level of precision.

Therefore, she had no choice but to take the risk and inject her inner strength into the silver needles, hoping that if she could achieve the desired effect, she could save Lu Yanxiu from the clutches of death.

"It should be better soon. Shadow Three is watching over it," Shadow One replied, while looking at Su Fuying with concern and asking, "Princess, are you alright?"

Su Fuying waved her hand and forced a smile. "It's alright. You can give him the medicine later. As long as Lu Yanxiu doesn't have another attack tonight, there won't be any major problems."

Then she added, "Also, let Biluo go and rest first."

I'm so tired today that I've completely lost my appetite.

When she dragged her heavy steps to the soft couch in the side room, she didn't even remember when she had fallen asleep.

"How to do?"

"I don't know. Should we call the princess over to take a look?"

"No, the princess has just fallen asleep. Let's think of another way first."

A murmur of whispers reached her ears, and Su Fuying abruptly opened her eyes.

Although she was exhausted, her long-standing habits kept her highly alert.

"There is no other way now. If something happens to our master, none of us can bear the responsibility."

"But……"

"What are you doing?" Su Fuying interrupted their conversation impatiently.

If it weren't for the fact that Yingyi was still somewhat considerate of her, she would have liked to kick those three people out the door.

When Ying Er saw Su Fuying, it was like seeing a savior. He excitedly said, "Princess, come and see! We've already fed her two bowls of medicine, but she just won't swallow it."

"How many?"

Su Fuying's eyes widened instantly, and she stared straight at Ying Er.

"Two...two bowls?"

Ying Er was a little confused. What was wrong with the two bowls?

Su Fuying clenched her teeth, her face turning extremely pale. She stared wide-eyed at Ying Er in disbelief: "This is the third bowl? You've actually used up all the medicinal herbs I prepared?"

Shadow Two, his face full of anxiety, nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, I really have no other choice, that's why I'm so anxious!"

As he spoke, he brought out the last bowl of dark, foul-smelling medicinal herbs.

Su Fuying could only sigh helplessly, secretly lamenting her misfortune.

After all, these precious medicinal herbs were hard to find, and one of them was extremely rare. After a long search, only one plant was found.

Now, however, it has been wasted by Shadow 2, which makes her feel extremely heartbroken and regretful.

Well, they were the ones who were brought in by the Shadowless Palace anyway, and besides, ignorance is no excuse.

Just then, Su Fuying suddenly noticed Biluo standing to the side. Her brows furrowed immediately, and she casually asked, "What time is it now? Wasn't I telling you to rest?"

Biluo nervously gripped the hem of her dress and cautiously replied, "It's almost dawn... I was thinking I might be able to come and help with something."

Upon hearing this time, Su Fuying was taken aback. She remembered that she had just lain down to rest; how could she have slept for almost two hours?

Without thinking twice, Su Fuying quickly took the medicine bowl and sat down by the bedside.

She gently pinched the man's chin, trying to make him open his mouth, then scooped up a spoonful of medicine and slowly fed it into his mouth.

However, the brown medicine did not enter the man's mouth smoothly. Instead, it slid down his pale lips, leaving a brown stain that instantly spread across the bed.

Seeing this, Su Fuying frowned even more deeply. She quickly thought of a solution and tried several different methods, but the results were still unsatisfactory.

The man's body temperature was gradually rising, and his body became extremely hot, as if it were about to burst into flames.

His face was as pale as paper, his lips were bloodless, and he looked extremely weak. His breathing was rapid and shallow, as if he might stop at any moment.

Su Fuying knew that if he wasn't given the antidote soon, he might not make it to tomorrow morning.

She tried various methods to get the man to drink the antidote, but no matter how hard she tried, he couldn't swallow it.

Su Fuying felt a deep sense of regret. It would be such a pity if someone so handsome died like this.

Shaking his head and putting down the medicine bowl, Su Fuying looked at the other two with some regret and said, "I can't help it. If you can't drink it, I'll make a nice coffin for your master tomorrow morning."

"What?" Shadow Two shouted, almost jumping up.

Su Fuying picked at her ear speechlessly.

"I've done my best." She shrugged helplessly, indicating that she could do nothing more.

Ying Er stared wide-eyed at Su Fuying in disbelief. He hadn't expected this woman to so easily give up on saving his master.

Just then, Shadow Two suddenly stepped forward and said to Su Fuying, "I have a solution."

Upon hearing this, Su Fuying raised an eyebrow, stopped, and turned to look at Yingyi, seemingly somewhat surprised. "If you have a solution, then use it. Drinking it will cure everything."

Ying Er hesitated for a moment, "This method requires Your Highness to come up with it."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, the woman raised an eyebrow, as if she had become somewhat interested, and said, "Tell me about it."

"Passing down the fragrant medicine orally."