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"This …" The Seven Ultimate is really worried. The prince had said that if he couldn't protect his wangfei, he would raise his head to meet her.

"Qi Jue, you think the King Yi is about to die, who would have the time to make things difficult for me, a visiting doctor." Chu Qingyao said.

"But what if you can't even cure Miss?" If that was the case, it was hard to guarantee that the Royal Family of the State of Nine Moons wouldn't treat her as a quack doctor and kill her to vent his anger.

"Seven Ultimate, if you continue speaking, I really cannot guarantee that I can save King Yi."

"Then your subordinate will wait outside King Yi Palace. If no one comes out within two hours, I will rush in. "

"Seven Absolutes, no. It's actually not that serious. If the Royal Family of the State of Nine Moons killed so many innocent people, then the entire country would really be annihilated. " Chu Qingyao called Nangong Yuan and the two of them walked out of the inn.

Outside the King Yi Mansion.

Chu Qingyao explained to the sect disciples that she had read the rankings and was here to treat King Yi's injuries. Seeing that she was still so young, the Sect Leader didn't quite believe her. However, the Prince was sick. He would rather believe that she wasn't a person he couldn't trust.

After the notification, she and Nangong Yuan were brought in by the servant.

When they arrived at the entrance of King Yi's room, Nangong Yuan was stopped by someone.

The moment he entered, he was stunned. Unexpectedly, Wushuang was there. Didn't he go to the Tian Qiong? When did you get back?

"Are you a doctor?" Wushuang sized her up.

"Yes."

"Are you sure you can cure my uncle?"

Since Wushuang did not reveal her identity, she could only pretend that she did not know.

"Sir, whether or not you can treat him will have to be checked first." Chu Qingyao walked towards the bed and activated the medical system as she walked.

In this era, there were very few women who had learned medicine from others. He did not expect that other than A You, he had actually met another woman. His eyes followed her, and he could see her every breath.

Chu Qingyao's attention was completely focused on the people on the bed, so she did not pay any attention to him.

King Yi was dying, his face was covered with a layer of death Qi, as though he would die at any time. From the looks of it, things were not going well.

Chu Qingyao sat on the bed beside the bed and reached out her hand to take his pulse. Only then did she feel Wushuang's gaze. She whispered, "Young Master, if you stand so close to me, it will affect my judgement."

Wushuang withdrew her gaze and walked to the window to stand.

After the diagnosis was made, his heart was injured. Fortunately, he didn't injure the big blood vessels, so he had to undergo surgery immediately. She pretended to check his pulse, stood up and said, "The situation is very serious, I only have a fifty percent certainty of success, is it a doctor?"

Wushuang's eyes lit up, and she returned to her original appearance. Last night, he had already invited everyone from the Taiyuan Hospital here. Everyone shook their head and sighed, just like how an imperial uncle must die.

He looked at the woman. "What if I really want him alive?"

"Then Young Master, please invite someone else."

"50% is too low, do you have any way to increase it to 80%?"

"Since Young Master has said so, I'll be taking my leave." Only she had modern medical equipment, not even ten percent of it, let alone fifty percent. In other words, if he did not meet her, King Yi would definitely die.

Suddenly, Wushuang stretched out a hand and placed it on her shoulder. Actually, she could still avoid the hand and thus did not move on purpose.

"I beg you, no matter what, you have to save him. I'll promise you whatever benefits you want." He was even closer to this royal uncle than he was to royal father.

"Like I said, fifty percent. If you delay any longer, you won't even have fifty percent chance."

"Alright, I'll believe you this once."

"No one is allowed to be present when I'm saving someone." "Because if someone is here, it will disturb me."

"Alright, I agree." Without another word, Wushuang walked out.

After she left, Chu Qingyao closed the curtains, took out all the necessary equipment, and began to operate on the King Yi. Four hours later, she came out of her room exhausted.

Nangong Yuan saw that she did not even have the strength to walk, so he quickly helped her up, "Miss, are you alright?"

She shook her head and heard Wushuang say, "How is Uncle Huang?"

"Not for now, but I'll stay and take care of him myself."

"When can I wake up?"

"Tomorrow night at the latest." One person having a major operation, Chu Qingyao felt like she couldn't even lift her hand.

"This crown prince wants to go in and see royal uncle."

"Only you are allowed to enter. You cannot stay here for long." If she showed up as she was, she would definitely let him disinfect her before she went in.

"What's your name, miss?" Wushuang said.

"My surname is Xuan, and my name is Chu."

"Men, send Miss Xuan back to his room to rest."

"Crown Prince, please allow my followers to go back to the inn to bring me two sets of clothes." Chu Qingyao's goal was for Nangong Yuan to report back to everyone safe and sound.

"Go!" Wushuang was in a hurry to enter the house to see Royal Uncle.

When the Seven Ultimate Martial Saints heard that the wangfei was going to take care of the King Yi personally, their faces darkened to the point of turning black. How could the wangfei, a woman, take care of another man? If the prince were to know about this, he might really raise his head to meet her.

He immediately brought up Nangong Yuan, "Listen up, as long as it's servicing someone, you have to do it for the young miss, do you hear me?"

Nangong Yuan immediately nodded his head, although he did not like Qi Jue's attitude. But he didn't want the young miss of Toxic Sect to serve him either. In his eyes, that man was sick of living.

Do not underestimate him, although he was born in an exquisite department and was an expert in making masks, he was after all still from the Toxic Sect, so it would not be difficult for him to concoct some poison.

The next day, King Yi woke up at dinner.

Seeing that she had woken up, Chu Qingyao said her goodbyes. The imperial physicians were able to change the medicine.

"Miss Xuan, I'm afraid that after royal uncle recovers, I'll have to personally pay for your diagnosis." Wushuang spoke with a deeper meaning.

After two days of observation, he felt that this Miss Xuan was not bad. It just so happened that imperial uncle didn't marry. If they could get together, wouldn't that be a godsend?!

"I'll wait." Chu Qingyao said. The reason she saved King Yi was to discuss this condition with him.

When she walked out of King Yi Palace, Seventh Jue was waiting in the dark. In order to prevent himself from being discovered, he forced himself to return to the inn. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he anxiously jumped out, "Miss, did the King Yi Palace really use you as a servant?"

"It was all this young master's doing. Feed him water and wipe his face." Nangong Yuan's face was filled with dissatisfaction, he felt that the Seven Deadly Swords did not trust him.

"Seventh Jue, if anyone from the King Yi Palace comes, remember to inform me." Returning to her own home, Chu Qingyao only wanted to take a good bath and fall asleep.

Half a month passed and no one came from the King Yi Palace.

"Miss, could it be that the King Yi wants to destroy the bridge after crossing the river?" Nangong Yuan's eyes were filled with disdain. "He doesn't know how to repay favors."

Chu Qingyao nodded, "King Yi should not be that stingy. But you, you have already made enough masks, if you have nothing better to do, you can just follow everyone else to the market."

"I'm not going, I just want to stay with Miss." Nangong Yuan sat down beside her.

These past few days, Chu Qingyao had been researching on the poison that Xuanyuan Zhi had given her, and she hadn't really talked to him properly. Since he had some time today, he got the waiter to bring him a pot of tea.

"Xiao Yuanyuan, since you have returned to the Toxic Sect, are you willing to tell me who Wu Shang is?" The matter regarding Wu Shang was told to her by the Seven Absolutes.

"Don't mention that bastard, I hate him." Nangong Yuan's face was filled with anger, "You're not allowed to call me Xiao Yuanyuan."

"Pfft!" Chu Qingyao smiled as she filled the cups to the brim. So tell me what happened to him. "

"He was brought out by my father as a disciple, but he betrayed my father. If not for father saving him, he would have been frozen to death in the wilderness. "

"Then do you have any way of finding him?"

"No, but I know his way of making masks. For people like him who oppress their masters and destroy their ancestors, it would be best if he died outside. " Nangong Yuan sipped on his tea, feeling much better.

"Miss, there are still a lot of people in our Exquisite Department! When you have time, I'll take you to see my father. " That day, because they were in a rush to set off, Elder Bing did not ask further. So it turned out that Nangong Xianyun was still alive.

Chu Qingyao's face was filled with joy as she complained, "Such good news, how could you say it like that? I'll immediately tell this to the Sect Leader. How about you tell him the address and I'll have him personally go get your father."

Nangong Yuan thought for a moment, then told them where they were hiding.

It turned out that in the past few years, the people of the Exquisite Division had multiplied into a small village, with more than twenty families living close to the mountain. He lived his life hunting all day long, and when he had free time, he would make masks at home, trying his best to pass on this unique skill to others.

Chu Qingyao immediately picked up her brush and wrote a letter. After handing it to Elder Bing, she told him to hurry up and send it back to the Toxic Sect.

Elder Bing didn't think that Nangong Xianyun was still alive, and immediately cried tears of joy again. He personally sent the letter to the contact point, telling his men to quickly send it back.

For the next few days, it was snowing heavily, so the caravan set up its stall.

Calculating the time, it had already been a month since King Yi had completed her operation, Chu Qingyao could not help but feel anxious. Although she didn't specifically say where she would stay, with her identity as a King Yi, finding her wasn't difficult at all.

Could it be that the King Yi of the Nine Moons Country was really like what Xiao Yuanyuan had said, someone who wanted to destroy the bridge after crossing the river?

On this day, a person trod on the kneeless snow and pushed open the inn's door.

The storekeeper immediately went to greet him, "The guest coffin. The store has been reserved by someone. There's no room available for you right now."

"I'm looking for someone, does Chu Xuan live here?"

"Here," The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment. He originally wanted to ask if the other party was willing to see him, but when he looked up, he recognized the King Yi. Just as he was about to bow, he heard the King Yi say, "Don't make any noise."

The shopkeeper hurriedly brought the person to see Chu Qingyao. When Chu Qingyao heard that the King Yi had arrived, she finally relaxed.

She let him in, "To be able to see King Yi here means that she has recovered well."

"This King thanks the lady for saving his life."

"Prince is too polite, I didn't save him for nothing."

"Just mention whatever reward you want. As long as This King can afford it, This King will definitely not be stingy."

Chu Qingyao looked at him and smiled, "What can the Prince afford?"

"Since you are a female, you naturally can't become an official in the imperial court. I'm afraid that you can only start from somewhere else. For example, if you want to settle down in the capital, I can give you a mansion."

"I believe that Your Highness has also heard that we are a caravan, we won't stay in a fixed location, so I want this mansion to be useless."

"What does the girl want?"