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"Physician Li, please rise quickly."

Chu Xunzhen quickly helped the old doctor up.

The old doctor Li sincerely regarded her as his teacher, and she was unwilling to neglect this old doctor who had saved her life.

Liu Xiangning looked at Chu Xunzhen with a surprised expression, her mouth agape, and asked, "Zhenzhen, what's going on? Why is Doctor Li calling you 'Master'?"

Liu Xiangning was shocked.

You should know that Physician Li is a pillar of the Imperial Medical Academy.

If this gets out, people will probably be so shocked their eyes will pop out.

"I learned from and exchanged medical and toxicological knowledge with the old physician Li. We were unwilling to keep anything from each other, so we addressed each other as master and apprentice."

Liu Xiangning looked completely bewildered.

Ha ha.

If that's the case, then why not truly become a disciple of Physician Li?

She guessed that it must be because the old physician Li insisted on becoming Zhenzhen's disciple.

Liu Xiang gazed at Chu Xunzhen, her eyes sparkling.

As expected of her, Zhenzhen is truly amazing.

Even the head of the Imperial Medical Academy willingly became her disciple.

The old physician Li looked at Chu Xunzhen with a kind expression and said, "Your Highness is too kind to this old man. It is because I admire Your Highness's skill in poison and witchcraft that I insist on becoming your apprentice."

Old Doctor Li was frank and open.

He knew that Chu Xun was genuinely concerned about his reputation, but why should he, Old Man Li, need to explain his actions to others?

Looking at Physician Li, Liu Xiangning's eyes were filled with admiration.

"Imperial Physician Li is of noble character and integrity; I, Xiang Ning, have offended you."

"Miss Liu, there's no need for this. Anyone who knew about this would be surprised."

Sitting in his wheelchair, Chu Xunzhen said to the old physician Li, "Physician Li, I am injured, but the soldiers at the border cannot wait. Do you have the time to concoct a healing medicine for me?"

"Master, what are you saying? Just call me Little Li from now on. I will immediately work with the doctors of the Myriad Medicines Pavilion to concoct healing medicine."

"Thank you, Mr. Li."

Old Li was both amused and exasperated, and he didn't argue with Chu Xunzhen about the form of address.

Liu Xiangning stood there, silent for a long time.

"My God, Zhenzhen, the old physician Li I met before was so arrogant and cold, how come he's become Little Li in your eyes?"

Chu Xunzhen asked doubtfully, "No, right? When I first met Doctor Li, he was a kind and approachable old man."

Liu Xiangning's expression was captivating.

You should know that when the old imperial physician Li was in the palace, many concubines asked him to treat their illnesses, but he was extremely aloof and even assigned the task to other imperial physicians.

It's not easy to see him like an ordinary old man today.

Liu Xiangning helped Chu Xunzhen into the wheelchair. She pushed him gently, and the two felt the cold wind blowing.

Liu Xiangning draped her fiery red fox fur shawl over Chu Xunzhen's shoulders.

"Xiangning, I'm not cold. Here's a shawl, you can use it."

Liu Xiangning shook her head and said, "Zhenzhen, you're injured and weak. I know martial arts. Although I wouldn't say I'm a master, I'm still quite skilled. Perfect timing, I'm a bit hot, let me put this on you."

Chu Xunzhen shook his head and chuckled.

If you want to put it on her, just say so. Don't say you're hot.

How can it be hot in such cold weather?

Liu Xiangning pushed Chu Xunzhen forward slowly.

Chu Xunzhen took the opportunity to check on the progress of the doctors and apprentices at the Wan Yao Ge (Ten Thousand Medicines Pavilion).

Suddenly, she saw Chen Jiamin, who was pale-faced and completely disregarded her injured hand, helping to sort the medicinal herbs.

Chu Xun was truly surprised.

Liu Xiangning was even more surprised.

"Xiang Ning greets Princess Jia Min." Liu Xiang Ning bowed to Chen Jia Min.

"Miss Liu?" Chen Jiamin glanced at her, nodded, and continued with what she was doing.

She was so focused that she didn't even notice Chu Xunzhen, who was sitting in a wheelchair.

Chu Xunzhen's gaze turned slightly cold as he said, "Nonsense! Princess Jiamin is a guest? Why are you having a distinguished guest help you sort the medicine?"

The female healers were so frightened that they trembled and stammered, unable to utter a single fluent word for a long time.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiamin became anxious: "Sister-in-law? I saw that they were too busy and took the liberty of offering to help. Please don't punish them."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xunzhen's expression softened: "If anyone bullies you, tell me."

Chen Jiamin nodded vigorously.

"Why are you helping to sort the medicinal herbs? Do you understand pharmacology?"

Chen Jiamin nodded somewhat embarrassedly and said, "I've loved tinkering with herbs since I was little, but my mother forbade it, so I could only study them in private."

Chu Xunzhen looked at her hand and frowned, saying, "Your hand is injured. Once it heals, you can do whatever you want with it."

Chen Jiamin quickly shook her head and said to Chu Xunzhen, "Sister-in-law, the injury on my hand is nothing serious. Please let me help sort the medicinal herbs. My mother is guarding the border, and I want to do my part to help refine more healing medicine so that every soldier can be equipped with at least one bottle."

A look of emotion flashed in Chu Xunzhen's eyes.

"Alright! Stop if you can't take it. This is the Myriad Medicines Pavilion, my territory. Nobody's forcing you to work."

Chen Jiamin glanced gratefully at Chu Xunzhen, deftly selecting medicinal herbs, and said, "Thank you, sister-in-law. I know how to take care of myself."

"Xiang Ning, shall we go to Baiyun Temple?"

As Chu Xunzhen finished speaking, Liu Xiangning hesitated, "You still have an injury on your back. What if the wound reopens if you ride in a carriage?"

"It's alright. I want to go see Piaomiao."

Ethereal?

Liu Xiangning naturally recognized Daoist Piaomiao; wasn't that the Great Saintess of the Gu Sect?

Back then, when Liu Xiangning was injured, the small mountain village she accidentally stumbled into was the stronghold of the Gu Sect.

Back then, she not only knew Chu Xunzhen, but also the Great Saintess of the Misty Mountains.

"Alright, alright, alright. I'd like to see how she's been doing lately."

Liu Xiangning had heard of the ethereal Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple before, but she never expected that the ethereal Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple was the Great Saintess of the Gu Sect.

The two made up their minds, took a carriage, and went to Baiyun Temple.

Chunxi took great care of Chu Xunzhen throughout the journey.

Seeing Chunxi's exhausted appearance, Chu Xun felt a little guilty.

"You've worked hard, Chunxi. Take some rest when you get back."

Upon hearing this, Chunxi turned pale, startled, and suddenly knelt down inside the carriage.

"No, Your Highness, Chunxi doesn't want to rest. Has Chunxi done something wrong? Chunxi will definitely correct it. Please, Your Highness, don't let Chunxi rest."

Chu Xunzhen grasped her hands and helped her up: "No, Chunxi, you've misunderstood. I just saw how tired you are and really wanted you to rest."

Upon hearing this, Chunxi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for your consideration, Your Highness. Chunxi is not tired. As long as I can serve Your Highness, Chunxi is content."

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiangning suddenly lifted Chu Xunzhen's chin with her right hand and teased, "Oh, our Princess Zhenzhen is truly captivating to both men and women. Just looking at her makes my heart flutter."

Chu Xun rolled her eyes in annoyance and gave her a sharp rap on the head.

"Ouch, the princess has hit someone."

Liu Xiangning exaggeratedly said.

Thanks to Liu Xiangning's antics, the journey was filled with laughter and joy.

Fifteen minutes later, we arrived at Baiyun Temple.

In front of Baiyun Temple, there are sedan chairs reserved for distinguished guests.

Chu Xunzhen and Liu Xiangning each chose a sedan chair.

"Chunxi, rest in the carriage. The guards are also resting here. If Xiangning and I haven't come out in an hour, come back in to look for us."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Spring joy and respect are appropriate.

Chu Xunzhen got into the sedan chair and said softly, "Go, find Daoist Piaomiao."

The two were carried to the courtyard of the Taoist priest, Piaomiao, when they heard the sedan chair bearers go to report.

"I won't see them. I won't see anyone, no matter who comes."

A faint voice echoed from inside the room.

Chu Xunzhen lifted the sedan curtain.

Liu Xiangning rushed over to help her up, and then launched into a tirade against the closed room: "What a sly old lady, now that you've become a Taoist priest, you don't even recognize your old friends like us anymore!"

A moment later, the door opened on its own, even though there was no wind.

The sedan bearers fled instantly, as if some demon was about to emerge.

Chu Xunzhen was somewhat taken aback.

Why do these people seem so afraid of the ethereal?

It's an illusion, it must be an illusion.

The ethereal saintess stepped across the threshold.

"Xiang Ning, is that you? Long time no see. And Zhen Zhen, you're here too?"

The ethereal saintess's eyes were filled with excitement.

Chu Xunzhen stared wide-eyed at the ethereal Saintess's white hair, and asked, "What happened? How could you suffer such a severe loss of fortune?"

Liu Xiangning was taken aback.

The once beautiful and arrogant Great Saintess now has gray hair, and her face even shows faint signs of aging.

Chu Xunzhen is not good at the art of qi circulation, but that doesn't mean she can't do it; she's just not proficient enough.

She could tell at a glance that the ethereal saintess's luck had been drained.

She remembered that the prince had once said that the strange object had absorbed the fortune of the ethereal saintess.

She had thought that Piaomiao was on guard and that her luck hadn't been greatly diminished. Now she realized that her luck had been severely depleted.

Piaomiao shook her head and chuckled, "I just fell for someone's dirty trick. It'll be fine in a while."

She invited the two into the side room, but after taking only two steps, she fell to the ground.

Liu Xiangning tried to help her, but it was too late.

"I'm fine. Please sit down, I'll make you some tea, and we can talk slowly."

As she spoke, Piaomiao picked up the tea leaves, but the next moment, her elbow touched the half-person-tall peony vase, and the entire vase fell down.

With a swift movement, the delicate peony vase shattered on the ground with a crash.

Piaomiao deliberately moved away from the fragments and brought over the tea leaves.

However, the next moment, she slipped, the tea leaves slipped from her hand, and almost hit the ground.

Liu Xiangning's expression changed, and she suddenly leaped up to catch the tea leaves.

At the same time, Piaomiao finally sat down in front of them.

"I'm sorry you had to see this."

Piaomiao wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and spoke wearily.

Chu Xunzhen glanced at Piaomiao, his expression grave, and said, "I'm sorry, that person originally intended to harm me. Unexpectedly, by a twist of fate, they harmed you instead."

Piaomiao snorted coldly and said, "What's wrong? Do you think I, Piaomiao, am afraid of a little bit of backlash from luck? I am the originator of manipulating people's hearts and absorbing luck. I have already developed a method to counteract it. I'll just wait until my luck is at its strongest before I implement it."

Hearing this, Chu Xunzhen's gaze shifted, and he said, "Why don't you teach me? I'll make the person who harmed you suffer a backlash. If their luck turns against you, then a portion of their luck will return to you, and you won't be so unlucky."

Upon hearing this, Piaomiao said, "If we make a mistake and innocent people are harmed, you will also suffer a backlash, and a backlash of three times the amount of your luck. Are you sure?"

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Liu Xiangning looked at Chu Xunzhen with worry, her right hand tightly gripping her handkerchief. The risk was too great; how could Zhenzhen agree?