Quick Wear: Bai Yueguang perfectly interprets the success of saving the world

When Yan Qing left the palace, the midday sun shone on her body. It should have been warm, but she couldn't feel it at all.

Yan Qing got on the carriage back to the princess's mansion. The injection she had received in the palace began to rebound, and a chill spread from her fingertips.

She leaned aside with her eyes closed, her whole body seemed to have lost its vitality, revealing an indescribable sense of loneliness, which was in sharp contrast to the noisy voices outside the carriage.

The wind blew up a corner of the curtain. Yan Qing originally glanced at it casually, but her gaze stopped outside. When the curtain was about to fall, she raised her hand and lifted it up.

Not far from the carriage, a young boy was strolling on the street with a little girl.

When passing by a vendor selling candied haws, the little girl who was being held by the hand was obviously attracted by the sight and could not move.

The little girl tugged at the boy's sleeve, and the boy gave her an indulgent smile.

He squatted down, picked up the little girl, and let the child choose what she liked.

After the girl chose what she liked, the boy put her down and paid.

At the end, the little girl was holding a string of candied haws in her hand, and her happiness was beyond words.

The young man held the little girl's hand with one hand and a string of candied haws in the other, and walked away as he had come.

Yan Qing didn't come back to his senses until the two figures completely disappeared from his sight.

This scene was so familiar. Once upon a time, there was a young man like this who would sneak her out of the oppressive palace and buy her a string of candied haws.

But that person is no longer here...

Yan Qing lowered his eyes and put down the hand that had lifted the curtain.

She suddenly felt a little tired. After that man left, the prosperity and mundane world of this world had nothing to do with her.

She was only staying in this world because of her promise to him.

But it will be over soon...

Yan Qing recalled the look on Jun Shiyu's face when he mentioned his royal brother, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

The carriage stopped steadily at the gate of the princess's mansion. Before Yan Qing could react, a bony hand lifted the curtain.

A secret guard appeared beside the carriage at some point. He was dressed in a black tight-sleeved outfit, had a cold and arrogant temperament, and a silver-white mask covering his face, revealing only a pair of inorganic eyes.

He extended his hand towards Yan Qing, and said in a soft voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, "Your Highness, be careful."

Due to the onset of the poison and the backlash of the injection, Yan Qing didn't have much strength left, so he took his hand and used the force to get off the carriage.

The palm of his hand was slender and white, with a luster like mutton-fat jade in the sun. Although they only touched and separated, he still felt the overly cold temperature.

Fuyun's heart sank, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Qing's sickly pale face.

The emotion in his eyes changed, no longer as indifferent as before.

Yan Qing also noticed Fuyun's abnormality. Normally, Fuyun would have hidden in the dark at this time, and would only appear in front of people when something happened or she needed to.

"what happened?"

Yan Qing felt waves of pain in his wrist and frowned slightly. His voice sounded extremely cold when he asked this question.

Fuyun followed her steps and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, is... the poison taking effect?"

Yan Qing glanced at him calmly without responding.

Seeing this, Fu Yun knew that his guess was correct. He pursed his thin lips, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Instead, it was Yan Qing who broke the silence first.

"Have all the imperial doctors in the palace returned to the palace?"

When she was about to go to the palace to meet Jiang Huaixu, Pei Shiyu had already sent someone to convey his order, asking the imperial doctors in the mansion to be summoned back to the palace. If nothing unexpected happened, they should have all returned by now.

Hearing this, Fuyun suppressed the worry that had just arisen in his mind, and his face hidden behind the mask was full of coldness.

"Most of them have gone back. Only Doctor Lin is still in the mansion. He wants to see Your Highness."

Yan Qing paused, and his tone was as chilly as the breeze on a cold night.

"Lin Huaigu? He disobeyed the order?"

The main reason why she asked Pei Shiyu to recall all the imperial doctors back to the palace was because of Lin Huaigu.

This man is a doctor who has become famous in recent years. He is known for his miraculous healing powers. He was unknown before because he devoted himself to studying medicine and came out to save the wounded and dying after completing his studies.

The first time he appeared, he rescued the young son of the Minister of Rites.

This was a case that several famous doctors diagnosed and they all said they were helpless and said the patient would not live more than a year. But after Lin Huaigu's treatment, the patient is now alive and well.

Later, Lin Huaigu was recommended to the palace to be an imperial physician. Now, at such a young age, he is already the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau. If it were not for his lack of experience, he could also be the director of the hospital.

This time, Yan Qing had several contacts with Lin Huaigu under the guise of cold, which made him more certain that his medical skills were as superb as the rumors said, and should not be underestimated.

Her health is deteriorating, and she doesn't know how long she can last. If she keeps Lin Huaigu in the princess's mansion, he will find out something fishy sooner or later, so she asked Pei Shiyu to bring everyone back to the palace.

However, Lin Huaigu did not leave immediately after receiving the imperial edict. Did he discover something?

"Imperial Physician Lin said that there are still some things that need to be paid attention to regarding the cold. He must see Your Highness and will return to the palace after he has finished speaking. Therefore, the eunuch who came to deliver the decree should not urge him any further."

After that, a hint of ruthlessness flashed across Fuyun's eyes, and he continued, "Imperial Physician Lin is still waiting for Your Highness in the temporary courtyard. If Your Highness does not want to see him, I will personally send Imperial Physician Lin back to the palace and will definitely not let him say anything more."

Fuyun emphasized the word "personally", and the meaning was self-evident.

"No need, let's meet Lin Huaigu first and see if he has anything to say to me."

Almost at the moment Yan Qing finished speaking, the aura around Fu Yun became a little colder.

He glanced at Yan Qing's pale face again and whispered, "Your Highness, please take care of your health and don't rush to see Doctor Lin."

Yan Qing turned around and headed towards the courtyard prepared for the residence of Lin Huaigu and other imperial physicians.

"I know it well."

Her current condition is indeed not very good. Once she relaxes, the poison will surely attack her more violently than before.

Lin Huaigu was a variable. The mere fact that he stayed in the mansion made Yan Qing wary.

Not to mention that it is not clear how much this person already knows. Yan Qing cannot feel at ease unless she finds out sooner or later. Therefore, even if she has to force herself, she has to meet Lin Huaigu first.

Fu Yun's eyes were gloomy and he stopped trying to persuade her. Once his Highness made a decision, he would not change it easily.

Yan Qing took out a veil and put it on her face. Judging from Fu Yun's reaction just now, her current complexion should not be considered good.

It is better to cover it with a veil than to let people see that something is wrong at first glance. Fortunately, she occasionally wears a veil in the mansion, so it doesn't seem out of place now.

When Yan Qing arrived, Lin Huaigu was drying medicinal herbs in the yard. She raised her hand to stop the servant who was about to inform him and slowly walked towards the yard.

Hearing the footsteps of someone coming, Lin Huaigu turned around and saw that it was Yan Qing. The corners of his lips slightly raised and he bowed.

The wide sleeves swing in a graceful arc, and her temperament is as gentle and indifferent as pine and cypress.

"Your Highness, I pay my respects to you. May your Highness be well and safe."