The Full-Leveled Healer Transmigrates to a Real and Fake Rich Daughter Story

Chapter 652 - 652: Test (3)



Chapter 652 - 652: Test (3)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Chu You’s expression darkened. He gritted his teeth fiercely and said in a low voice, “You’re overthinking. How would 1 know what’s written in the dossier sent by Xia Houqing? 1 just don’t believe in the people of the State of Yue.” “I’ve been in the State of Yue for eight years. You should know best how treacherous the people of the State of Yue are, right?”

His deliberately raised voice sounded sharp and ear-piercing at this moment. He looked at Chu Yi coldly. If Chu Yi can dig a hole forme, I can do it for him too!

In the face of the provocation that Chu You thought was a counterattack, Chu Yi smiled and didn’t say anything. The folding fan in his hand fluttered gently again with his usual elegance.

His gentle smile was clearly like a spring breeze turning into rain, but together with his movements, it inexplicably revealed an indescribable mockery.

Chu You’s little finger couldn’t help but twitch again. His chest rolled, and his eyes were cold.

On the other side, Gu Yanfei was also looking at Chu Yi. However, she was looking at the jade ring on Chu Yi’s thumb.

The jade thumb ring was engraved with simple Kirin patterns. The warm jade material made his fingers fair and delicate, and his bamboo-like fingers became even longer.

This jade thumb ring is really beautiful on him! Gu Yanfei praised in her heart smugly.

She knew that the jade material she chose was suitable for him. She carved it well too!

What should 1 give him next?

Gu Yanfei was thinking about it when, suddenly, her half-closed eyebrows and eyelashes trembled. She looked in the direction of the door curtain. In the next moment, the door curtain was lifted from the outside. A middle-aged eunuch hurriedly lifted the curtain and entered. He reported, “Your Majesty, Her Highness just woke up.”

Chu You, who originally wanted to say something, shut his mouth. The topic of Xia Houqing and the dossier ended here.

The Emperor stood up first. Chu Yi, Gu Yanfei, and Chu You also followed the Emperor to visit Feng Yang.

The two imperial physicians from the imperial hospital were also inside. The imperial physician gave an endless report, saying that they had just checked Feng Yang’s pulse again. Feng Yang’s vital energy and blood were deficient, and there was stagnation of qi and stasis of blood. Both yin and yang aspects were depleted.

In Chu You’s ears, what Imperial Physician Ling said was all nonsense. There was no main point. It went into Chu You’s left ear and out of his right ear. He didn’t take it to heart at all. He didn’t say a word and only looked at Feng Yang, who was lying on the bed, with a dark gaze.

Although Feng Yang had woken up, she was still very weak. She forced a smile and only said to the Emperor, “Sorry to have made you worry, Your Majesty.” Then, she fell asleep again.

The sleeping Feng Yang’s face was as pale as paper, and her lips were slightly green.

Since his goal for this trip had been achieved, Chu You didn’t stay in the room for long. After a while, he excused himself with the excuse of “not disturbing Feng Yang’s recuperation”.

Chu Yi personally sent Chu You out of the room.

After stepping across the high threshold, Chu You stepped down the white marble stone steps step by step. When he reached the last step, he heard Chu Yi’s indifferent voice suddenly come from behind. “Does Seventh Imperial Uncle really plan to return to the fief?”

Chu You stopped in his tracks. He neither turned around nor answered Chu Yi’s question.

His broad shoulders were slightly stiff in the shadow cast by the eaves above.

As for Chu Yi, he didn’t seem to care if Chu You replied or not. His tone was neither light nor heavy as he said again, “Tens of thousands of people have been buried in Yangzhou and are lingering around. When Seventh Imperial Uncle returns to the fief in the future, you have to remember to ask the few Daoist masters to do a good ritual to exort those people who died in vain, lest their souls wander the world.”

Chu You’s hands, which were placed beside him, couldn’t help but clench into fists. This time, he couldn’t help but turn around.

The young man standing in front of the threshold had handsome facial features, bright eyes, and a meaningful smile.

He seemed to be reminding her out of goodwill, but also seemed to be hinting at something.

Thud! Chu You’s heart skipped a beat uncontrollably. He felt a little scared, and his eyes were dark.

He looked at the young man with picturesque eyebrows under the roof and couldn’t help but think back to Yangzhou’s Tailing City nine years ago.

It returned to the day engraved in his memories.

The battle cries in the city lingered. The air was filled with the thick smell of blood, making one want to vomit. Everywhere they looked, there were corpses strewn everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers.

This was the first time in Chu You’s life that he understood what the words “blood mountain and sea of corpses” meant.

Thinking about it now, Chu You felt the lingering smell of blood in his nose again. His gaze on Chu Yi instantly froze.

Chu Yi smiled slightly and cupped his hands elegantly. “Seventh Imperial Uncle, I’ll send you here.”

After saying that, he turned around without any reluctance and crossed the high threshold again to walk back..


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