Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved
Chapter 335: What Is the Relationship between the Young Lady and the Old Medicine King

Chapter 335: Chapter 335: What Is the Relationship between the Young Lady and the Old Medicine King

There is a well-known saying, illness comes on like a landslide.

General Fu, such a tall and strong man, suddenly fell ill, like a mountain collapsing, with a high fever that would not subside throughout the night.

It was not until two days later that his condition finally improved, thanks to Divine Doctor Zhai and Murong Jiu taking turns to perform acupuncture on him.

Illness leaves as slowly as pulling silk, General Fu started feeling chills, coughing, and despite getting better day by day, Murong Jiu always felt an indelible gloom overhead.

Everyone kept silent about her elder brother. His name was never mentioned, which made her suspect that something had happened to him.

And this incident was caused by her.

After hesitating for a few days, just when Murong Jiu was about to ask Prince Ling, they were ambushed by mountain bandits.

These bandits were well-equipped and well-trained, not looking like ordinary bandits, and there were a lot of them.

"Ah Jiu, you and Father-In-Law stay quiet in the carriage, we’ll handle this outside," someone said.

Murong Jiu nodded, knowing her role was not to add to the chaos.

Jun Yuyan had already told her that the three carriages were specially made. If a secret compartment was pressed, an iron barrier would lower to encase the carriage securely, preventing arrows from coming in.

"Be, be careful," she said.

Jun Yuyan nodded at her, "Rest assured, take good care of your Father-In-Law and yourself."

He then rode his horse to the front.

General Fu wanted to go out too, but Murong Jiu quickly stopped him, "Father, you are still very weak, you cannot go out."

"For decades, it’s the first time I’ve been brought down by a common cold, I truly am getting old," he said.

"No, you are not old, your physical condition is very good, much better than that of an average person. Once you’re well, you’ll still be vigorous. It’s, it’s my unfilial conduct that’s caused you and my brother to worry and get hurt."

Murong Jiu lowered her head to hide the deep guilt in her eyes.

General Fu said with affection, "Xiao Jiu, don’t talk like that. It’s us who owe you too much. In those years, you suffered a lot. My only remaining wish is for you to be happy and content. So when I meet your mother below, I can explain to her."

Her heart ached. She had learned a lot these days. The identity switch from those years was not her father’s fault; it was Lady Wang and others who had done evil.

They felt guilty for doting on Wang Baozhu for so many years, even though they were all in the Capital City, they never noticed. They believed it was their negligence, so they wanted to make up for it desperately.

Murong Jiu was a reasonable person; she knew it was not their fault.

The fight outside was fierce, and General Fu tried to go out several times.

Unexpectedly, the howling of the returning wolf packs attracted more wolves. The "bandits," outnumbered, were ambushed from behind by the wolves and quickly routed. Jun Yuyan and Fu Sheng, along with their men, annihilated all the bandits.

No need to send them to the Government Office since these bandits plagued the people. Killing them was indeed a service to the public.

Moreover, everyone was aware that these so-called bandits might not actually be real bandits.

Jun Yuyan sent some people up the mountain to see if there were any who escaped the net.

At this moment, Kai Xuan suddenly came up to Murong Jiu, rubbing against her leg and biting her dress, leading her forward.

The ground was soaked with blood. The corpses had been dragged away, but Jun Yuyan, fearing she might feel uncomfortable, swiftly picked her up and followed Kai Xuan up the mountain.

Soon, Kai Xuan stopped in front of an abandoned cellar halfway up the hillside.

"There’s someone inside!"

Jun Yuyan put Murong Jiu down, telling her to step back while he drew his long sword.

Murong Jiu, seeing that Kai Xuan was relaxed and not in a defensive stance, felt that the person inside might not be a foe.

"Wait!" she exclaimed as she grabbed Jun Yuyan, pointing towards the cellar and said, "There’s poison! Don’t get close!"

Kai Xuan could resist many poisons, so it was unharmed, but Murong Jiu could tell at a glance that the surroundings were definitely lethal. The powder looked the same color as the soil; if she wasn’t sharp-eyed, no one would be able to detect it.

It was odorless, too. Anyone who approached would not notice and would surely be struck by the deadly poison.

The person hiding inside was actually a master of poisons!

I wonder how she compares to Miao Wuxie.

When Kai Xuan saw that they were not moving, he hurriedly went up and opened the round wooden door with his mouth. In an instant, a dark arrow flew out, which Jun Yuyan cut off with lightning speed.

He said in a deep voice, "People inside, listen, the hundred-plus mountain bandits outside have been wiped out. I am Prince Ling and will not harm the innocent."

"Prince Ling?"

Unexpectedly, a young woman’s voice came from inside.

Then, a woman with delicate and deep features walked out; she must have been in disguise, wearing coarse clothes and having purposely darkened her skin. But her appearance was too exotic, and one could tell at a glance that she wasn’t from the Central Plains.

"You’re from the Western Regions?"

Murong Jiu had her reservations about the People of the Western Region due to her experiences with Na Kesi, and seeing another with Western Region features naturally aroused her wariness.

But the woman was staring at her face and asked, "Are you Princess Consort Ling?"

Her Central Plains’ speech was not too standard, carrying a hint of a Western Regions accent.

Under the woman’s curious gaze, Murong Jiu glanced at Jun Yuyan and then nodded her head.

"Looking at you, you do indeed bear a resemblance to Fu Heng."

At her words, both Jun Yuyan and Murong Jiu’s expressions changed drastically.

"You know Fu Heng?"

Murong Jiu asked urgently.

Everyone was reluctant to bring up her older brother Fu Heng, but this Western Regions woman seemed to know something.

"Of course, I saved him. When he woke up, he mentioned you, and also asked me to cure you of the Thin Line Heaven poison. But... "

Jun Yuyan frowned, "But what?"

Murong Jiu also clutched her own clothes, her palms sweating.

"But, I am also like a clay Bodhisattva crossing a river..."

The woman tried to explain in her learnt Central Plains language, but it was not very clear.

"A clay Bodhisattva cannot save herself when crossing the river, is that it? Where is my brother Fu Heng now? Can you tell us where?"

Murong Jiu asked eagerly.

"Oh, he’s right here."

The woman pointed to the bottom of the cellar: "I couldn’t take him back to your Capital City because someone was trying to kill me on the road, so..."

She spread her hands, "I had to bring him along. I had no choice; he’s really handsome and smart, and he taught me how to evade the killers."

As soon as she finished speaking, Murong Jiu immediately went down to the cellar.

"Ah Jiu, let me go."

Jun Yuyan stopped her.

The woman hurriedly sprinkled some white powder on the ground, which neutralized the poison, giving off an unpleasant smell but preventing Jun Yuyan from being poisoned.

Jun Yuyan indeed found the unconscious Fu Heng down there.

The woman had not lied.

He carried Fu Heng out, and Murong Jiu quickly took his pulse.

Despite having lost her memory, the sense of closeness she felt for Fu Heng had not diminished.

There was still a bandage wrapped around his neck, and one could faintly see the sutured wound, which was startling.

The woman said, "When I found him, he was almost dead. I didn’t expect him to cling to life so tenaciously, evading a murder attempt with me before he passed out."

Jun Yuyan asked, "May I ask you, miss, what is your relation to the Old Medicine King?"