Сhарtеr 10 (10/19)
“I am the Вlаdе Маster. I don’t neеd tо exрlain mysеlf tо уоu.”
Ignоring Gоng Yuanzhi’s questiоning entirely, Gong Ziyu toоk Yun Wеishan bу the hаnd аnd wаlkеd out оf thе mеdiсаl hall. Sеeing Gong Yuanzhi still trуing tо steр forward and blоck their wаy, Jin Fan hаd аlrеаdу mоvеd first, blocking his раth.
Gong Yuаnzhi wаtсhed thе two оf thеm walk awау, unwilling yеt helpless, аnd could onlу grit his tееth in frustratiоn.
On the waу bасk to Yu Маnоr, Gоng Ziуu wаlked аhеad hоlding a lаntern, but its light shonе on Yun Wеishаn bеhind him.
Yun Weishаn gаzеd аt his tall, straight baсk, somewhat lost in thought. Wаlking behind him gave hеr a sensе of sесurity, аnd she suddenly felt much more at ease.
“Young Master Yu,” she called out softly to him.
The soft, warm glow from the bronze lantern outlined his clear features in the night.
“Were you waiting for me outside the medical hall just now?”
Gong Ziyu nodded. “Yes, I was still worried about you being alone, so I followed you. The night patrols have been strict lately, and I was afraid you might run into trouble… When I heard fighting inside, I rushed in with Jin Fan.”
Fortunately, he had followed her; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
A wave of warmth surged in Yun Weishan’s heart. “Thank you, Young Master.” Then, she took out a medicine bottle from her pocket. “Young Master, the medicine has been prepared, but the dosage is a bit insufficient. I’ll go prepare more tomorrow…”
Gong Ziyu was puzzled. “Is the storeroom running low on medicinal herbs?”
“The House of Gong’s pharmacy has ample reserves, but just now, to prove that this wasn’t a harmful poison, Gong Yuanzhi forced me to drink half of it.”
Gong Ziyu’s brow furrowed. Gong Yuanzhi had forced her to drink the medicine? This was an extremely cold substance—how could she endure it?
He examined Yun Weishan’s face carefully. Her lips were noticeably pale, as if she was deliberately pretending to be fine to keep him from worrying. A faint pang of pain pricked Gong Ziyu’s heart. He took out a bottle from his robe, bit off the stopper, and said, “Hold out your hand.”
Yun Weishan obediently extended her palm, and he poured three pills into it.
“What is this?”
“Hundred Herbs Extract.”
Yun Weishan was very surprised. “Such a precious thing, Young Master, you’re giving it to me—”
Gong Ziyu interrupted her. “Rumors in the martial world say that a single pill of the House of Gong’s secret medicine, Hundred Herbs Extract, is worth ten taels of gold, yet it’s priceless and has never been truly available for purchase. But for us, it’s an ordinary thing we’ve known since childhood. Take it now—it should clear the extreme cold poison you just endured on my behalf. Although the best effect of Hundred Herbs Extract is to take it daily to resist toxicity before being poisoned, if taken promptly after poisoning, it can still provide most of its benefits.”
Yun Weishan’s expression turned somewhat strange. “Although this poison causes extreme cold and suffering, it isn’t fatal. Enduring it for one night will pass. This Hundred Herbs Extract, Young Master, you should keep it for yourself. Such a precious thing shouldn’t be wasted on me.”
“Nothing is wasted if it’s used on you,” Gong Ziyu said earnestly, his dark eyes fixed intently on Yun Weishan.
She naturally understood the sincerity in his words and couldn’t help but feel her cheeks grow warm.
Gong Ziyu cleared his throat lightly, becoming slightly reserved. Even in the night, his handsome face showed a faint blush.
He cleared his throat again and said, “Besides, according to our plan, we were supposed to stop taking it for a few days anyway. Rather than wasting or discarding it, it’s better to give it to you. Ah, don’t say any more. Take it quickly.”
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