Chарtеr 4 (19/21)
Тhе рhуsician sаid, "Мiss, уоu suffеr from wheezing disеаse. If yоu have аsthmа, it is аbsоlutеlу unsuitable fоr you to stay long in thе vаlleу—it will worsеn уоur сonditiоn."
"Nо, nо, it's just thаt I сaught а chill last night and hаvе beеn coughing a bit."
Unаble to mаke a dесisiоn, thе рhуsiсian cоuld оnly sау, "Тhen I'll nоte it dоwn fоr now and соme bаck later tо examinе уоu seрaratelу."
Whеn thе phуsiсiаn mоvеd оn to thе nеxt уoung lаdy, Yun Weishаn saw Fоurth Мiss Sоng seсrеtlу tаke out a smаll blue porcelаin bottle from hеr sleevе, pоur sоme рowder into her palm, and stealthily swallow it. Clearly, she was concealing her asthma condition to increase her chances of being selected.
Thus, Fourth Miss Song, who had privately brought medicine into the House of Gong, was the perfect candidate.
So, while Fourth Miss Song was chatting with a few other girls in the corridor courtyard, Yun Weishan quietly slipped into her room.
Yun Weishan snapped back to reality and saw the people in the Female Guests Courtyard holding their breath, waiting for the outcome. She kept her head down, so no one knew what she had just been thinking about.
By now, Fourth Miss Song had already finished drinking that cup of medicine. The effects were remarkably fast, yet she herself noticed nothing unusual.
Gong Ziyu looked at Fourth Miss Song's face and sighed softly, "As expected."
Fourth Miss Song was puzzled, "What do you mean?" She didn't know that several red rashes had already appeared on her face.
The redness grew increasingly obvious, startling the other girls nearby, who couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Gong Ziyu frowned, "What a pity for such a pretty face, yet with such a malicious heart." He waved to the guards, "Take her away, escort her out of the valley, and send her back to the Song family."
"It wasn't me... it wasn't..."
Fourth Miss Song couldn't believe it, crying and protesting her innocence. But privately bringing medicine was already an undeniable offense, and now she was also accused of malicious competition and harming others. With no way to defend herself, Fourth Miss Song could only watch helplessly as she was dragged away.
Only after the cries had completely faded into the distance did Gong Ziyu take the piece of white paper from another guard's hand. The tea leaves on it looked quite ordinary and plain. He said thoughtfully, "I originally wanted Miss Shangguan to drink it herself, but she isn't here..."
Gong Ziyu was about to carefully wrap up the tea leaves when he said, "Interesting. Let's take these tea leaves back to the medical hall first and have the physicians examine them."
Yun Weishan, who had remained silent throughout, suddenly stepped forward and spoke up, "I'll test it."
Gong Ziyu was very surprised, "Hmm?"
Yun Weishan looked seriously at everyone and insisted, "Miss Shangguan drank tea with us that night—she drank it herself, I can testify to that. So, I believe these tea leaves are not problematic. Moreover, it was indeed Miss Shangguan who used her family's ancestral ointment to cure the red rashes on my face. Let me do it."
A moment later, a servant brought over a steaming teapot. In a small teacup, the tea leaves had already steeped. The tea was clear and transparent, its aroma wafting pleasantly—it smelled like good tea.
Just as Yun Weishan raised the teacup to drink, Gong Ziyu interrupted her.
"Wait." He curved his lips into a smile as he looked at her. "Since Miss Yun Weishan speaks so frankly, there's no need to drink it."
The people around them began whispering among themselves. It was clear that Gong Ziyu seemed to trust Yun Weishan greatly, leading them to privately speculate about the relationship between the two.Nanny Fu, the head stewardess, was straightforward and outspoken. She felt this was utterly unacceptable no matter what, so she quietly reminded, "Blade Master... this isn't quite proper... you should be fair and impartial..."
Gong Ziyu was completely unruffled: "This is a bowl of tea, not a bowl of water."