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"This Yao Qingcheng is truly a godlike person." Initially, when the wangfei came back, she would explain the situation in detail and even had him lay out the herbs. She tried her best to recall which herbs Qingcheng had used, even if she wasn't sure of the quantity, she still had to find ones that were about the same size.

But after yesterday, the princess had been mysterious. He couldn't figure out how she cured the ninth prince, but if she didn't say so, he had no other way to know.

Imperial Physician Lu suddenly kneeled down. "Esteemed wangfei, I don't know how to treat this medicine, please enlighten me, esteemed wangfei." Doctor Lu was a fool. After he finished talking, he kowtowed.

She was afraid that if she said it out, these people would stop her, so she just said to use steam, other than that, no one else said anything else. Maybe other people just suspected that there was another secret, and only Doctor Lu was sure that there was another secret.

"Doctor Lu, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that Master has repeatedly told me not to tell others. I was forced to do so." When all the poison in Xiao Jiu's body had been dispelled, she would naturally say it out of curiosity towards Doctor Lu's information. Before that, she would never say a single word, much less say that she was the one who had suggested the idea.

"Master? What master? " Doctor Lu could not turn his head, who was his master?

"Yao Qingcheng wants to take the wangfei as her disciple." Night Nine explained for Little Fishy.

Imperial Physician Lu suddenly felt blessed and kneeled on the ground, unwilling to get up. "I beg the wangfei to accept me as her disciple. If she doesn't accept me, then I'll just kneel here and not get up."

Little Fishy who was holding his arm suddenly became stiff. What sort of situation was this? She was actually taking the imperial physician as a disciple with these skills? Was there a mistake?

"Master, please accept a bow from your disciple." Although Imperial Physician Lu was usually a bit pedantic, he didn't decay. Seeing that Xiaoyu didn't reply, he treated her as if she had tacitly agreed. He kneeled on the ground and began to pay his respects as a disciple.

After he had finished, Doctor Lu looked relieved, "Master, although I am not talented, I am willing to work hard and have some savings in my family. I will go back and prepare some repairs for you."

"Come back." Xiaoyu didn't expect that before she had even become her disciple, she would actually give Yao Qingcheng a disciple. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"If Master has any instructions, just tell them to me." Imperial Physician Lu was polite and courteous. He could disrespect the imperial concubine, but he could never look down on his teacher.

"I've never taken a master before. What etiquette do you need? What gifts are you preparing? Tell me about them when you're free." Little Yu said helplessly.

Imperial Physician Lu was overjoyed when he heard this. Xiaoyu had admitted that he was her disciple. Although Xiaoyu's acupuncture skills were superb, Imperial Physician Lu had realized that she was incapable in other areas. However, so what? There was a grandmaster who could cure the poison in the Ninth Prince's body. The poison in the Ninth Prince's body was equivalent to all the imperial doctors, and she could fight against all the imperial doctors by herself. Just her ability was enough to make people yearn for her.

"Leave all of this to me." Doctor Lu was laughing so hard that his teeth couldn't be seen. Little Fishy and Night Nine looked at each other, and they couldn't help but be affected by his good mood.

Doctor Lu stepped back quickly. "Doctor Lu is always solemn. He rarely smiles like this. I am not used to it."

Xiaoyu rolled her eyes, "Lil 'Nine, let me draw a picture for you to see."

As Little Fishy spoke, she ran to the dressing table, picked up her brush, and spread out a piece of paper. After a short while, she placed the piece of paper on her back, walked up to Ye Jiumei, and took it out with a smile.

Night Nine was surprised that she drew so fast, but when she saw Fishy's drawing, she couldn't help but burst out laughing. She didn't want to choke and kept coughing.

Fishy quickly threw the painting aside and held it to her chest.

Nine Night Demon finally had enough time to catch her breath, so he couldn't help but push Little Fishy, "Are you painting Imperial Physician Lü or the cat?"

Xiaoyu pouted and said coquettishly, "Then what does little Jiu think I'm drawing?"

Night Nine had finally restrained his smile, and he seemed to be deep in thought, "Hmm, you drew the image of Doctor Lu smiling just now. Bring the painting over, I want to see it again."

He didn't realize that Doctor Lü looked like a cat.

Fishy picked up the picture that was thrown on the ground. The more Night Nine looked at it, the more similar it looked to her. She could not help but ask, "Fishy, what is this painting technique?"

"This is called a cartoon. It's like enlarging a person's characteristics to infinitesimally exaggerated." Little Fishy explained that when she was tired from work, she would draw two pictures of the boss, stick them on the target, and then use a dart to clean them up. As a result, her drawing skills were quite impressive.

"Xiaoyu, can you draw me?" Night Nine looked at the little fish expectantly.

Little Fishy looked at Night Nine's hopeful eyes, and said affectionately, "You aren't even willing to draw her."

Ye Jiumei's face turned red, he pressed down on an unknown place, and a small box suddenly appeared from the side of his right hand.

Little Fishy's eyes were wide open as she watched the scene unfold. She glanced at Night Nine, then casually picked up a painting and unfolded it. She couldn't help but widen her eyes. The two of them ate and lived together, so how could she not know when he drew her?

Little Fishy opened them one by one. Memories of her dancing elegance, her charm in her undergarment, her easy and confident speech in the royal study, the gentleness of her pushing him …

The paintings were all spread out on the floor. They were all filled to the brim. It was her, it was all her.

All girls love beauty, especially in that society where she became an older girl in order to study, so she fell madly in love with painting. Every year, she would take a few pictures, and when she came here, other people would complain about not having a computer TV, refrigerator, air conditioner and washing machine. For someone who advocated low carbon and environmental protection like her, it was the most regrettable that she didn't write, she didn't think, that she would have a "full-time photographer" by her side, and all of her smiles would stay for her.

She crouched down and rolled up the painting, placing it back into the box just like she did just now, "Little Jiu, you shouldn't be too tired now. Don't draw again in the future."

"If I don't draw, I'm afraid I won't have another chance in the future." Night Nine said in a low voice.

Xiaoyu's hands paused as she picked up the painting and slowly raised her head. The two of them looked at each other.

The painting scroll in Little Fishy's hands fell to the ground. She didn't care about it at all. She just stared at Night Nine with pain in her throat.

"Little Nine, you …"

He knew, he had always known, but he had never shown any hint of decadence in front of him. He always had a confident look on his face about his illness, but he had never held out any hope, had he? Little Fishy's gaze scanned his face, then she slowly walked in front of him and slowly sat down. She slowly embraced his waist and leaned against his chest.

"Little Nine, is it painful to persevere? "Believe me, I will definitely cure you. The heavens sent me here just for me to save you, so you must not give up, okay?"

Thinking of the "little thing" crawling all over her body, she felt a wave of numbness in her heart. She wasn't sure if she knew or not.

"I won't give up." How could he bear to leave her — and their child — behind when she held tight to the little fish?

As long as he did not give up, it was fine. As long as the patient remained very confident and cheerful, he would sometimes recover without taking any medicine. Of course, the poison in Xiao Jiu was detoxification, and as long as the poison could be detoxified, his body would be fine.