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Chapter 297: Calm, Calm Down
    Muyan quickly jumps down from the bed, and uses the water basin at the side to wash her hands and clean her face.
    She promptly sits down by the table and begins to gorge herself. She has quite the oblivious attitude.
    Not even caring about where she is at the moment.
    As the food reaches her mouth, Muyan suddenly widens her eyes and shows an amazed expression.
    So delicious!
    It’s several times more delicious than the expensive foods that she’s eaten in big restaurants!
    She doesn’t know who’s the chef that made this, but actually attaining such a level in the culinary arts-
    Ohh, she really wants to kidnap that person back and have him exclusively cook for her!
    After eating and drinking her fill, Muyan stretches her body in satisfaction.
    She pats off the nonexistent dust on her clothes, getting up to leave.
    She opens the door and discovers a very big courtyard.
    There’s the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of the birds in the garden.
    There’s also a very wide area that has been cleared out and plowed, with some draught herbs growing on it.
    Each kind is exceptionally precious and uncommon, Muyan has never even come across some of them.
    But she doesn’t intend to stay any longer in this unfamiliar place. She’s afraid that Xiao Bao will get anxious if she returns late.
    “You want to go?” a dark, low, and husky voice suddenly speaks from behind her.
    Muyan falters in her step, but she doesn’t turn around. She directly jumps up instead.
    Her figure is like a nimble flying swallow as she leaps high up in the sky, and over the perimeter wall of the courtyard.
    As long as she crosses over this wall, she would be out of the scope of this yard.
    How Di Ming Jue never expected it. This woman clearly knows that it’s him, even hearing his voice.
    She actually refuses to even turn around and look at him.
    She just runs away!
    Is she so disgusted with him?!
    Thinking of this, the rage in the pit of his stomach surges up along with a burning, tearing kind of pain.
    In a split second, his eyes heat up until they’re red.
    Muyan has one foot gently tapping on the wall, and her figure is about to go off like a bird.
    But suddenly, a powerful and irresistible forge tugs on her waist.
    Indeed, it forcibly drags her back!
    It’s the sound of the door slamming shut against its frame. The entire room seems to be shuddering.
    Muyan finds herself firmly pressed against the door, both hands pinned on the sides, and she can’t move even a bit.
    The man towers over and looks down on her.
    The dim light inside the room is making the man’s face somewhat hazy.
    But even hazy, it couldn’t conceal the man’s handsome face, with it’s almost perfect contours.
    Moreover, those pair of smoldering eyes are unwavering as they glare at her, like he wants to devour her into his belly.
    Muyan gulps down with some difficulty, “Di Ming Jue, calm, calm down!”
    “Tell me, you want to run away from me? What do you want to go back to?”
    The man leans down, his scalding breath blowing on her face.
    A hint of a blush suddenly appears on the girl’s fair skin, making her absolutely gorgeous countenance seem even more splendid and beguiling.
    Di Ming Jue’s eyes immediately becomes darker.
    His gaze lingers on those delectable lips that look so full and captivating because she had just been sleeping.
    The slightly upturned cherry lips seem like a flower that’s waiting to be plucked.
    The faintly discernible pearly white teeth seem to be waiting for him to lick and invade them, and declare his possession.
    “Di Ming Jue, you…”
    Then, before the woman in his arms could finish what she’s saying, he does it.
    For so many days, he has been thinking about it, longing for it, but he can’t vent out his desire.
    Scorching lips seizes the girl’s soft ones.
    The overbearing atmosphere of invasion goes to swallow up her breath.
    The hand that was pinning Muyan is now pushing her into his embrace.
    He arrests the waist that can’t even fill up his grasp, and firmly presses her into his bosom, not giving her even a little bit of escape.

EMHS – ch296

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Chapter 296: Snatched Away

He knows perfectly well that he doesn’t have the qualifications to have wishful thoughts about this person before him.

However, reason can’t keep his heart under control.

And his self-control is constantly repressing his turbulent emotions.

Not knowing when it begun, Chang Yu’s gaze couldn’t help but fall on the young lady.

Passion, yearning, love, but also forbearing.

When Miss’ eyes were looking at Guan Hu and the other’s bare bodies-

How he wished that those rippling eyes would gaze at him.

That’s why he did it.

He hardly knew any shame as he took his clothes off, and became Lou Beiyu’s model.

His only wish is for that person’s eyes to look at him more, even just a moment more.

When those watery peach-blossom eyes lazily turn towards him, falling upon his bare skin-

Chang Yu almost completely uses up his entire strength just to keep his body from trembling, to suppress the blush on his skin.

The flesh that has been touched by that person’s sight seems to burn in flames.

A sweet burning pain.

This is his happiest moment.

But this is also the only happy moment.

He mustn’t let the Miss find out about his dirty feelings.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t even have the chance to stay by her side.



There’s a loud noise from the roof, and it’s broken pieces come falling down.

It’s followed by a squall of endless fury that directly turns over the ground near the collapsing roof, where Chang Yu and the others are posing.

The furniture in the room crackles and rattles under the onslaught, until they reach a solid and stable state.

Chang Yu, in particular, has been hit directly by that gust, and he is knocked to a corner.

He coughs up a mouthful of blood and loses consciousness.


Xiao Bao comes to his senses in this unexpected turn of events, and he tries to grab Muyan’s hand.

Before he can move however, Muyan has already disappeared from her initial position.

She is firmly imprisoned in an embrace.

There’s a red-hot, almost explosive breath that accompanies a man’s husky and angry voice – it resounds with a rage that wants to tear people into shreds.

“Jun Muyan, you are mine!!!”

The dust billows, preventing the others from taking a clear look at the one who has arrived. They could only make out a vague silhouette.

However, Xiao Bao is the first to react as it’s happening, “Lecher! Let go of my niangqin!!”

Saying that, his tiny form bolts like a cannonball, going over to take Muyan back.

However, the expected impact from a fist hitting flesh doesn’t occur.

The dust settles. Those figures that had just been there, of that man and his mother – they’ve disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Bao rigidly stands in his original spot. His face is like frost, and his eyes are shooting flames.

“Lit… Little Master, what happened?” asks a still-conscious guard from the Ink Camp, with some fear and trepidation, “Is it someone from the Xuan Medical Pavilion? Did they take the Miss away?”

Xiao Bao grinds his teeth and slowly shakes his head.

He takes a deep breath, and only then does he spits out a few words, “Niangqin is alright!”

That lecher is the one who captured his mother, so she is naturally alright!

But! But!

That scoundrel actually snatched his mother away from him!

Bad egg! Rogue! Hoodlum!

Don’t think that niangqin is yours, don’t think that I can’t find you!

I will definitely take niangqin back!!


Muyan wakes up to the rumbling of her stomach.

The tip of her nose is covered with the scent of food.

She rubs her belly, then she sits up to look around.

She finds herself in an elegantly furnished woman’s bedroom.

Even though it’s a bedroom, there’s a table not far away from her, with delicious foods laid out on top of it.

Moreover, those dishes are still steaming hot.

One look and her appetite is stimulated.

Muyan quickly jumps down from the bed, and uses the water basin at the side to wash her hands and clean her face.

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EMHS – ch295

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Chapter 295:
    “Good, good! Really so sensational! Master, they’re truly worthy of being your people, they’re more majestic compared to the guards in the palace. Hurry and arrange yourselves into good poses, I’m going to paint!”
    He lifts up his brush as he talks.
    After a few strokes however, he slightly frowns once again, “I have this feeling that something isn’t quite right, they seem to lack a core point, one with a more explosive strength. Isn’t that right, Master?”
    Muyan nods in agreement.
    There’s nothing good to be said about her apprentice’s martial training, but his talent in painting is excellent.
    Seeing Muyan’s approval, Lou Beiyu’s eyes immediately shines brightly as his gaze shifts to the rest of the Ink Camp members.
    Those people from the Ink Camp who have been gloating all this while, suddenly become dumbstruck. Their complexions changing in color as they make contact with Lou Beiyu’s line of sight.
    They wish they could run.
    Under Muyan’s smiling gaze however, each and every one of these men have their legs shaking, and they don’t dare to budge.
    “Wuu, wuu… Miss, spare us! We didn’t do anything wrong!”
    “Yes, yes! We really didn’t do anything wrong ah! There’s no need to receive punishment, is there?”
    Lou Beiyu has an emotional face as he says: “You guys would be devoting yourselves to art, how can you say that it’s a punishment? Isn’t that right, Master?”
    Muyan’s mouth curls up, her smile is like a flower, her face is resplendent like the blazing sun, and luminous like the moon.
    “Miss.” a deep and low voice suddenly speaks from behind her.
    Chang Yu slowly walks up before Muyan, and kneels down on one knee. With a slight bow, “This subordinate is willing to enter the painting.”
    In an instant, the whole audience goes quiet.
    The Ink Camp’s people blink, and then they pick their ears… but they still can’t believe it.
    Could it be that their Ink Camp’s most outstanding elite, Chang Yu, is stupid?
    However, Chang Yu doesn’t care about anyone’s reaction.
    He simply gets up, directly and efficiently taking off the clothes on his body.
    It reveals a capable, tall, slender, and clean body.
    Chang Yu’s face is covered with knife wounds, rough and unattractive; it’s strange that his figure is exceptionally good.
    The skin is fine, smooth and tight – the expanse filled with honey-colored appeal.
    Even the normally calm Muyan is also somewhat dumbfounded.
    What’s with this turn of events?!
    “Good, good, good! Incredibly good! This is the fulcrum that I want, a unique and unmatched core!”
    Nevertheless, Lou Beiyu is so moved that he jumps up from his seat.
    He sets out in a flitter to take a piece of black cloth, tying it on the other’s waist.
    Chang Yu is pushed to the center of the eight individuals, and he assumes an ambiguous drunk-like pose.
    A stance like this, along with his thin-waisted and long-legged build, it’s actually indescribably fascinating – it could make people’s blood boil.
    Guan Hu and the others, who were originally lacking in cohesion like loose sand, also seem to melt into a whole under his impetus.
    Looking quietly, each detail is the interpretation of the true essence of power and beauty.
    Muyan withdraws her astonished expression from just a moment ago, and her admiring gaze sweeps through this scene, ultimately falling on Chang Yu.
    This is really a scene of beauty that could stir people’s souls.
    Since she could be Lou Beiyu’s Master, her attainments in the field of painting is naturally extremely high.
    That’s why she understands better than anyone, how this seemingly shameful scene can jolt and move a painter.
    Moreover, under such a shock, there’s a faint hint of insight in her heart.
    Her cultivation that has been stagnating for a long time seems to loosen.
    Muyan has a focused expression as she looks at this scene, looking at Chang Yu who’s acting as a fulcrum.
    However, she doesn’t notice how Chang Yu’s drooping lashes faintly quiver.
    He lifts up his eyes every now and then, the gaze looking at her filled with a kind of passion and sentiment.

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Chapter 294: Wearing too much

The unsettling premonition in their hearts is like a runaway wild horse galloping over.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Lou Beiyu claps his hands and excitedly says: “Didn’t you guys just say that you want me to punish you?”

“There’s no need for a punishment, all of you should just model for me for one day.”

“Just like my guards, take off your clothes and assume various kinds of poses, I swear it’s very easy. I draw very fast…”

Guan Hu feels the overflowing cold sweat oozing out from his head.

He takes a step back, and then another, “Hehe… there’s… there’s no need, it would be better for us to accept the Miss’ and the Little Master’s punishment…”

After saying that, the group looks at Lou Beiyu like they’re looking at a ghost.

They brace themselves to run.

Who knows that it would be at this time that Muyan’s silvery sweet-sounding voice is heard from behind them, “I actually think that this punishment is pretty good.”


Guan Hu’s form goes frozen all of a sudden, the fine cold sweat turns into a waterfall.

Like struggling on the deathbed, “Little Master, we’re willing to receive hellish drills.”

“Right, right! We’re willing to receive hellish practice!”

Xiao Bao looks at them expressionlessly, then he coldly says: “Niangqin says it’s good, then it’s good!”

“Owowow… don’t, aaah–!!!”

“Save me–!!”


While they’re wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves, the several people from the Ink Camp who had beaten up Lou Beiyu and his guards – they’re all stripped off of their clothes.

Only leaving a few suggestive ornaments to cover up the important places on their bodies.

Some have pink scarves.

Some have red maple leaves.

There are even some that have shells with inlaid pearls, specially covering up the three crucial points.

Yan Haotian forcefully suppresses Guan Hu and the others who want to resist.

As soon as he turns around, he sees Feng Haitang standing beside Muyan, and she’s staring attentively at this scene.

Those eyes that have always been indifferent well up with a smiling expression, brimming with interest.

Like a child, curious and innocent.

Yan Haotian hasn’t seen this lively Feng Haitang for a long time.

Since they met again, Yan Haotian has been refusing to accompany Feng Haitang, making her reticent, almost completely losing the smile on her face.

Looking at this scene, Yan Haotian is supposed to be gratified and happy.

However, seeing that Feng Haitang’s eyes are practically stuck to those men’s naked bodies-

Yan Haotian’s heart can’t help but burst into flames. He almost doesn’t think about it, as he steps forward and cover Feng Haitang’s eyes, pulling the other to go out.

Feng Haitang is startled at first, and she wants to resist.

But after she discovers that the person pulling her is Yan Haotian, the corners of her mouth immediately curve up into a gentle smile.

Like that, she obediently follows him to leave.

The pair’s departure doesn’t have any effect on the painting’s progress inside.

Each one in Guan Hu’s group seem like they’re mourning a deceased mother, wishing they could knock their heads and die.

If they knew that beating up that weak chicken would ultimately result in this plight, they would absolutely never touch a hair on that chicken.

Seeing Yan Haotian leave, Guan Hu’s eyeballs spin round and round, secretly wanting to slip away.

Before he could take a step however, he hears Muyan’s smiling voice, “I say, Guan Hu, you seem to be wearing too much clothes on your body. Why don’t you pull down that outer layer of black muslin!”

“Don’t!” at once, Guan Hu is only short of kneeling to this great aunt, “Laozi won’t run! I won’t run, don’t do it!”

The other members of the Ink Camp, those that aren’t receiving punishment – there’s no way that they would worry about the other’s anguished wailing.

Each one of them is snickering and laughing, going over to tear that cloth on him, letting his majestic body be completely displayed in front of others.

Lou Beiyu’s excited eyes are shining.

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EMHS – ch293

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Chapter 293: In the end, what ARE you studying?
    Although Lou Beiyu and his guards have been beaten miserably, in the end, it’s still just wounds.
    They’re easily cured under Muyan’s hands.
    Lou Beiyu frowns as he drinks a bowl of medicine.
    Just as he puts his medicine bowl down, he sees the robust men of the Ink Camp standing in a row in front of his bed.
    Each one of them are fierce and frightening, looking at him like they’re itching to skin him alive and chop up his corpse.
    “You… what are you guys up to?!” Lou Beiyu’s voice unintentionally trembles a bit.
    He’s really scared from the recent beating.
    Bewildered, he listens to the man who was the first one to throw a punch at him just a while ago, the other’s voice coarse and gruff: “Speak, how do you want to punish us?”
    “‘Ah’ what ‘ah’? If you don’t punish us, Little Master will surely peel off a layer of our skin later.”
    Seeing Lou Beiyu put on a clueless face, Guan Hu gets even angrier that he steps forward.
    All throughout, Guan Hu sizes him up from left to right, and the more he looks, the more dissatisfied his expression becomes.
    If he looks at this appearance of a weak chicken, and thinks that this man is the Miss’ apprentice, he might as well be seeing a ghost*.
  • unbelievable
    You can’t blame them for beating him up!
    “You’re really Miss’ disciple?” the disdain in his tone is almost overflowing.
    As soon as Lou Beiyu hears this, his hair immediately stands on end, “Of course I’m Master’s apprentice!!”
    This group can question his identity as a prince, but they can’t question his relationship with his Master and Little Senior.
    Guan Hu curls his lips and says: “With your appearance of a weak chicken, what part of you looks like the Miss’ apprentice? And which part looks like the Little Master’s junior?”
    Who would’ve thought that after he gets scolded by other people as a ‘weak chicken’, Lou Beiyu doesn’t show the slightest bit of shame or annoyance.
    He looks righteous and self-confident instead, “What I’m learning under Master isn’t martial arts anyway, what does me being weak have anything to do with being her apprentice?”
    “Not martial arts? Then what it is? Medicine?”
    Lou Beiyu has a profound and mysterious expression as he shakes his head.
    “Not medicine? Is it refining draughts?”
    He goes on with shaking his head.
    At this time, the Ink Camp’s men have really become curious.
    “In the end, what are you studying under Miss?”
    Lou Beiyu shows a mysterious smile, then he has people fetch over a parcel from the side. He takes out a decorated Hanging Scroll from within it.
    As the scroll slowly unfurls, the crowd of rough men from the Ink Camp finally gets a look at the vivid and lifelike painting on it, then everyone is petrified.
    “Th-thi-this… what is this?!” Guan Hu’s rough voice quacks madly like a duck, letting out a yell that’s as shrill as a court eunuch’s.
    All of the other members of the Ink Camp are also dumbstruck, looking sluggish.
    Really, the scene on this display is too hard to accept.
    The painting is of a man who is seven-foot tall like them, but wearing light muslin clothes, and adopting a drunken and alluring pose.
    The scene is still very beautiful. That seven-foot man has a hazy face, but his stance is a perfect combination of grace and strength.
    That picture is so vivid and lifelike, as if it will jump out of the paper.
    Goddamn realistic!!
   Guan Hu has a lifeless look in his eyes as he turns to Lou Beiyu, “You… what you’re studying under Miss…”
    “It’s this!” Lou Beiyu’s face is in awe as he exclaims in admiration, “Master’s painting skills are much better than mine. She originally gave me a few paintings of guards drawn as beauties, and every roll seems to have a soul. At this time, even though I’ve already been working hard to practice, I have yet to reach a tenth of Master’s skill.”
    His voice suddenly halts.
    He looks up and down, sizing up Guan Hu and the others, the light in his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
    And Guan Hu’s group has each of their scalps go numb, and they can’t wait to break into a run and escape.

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Chapter 292: Master, Senior Brother, Save me!
    Each of their eyes glow green, exceedingly excited.
    “Come, this group of Xuan Medical Pavilion brats, you finally have the guts to drop by and cause trouble! Laozi has been waiting, they have been waiting, we’re all going to get moldy soon!”
    “That’s right, getting drilled day by day without fights, it’s just living death!”
    “Brothers, the fat sheep have come to deliver themselves, go and beat them up for me. Just don’t kill them so we don’t get bored!”
    Lou Beiyu has just pushed his guards aside, and he opens his mouth to talk: “Who are you people? Dare to be in my way, hurry and step aside, I want to look for my Mas…”
    He still hasn’t finished saying “Master” when a huge fist is already coming over to punch his face.
    “Ooww–!” a scream!
    It’s immediately followed by the sound of fighting.
    It only takes the time of a few dozens of breaths, and Lou Beiyu and the guards he brought are already lying on the ground.
    Each of them has a bloody nose and a swollen face, exhaling better than they could inhale, completely unable to crawl up.
    Guan Hu sits right on top of Lou Beiyu, laughing grimly: “Say, who sent you? What do you want to do by running to our Junji Medical Center?”
    Lou Beiyu ferociously glares at Guan Hu, gnashing his teeth, “You… you group of scoundrels! You dare to do this to me, my Master and Senior Brother won’t let you off!”
    “Owwie, I’m so scared!” Guan Hu picks his ears, “Why don’t you tell me what are the names of your Master and Senior Brother, take a look if we Laozis would be scared or not!”
    “Hahaha!” the surrounding people of the Ink Camp bursts into a roaring laughter.
    Just as they’re laughing, they suddenly hear a sudden disturbance from the crowd.
    Someone shouts, “It’s the Enchantress, the Enchantress and the Little Gongzi have come back!”
    Soon after, they see a young woman in black clothes, her complexion like snow, and she’s leading along an adorable, snowy jade child. They’re slowly coming over.
    The instant he sees the two-
    Lou Beiyu’s eyes suddenly turn red, and he tears a loud shout from his throat: “Master, Little Senior, save me!”
    Everyone seems to hear the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.
    Guan Hu’s body goes stiff, he turns his head and woodenly looks at Lou Beiyu, “You… who are you calling Master?”
    At this time, Xiao Bao has already broken from Muyan’s hand, gradually walking over before him.
    His eyes look from Lou Beiyu’s crying face, and slowly shifts to fall on Guan Hu, who’s already frozen from head to foot and couldn’t budge.
    “Little… Little Master, you…”
    Xiao Bao slightly narrows his eyes, and uses that distinctive ice-cold childish voice to say: “What do you want to do to my stupid junior?”
    Lou Beiyu still wanted to contain the tears within his eyes at first, but hearing the other say that, the tears rush out all of a sudden.
    “Little Senior, you must get justice for me ah!”
    Xiao Bao turns his head away in disgust, then he spits out the word “stupid”.
    However, the little hand still stretches out to grab Guan Hu’s collar, and he directly throws the man out.
    During all of that, Muyan is all smiles as she stands watching by the side, and there’s a peculiar light dancing in her eyes.
    Xiao Bao may seem cold.
    But to those that he regards as his own people, he will cover up for them.
    For example, this three-day apprentice of hers, the stupid prince that didn’t even learn half a stroke from her.
    Only because Lou Beiyu calls him “Little Senior”, and trusts him wholeheartedly.
    “Mi… Miss!” the Ink Camp’s men tremble with fear as they stand in a row and bow before Muyan, shrinking their heads, looking pitiful and listless, “We really didn’t know that he’s actually your apprentice.”
    Mainly because the Miss and the Little Master are obviously so valiant.
    But this apprentice is too weak!

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Chapter 291: It’s my Master!
    Lou Beiyu is just extremely satisfied with his own masterpiece.
    He thinks to himself that Master is so clever for making him draw a burly man, and not a beautiful woman.
    Sure enough, his painting skills has improved by leaps and bounds.
    When he sees Master, he must let her have a proper look, and make her praise him!
    And the youth looking at the painting can’t help but twitch his mouth, wanting to say something but couldn’t.
    It’s at this time that a small eunuch hurriedly rushes in and sees the pair. He bows his head and pays his respects: “Eldest Prince, Third Prince, this humble one has something to report.”
    “What is it?”
    “There… there’s news from Tianyuan City.” the small eunuch raises his head, looking excited and emotional, “A famous and outstanding doctor has reportedly appeared there, with the ability of curing intestinal blockage that has already reached the final stages, even capable of treating the dead. Some people even say that her medical skills are more amazing than the Godly Doctor Qian!”
    “Which doctor? More amazing than Dr. Qian, you say?” Lou Beiyu’s eyes brighten, “What’s the name, the backing? Since it’s within my Chi Yan Country’s territory, ask the individual to come to the Palace and treat my eldest brother.”
    “This…” the eunuch shows a hint of hesitation, “I’ve heard that the Godly Doctor has a very eccentric temperament, only seeing a few patients a day, can’t be bought on anyone’s account. I’m afraid that it won’t be so easy to invite…”
    Lou Beiyu wrinkles his brows all of a sudden, “What’s up with that? Even daring to not answer the summons from our Imperial Palace? Talk, what is his origins? Is it another individual from Xuan Medical Pavilion? Related to Qian Qing?”
    The little eunuch shakes his head, “The informer in Tianyuan City said that this doctor, she’s called — the Enchantress of Medicine. The idea being, an otherworldly enchantress with life-saving hands. This phrase doesn’t just pertain to that doctor’s miraculous medical skill, more than that, it’s because she is a young woman with an extremely beautiful, country-destroying appearance.”
    “Young woman?!” Lou Beiyu’s eyes suddenly widens.
    It’s as if he thought of something, as there seems to be some sort of fire burning in his eyes.
    “What’s her name?”
    “The Enchantress-daren is called… Jun… Jun Muyan.”
    Lou Beiyu trips on his feet, stumbling to the ground and cutting a sorry figure.
    “Third Brother!” the young man on the bed cries out in alarm, wanting to reach out and help the other up.
    But he sees Lou Beiyu rapidly get up to stand, the face that he fell on is still a quite red, with an irrepressible smile that’s bursting with excitement, “Brother, it’s Master! The Enchantress Jun Muyan is the Master I’ve been telling you about!”
   “I say, Master can definitely cure you! Just you wait, I will go to Tianyuan City at once, go to Master and ask her to come over and see you for treatment! Trust me, Master is all-powerful, she’ll definitely be able to cure your illness!”
    Tianyuan City, Junji Medical Center.
    “Step aside, step aside! Don’t block the path, let our Royal-… let our young master pass!”
    The thronging crowd of people outside the medical center are suddenly pushed out of the way by a few robust men, which are dressed similarly to each other.
    Each one of these men is at least at the Profound Stage of cultivation, they have a fierce expression in their eyes, and their momentum is compelling. One look can tell you that they’re not to be trifled with.
    One after another, the people in the crowd move to the side, but they have worried looks on their faces.
    “How come some people have dropped in to cause trouble again? Don’t tell me it’s the Xuan Medical Pavilion’s people wanting to start with the Enchantress again?”
    “This is really going too far, the Junji Medical Center has clearly done nothing wrong, but people come to make trouble over and over.”
    This commotion has also alerted the Ink Camp guarding the medical center.
    They’ve already been called out, prepared that they might receive the counterattack from Xuan Medical Pavilion.
    Hearing the commotion now, they rush out to see a group of fierce-looking big men.

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Chapter 290: Not Meet
    Isn’t this just… torture that’s worse than death?
    Her enemy has mysteriously been dealt with already?
    Although she very much wanted this dog leg* of Qian Qing to die without a burial site-
  • one who follows a villain
    But… in the end, who is it that’s a step ahead of her?
    Muyan slightly knits her brows, taking two slow steps into the room.
    Suddenly, a strange scent hits the tip of her nose, making her breath falter a bit.
    However, she very quickly comes back to normal, and leaves with a puzzled face.
    After Muyan has left, two figures emerge.
    Han Ye can’t help but quietly ask: “Jun Shang, don’t you intend to meet with Miss Muyan?”
    He sees the man beside him turn his head away, his expression just as cold and unapproachable as ever.
    However, those blue eyes contain a trace of fuming resentment.
    “I won’t meet with her!”
    Han Ye can only roll his eyes in secret.
    Say you won’t meet her, but aren’t you actually deeply worried that you’re unable to stand still! You’ve even engaged in such a thing like stalking.
    Say you won’t meet her, but you don’t want to see Miss Muyan getting close to other men, immediately getting madly jealous!
    Say you won’t meet her, but you don’t want to see Miss Muyan get hurt, hurriedly storming over to take revenge for the other!
    Chi Yan, Royal Palace.
    “Cough, cough, cough….” the sound of violent coughs, along with the pungent scent of medication, fills this room.
    As soon as Lou Beiyu hears that coughing sound, he promptly abandons his painting brush to rush over, helping to prop up the man on the bed. With deep concern on his face: “Big brother, how do you feel? Are you okay?”
    The young man on the bed shakes his head and shows a weak smile. He looks up towards Lou Beiyu.
    The young man has a handsome face, but an extremely pale complexion.
    Those pair of beautiful eyes even seem to be covered with a layer of cloudiness, making him look like he can’t see clearly, like he’s blind.
    Particularly whenever he coughs, this layer of cloudiness becomes even thicker.
    Lou Beiyu looks at the young man’s deathly pale face, the sweat on his forehead, and the worsening whiteness in his eyes. Lou Beiyu’s gaze becomes worried, “Brother, isn’t your illness getting worse and worse? Listen to me, why don’t you come with me and see my Master? Maybe Master can cure you?”
    “Cough cough” the youth briefly coughs twice, then he shakes his head with a forced smile, “You also said that your Master is an apothecary, not a doctor. My illness can’t be cured by medication. Even the Godly Doctor Qian Qing can’t do anything about it, how can someone else cure me? There’s no need to run around and be trouble with this, is there?”
    Lou Beiyu wants to argue that his master is all-powerful.
    But thinking about it, he also hasn’t seen Master work except for sewing chicken legs… ah ptui, the art of healing that is sewing his own legs – he has no knowledge of her other medical skills.
    If he makes his big brother go through all the trouble, but still get deemed incurable, then his brother will definitely feel deeply hurt.
    Moreover, there’s the problem that he doesn’t know where his Master is right now!
    “Don’t say that. Brother, look at this painting that I had just drawn, how about it? Quite great improvements, right?”
    Since it’s a dilemma, Lou Beiyu just opens up another topic, “Look, look. This is Emperor Father’s Imperial bodyguard. His body is the most satisfactory among all my work.”
    On the paper that Lou Beiyu has spread out, there’s a detailed drawing of man that’s almost completely naked, only having leaves and vines to cover those important bits.
    That man’s tall and sturdy stature is riddled with muscles.
    But made to assume a gentle and beautiful posture by Lou Beiyu, it’s really, truly strange.
    Putting this kind of strange pose into a painting shows an unusual aesthetic of strength and beauty.

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Chapter 289: Not worthy of death
    “However, that man is definitely not so simple… after all, that bastard has the physique of an immortal spirit, haha… if the living body of the immortal spirit is refined into an elixir, it can make my Master ascend in a flash. Say, if this news is spread out, who in the Yanwu Continent wouldn’t want to have this pair of mother and child… in the future, would they still have a place to call home?”
    When he said those words, Enforcer Li could finally feel the man’s mood fluctuate.
    This is the time!
    An ominous glint flashes in his eyes, and he jerks a hand.
    Thick black smoke suddenly puffs out.
    The thick smoke rises up in spirals and touches the door frame, as well as the floor and furniture next to it.
    The room unexpectedly makes an awful creaking sound.
    Simply making contact with this smoke makes the furniture in the room begin to melt.
    This infers that the smoke’s toxicity is very strong.
    Enforcer Li feels the constriction on his neck move and loosen, and he immediately takes a step back.
    Bursting out in loud laughter: “How is it, the Bone Rotting Powder that Master refined with his own hands, it tastes very good, right! Hahahaha… this is extremely poisonous, it can even corrode the body of a Precelestial expert… agh–!!!”
    The arrogant laughter quickly turns into a shrill, panicked screech.
    Enforcer Li’s entire body uncontrollably flies back, and heavily hits the wall.
    After hitting the wall however, he doesn’t fall down, but firmly sticks there instead.
    That’s because there are countless, long steels nails on his limbs, the shoulders and upper body.
    Blood oozes down the steel nails, quickly drenching his clothes.
    The severe pain is making Enforcer Li wish that he could pass out soon.
    Then, he sees two figures appear within the thick smoke, slowly walking out of it.
    That smoke is undoubtedly highly toxic and corrosive, but the pair doesn’t have the smallest bit of reaction when it touches them.
   With each step, the thick smoke even yields to the sides by itself, like a fearful surrender.
   Enforcer Li could finally take a clear look at the appearance of the man in the front.
    A beautiful face that could drive any woman crazy.
    Every inch of that tall figure has perfect curvatures, and power that could make men cough out blood.
    However, the most astonishing aspect about him still isn’t his appearance, but his temperament.
    Grace, nobility, the disdainful sidelong glance, a monarch that overlooks all lands under the heavens!
    When did such a man appear in Yanwu Continent?
    Why has he never encountered him before?
    “You… who are you? Why do you want… want to kill me? You know who I am… kill me… and my Master won’t let you off…”
    A streak of cold light, and Enforcer Li only feels a sharp pain in his tongue, then he could no longer speak.
    Soon after, he sees that man lift up his eyes, sending him a glance.
    One glimpse, but it’s chilling to the extreme, like the other is watching a disgusting insect.
    “You’ve hurt her, so you… are not worthy of death!”
    Taking advantage of the cover of night, Muyan quickly arrives at Enforcer Li’s residence.
    As soon as she reaches the door however, she could feel that something is wrong.
    A thick, fishy smell assaults her senses.
    It’s even accompanied by a man’s low and broken moans, the sound is filled with suffering and despair. Struggle as he might, he can’t break free.
    Pushing the door open,
    Despite Muyan’s usual calm, she can’t quite come back to her wits as she sees the scene before her eyes.
    What kind of ghost is that ball of meat that’s pinned to the wall?
    Sensing it’s breath, it seems to be Enforcer Li.
    However, how could he turn into this ghost-like appearance?
    From a distance, it’s only a lump that’s dripping with blood. The eyes, nose, and mouth are all gone, but he can still produce pained moans.

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Chapter 288: Who are you calling a bastard
    With one hand pressed over his abdomen, he leans his head down so he can see the bloodstains on his shirt from what he coughed up himself.
    Since Her Highness has cultivated him to be a Poison Man, and after he had advanced into the Precelestial realm-
    When has he ever suffered such an insult?
    Jun Muyan, a mere woman, how can she have such great ability…
    Enforcer Li suddenly widens his eyes, shock and astonishment appearing in those pupils.
    He… he remembers.
    It’s that girl, that Jun Muyan.
    The one who accidentally came across his Master and sought for medical treatment, the woman who was ultimately diagnosed to be pregnant.
    But-but how is this possible?!
    The girl who got pregnant out of wedlock, shouldn’t she be dead already?
    That unborn child in her belly, shouldn’t it be already dug out by Princess Qianxue?
    At that time, Princess Qianxue gave Master great benefits for that unborn child.
    Also because of those benefits, Master was able to successfully cultivate a few of them, invincible Poison Men.
    But why is this person still alive and even so powerful?
    The more Enforcer Li thinks about it, the more apprehensive he becomes. Then, his mind unconsciously flits to that exquisite and handsome little face.
     A child that’s only four or five years old, and he can easily deal with a Profound Stage Practitioner.
    He sucks in a mouthful of cold air, his body trembles from extreme excitement, “Don’t tell me, don’t tell me that child is that immortal fetus back then? Right right, the timeline is correct… such talent and bone root, it also adds up. Hahaha… the child with the immortal spirit, as well as it’s mother’s body, if I were to inform Her Highness, she would surely reward me heavily!”
    “Jun Muyan, just wait until you die without a burial place! Your flesh and blood will become our best tonic, and even your son will become an elixir for Master to ascend. Hahaha…”
    Thinking of this, Enforcer Li couldn’t endure it any longer.
    He can’t even deal with his body’s injuries, as he tidies up what he could. He will hurry through the night to reach Jing Cheng Country, and tell this astounding secret to Qian Qing.
    However, Enforcer Li still hasn’t reached the exit-
    The room’s door is unexpectedly, slowly pushed open from the outside.
    Because of the poor lighting out there, Enforcer Li couldn’t clearly see the figure of anyone there.
    He only has an intangible feeling that the air in the surroundings is saturated with a kind of powerful pressure that almost suffocates him.
    “You… who are you?!”
    He could only see that there are two people standing outside, and they are a pair of tall and powerful men.
    Especially the man in front.
    Even if he couldn’t see the other’s face clearly, Enforcer Li could still feel the pressure coming out from him, one that could make all under the heavens surrender.
    “Just now, who did you say will not have a good death?”
    The man’s voice is low, inexplicably seductive and majestic.
    As it enters Enforcer Li’s ear, he doesn’t know why, but his body uncontrollably trembles from the oppression.
    He… he is a mid-level Precelestial ah!
    How can someone in this world still make him tremble?
    “You… are you people from Jun Muyan’s side?”
    Enforcer Li grits his teeth, snarling to show strength in his fear, “What? Are you afraid that I’ve come to know her and her bastard’s identity, so you want to kill and silence me? I’m warning you… you two better not push me too far, or else…”
    Before he could finish his words, a hand clasps around his neck.
    That hand is dry and ice-cold.
    When it arrests his neck, it’s as if a thousand-year-old ice is blocking his windpipe.
    Enforcer Li opens his eyes wide in terror, both his legs are kicking and flailing.
    The man’s chilling voice rings in his ears, “Who are you calling a bastard?”
    “Jun… Jun Muyan… she had illicit relations without the blessing of a matchmaker, giving birth to a child without marriage, if that… isn’t a bastard then what is? To this day, no one knows who that man is!”

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Chapter 287: Xiao Bao healing Niangqin
    Muyan takes Xiao Bao back to their room.
    Just as they enter the door, Xiao Bao suddenly plunges into her hug, tightly holding on to her thigh.
    His little head looks up, big blue eyes are wide open, the rims around them are red.
    He doesn’t say a word, but his pink lips are trembling, aggrieved and scared like he’d been tricked.
    Muyan’s heart immediately softens, and she quickly crouches down and takes him into her arms. With an unbelievably soft voice, “Baby, don’t be scared, niangqin only received a very small and minor injury. Just an easy treatment and it’ll be all better. If you don’t believe it, how about you use your Internal Force to check? Nianqin is really not suffering, not even a little bit. I won’t fall ill either.”
    Small hands grasp Muyan’s wrist, the hollow of his palm is cold and damp-
    Ample indication that he was scared and anxious just a moment ago.
    Internal Force rush in to find that Muyan’s injury is really very light. The tensed nerves on his little form immediately relax.
    However, Xiao Bao still clutches on to Muyan’s lapels, burying his faintly trembling form into her embrace.
    His muffled voice is accompanied by complaints and grievances: “Xiao Bao doesn’t want niangqin to be hurt, not even a little.”
    “Okay, niangqin will protect herself in the future.”
    “Xiao Bao will heal niangqin.”
    Muyan quirks her lips up and places Xiao Bao on the edge of the table.
    She lifts up a finger and the Tian Mo Qin appears on the seat.
    Xiao Bao puts his little hands on it. His movements are somewhat clumsy, but his expression is exceptionally serious.
    Along with the sound of music, her dry and parched Qi Sea is slowly revitalized with the sweetness of spring.
    The smile in Muyan’s eyes is brimming with tenderness.
    No matter how many people she has by her side, the first one to discover that there’s something wrong with her body is always Xiao Bao.
    But there’s something that surprised her.
    Even Old Tao didn’t notice it, but Chang Yu did.
    It seems like Chang Yu’s talent is higher than her estimate.
    Then there’s still the one that Deng Hongfeng calls Enforcer Li.
    Muyan slightly narrows her eyes, a cold light flickering within them.
    That person’s Internal Force is filled with a sinister gas that can corrode people’s flesh and blood.
    If she remembers it correctly, that should be the fruit of several decades’ labor from Qian Qing – people who cultivate in poison.
     Hehe, she really didn’t expect that this present would drop by her door so soon.
    The sound of the zither comes to a stop, and Muyan slowly lets out a breath.
    Xiao Bao lifts up his little face to look at Muyan in concern.
    Muyan takes a bottle of draught and drinks it. She then reveals a smile, “Thank you, Xiao Bao, niangqin has already completely recovered.”
    Xiao Bao’s eyes are sparkling, and there’s a small and imperceptible joy in the depths of his eyes.
    Because of his treatment however, he has consumed too much Internal Force. As a result, Xiao Bao quickly gets sleepy.
    That tiny head droops down little by little, along with his dense dark lashes.
    Muyan hugs him dearly and settles him on top the bed. Soon after, she turns around and leaves the room.
    Her figure is like a phantom, silently disappearing into the night.
    “Enforcer Li, you, what happened to you? And Dr. Deng?”
    “Get out of the way–!!”
    The door slams shut, and he could no longer suppress the second mouthful of blood as it suddenly spurts out.
    There’s a fiery haze in his eyes, mouth muttering that name, “Jun Muyan! Jun Muyan!”
    All of a sudden, Enforcer Li’s expression freezes in place, then he slightly wrinkles his brows.
    Wait a second!
    Why does he feel like the name Jun Muyan sounds somewhat familiar?
    Moreover, he’s always felt that the girl’s incomparably enchanting face – he seems to have seen it somewhere before.
    As Enforcer Li is persistently thinking about it, he holds his chest and makes his way by the cupboard, taking out a bottle of draught and pouring it in his mouth.
    The draught works slowly, beginning to repair the damage on his meridians and internal organs.
    It brings pain wherever it passes, making him unable to suppress a groan.

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Chapter 286: Ball breaking
    “Enforcer Li, you must properly teach her a lesson today!!”
    Deng Hongfeng firmly believes that after hearing his words, Enforcer Li could only strike again, definitely. But this time, he’ll take Jun Muyan’s life.
    But he didn’t expect that when Enforcer Li heard his words, the other’s face becomes even more unsightly.
    Soon after, without saying anything, he turns around and leaves.
    Kill Jun Muyan?! Is he kidding?!
    At this time, it’s almost impossible for him to strike, let alone kill!
    There a bursting fiery pain in his chest, that if he doesn’t leave right away, he won’t be able to stop himself from coughing up blood.
    Resentment and rage fills up Enforcer Li’s eyes, and his figure quickly flickers out and disappears without a trace.
    As for Deng Hongfeng, that fool, if he dies then he dies – what’s the big deal?
    In any case, Master has quite a lot of apprentices!
    Deng Hongfeng becomes dumbfounded at this, “Enforcer Li, Enforcer Li!! How could you go…”
    He shouts while making his way to go out.
    Before he could take a step out of the door however, he stumbles on his footing and he falls to the floor, flat on his face.
    Then, Muyan’s chuckling voice enters his ears, “Deng Hongfeng, where do you think you are? You come when you want to come, and you can leave when you say you want to go?”
    Deng Hongfeng’s fall really wasn’t a light one, so it takes him quite a while to shake his head and look up.
    Only to discover that, without him noticing when, all the patients in Junji Medical Center have already been ushered to go out.
    The only ones that remain are the people from the Ink Camp, with Deng Hongfeng’s subordinates, and General Lu’s squad.
    Everyone on his side is tied up and hung upside down.
    The people of the Ink Camp are in the middle of grinning gleefully while taking their clothes off.
    Deng Hongfeng shudders. With a high-pitched voice, “Jun Muyan, what do you think you’re doing!! I am an elder of Xuan Medical Pavilion, I am the Godly Doctor’s apprentice, if you dare to do anything to me…”
    A foot steps on his head and presses him straight down.
    “Ptui–!!” spitting on his face, Ink Camp’s Guan Hu picks on his teeth and sloppily says, “Why are you so noisy, laozi’s ears are almost deaf from your noise. If you make more noise, believe it or not, laozi will stamp on your egg to break it!”
    “You’re but a lowly slave, and you dare to tell me… aaargh–!!”
    Deng Hongfeng still hasn’t finished his words when a foot really came down to stomp on that unmentionable part of his.
    There’s a cracking noise, and everyone seems to have heard the sound of an egg breaking.
    Everyone, from Old Tao who’s just standing around to watch, to Guan Hu who had just spoken – all of them tremble and get goosebumps.
    They seem to have felt their own crotches go cold.
    They then turn to look at the one who just moved his foot, Chang Yu, and they simultaneously shiver.
    Since Chang Yu is the first individual to experience a breakthrough in the Ink Camp, he’s also the first one to choose to vow loyalty and devotion to Xiao Bao.
    That’s why his image has always been relatively old and knowledgeable, but also somewhat gentle.
    They didn’t expect that he would actually have such a fierce side, that type would go as far as to stomp his foot down.
    Chang Yu withdraws his foot, yet he acts like someone who didn’t do anything. He says indifferently: “This scene is quite bloody. Would the Miss like to take the Little Master away from it?”
    Everyone turns to Muyan and Xiao Bao.
    Xiao Bao tightens his hold on Muyan’s finger.
    Muyan smiles faintly and says: “Alright. I’ll leave the rest up to you guys. I don’t need any information or agreement from him, as long as he doesn’t die too easily.”
    Deng Hongfeng, who has just been hovering between life and death from the pain of his broken eggs, suddenly snaps his eyes wide open, his eyes are brimming with horror and pleading.
    Unfortunately, no one cares about him there.
    Just as Muyan is about to turn around, she pauses her movement. She looks at Deng Hongfeng for a moment and says: “Go and call for my brother to come. I believe that he would also want to watch this man’s end.”
    Chang Yu stares. Then he immediately lowers his eyes and bows, “Yes, Miss!”