Apparently not believing what the imperial physician had said, the King of the Grasslands demanded, "Then why has the area where the rashes appeared on me turned out like this?"
"This... Each person's allergic reaction varies. Your Highness's case has already reached a severe level."
"Guards! Take this imperial physician away and find another doctor!" The King of the Grasslands dismissed the imperial physician. At this moment, the emperor's suspicion flared up. He suspected that someone was trying to harm him, perhaps even the emperor of the Qin Dynasty.
It had to be said that the King of the Grasslands was half - right. Someone was indeed trying to harm him, but it wasn't Yuan Yuchuan. It was Jing Xunce and Mu Fengqie. He was merely a guinea pig for Mu Fengqie's scheme.
The King of the Grasslands sat on the bed, attempting to use his inner energy to expel the drug from his body, but it was in vain. Instead of getting better, his body itched even more. To stop himself from scratching, he ordered his men to bring ropes and tied himself tightly to the bed.
As long as he could endure the effect of the drug, he would be fine. The King of the Grasslands had high hopes, but if it were just ordinary itching powder, he might have been able to endure it for a few hours. However, this was specially developed by Mu Fengqie. How could it be so easy to withstand?
When Mu Fengqie and Jing Xunce arrived, they saw the King of the Grasslands tightly tied to the bed, and a guard standing in the room watching over him.
"Go and check why the doctor hasn't come yet." They had already dismissed three doctors, and they were almost out of the capable doctors in the capital, but no one could cure their master's illness.
Mu Fengqie tugged at Jing Xunce's sleeve, indicating that they should talk elsewhere.
"Qier, what's wrong?" Jing Xunce carried Mu Fengqie and quietly landed from the roof, coming to a secluded corner.
"I have a way to get the King of the Grasslands' blood, but I need your help." Mu Fengqie whispered a few words in Jing Xunce's ear, and then Jing Xunce looked at her oddly.
"What's wrong?" Mu Fengqie felt uncomfortable under Jing Xunce's gaze.
"I suddenly don't want Tule Haojia to wake up. Let the King of the Grasslands stay like this." This way, he could get rid of his love rival and make the King of the Grasslands suffer. It was a win - win situation. Why should he save Tule Haojia?
Mu Fengqie was speechless at Jing Xunce's thought. She never expected him to think like this. "I'm telling you, don't even think about it. It's impossible. Hurry up and change your clothes."
Jing Xunce pouted and flew away to change his clothes. When he came back, he had transformed into an ordinary commoner, but Mu Fengqie still felt something was off. She circled around Jing Xunce twice and finally found out what was wrong.
"Can you make yourself look more haggard? I mean physically." Looking like this, he obviously seemed like a swindler with no credibility.
Jing Xunce looked at his attire and thought about what Mu Fengqie had just said. He moved his body, and to the naked eye, he transformed into a middle - aged man in his forties or fifties. Coupled with the mask Mu Fengqie gave him.
"Not bad, not bad." Mu Fengqie was satisfied and let Jing Xunce go.
Jing Xunce went to the post - station as Mu Fengqie had instructed.
"Stop! Who are you?" The guard at the door blocked Jing Xunce. The people inside had just ordered that no one but doctors was allowed in.
"I'm a doctor they invited from outside. Please take me in, sir." Jing Xunce deliberately changed his voice, and now it sounded exactly like that of a middle - aged man in his forties or fifties.
The guard looked at him for a while and led him in. "No need to announce. Just come in with me." This doctor would surely be dismissed soon, just like the previous ones.
"Sir, the doctor is here." The guard knocked on the door and only let Jing Xunce in after getting permission from inside.
"Skip the formalities. Come and examine our master directly. If you cure him, you'll get a hundred taels of gold. If not..." The implication was clear.
Jing Xunce shivered cooperatively and then walked over shakily, pretending to feel the King of the Grasslands' pulse. At this moment, the King of the Grasslands had been put into a deep sleep by the guard's acupuncture.
Just tying the King of the Grasslands up was useless as he would still rub against the bed, breaking the rashes on his back. The guard had no choice but to use the acupuncture to put him to sleep.
"Your Excellency, he has been poisoned." Jing Xunce stroked the beard on his chin and said with an air of mystery.
The guard had initially had little hope, but upon hearing Jing Xunce's words, he immediately perked up. "Is there a cure?" His attitude became much friendlier.
"This..." Jing Xunce hesitated, unsure whether to say it or not.
"This what? Sir, don't worry. Just tell me whatever difficulties you have." The guard looked at Jing Xunce anxiously.
"In that case, I'll just say it. The prescription for this gentleman is not easy to prepare." As he said this, a hint of meaning flashed in Jing Xunce's eyes, but the guard didn't notice.
"No matter how difficult it is, I'll get it. Just tell me, doctor." The guard was already prepared to go through fire and water to collect the medicinal herbs for the King of the Grasslands.
But he never expected that what the doctor meant by "not easy to prepare" was not what he thought about the medicinal herbs. Instead...
"Your Excellency, the prescription I've made requires... boy's urine." Actually, Mu Fengqie hadn't mentioned this in the medicinal ingredients, but adding it wouldn't do any harm. Instead, it could disgust the King of the Grasslands. Why not?
"Requires what?" The guard stared at Jing Xunce intently, thinking he was joking.
"Your Excellency, you heard me right. Boy's urine is a very good medicinal herb. Please get it quickly, Your Excellency." Jing Xunce wasn't the least bit intimidated by the guard's look and remained calm.
The guard eyed Jing Xunce suspiciously, then waved his hand. Soon, another person in the room went to find boy's urine. "What else do you need?"
"This gentleman has poison in his body, so I need to let some blood. Later, I'll force all the poisonous blood to his left hand. Once the blood is let out and he drinks the medicine, he'll be fine. He just needs to rest and recuperate." Jing Xunce repeated exactly what Mu Fengqie had taught him.
"Fine. I'll watch you. Start now. If anything happens to our master, you'll pay the price." The guard threatened menacingly, but Jing Xunce didn't take this threat seriously at all.
He fetched a few teacups from the table and poured out the water in the teapot. Then, according to the acupoints Mu Fengqie had told him, Jing Xunce inserted silver needles one by one into the King of the Grasslands' body.