Translator: Sissy That Walk
Cure? Elixir? That was not that hard to get.
Luo Qianqian could get anything from Xiao Bai as long as she had enough points.
It might be a stretch to say she could bring the dying back to life, but she was confident she could cure some disease and bring longevity.
She once considered resorting to some western medical methods, but she didnât want to draw any unnecessary attention on herself, so she decided to turn to Xiao Bai.
Luo Qianqian was not the only one who was determined to become Master Lingtianâs disciple in Prime Minister Mansion, both The First Lady and The Second Concubine were thinking the same way.
The First Lady originally didnât want her Yuyan to show her face in public, but recently she was in desperate need to impress her husband, and thinking about Master Lingtianâs reputation, The First Lady thought it was not a bad idea to ask Yuyan to try her luck.
The First Lady had high hopes on her daughter, she woke up bright and early the next morning to dress her daughter up.
âYuyan, my good daughter, you need to impress Master Lingtian and shine at the meeting, thatâs the only way to win favor from your father, do you understand?â
Luo Yuyan nodded hastily, âMom, please rest assured, Iâve asked a few people, they all say as long as Master Lingtian appreciates the candidateâs specialty, then everything is possible.â
âGreat, I trust you.â said The First Lady with a big smile on her face.
The Second Concubine was having the same wishful thinking, she was desperate for Prime Minister Luoâs forgiveness and attention after Xiao Cui confessed the cobras and venomous insects.
She refused to be defeated.
The Second Concubine created a pile of accessories on Luo Keerâs dressing table, she also heard about the unwritten rule about the appearance of Master Lingtianâs potential disciples.
She thought her Keer was the most beautiful in the world, her Keer would surely outshine everyone else if she dressed her up.
âKeer, Iâm counting on you, itâs all up to you now whether you father would trust us and favor us.â said The Second Concubine in an earnest manner.
âMom, I donât want to be Master Lingtianâs disciple, Iâm not interested in cultivating martial arts or anything⦠⦠but I will work hard to impress Master Lingtian to win fatherâs trust.â Luo Keer was actually more anxious than Luo Yuyan, she was the daughter of a concubine, her life and her future marriage would only be miserable without Prime Minister Luoâs favor.
She needed to fight for everything she would like to have since she was born.
âLuo Yuyan, I will take you down.â thought Luo Keer.
Luo Qianqianâs scheming worked, she indeed had fomented some serious dissension between The First Lady and The Second Concubine, the two ladies now were incompatible like water and fire. And she was having such a good time without neither of them bothering her.
âMy lady, time to wake up, arenât you going to Master Lingtianâs tavern with Princess Eleventh today?â
âMy lady, wake up⦠â¦â
âMy lady, you are going to be late⦠â¦â
Luo Qianqian was still sleeping like a baby despite Xiao Yue had been acting like a walking alarm in her ears, she would told Xiao Yue to âsnoozeâ, âThank you Xiao Yue, good girl, I will get up soon.â
âMy lady, you can sleep in on any other day, but not today!â
Luo Qianqian just had the capability to close her eyes and sleep.
Feng Qing paced outside Luo Qianqianâs room, âIs Her Highness still sleeping?â
Xiao Yue looked at Feng Qing with a sad face, then she strengthened her grip to shake her lady, âMy lady, thatâs it, you need to get up now, Iâm begging you, you can sleep in every day after today.â
Xiao Yue was desperate, âMy lady!â
A white carriage was marching to the capital city when Xiao Yue was trying to wake Luo Qianqian up.
A page was riding the carriage, the page was a young good looking boy.
âMaster, what qualities are you looking for from your potential disciple?â asked the page with great interest?
Master Lingtian didnât say anything specific, but everyone knew it was not that easy.
Master Lingtian was the most revered cultivator in the whole country, and the page had always seen Master Lingtian as an almighty person who mastered the knowledge of every field.
On top of that, Master Lingtian was now in his mid-forties, but he looked like he was twenty something, everyone would be in awe when they got the chance to meet Master Lingtian in person.
But as an old saying went, âthe great have great hardships to contend withâ. Unfortunately Master Lingtianâs lover was suffering a severe disease, and it was his loverâs idea to accept a disciple before she died.
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âWhatever makes her happy.â replied Master Lingtian softly, he was staring at his lover who was resting on a white cushion.
Master Lingtian held the girlâs hand, yes, âwhatever makes her happy, whatever makes her smile.â
âCough coughâ, the lady had a hard time catching her breath, she looked like she was in her twenties, actually she was over forty years old as well.
The two had a mysterious encounter years ago, and they hadnât aged since that.
Seeing the lady coughing, Master Lingtianâs eyebrows knit tightly, he caught her hand and instilled her Internal Chi to her body, the lady stop panting as she got the Internal Chi.
Soon the lady fell asleep.
âTongâer⦠â¦â muttered Master Lingtian, he wished he could suffer the pain for her.
âMaster Lingtian, Heaven rewards the good, you and Aunt Tong had been doing charity for so many years, Iâm sure Aunt Tong will recover soon.â said the page in a cheerful tone, trying to make Master Lingtian feel better.
The pageâs heart also ached for the couple, Master Lingtian had been travelling all over the country to look for the cure for Tongâer, the page felt so touched.
Silence resumed in the carriage, the page also focused on the way.
He had heard that there was a Doctor Lin in the capital city, he had high hopes on this Doctor Lin, he also wanted to find a cure for this poor woman.
In Luo Pavilion.
Murong Yun paid a visit there.
âMaster?â asked Feng Qing in surprise.
âIsnât master going to welcome Master Lingtian? What is he doing here?â thought Feng Qing.
âIs she up yet?â Murong Yun took a glimpse at the unlatched door.
Murong Yun noticed Luo Qianqian had been avoiding him since she gave him the paintings of the herbs, why?
This day, Murong Yun couldnât wait to see her, so he made this trip.
âTo reply to my master, no, Her Highness is still in bed.â
Murong Yun lifted his hand gently, Feng Qing stood aside to clear the way for Murong Yun.
Xiao Yue was still performing as an alarm in the room, obviously she failed.
She turned back when she heard footsteps.
âPrince Eighth?!â Xiao Yue asked with disbelief, she wiped her eyes to make sure she wasnât just seeing things.