My Disciple Wants to Tease Me Every Day - Chapter 62

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Neither Di Jiufeng nor Ning Guang understood medicine, but in order to get into the city lord’s residence, they could only brace themselves and sign up for the competition. Di Jiufeng had never wished for the mystic doctor Qing Yu to be at her side more than she did in this moment. If she was here, they wouldn’t be in such a dilemma.

Di Jiufeng pursed her lips, tugged on Ning Guang’s arm, and said, “If only Qing Yu was here. She’s an expert doctor, winning this competition would be a breeze.”

Ning Guang was about to respond when she heard a voice from behind them.

“Now you finally think of me? Weren’t you so eager to ditch me to be alone in your couple’s paradise earlier?”

Speaking of the devil, just when they were thinking about Qing Yu, she had actually appeared right before their eyes. Ever since she had turned into a woman that day, Qing Yu had never changed back. Her features were similar to before, but some of her angles had been ground smooth to create a more gentle look.

Seeing Di Jiufeng and Ning Guang, Qing Yu sarcastically raised an eyebrow. She pretended to be angry, but the hand hanging by her side quickly stole over the writing brush on the table.

Qing Yu first wrote her own name on the signup book, then blotted out Di Jiufeng and Ning Guang’s names.

Because she had not been a woman for long, her actions still held a masculine affect, giving her a kind of unique charm.

Its beloved had arrived, so the System immediately awoke from playing dead. It transformed into a bright yellow honeysuckle flower and, waving its petals, threw itself at its beloved’s neck. Its whole body was emitting red hearts, there was even drool dripping from the place that must have been its mouth. Qing Yu gave it a disgusted look, and casually raised up the signup book.

The System crashed into the sheet of paper and Qing Yu nimbly closed it inside the book as a bookmark.

Di Jiufeng watched, but did not go to save it. She only beamed at Qing Yu and said, “How could we abandon you? I was going to say that as soon as we left the demon realm, we would go to Gui Hun Island to look for you, I never thought you would find us first. Qing Yu, your abilities are quite remarkable, you could even enter the demon realm.”

But Qing Yu shook her head. The smile had fallen off her face. Her lips drew into a straight line, and her eyebrows were also twisted tightly together. “I don’t have such remarkable abilities. This, I was just about to tell you. I keep thinking that this is not some coincidence, but that there is someone helping you from the shadows.”

Qing Yu gathered her words, about to explain everything in detail to Di Jiufeng, when the sound of drums came from the stage.

“Everyone who wrote down your names, please come onstage, the competition is about to begin. Please make your preparations.”

The competition began every day in the early afternoon. Qing Yu had arrived just on time. If she had been a quarter of an hour later, she would have missed today’s competition. It shouldn’t have been a big deal, she would just have had to wait until tomorrow, but suddenly, there was news from the residence. The eldest young mistress had coughed up blood again, the illness was penetrating deep into her organs. She might not be able to make it through the night!

After seeing the most recent news, the housekeeper didn’t bother explaining all the tedious and convoluted rules of the competition. He sent away a subordinate, and hurriedly took over the white handkerchief he had retrieved.

“The situation has changed, we do not need to use the old rules for today’s competition. Please come closer and look at this handkerchief. You only have to say a few words, as long as it pleases the city lord, you will have passed.”

He spread open the handkerchief and showed it to the doctors.

There was a dark bloodstain in the center of the handkerchief. It had not yet dried, it was clearly fresh. At the edge of the handkerchief were embroidered a pair of mandarin ducks, lively as if they could leap off the surface.

Qing Yu took a close look at it, then reached out to touch the bloodstain and bring it to her nose to sniff.

After a moment, she seemed to have understood something. She returned to her own table, and lifted her brush to write a few words. Qing Yu was the last to sit down, but she was the first to finish writing, leaving only a lonely line of words on the clean white paper.

Some people saw and nervously raised their heads, but seeing that blurry line of ink, they all laughed out loud.

That tiny line of characters wasn’t even enough to complete a whole prescription. If this person was really a doctor, she should prescribe medicine to counter the illness, but she was trying to bluff her way through? Everyone thought she was just here to try her luck, even the housekeeper thought the same. But it wasn’t too much effort to read this short line of words, so out of politeness, he still received it and looked down to read.

When he processed the black characters on white paper, the housekeeper’s eyes opened wide in shock.

He was afraid to even breathe too hard. He switched to cradling the roll of paper with both hands and asked, with a tremble in his tone, “Doctor, you, you, what is the meaning of this?”

“Just as it says on the paper. An illness of the heart must be treated with like medicine. Your eldest young mistress has an illness of the heart, and if you do not ease the block in her heart, no amount of medicine will have any effect.”

“But, but…”

This was a shameful matter. The family had kept it under tight wraps, and they could not discuss it directly with outsiders. But, this concerned the young mistress’s life.

The housekeeper considered for a while, then tried to talk around the core of the issue. “That is one way to resolve it, but the young mistress’s beloved had passed long ago. We cannot return him to life. Doctor, if you could diagnose the young mistress’s illness, do you have any other way to cure her?”

Qing Yu did not say it was possible, nor that it was impossible, only that she wanted to take two attendants to examine her.

Of course the housekeeper would not refuse. He called an attendant to take them there, then continued his own search for a capable doctor.

“Let’s go.” Qing Yu strolled down from the stage and walked over to Di Jiufeng and Ning Guang.

Di Jiufeng asked in curiosity, “What did you write for him? Why was he so agitated?”

Qing Yu said, “Marriage, I wrote that the solution was marriage.” She paused, then continued, “When members of the yao race take form, they will discover an innate gift. I can trace back some scenes from the history of an object. The handkerchief the housekeeper brought out was stained with some of his young mistress’s blood; I saw that before she coughed blood, she had seen her beloved.

But it is very strange, the housekeeper insists that her beloved is already dead.”

“How could that be?” Di Jiufeng said in shock.

But this was not the point of Ning Guang’s focus. She listened for a while, then suddenly asked, “Were you going to tell us something having to do with your secret gift, did you see something?”

Qing Yu paused, and a crease appeared between her brows. “You’re a sharp one, you could guess even this. It’s true, I saw some things…”

That day, Di Jiufeng and Ning Guang had suddenly disappeared, and Qing Yu could not catch up with them. So, she had returned to the cave to search.

When she had arrived, there were nearly no clues in the cave. If a small fuzzy ball had not suddenly appeared and brought her to the entrance of the stone room, she would never have discovered that there were signs of a space-time array.

In this world, the people who could control space, other than the already-extinct Zhuanling Que of the yao race, could be counted on a single hand.

Who had set this array? And for what reason?

Qing Yu couldn’t figure it out at the time, so she decided to use her rewind gift before the spatial magic had completely dispersed. But her ever-reliable gift had run into trouble; she couldn’t see anything at all, other than a cloud of demonic energy.

“There was only a cloud of demonic energy. I tried many times, but it was the extent of what I could see. I could not see what it wanted to do, but up until now, it has only acted to help you–to let you enter the lost treasure lands in time, to let me arrive to help you.”

“What do you mean?” Di Jiufeng furrowed her brow. “Let you arrive to help me?”

“Yes.” Qing Yu nodded. “How do you think I got to the demon realm?

After leaving Gui Hun island, I tried to find you, but by that time, you had already gone to the lost treasure lands, even a communication talisman would be useless. I thought I might as well just wait. But, before you exited, a piece of paper showed up.”

As she spoke, she searched through her qiankun pouch, then took out an ordinary-looking piece of writing paper.

Di Jiufeng took it and looked at it with Ning Guang.

––––It was a very ordinary piece of paper, without any traces of a spell. There were a few crooked words written on it, looking like they were from the hand of a child who had just learned how to write.

It said: Di Jiufeng is in danger, hurry to Chengdong to rescue her.

Seeing that they had finished reading, Qing Yu continued, “I looked at this message as well, it was written by a child. That person has a good sense for concealment. Using my gift, I could see that the child received a stick of tanghulu and wrote this message, but nothing else.

Seeing this message, though it felt like a trap, I still decided to go to Chengdong and see. But once I arrived, I was sent here.

A person who could send me directly to the demon realm, I thought it must have been a demon, but they seem to be helping you…”

“But we still cannot tell if they are friend or foe.” Ning Guang naturally took the lead of the conversation. She looked the same as usual, but her eyes were so dark, like all the light in them had died.

She looked at Di Jiufeng. Thinking about the demonic energy in her body and how she could so naturally use demonic spells, an idea began to appear in her heart.

In this world, who would help a stranger for no reason? If there was not some profit in doing so, it could only be because they were family.

Everything about Di Jiufeng was good, but objectively, she was not some treasure sought after by all. Her family background, her talents, and the spiritual treasures she held were not even as valuable as Ji Liuran’s, why would someone spend so much effort plotting against her?

Ning Guang analyzed every possibility, and thought that this must be the most reasonable explanation. But for some reason, she kept thinking that it couldn’t be so easy.

As a person who took Di Jiufeng as her whole life, Ning Guang always saw conspiracies and schemes in everything having to do with her. She didn’t know herself whether this was paranoia or a true premonition.

Notes:

This chapter was translated by Lily.