Chapter 280

Descendants (4)

Aunt Xiang, Prince An and Princess An are back! Suddenly, the voice of a maid broke Xiang Nanchun from her reverie.

Xiang Nanchun abruptly stood up. What?

Really, they are at the door. Also, they brought back a performer with them!

Finding the situation to be surreal, Xiang Nanchun hurried out, and sure enough, she b.u.mped into the scene of Mu Mingtang and Xie Xuanchen entering the mansion through the main entrance.

Xiang Nanchun was startled and hurriedly bowed: This servant greets the Prince An and Princess An. This servant failed to welcome the masters and the guest and was lacking in serving Prince An and Princess An, please forgive me.

Its okay. Mu Mingtang waved her hand with an indifferent expression on her face. You dont need to worry about such things. It was just that me and the prince wanted to go out to have a look.

Mu Mingtang pointed at the little Taoist and continued, This is a performer whose skill level is not inferior to the performer from Mrs. Lis manor. We saw him perform his tricks on the road today. He has successfully pleased both Prince An and me, hence we have invited him to the palace so he can amuse us with his performance whenever we desire.

Xiang Nanchun gave a quick glance to the performer standing behind Mu Mingtang. Although she was surprised by the sudden arrival of newcomer, she still respectfully replied, This servant will do as Princess An has ordered.

A princess like Mu Mingtang didnt have to worry about arranging the guest room, but today she seemed interested and even inquired about the empty rooms in the palace before personally pointing out a room to the performer, who was wearing a Taoist robe.

After settling the matter of the little Taoists room, Mu Mingtang and Xie Xuanchen returned to their chamber.

At night, Mu Mingtang and Xie Xuanchen changed into dark clothes respectively and went to find the little Taoist avoiding other peoples eyes.

As the little Taoist was woken up by the pair of husband and wife, he thought something had happened to Xie Xuanchen and hurriedly went over to check his pulse as he continued to yawn. Prince An has a stable pulse and nothing seems wrong? What brought you here, My Lord?

Mu Mingtang lowered her voice, We didnt come over to have him checked. For now, he seems perfectly fine. But what worries me is Wuyufei. Will it cause another attack?

The little Taoist pressed his pulse for a while, then nodded with certainty: Yes.

Hearing this answer, Mu Mingtang couldnt hide her disappointment. Xie Xuanchen had long expected this answer, so he didnt feel much regret. He just asked, Can you solve it?

This time, the little Taoist took more time to think about it and hesitation could be felt in his answer: My master stayed in the Capital city for several months, just to develop a perfect antidote for the Prince. When I was sent away at that time, the elixir was only a prototype, and I didnt know what the complete medicine looked like. My master had practised medicine for many years. With his superb medical skills and n.o.ble medical ethics, he will never fool people. The medicine he finally took out must be the medicine he tried his best to concoct. But even after doing his best, if my master still could not cure Prince An, how can I?

Mu Mingtang thought about it and said, Jinger elixir helps to cure the illness to a certain extent, but there are some aftereffects after using it.

Oh? The little Taoist raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said, Give me the elixir, and Ill take another look.

Mu Mingtang handed Jinger elixir to the little Taoist.

Taoist cut a small piece and ground it before smelling it and tasting it. After thinking about it for a while, he finally said, After my masters death, I found the ma.n.u.script, which seemed to have mentioned this matter. He had wandered all over the world his entire life and seen many malicious diseases, and had also cured many of them. However, my masters ma.n.u.script completely overturned his own prescriptions later on. He had been looking for a complete cure, but it is a pity that before he found it, something happened to the master.