Dong Qing's injuries could not be delayed.
Therefore, Xiao Yao completely ignored Fu Ning's shock. After taking the medicine bottle back from her, she closed the door and began to give Dong Qing acupuncture.
Acupuncture... even the technique was the same.
Fu Ning's scalp tingled.
Her heart tightened.
She finally calmed down and, while Xiao Yao was treating Dong Qing, she asked casually:
"Xiao Yao, where are you from?"
"I don't know."
"Why did you come to the imperial city?"
"I came to find my master?"
"Who is your master?"
"I can't say." Xiao Yao didn't know what her master was doing in the imperial city, but he must have his own mission.
Her master was an assassin and must have many enemies.
She absolutely could not reveal anything about her master.
"Xiao Yao, have you been with your master since you were little?" Fu Ning asked again.
This question made Xiao Yao hesitate.
However, her master had instructed her never to tell anyone that he had saved her when she was seriously injured.
She also couldn't tell anyone about many of her secrets.
So, in the end, Xiao Yao just nodded casually and said, "Yes."
Fu Ning felt a wave of disappointment.
If she had been with her master since she was little, then she definitely wasn't... wasn't what she thought.
Moreover, if she really was A Li, why wouldn't she say so?
Everyone here was her closest friend!
What was she thinking? Why would she suspect that Xiao Yao was A Li?
Was she foolish?
But...
"All done. I've finished the acupuncture, cleared your meridians, and your chest will no longer be congested with blood. You won't be spitting blood anymore."
Xiao Yao withdrew the needles and stood up straight.
Dong Qing opened her mouth and found that she could speak and no longer spit blood.
She was overjoyed and said gratefully, "Thank you... thank you, miss."
Saying this, she was about to get out of bed.
She dared not stay in the Prince's bed.
Xiao Yao glanced at her and snorted, "If you don't want to live, feel free to get down."
Dong Qing was so scared she didn't dare to move, "Miss, I... I'm just a servant..."
"Aren't servants human? Can a servant's life be trampled on so carelessly?"
Xiao Yao said unhappily, "That Empress, it seems she's not a good person either."
"Miss..." Dong Qing's face turned ashen with fear.
Fu Ning, however, looked at Xiao Yao, and the doubts that had finally been suppressed in her heart arose once more.
These words were too familiar.
Even the way she spoke was so similar...
That day, Chu Qianli did not go out with Feng Ye Xuan for long.
She returned quite early.
After returning, Chu Qianli was in a bad mood. It seemed that going out with the Prince had not made her happy.
No one knew what had happened.
But the servants on duty had all suffered some grievances.
When Fu Ning returned, she happened to see a young maidservant coming out with her face covered. It was clear that her face had been beaten.
The Empress was in a bad mood and took it out on her servants.
Fu Ning took a deep breath before walking in.
Her heart was filled with too many questions.
She walked up to Chu Qianli, lowered her head, and said softly, "Your Majesty, your subordinate was accidentally injured while out today. Could Your Majesty bestow some medicine upon your subordinate?"
Chu Qianli frowned, displeased, "If you're injured, why don't you go to the pharmacy to get medicine? Why are you looking for me?"
Her impatience was evident, clearly unhappy with her outing!
Fu Ning pursed her lips, a strange glint flashing in her eyes.
But she remained composed and continued, "The medicine Your Majesty refines herself is much more effective than those in the pharmacy! When I was injured before, it was always Your Majesty's medicine that healed me."
She raised her head and looked at Chu Qianli, her fingertips hidden in her sleeves slowly tightening.
"Last time, last time, the green bottle of ointment, I found it very comfortable to use. Could Your Majesty bestow another bottle upon your subordinate?"