allonlinenovel Chapter 277 Nasal Obstruction
Chapter 277 Nasal Obstruction
After escaping her pursuers, Dongfang Wan'er arrived at a secluded courtyard. Inside, Ye Jiuchen was healing his injuries. Seeing Dongfang Wan'er return, Ye Jiuchen frowned and asked, "Was there any trouble?" Dongfang Wan'er shrugged, "Just some small fry." Meanwhile, Dongfang Mingzhu was happily preparing her wedding dress. Ye Jingchu, however, returned home distraught. Although he had agreed to marry Dongfang Mingzhu, his heart was filled with thoughts of Dongfang Wan'er. Juhua secretly went to the Crown Prince's residence and slipped a letter to the guards, hinting at Dongfang Wan'er's hiding place. Upon receiving the message, Ye Jingchu immediately led his men there. When he arrived at the courtyard and saw the unharmed Dongfang Wan'er, he was overjoyed. Dongfang Wan'er remained indifferent. "What are you doing here?" Just as Ye Jingchu was about to explain, Ye Jiuchen appeared and blocked Dongfang Wan'er's path. "Your Highness, do not entangle yourself with her any further." Ye Jingchu's expression turned displeased, and the atmosphere between the two sides became tense. Suddenly, Dongfang Mingzhu appeared, heartbroken at the sight. She pointed at Dongfang Wan'er and berated her. Just as the situation reached a stalemate, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from afar. It turned out that the Emperor had sent someone. "I have heard that Wan'er's medical skills are superb, and I have specially summoned her to the palace to treat me." Everyone was stunned, wondering what purpose was hidden behind this sudden imperial decree.
In the magnificent yet oppressive imperial palace, Dongfang Wan'er stood respectfully when she suddenly heard the Emperor issue a decree. The voice of the imperial edict was authoritative and cold, echoing in the empty hall. Dongfang Wan'er's heart was filled with ripples of doubt, but she could not disobey the Emperor's command. She could only suppress her unease, bow down, and say, "I accept the decree and thank you for your grace."
At this moment, Ye Jingchu, standing to the side, was extremely anxious. His deep eyes were filled with worry, and his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something to stop it all, but he couldn't find a suitable reason. He could only watch helplessly as Dongfang Wan'er, with her graceful yet resolute figure, slowly left with the envoy. Her departing figure gradually faded from his sight, as if taking away a glimmer of light from his heart. Seeing this, Ye Jiuchen's brows furrowed tightly, like a deep ravine. A resolute glint flashed in his eyes, and he immediately decided to secretly follow and protect her, ensuring that Dongfang Wan'er would not fall into any danger.
Deep within the palace, the Emperor lay ill on his ornately carved bed, his face pale and his breath weak. Dongfang Wan'er moved gracefully to his bedside. She extended her slender fingers and gently placed them on his pulse, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her expression focused. After a moment, she understood: the Emperor had been poisoned for some time. This discovery greatly shocked her, and her mind raced as she desperately sought a way to detoxify him.
Meanwhile, the head eunuch serving nearby had shifty, darting eyes, as if concealing a secret. As Dongfang Wan'er's investigation deepened, the truth gradually surfaced. It turned out that the mastermind behind all this was the Empress. Driven by jealousy of Dongfang Wan'er's growing favor with the Emperor and her increasingly secure position, the Empress harbored malicious intentions. She secretly bribed the imperial physician, claiming the Emperor was ill, while in reality meticulously plotting an extremely insidious conspiracy. She intended to use Dongfang Wan'er to harm the Emperor, then use that as leverage to frame Dongfang Wan'er, thereby eliminating her completely and preventing future trouble.
The astute and perceptive Dongfang Wan'er quickly sensed something amiss. Her mind raced, and she decided to play along. So, she casually picked up her brush and deliberately wrote a prescription that appeared to be poison but was actually harmless. The Empress, secretly watching, was overjoyed, believing her scheme had succeeded. She jumped out impatiently, her eyebrows furrowed, and pointed at Dongfang Wan'er, accusing her of plotting to harm the Emperor.
At this critical moment, Dongfang Wan'er calmly and composedly produced another, pre-prepared, genuine antidote. Then, she parted her lips slightly and revealed the Empress's conspiracy in detail. Upon hearing this, the Emperor was instantly enraged, his furious gaze piercing the Empress like a sharp sword. He immediately ordered the Empress to be severely punished as a warning to others.
Dongfang Wan'er successfully averted the crisis, and she walked lightly out of the palace. Looking up, she saw Ye Jiuchen standing tall and waiting outside the palace gates. His eyes were filled with deep affection and relief. Their eyes met, and they smiled at each other, their hearts in perfect harmony. That smile was as warm and radiant as the spring sun. Meanwhile, not far away, Ye Jingchu, witnessing this scene, was filled with disappointment and sadness. His forlorn expression seemed shrouded in a faint sorrow that lingered for a long time.
Dongfang Wan'er moved gracefully towards Ye Jiuchen. Ye Jiuchen, tall and imposing, bowed slightly upon seeing her approach and said softly, "Let's go. This place is not safe to linger." His voice was deep and magnetic, like a gentle breeze, yet carrying an undeniable firmness. With that, the two turned in tacit agreement, intending to leave this place of trouble.
However, at that moment, a series of hurried footsteps shattered the tranquility. Ye Jingchu, looking anxious, strode forward, his gaze fixed on Dongfang Wan'er. He stretched out his arm, blocking their path. "Wan'er," Ye Jingchu's voice trembled with urgency, "I know I was wrong before. I was blinded by jealousy and did many wrong things. Can you give me another chance?" His eyes were filled with regret and expectation; anyone who saw him would feel sorry for him.
Dongfang Wan'er slightly raised her head, her gaze calmly meeting Ye Jingchu's. She parted her lips slightly, her voice gentle yet exceptionally firm: "Your Highness, the past is like flowing water, gone and cannot be changed. Now, my heart belongs only to Jiu Chen, and this resolve is unwavering and cannot be altered."
Upon hearing this, Ye Jing felt a sharp pain in his heart. His hands clenched into fists involuntarily, his knuckles turning white. A surge of resentment welled up within him, his eyes bloodshot, and he roared, "Why? I am the Crown Prince! I can give you endless wealth and glory! I can give you everything you want!" His roar echoed around him, tinged with a desperate and pathetic rage.
Dongfang Wan'er merely smiled calmly, a smile as pure and ethereal as a spring flower, unmoved by worldly affairs. "What I seek is not wealth and glory; these are but fleeting clouds. What I desire is someone who can truly care for me, to walk hand in hand through thick and thin, never to abandon me." Having said this, she exchanged a glance with Ye Jiuchen, and the two walked past the furious and resentful Ye Jingchu, departing with composure.
Time passed quickly, and several days later, news began to circulate throughout the martial arts world that the divine physician Dongfang Wan'er and Ye Jiuchen were about to get married. This news spread like a spring breeze, attracting the attention of people from all walks of life.