Chapter 187: Swift Blade Cutting Tangled Hemp (Part One)

Chapter 187: Swift Blade Cutting Tangled Hemp (Part One)

Mr. Zhu watched from the side.

His gaze fell directly on Yun Ji's eyes.

The silk blindfold was removed once more, revealing those eyes that, when looking at the person on the bed, shone like obsidian, completely free of the former haze and murkiness.

This sight left Mr. Zhu's heart still racing, unable to calm down.

"Can Prince really see Ronghua County Lady's face? Really?"

Seeing Yun Ji finish his medicine, Mr. Zhu asked again with excitement, seeking confirmation.

His face carried an uncontainable joy.

He had entirely overlooked how Yun Ji had fed Su RAO the medicine.

Yue Hua wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and Yun Ji nodded with a smile.

But then he poured cold water on Mr. Zhu's enthusiasm.

"Mr. Zhu, Yun Ji can indeed see her face clearly, but only hers alone. Mr. Zhu, do not be overly joyful; Yun Ji's eyes have not truly recovered..."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Even if you can only see one person's face clearly, it is still wonderful. This means there is a possibility of curing your eye condition."

In my many years of practicing medicine, I have seen few cases similar to yours, but never has anyone been able to see one person's face as clearly as you do.

For Yun Ji's dampening words, Mr. Zhu felt no disappointment; instead, his joy grew even greater.

The eye conditions I have encountered that prevent seeing others' faces are either hereditary or caused by brain injuries. But this condition of suddenly losing and regaining sight, as in Yun Ji's case, is something I have never seen before.

Over the years, I have diligently researched this, but made no progress. Now, with this change, how could I not be overjoyed?

This change might also be related to Yun Ji's heart ailment. The two conditions complement each other.

Yun Ji's eye condition showing this improvement genuinely thrilled Mr. Zhu, causing him to lose his usual composure. After just a few more words with Yun Ji, he hurried back to his pharmacy to continue his research.

"Hmm..."

After Mr. Zhu left, Yun Ji shook his head and laughed.

This must be a common trait among healers.

A moment later, his hand touched his eyes.

These eyes, after ten long years, can finally see RAO again...

They are not entirely useless.

His gaze shifted back to Su RAO, noticing the ugly scar on her forehead, which stood out starkly against her pale complexion. The smile on his face gradually faded.

The faint joy around him dissipated into a misty haze.

His slender, well-defined fingers traced the scar on Su RAO's forehead.

The uneven texture of the scar was distinctly felt under his fingertips.

"RAO RAO, it must have hurt a lot, didn't it? And you must hate it even more..."

The obsidian-like clarity in his eyes was now tinged with a layer of mist, filled with sorrow.

In an instant, the clarity in his eyes turned into a deep, profound sea.

With a desolate gaze, he said,

"Yun Ji can see you, but cannot keep you. Yun Ji's blood flows with that of RAO's enemy, just like this scar on your forehead, a daily reminder of torment. How could Yun Ji bear it..."

A moment later, he took a new silk blindfold and covered his eyes once more.

After adjusting the blanket for Su RAO, he left the inner chamber.

Clasping his fist to his mouth, he coughed a few times, his face pale, and his back wound aching, yet he showed no sign of pain.

A short while later.

Yun Feng arrived.

"Prince, everything is settled."

Upon seeing Yun Ji's weakened state, he glanced into the inner chamber.

After a brief pause, he asked with concern,

"Prince, has Miss Su awakened yet?"

"She is fine."

Walking to the window, Yun Ji became once again the serene Prince Yun Ji, every movement exuding celestial grace.

He suppressed his coughing.

Looking up at the night sky, through the silk blindfold, he could see the moon's glow, though it was veiled by a misty haze.

Obscuring his vision.

Though blurry and indistinct, Yun Ji knew that tonight's night sky was exceptionally resplendent.

Enveloped by the night, adorned with lingering stars, the evening after a heavy rain saw the entire sky embellished with the Milky Way.

Stars twinkled, casting a kaleidoscope of starlight.

The full moon hanging high in the sky remained unchanged, no matter how capricious the night became, save for its phases of waxing and waning.

Qingfengju fell into such solitude.

Yet, Langjing City would not have a moment's peace this night, as figures in golden robes, the secret guards, darted about.

They infiltrated major residences, especially the embassy where Zhu Xian and Dan Liang were staying, and various princes' mansions also saw their presence.

As the morning sun climbed above the horizon, it pushed away the bright moon, and the golden-robed secret guards reined in their reckless behavior from the night.

The person on the bed, after another night of unconsciousness, woke up when the first rays of golden sunlight shone through the gaps in the window lattice...

She woke up.

Her peach-blossom eyes slowly opened, greeted by a sea of moonlit hues.

The canopy above her, made of the finest Huan Yan gauze, was embroidered with shimmering crescent moons, resembling moonlight itself.

Inside, another layer of moon-colored brocade curtain shielded everything within the bed, concealing it completely.

This color was what she favored in her past life, but now it belonged exclusively to another person, one who could carry such a clear and elegant hue, and only he could wear it with an ethereal grace.

With just one glance, Su Rao knew where she was.

Yun Ji's Qingfengju, Yun Ji's bedroom, Yun Ji's bed.

Just as she woke up, before Su Rao could make any move, the bed canopy was lifted by a slender hand with distinct knuckles, revealing a figure bathed in moonlight.

Though his face was still pale, she sensed he was fine. Despite the severe injuries and the blood he had lost, he appeared to be unharmed.

"You're awake. Yun Ji just... rest assured, Yun Ji will definitely..."

"Unnecessary..."

Yun Ji did not finish his sentence, interrupted hastily by Su Rao.

Since Yun Ji woke up earlier, he must know what happened in the cave. She understood the implication of his words.

He intended to take responsibility for her.

Rising from the bed, Su Rao's complexion was no longer as pale as last night.

Her lips carried a faint tint.

"I saved you because you saved me, so there's no need for you to feel responsible. I don't like owing others, nor do I allow others to owe me. I repay kindness and avenge grievances."

Looking at the man before her, taller than her by a head, she rarely looked up, but this time, Su Rao gazed up at Yun Ji.

This man, he was who he was. They shared a childhood bond, which she never took seriously, treating him more like a younger brother to protect. But she knew he meant what he said.

He once said, "Rao Rao, when we grow up, I'll pluck the moon for you; it's the brightest thing Xiao Xiao has ever seen..."

He also said, "Rao Rao, Grandma Yaya said that the things you love most can only be given to the most important person in your life, and only once. When we grow up, I'll pluck the brightest moon for Rao Rao, and Rao Rao will stay with Xiao Xiao forever..."

That was the last time they quietly admired the moon together under the night sky. His eyes, as she saw that night, were clear and pure, like a blank sheet of paper, untouched by ink.

Despite being a discarded son, abandoned by his own father, he remained untainted and pure.

A contradictory little wolf dog.

They sat quietly for half the night until dawn approached, and then he returned to the hostage palace.

That night was the eve of the small New Year.

The next night, Great Qin fell, engulfed in slaughter, bloodshed, and carnage. How many hostages died that night...