A large vat, with a fire burning underneath.
Prince Yanjun settled into it as soon as the water cooled, while Yun Jinnian stood beside him administering acupuncture.
"The Thirteen Ghostly Needles!" Elder Mu exclaimed in surprise.
Yun Jinnian glanced at him, "What?"
"The Saintess is using the Thirteen Ghostly Needles, but where did the Saintess learn them?"
"From books!" Yun Jinnian said, swiftly inserting another needle.
Because she was next to the large vat, heated by the warm air, Yun Jinnian quickly broke into a heavy sweat. By the time she’d finished with all the needles, her clothes were soaked through.
Elder Mu and Elder Tu looked at each other, no longer underestimating Yun Jinnian.
The Saintess was only twelve. Given a few more years for her to grow, her medical achievement might be incomparable across the world.
Shi Jiayu, Hemei, and Henuan quickly lifted Yun Jinnian to go change her clothes. Yun Jinnian did not dare delay, quickly changed, and then removed the needles from Prince Yanjun once more.
Yuwen Ya, Chu Yu, and Han Tianci brought over the medicine, helping Prince Yanjun to drink it, only to see the water in the large vat instantly freeze.
The three of them were shocked and hurriedly moved Prince Yanjun into the second vat.
It was filled with boiling hot medicinal decoction.
Prince Yanjun groaned in pain.
Yuwen Ya was overjoyed, "He’s making sounds!"
For someone who had been mute for two years, this was truly a miracle.
Yun Jinnian administered the acupuncture again, on his back, head, chest, and arms—a densely packed area.
She changed the acupoints again, and this time it was much easier than the second time. As soon as the medicinal liquid in the vat froze, Yun Jinnian quickly removed the needles and only then lifted Prince Yanjun out to dry him off and dress him in clean clothes.
Only then did Yun Jinnian take Prince Yanjun’s pulse.
"How is it?" Yuwen Ya asked anxiously.
"This poison has been in his system for several decades; it won’t be completely eliminated in a short period. At least ten sessions will be necessary!"
One session every half month. Once Prince Yanjun’s health improved, her legs should also recover, and by then they could return to Capital City.
Returning to Capital City, just in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Yun Jinnian’s medical skills fascinated Elder Mu and Elder Tu. Yun Jinnian did not keep her knowledge to herself, exchanging medical insights with them and even translating the Poison Scripture. But upon looking at the Poison Scripture, the elders took a deep breath.
Indeed, one’s actions are determined by their circumstances.
There was no falsity in this saying at all.
"Sister, I’m going to learn Martial Arts with Master!" Han Tianci, holding Yun Jinnian’s hand, happily said.
"Let Brother Chu take you there!" Yun Jinnian said.
Chu Yu certainly understood Yun Jinnian’s intentions.
Following Han Tianci over, the Master would not reject them; as he taught Han Tianci, Chu Yu could observe from the side. Whatever he could comprehend and learn was up to his own ability.
But the Master wasn’t just teaching Han Tianci Martial Arts; he also taught the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, medical skills, divination, and even how to set up formations, secret weapons, and mechanisms.
It was diverse, yet the Master was adept at teaching children. Although Han Tianci returned to Yun Jinnian utterly exhausted, able to fall asleep after uttering just a few words to her, he never complained once.
"Jinnian!" Yuwen Ya called softly.
Yuwen Ya smiled, "Jinnian, how is my uncle’s health?"
"Don’t worry, take it slowly. But Brother Seven can write a letter to the Princess saying that next Mid-Autumn Festival we’re sure to bring back a healthy Commandery Prince for her!"
Yuwen Ya immediately understood Yun Jinnian’s meaning, "That would be wonderful!"
"But some things, Brother Seven, don’t write them too clearly!"
"I know, rest assured, I know what to say and what not to say. By the way, the New Year is coming up, what are your plans for Mother Qian and the others?"