Chapter 326: 177 Scamming Dad (First Update)
This name sounded somewhat familiar.
But Gu Jiao couldn’t recall where she had heard it for the moment.
Gu Jiao ordered someone to prepare his medicine, but did not accept his money.
Carrying the medicine, Liu Yisheng stumbled away.
He had barely taken two steps when suddenly he turned around: “Maybe you shouldn’t have treated me after all.”
Many times he had been deceived. Each time he harbored hope, but each time only met disappointments.
But this time, he knew the medicine she gave him was authentic.
Countless times he had wished that the medicine given by others was genuine, but this time alone, he wished it to be a hoax.
When Gu Jiao returned to the medical hall, except for Dr. Song and Shopkeeper Wang, who looked puzzled, the other local Capital City staff all kept their heads down, not daring to utter a word.
“Little Gu! I’m back!”
The second owner entered the medical hall, cheer and excitement in his eyes, “Being wealthy indeed feels different, it even makes my words more powerful! Eh? What’s wrong with you all? Why are you all so pale, did something happen?”
Shopkeeper Wang explained with a perplexed look: “A patient named Liu Yisheng came earlier, people came to perturb him and wouldn’t let Miss Gu treat him.”
The second boss turned pale: “Did… did Little Gu treat him?”
Shopkeeper Wang said: “She did, and she even took care of those so-called troublemakers.”
The second boss pinched his philtrum, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted!
When the second boss woke up, he was already lying in his room upstairs. He hurried downstairs to find Gu Jiao.
The medicine boy had gone for lunch, and Gu Jiao was preparing medicine for a patient.
The second owner seized her wrist: “Xiaosong, can you come over and prepare the medicine for this patient.”
“Sure!” Dr. Song put down the herbs drying in the backyard and went into the Grand Hall to prepare medicine for the others.
The second owner pulled Gu Jiao into the backyard.
He treated Gu Jiao as his own younger sister, free from any ulterior motives.
He asked Gu Jiao: “Tell me what the Liu Yisheng you met today looks like?”
“Handsome,” said Gu Jiao.
The second boss knew Little Gu’s taste and given that she had seen the incomparable beauty of Xiao Liulang and the handsome Gu Yan, it must indeed be the ‘Liu Yisheng’ from the rumors that she would describe as handsome.
The second boss felt like he was losing hope: “It’s over, it’s all over…”
Gu Jiao enquired: “What’s Liu Yisheng’s background? Why can’t his illness be cured?”
“He belongs to the deposed crown prince’s household!” The second owner explained Capital City’s political state to her with a pained expression, “The current Emperor was not originally the crown prince. The offspring of Imperial Consort Liu was. Later, Empress Dowager Zhuang defeated the Liu family, deposed the crown prince, and elevated the son of Imperial Consort Jing to the throne.”
Gu Jiao listened carefully.
Continuing, the second boss said: “The Liu household resisted and plotted to harm the present Emperor, not only resorting to techniques of hexing the Emperor and the Empress Dowager, but also secretly making a dragon robe for the deposed Crown Prince. When the conspiracy was revealed, the Liu family was decimated, some executed and some exiled. The Crown prince and his consort were placed under house arrest, and they died within a few years.”
“The evidence was irrefutable, and nobody at court dared to speak up for the Liu family. This Liu Yisheng is the only legitimate son of the Liu family. Now, do you understand why the physicians in the Capital City don’t dare to treat him?”
Gu Jiao made a sound of realization. No wonder the previous prescriptions he got were all fake.
The second owner cast a sidelong glance at little Gu: “Don’t you have something to say?”
Perhaps she should begin repenting for having saved such a universally detested disaster star.
After thinking, Gu Jiao sincerely said: “Oh, put less salt in tomorrow’s meals. It’s too salty.”
The second owner: “…”
After organizing the medical herbs, Gu Jiao went to her small courtyard for a sip of water.
As she lifted the tea bowl, she had a sudden flash of inspiration.
“I remember where I have heard this name before.”
The dream where she, scare and weak, returned to the mansion.
She had been staying there for ten years in isolation. In the last year before her death, they experienced a heavy snowstorm and a group of passengers sought temporary shelter in their manor.
At the time, a man in his thirties, dressed in brocade clothing, asked her for a bowl of hot tea.
His demeanor was noble and commanding, every move and gesture reflected the sharpness of a prominent figure.
His words of thanks were sincere: “My name is Liu Yisheng, thank you for the tea, Miss.”
When she took back the teacup she accidentally brushed against his fingertips.
It was cold, like bone.
An hour later, the blizzard stopped and he left along with his bodyguards.
Just before he got into his carriage, she vaguely heard that someone called him… Minister Liu.”