Stunning Poisonous Doctor Princess

As Long Tianyu was sitting in the reception room, his mind seemed to have entered into a thunderstorm.

Although he was not clear about the level of Lin Mengya's medical skills, he had heard his father commenting about it.

The music score for the green stringed instrument was an amazing book. Despite not knowing who the author was, Long Tianyu knew he or she was absolutely a genius.

Outsiders had been spreading rumors about how bizarre it was, saying that people could use the record in it to resurrect the dead and cause flesh to grow from bones.

However, his father, the emperor had commented that as long as a person was still breathing, the method recorded in the music score for the green stringed instrument would surely be able to save his life.

Lin Mengya might have been under the tutelage of Baili Rui in terms of medical knowledge and skills, but Long Tianyu knew very well the capabilities of Baili Rui.

No one, including Long Tianyu himself, would believe that Lin Mengya was not holding on to the music score for the green stringed instrument.

At this juncture, Zuo Qiuyu was likely to have the same suspicion.

However, because of the urgency of the situation, they did not have any chance of asking Lin Mengya.

If Lin Mengya was indeed holding on to the music score for the green stringed instrument, she would get entangled with these people for the rest of her life.

"Ouch!"

A horrible shriek disrupted Long Tianyu's thoughts.

Long Tianyu turned his head and looked towards the direction where the shriek came from and saw that Zuo Qiuyu was treating Zuo Yuanyi's hand.

When Zuo Yuanyi's finger bones were located, he thought the pain was excruciating, but when it was put back into place, Zuo Yuanyi thought he almost fainted and died from the pain.

Long Tianyu found it too noisy and conveniently picked up a piece fruit and threw it towards him, and instantly, silence ensued.

Poor Zuo Yuanyi. Long Tianyu had closed his acupuncture point for speaking so he had become dumb. Not to mention that he could no longer yell, he could not even make a sound.

Zuo Qiuyu glanced at Long Tianyu and began making a greater effort in torturing Zuo Yuanyi.

"Tianyu, can you come in for a while."

The voice of Lin Mengya echoed from behind the reception room.

Long Tianyu hesitated for a moment, pretending that nothing had happened as he walked into the back hall.

"What's happened?"

The moment Long Tianyu stepped through the door, he saw that Lin Mengya was staring at the sword on Baishao's chest, looking helpless and lost.

"Can you help me draw the sword out of her chest?"

Lin Mengya turned around and gazed at Long Tianyu with a pleading look.

The latter instinctively nodded and reached out his hand. He was about to draw out the sword when Lin Mengya pushed his hand away.

"This is a matter of life and death for Baishao. If you were to pull the sword out, it has to be fast, and you have to make sure that it doesn't come into contact with her heart. A little tremble of your hand may kill her. Are you still able to do it?"

Lin Mengya gritted her teeth and gazed at Long Tianyu with deep anxiety.

The sword was too long and it had passed very close to Baishao's heart.

Under the circumstance when she could not go through an operation, to draw the sword out was equivalent to having Baishao die once again.

However, Lin Mengya had to take this risk. Otherwise, no matter how brilliant Lin Mengya's prescription was, there was no way to save Baishao.

Long Tianyu fell silent. He thought it over carefully and studied the position of the sword, then nodded his head gently.

While Lin Mengya felt extremely nervous, her only choice was to trust in Long Tianyu.

She retreated a step to make way for Long Tianyu.

At this moment, her only choice was to believe in him.

Long Tianyu took in a deep breath and banished all the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

Then he stood before Baishao, reached out, and held on tightly to the hilt of the sword.

He was an expert with the sword. As Lin Mengya said, he was probably the only person who could achieve what Lin Mengya asked.

Taking in a deep breath and staying focused, he told himself that he must not hesitate or tremble.

Lin Mengya saw Long Tianyu's arm go up in the air with lightning speed. Thereafter, that sword that almost took Baishao's life was drawn out by Long Tianyu.

Lin Mengya felt her heart going into her mouth, and she quickly went forward to check on Baishao's condition.

Given that the sword was sharp and smooth, coupled with Long Tianyu's excellent skill, there was only some dark red blood that flowed out from her wound following the sword being drawn out.

"Long Tianyu, you're fantastic!"

Making sure Baishao was alright, Lin Mengya was overjoyed to the point of hysteria.

She turned around, leaped up, and held Long Tianyu's face in her hands before kissing him hard on his cheek.

Thereafter, she skipped out of the room to look for Zuo Qiuyu to continue preparing the prescription, while leaving a stunned Long Tianyu, who was still holding the sword in his hand.

Lin Mengya had kissed Long Tianyu so hard that his cheek felt a little painful.

However, this was one of the few occasions she initiated the contact. He rubbed his face and thought it was better than nothing.

After all the hard work, Baishao's condition had finally stabilized.

Her blood circulation had slowed down, which meant that her bodily function, as well as her metabolism, had slowed down.

At this moment, what was needed were some herbs that could speed up the closing up and healing of the wound.

More importantly, Lin Mengya knew that once the wound became septic, Baishao would have to go through another battle for her life.

At this moment, all Lin Mengya could do was to follow what was written in the music score for the green stringed instrument to prepare all the medicine and herbs that might be of use.

By now, the dislocated bones in Zuo Yuanyi's hand had all been put back in place by Zuo Qiuyu.

The scum was in a lot of pain that he thought he was going to die, but after applying Lin Mengya's prescribed medication, his pain was greatly alleviated.

At the same time, he could see that although those two men looked intimidating, Princess Anle was the real person-in-charge here.

For this reason, he had stationed himself around Lin Mengya to wait on her despite his hand being bandaged up.

He was acting totally like a slave. In fact, he was like a slave who had been devoid of any dignity.

By now, Zuo Yuanyi had been very diligent in offering help. He got some men to move Baishao into a room in the courtyard at the back.

He did not dare to play tricks also because Zuo Qiuyu and Long Tianyu had not taken their eyes off him for even a second.

Looking back at the torture he went through, he was not ready to provoke these two fierce-looking men.

After settling Baishao, all they could was to wait for now.

Lin Mengya also understood that haste brought no success.

Despite her desperate hope for Baishao to recover, she knew to feed her with all the medicine and herb would only harm Baishao.

Gazing at Baishao, who was lying unconscious on the bed, Lin Mengya could only sigh.

She turned around and saw a subservient Zuo Yuanyi and she remembered that damned second son of Prince Qing.

Zuo Yuanyi was a temporary ally. She could not say there was any trust between them.

Since Long Tianyu and Zuo Qiuyu were there to supervise him, he naturally would not dare to create trouble.

The fear was that he might forget the pain after he got well. If he suddenly turned around, she would be in a disadvantaged position.

Now that Lin Mengya had nothing to do, would it not be better to drag him into the mire completely?

"You've worked hard, Sir. Shall we go outside to discuss some matters?"

Without any delay, Zuo Yuanyi immediately accompanied Lin Mengya as she walked out of the room.

At this moment, the four were seated around the table in the reception room, which had been tidied and cleaned. However, their relationship was no longer the same compared with what they had when they first arrived.

The tea on the table was high-quality green tea called Biluochun. Their noses, which had been filled with the scent of blood and medicinal herbs all day were finally able to take a break and breath.

The clothes Lin Mengya wore since morning was ruined by Baishao's blood.

Zuo Yuanyi had someone bring some clothes and shoes for Lin Mengya, and when she had changed the clothes, she looked more beautiful and elegant.

Nevertheless, Zuo Yuanyi no longer dared to lift his eyes to look at her.

"Your Highness, the medicinal herbs you brought back are good. I'm really satisfied with them."

Lin Mengya lifted her eyes and glanced at Zuo Yuanyi as she commented.

When Zuo Yuanyi saw that Lin Mengya seemed to be friendlier with him, his brows shot up.

However, Lin Mengya's next statement dampened his spirits.

"Unfortunately, I can't totally trust you. Sigh, what do you say we do?"

Lin Mengya fixed her gaze on Zuo Yuanyi, referring to something.

"I… I am absolutely faithful to you, Princess. I shall never be disloyal to you."

Zuo Yuanyi was naturally very afraid that Lin Mengya would get rid of him once he had ceased to be useful.

However, Lin Mengya broke into a smile and said, "How should I put it? You should pledge your loyalty to the emperor, not me. How about you writing down a statement as proof that you will pledge your loyalty to the emperor and be exclusively faithful to him once you take over the position as Prince Qing, and don't forget to print a fingerprint on the statement."

This was a brilliant move on Lin Mengya's part. The current Prince Qing was an ambitious and cunning man.

Was it possible that such a man would let his son betray him?

If Zuo Yuanyi really went ahead to write the statement, it would be as good as severing the father and son relationship.

This was a matter of risking one's life. No wonder Zuo Yuanyi hesitated.

"I know you're hesitating, but think about it; while you treat him as your father, has he been treating you as his son? If he really treats you as his only son, why would he adopt another son to go against you?"

Lin Mengya continued with a casual tone of voice, but every word she said had pierced Zuo Yuanyi's heart.

Had he not been bullied enough by that little bastard over the years?

"Moreover, why does your father regard this adopted son so highly? Not only does he enjoy the same status as you within the mansion, but he also tries to one-up you in serious businesses outside the house. Don't you ever feel that you've become a target? He enjoys all the good things, while you always have to shoulder the blame. This is no way to treat one's own son. Is the bastard merely your father's adopted son?"

Lin Mengya was surely very skilled in driving a wedge between people.

Zuo Yuanyi aside, even Long Tianyu and Zuo Qiuyu had been incited by Lin Mengya's gentle but provocative words, which dug deep into their jealous hearts.

The expression on Zuo Yuanyi's face changed. Over the years, those grievances he suffered, no matter how insignificant, had been magnified so effortlessly.

Finally, Lin Mengya's words had ignited the flame within his heart.

Jealousy had twisted his emotions. At this moment, Zuo Yuanyi felt an intense enmity towards this father, abandoning the fact that he was his father.

Who would have known that while Lin Mengya stirred Zuo Yuanyi by using those words, she had also mobilized a small function within the Sheng Nung System?

The Shen Nung System directly worked on the center of the brain, so in principle, it could turn the brain into a small shooting machine.

Through sound waves that were undetectable by human ears, she could influence another person's brain, thereby influencing his emotions.

Therefore, the jealousy in Zuo Yuanyi's heart was so effortlessly evoked by her.