Chapter 27 He is Called Yunsheng

, she sprayed a fragrant mist onto his face.She gently explained as she applied medicine: "You don't feel anything below your neck right now, but your face might still itch. You'll just have to bear w...This was Qingxuan making something up randomly, but unexpectedly Song Tingfeng actually believed it.

Song Tingfeng: "Are you talking about Baishantang"

Qing Xuan heard this and pursed her lips. She couldn't help but remember her mother's death.

At first, the original owner's mother was injured by a carriage and was on the brink of death. The original owner cried and begged the doctor from Baishantang to save her mother. However, the doctor from Guanjitang demanded twenty taels of silver. The original owner didn't have that much money, so she went to Lu Xuepei but ended up having one leg broken. If it weren't for her ability to set bones, she would now be walking with a limp.

Thinking of this, anger flashed in her eyes.

Seeing Qingxuan's reaction, Song Tingfeng still thought he had guessed right.

Song Tingfeng said no more.

Qingxuan had finished filming the two things she needed to, and was satisfied with the results. After paying, she found herself facing a new problem.

Originally, she intended to buy a mature guard who could be immediately brought back to the palace.

But now, given Yun Sheng's current situation, it is not suitable to be brought back to the palace.

After leaving Yunxiang Pavilion, she bid farewell to Song Tingfeng.

Qingxuan: "Your Excellency, now Rou's danger has passed, she is resting in bed and will be fine. I will go to your residence after seven days to examine her again."

Song Tingfeng heard this and nodded in satisfaction: "Then I'll trouble Xuan Lang with this."

Just as Song Tingfeng was about to turn and leave, he added another word: "Mr. Xuan is a remarkable woman, and she will surely become a prominent figure in the capital in the future. If she attracts the attention of powerful people, this White Ghost won't be able to protect her from their influence."

Will she get involved with the nobility in the future

At this moment, Qingxuan's mind was not on curing Nangong Ye's illness but on escaping as soon as possible after he recovered. She envisioned opening a shop to earn some silver, then wandering the world with this white ghost by her side.

Upon thinking this through, Qingxuan bowed towards Song Tingfeng and said, "Thank you, Prime Minister, for the reminder."

After Song Tingfeng left, Yun Sheng looked at her with fear. The next moment, he heard Qingxuan say to him, "Is there anything that looks particularly like food"

Yun Sheng looked at Qing Xuan in astonishment, his expression as if struck by lightning.

No one had ever asked him what he wanted to eat. During the years he was imprisoned and forced to be a medicine man, all he ate was stale leftovers.

In a flash, a trace of gloom crossed her eyes. Perhaps she said this to let him have a last meal of his liking before he passed away.

Knowing full well that he was about to die, Yun Sheng pursed his lips and uttered his desire: "I... I want to eat roast chicken."

Yun Sheng's voice was as clean and clear as his eyes.

"It's fine to not talk about roast chicken, but when she mentioned roast chicken Qingxuan suddenly realized she was hungry. She hadn't eaten much all day."

Qingxuan: "Then let's go, after we eat, I'll buy you new clothes."

When Yunsheng heard that Qingxuan was going to buy him clothes, he stopped in his tracks, thinking that the clothes Qingxuan was talking about were for a death shroud.

Remembering the days he spent in that dark, dank dungeon, where many of his fellow healers died and were left naked on the refuse heap, this master was a blessing compared to that.

Yun Sheng comforted himself like this in his heart.

Qingxuan noticed Yunsheng was bowing his head while they ate together.

It's just a meal, why act like you're going to the execution ground

Qingxuan's footsteps came to a halt.

Yunsheng, who was following Qingxuan, didn't notice that Qingxuan had stopped. He walked straight into Qingxuan's back.

Yun Sheng was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he knelt down directly.

Yun Sheng: "Master, it was my fault! Please punish me!"

Having not heard Qingxuan's voice, Yunsheng looked up to find her frowning at him.

Qingxuan: "Do you think I would kill you"

Yun Sheng was startled, then immediately nodded heavily: "My life now belongs to my master. Master wants me dead or alive, Yun Sheng will have no complaints."

Under Yunshen's gaze, Qingxuan slowly crouched down, meeting his eyes.

Qingxuan stared intently at Yunsheng, her eyes sharp and piercing. "No matter what I do to you, you have no complaints"

In the next instant, Yun Sheng shook his head without any hesitation: "No. My life belongs to my master."

His hair was very dirty, and he had carried a curse since birth. His former master, who had kept him locked in a dungeon, once said that he was as filthy as the maggots in spoiled food, disgusting to the point of not wanting to touch him.

But the master before him now didn't find him dirty, nor did he scorn his white hair, which carried a curse.

Qingxuan raised her hand and gently touched his white hair.

Qingxuan: “Remember, from today onwards, you are called Yunsheng. I won’t take your life, and you are not some ominous white ghost. You only have a genetic mutation during birth that prevents the synthesis of melanin. Now, you are like a child of the clouds, pure and flawless. From now on, as long as you are loyal to me, I will not do anything to harm you.”cer cells had already spread.This would have been a fatal illness in ancient times. Ginger wouldn't even last this month.But luckily, she came from the 25th century and her specialty was treating canc...