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Chapter 117: Imperial Physician Becomes Her Disciple

Chapter 117: Chapter 117: Imperial Physician Becomes Her Disciple

At this point, Chu Nanli knew she could do nothing to Lin Fuying today.

The Empress was properly handling the follow-up matters.

"Princess Consort, after the banquet ends, I will have someone send some tonics for you to nourish your body," she said.

She then ordered all the attendants to exit the scene.

Chu Nanli looked towards Bai Wuheng, her eyes shimmering with a mocking cold light.

She had clearly seen the odd behavior displayed by Bai Wuheng just moments before.

The highly esteemed Divine Doctor, whose heart couldn’t discern right from wrong, had once written a prescription that involved using a living fetus in medicine, which was utterly despicable!

"Princess Consort Chu."

Zhuang Muyan approached Chu Nanli and called out to her.

Chu Nanli looked over, noticing the man’s somewhat red, doll-like face, but his eyes were bright and clear.

"My surname is Zhuang, Zhuang Muyan." He even gestured which characters it was, then added, "Father is the grand scholar of Hanlin Academy, old Master Zhuang..."

Chu Nanli was confused.

Ye Yunting watched the two with a deep gaze.

Zhuang Muyan, having made his introduction, said excitedly and nervously, "I greatly admire the medical skills of Princess Consort Chu and would like to take you as my master, if Princess Consort is willing to accept me as a disciple."

Chu Nanli was slightly surprised.

The people around who heard this were also stunned.

They then looked at Bai Wuheng with subtly complex expressions.

There was a famous Divine Doctor in the hall, yet Zhuang Muyan chose not to take him as a master but instead wanted to learn from Chu Nanli, who was at odds with Bai Wuheng, which was somewhat a slap to Bai Wuheng’s face.

Bai Wuheng’s face darkened, and he pressed his lips together without speaking.

Chu Nanli recovered from her surprise, looked seriously at Zhuang Muyan, and asked, "Are you not afraid that I cannot teach you anything?"

Zhuang Muyan, seeing some hope, quickly replied, "I have seen every Imperial Physician’s needle techniques at the Imperial Medical Bureau, and I am not exaggerating when I say, you are not inferior to those senior Imperial Physicians. I trust my own judgment, and if I could take you as my master, I would certainly benefit immensely."

Bai Wuheng couldn’t help but speak up to remind him.

"Princess Consort Chu has only learned a few tricks from books, and not necessarily mastered them, Young Master Zhuang should not make a hasty decision, lest he be led astray," he said.

He was always arrogant and uncompromising, and his warning came off almost as if saying directly that Chu Nanli was incompetent in medicine.

Upon hearing this, Ye Yunting felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Yet before he could say anything, Zhuang Muyan spoke first.

"Young Master Bai is overly concerned. In my heart, Princess Consort Chu is the most skilled physician. I am firm in my choice and hope to take Princess Consort Chu as my master," he declared.

Bai Wuheng’s eyelids twitched, feeling a surge of frustration in his chest.

With such a statement, wasn’t it clear that he was saying he wasn’t as good as Chu Nanli?

That Chu Nanli had medical skills was already unbelievable enough, and now he was even surpassed by her?

The expressions of others in the hall also varied upon hearing Zhuang Muyan’s words.

Ye Yunting’s eyes darkened, his gaze steadfastly on Chu Nanli.

"Princess Consort," she then smiled, "Go on and accept him as your disciple; such a handsome apprentice is hard to find."

Ye Yunting’s expression darkened, his gaze on Chu Nanli becoming even more intense and substantial.

If this woman knew what was good for her, she should know how to...

"I agree to take you as my disciple. You are indeed weak in detoxification; I’ll put together a list for you later," Chu Nanli said.

A lump of frustration stuck in Ye Yunting’s chest, neither rising nor falling.

Zhuang Muyan was overjoyed and, despite Chu Nanli’s attempt to stop him, lifted his robe and knelt on the ground, performing a ritual to honor his new master.

"Thank you, Master, for agreeing to teach me!"

Princess Consort laughed out at the scene, and even though her face was still somewhat pale, her exceptionally beautiful features were hard to look away from.

"Princess Consort Chu, I also admire you dearly. Not only do I thank you for saving my life, but I also wish to be friends with you. Speak freely of anything you desire, and as long as it is within my capability, I will surely agree. The Empress and all the guests present here are my witnesses," she said.

Instantly, countless envious gazes fell upon Chu Nanli.

She had won the favor of the Emperor’s most cherished consort, which was already a great advantage, and to think she could now ask for rewards so freely was even more unexpected.

Only Lin Fuying, whose fingernails were digging into her palms drawing blood, had a face twisted with jealousy.

Bitch!

Why was she always so lucky?!