Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 485 - 480

Chapter 485: 480

The Noble Consort had noticed Chu Yunmo bring a beautiful girl over, but she didn’t pay much mind to it.

Over these past few years, she had seen through people’s hearts and had lost the pride she had when she first entered the Palace. Upon seeing Ye Shaohua, she shook her head, "I am well aware of my own illness. I fear that this long journey will be too much to bear, and I might not make it through. In the past, only Imperial Physician Ye could alleviate some of my pain. Now, Liao Mingxin’s Heart-saving Pill does help a little, but, unfortunately..."

However, before the Noble Consort could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by her own son.

Upon seeing Ye Shaohua, Sikong Mingchen’s eyes lit up and then he suddenly leapt up, grabbing at Ye Shaohua’s clothes, "Miss Ye, please save my mother Consort! Regardless of the outcome, I will do my best to clear Imperial Physician Ye’s name!"

He had just touched the hem of Ye Shaohua’s garment when Chu Yunmo swept it away without a trace of movement.

"Alright," Ye Shaohua didn’t expect Sikong Mingchen would help her, but with his assistance, her plans would proceed even better, "The time isn’t right now. I will come here at midnight."

"There’s no need..." Upon hearing Sikong Mingchen refer to Ye Shaohua as Miss Ye, and mentioning the name of Imperial Physician Ye, the Noble Consort had her suspicions about Ye Shaohua’s identity.

She had naturally seen Ye Shaohua a few years ago by the Empress Dowager’s side.

But the other party was still a child at that time, and several years had passed, with great changes naturally occurring, so it was no surprise she didn’t recognize her.

There was also one more thing; after the Ye Family’s orphan girl went through great changes, she had become much more composed, and it didn’t show that the person in front of her was the lively and lovely Miss Ye of the past.

Even though she recognized Ye Shaohua, she truly didn’t have much confidence in Ye Shaohua’s medical skills.

She didn’t mean to discourage Ye Shaohua, but over the years she had experienced too many disappointments. Now that the Duanwang Residence had monopolized the Heart-saving Pills, she was even more trapped in enormous amounts of unpaid wages.

However, the three people in the room didn’t consider her feelings at all.

Her very own son was busy bustling after that young girl, eagerly asking her what she needed to prepare.

Even...

The Noble Consort cast a frightened glance at Chu Yunmo. Even he seemed very familiar with the young girl, which startled the Noble Consort somewhat.

In the end, she did not speak up to stop them. Well then, let these three children fool around for a bit. So many years had passed, and it wouldn’t matter one more time. She sighed and said to the Palace Maid by her side, "Let them be, it’s uncertain whether my body can even make it back to the Palace alive."

Hearing her words, the eyes of the Palace Maid by her side filled with tears.

**

Meanwhile, the old Wangfei of the Duanwang Residence was very happy.

She had been mortal enemies with the Noble Consort back when they were in the boudoir, and she never expected that this enemy would one day come to plead with her.

But the old Wangfei was not afraid of the current Noble Consort.

Her son had become a useless person. Although their Duanwang Residence was currently despised by the Emperor, with Sikong Mingxuan and Liao Lin there, their situation was certainly better than the Noble Consort’s.

"However, if we don’t let Liao Miss give her the Heart-saving Pill, what if something happens to the Noble Consort and the blame falls on our Duanwang Residence? What do we do then?" the Nanny worriedly said on the side.

The old Wangfei brushed away the foam from her tea with the lid and said nonchalantly upon hearing this, "Don’t you know? The Noble Consort’s son will never have an heir in this life. The throne is beyond his reach."

One should always pick the soft persimmons to squeeze – this was something the old Wangfei knew all too well.

Thinking of this, the old Wangfei suddenly remembered what the Noble Consort had said and called Sikong Mingxuan and Liao Mingxin over.

"The Noble Consort said that His Majesty is looking for a divine physician for the Empress Dowager," the old Wangfei looked at Liao Mingxin, "She mentioned that he is bringing you to the Palace to treat His Majesty. You are the number one divine physician in Jiangnan, so make sure you don’t lose face for our Jiangnan Residence."

When Liao Mingxin heard this, she became somewhat interested.

She now had both money and influence, the only thing she lacked was power. If she could heal the Empress Dowager and earn the Emperor’s protection, plus her money and the Wunian Sect’s support, she would truly reach the pinnacle of this world.

The more she thought about it, the more excited Liao Mingxin became.

And the old Wangfei’s heart was not calm either. Liao Mingxin would be her son’s main wife. If she could heal the Empress Dowager, and the Emperor was happy, perhaps they would be allowed to return to the Imperial City?

Ye Shaohua knew nothing of the Duanwang Residence’s schemes.

She was preparing for that night’s acupuncture.

The Thirteen Ghost Needles, unlike the Nine Yin-Yang Needles, were quite peculiar.

They needed to be performed at the most yin time, which was why Ye Shaohua chose midnight.

The Noble Consort sat in her chair, unable to sleep due to her angina pain, only able to lean against the back of the chair while the Palace Maid stood beside her, soothingly stroking her back to help her breathe.

However, the Noble Consort’s eyes showed a hint of despondency, feeling a premonition that she might not last through this period.

She remembered how when she first entered the Palace, the Luohua Palace was resplendent, and as the foremost of the four Consorts, how glorious she had been.

But now...

She was nothing more than a fallen phoenix.

Ye Shaohua had already inserted a needle into the Noble Consort’s neck and was extremely careful with each needle inserted.

Chu Yunmo and Sikong Mingchen naturally noticed that the acupuncture Ye Shaohua was performing this time was different from the last, likely another set of techniques. Although they were curious, they did not ask.

Because with each needle Ye Shaohua inserted, another layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

One could imagine how difficult this set of acupuncture was.

While initially lost in her thoughts, the Noble Consort felt a warm current in her body, and the pain from angina slowly dissipated. She felt as if floating on clouds, her body light and airy, and soon the Noble Consort, who had been unable to sleep, drifted off.

The next day, as soon as the Noble Consort awoke, she noticed something different from before.

Due to her angina, she would usually wake up feeling palpitations.

But not today. Not only were there no palpitations, but the chronic pain in her forehead was also gone. If it weren’t for her memories, she would suspect she had switched bodies.

The Palace Maid attending to the Noble Consort, upon seeing her get up on her own and looking very healthy,

could not help but widen her eyes in disbelief. Standing at the door for quite a while, she finally came to her senses, "Your Highness, are you healed?"

The courtyard was not big, and hearing the Palace Maid’s voice, Sikong Mingchen also came running over. Seeing his mother Consort looking refreshed and energetic, he was beyond happy, "I knew Miss Ye, the divine physician, could cure you. But she said you still need four more acupuncture treatments to fully recover."

Just getting relief from angina was good enough, but to fully recover?

The Noble Consort had no trust in Ye Shaohua yesterday, but waking up today, she realized she had been a frog in a well.

The Noble Consort thought of the old Wangfei’s demeanor from yesterday, and suddenly spoke up, "Chenchen, your father the Emperor wants me to find a renowned physician – how about Miss Ye, the divine physician?"

She still remembered that the old lord of the Wang Residence was saved by Imperial Physician Ye.

If it weren’t for Imperial Physician Ye, it was uncertain if the Duanwang Residence would still exist.

But now, with Imperial Physician Ye in trouble, this Ye Shaohua living here alone, the Wangfei didn’t even mention it, and she seemed very optimistic about Liao Mingxin in her speech.

The Noble Consort couldn’t help but think, what would the old Wangfei do if she knew that the Ye Family’s orphaned girl had inherited the two great, for centuries incomprehensible, acupuncture techniques?