Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed

Chapter 51: Rescue

Translator: Storm in a Teacup

With a faint smile, An Rushuang suddenly recalled a man she encountered in her previous life.

Young as he was, that man had already been famous in the capital. At that time, An Rushuang was pregnant and once she went out with Princess Anyang. She happened to feel uncomfortable and asked that man to diagnose for her.

An Rushuang heard him talking about his master Bian Wen with huge sadness. At that time the Northern Kingdom had already collapsed.

“Have you ever heard of Bian Wen, the offspring of Bian Que?”

Shaking her head, An Rushuang replied a “No”.

Later, An Rushuang got to know that after a coup in Northern Kingdom, the real Crown Prince was sent out of the palace while the fake one was poisoned to death and his physician Bian Wen also suffered badly from this coup.

When An Rushuang heard about these in her last life, she lamented.

But now everything seemed clearer, An Rushuang asked, “Sir, how many students do you have?”

Hearing this question, the old man did not figure out her intention; so he hummed, “Apart from the dumb Ye Chengzhi, I have only one student. He was clever, but I failed to save him...” His words obviously showed his dissatisfaction towards Ye Chengzhi.

An Rushuang nodded and said, “Now I know in what way you could correct the mistake, sir.”

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“How?” asked Bian Wen. Asking so, he couldn’t help looking through the cracks of the door to see who the girl was. She had called him quack several minutes ago; but now she managed to tell his background in such an easy way. Even men did not necessarily have such views and knowledge. Who on earth was this girl?

Since An Rushuang stood in the backlight, he couldn’t see her clearly. He could only see her wearing a haze-coloured dress.

“Correct your mistake from the very beginning. But first of all, you have to find where the Crown Prince of Northern Kingdom is,” Replied An Rushuang.

Hearing this, Bian Wen was so shocked that his cloudy eyes were focused on her.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Ye Chengzhi suddenly felt that An Rushuang seemed to be more familiar with his master and his senior fellow who he had never seen.

It was really strange. It seemed that Ye Chengzhi had been under the woman’s control at the very beginning.

Thinking so, he heard a “crack” and then Ye Chengzhi was totally astonished that his little eyes were wide open and short eyebrows were highly raised.

What did he see? His master who hated talking with strangers and even refused to see him just opened the door for Miss An.

Bian Wen had not seen sunlight for a long time. It was sunny in the spring and the sunlight fell on his disabled legs. He suddenly felt some warmness on his legs. Feeling the fresh air outside, he took a sigh before looking at the girl in a haze-colored dress.

“Do you know what you are talking about?”

Feeling Bian Wen’s gaze, An Rushuang curved her lips and said elegantly, “Sir, I’m An Rushuang. Nice to meet you. I’ll be responsible for what I said. But if you want to find him, you will need a lot of hands and financial support. I can help you with that and in return I hope you can also do me a favour.” Raising her head, An Rushuang did not show any timidity. Even when she was threatening others, she still sounded gentle and warm.

What a lady!

She was as beautiful as the blooming flowers while she was also tough and persistent, unlike flowers in the greenhouse. Thinking that she was kicking at his door previously, Bian Wen couldn’t help smiling at her with slight surprise.

Ye Chengzhi was even astonished. What on earth did he see?

His master who had only one single expression during these years now could smile. Not daring to say anything in front of his master, Ye Chengzhi could only burry his complaint in his heart.

“Have you brought some servants?” said Bain Wen after taking a long breath.

Hearing this, both of them were stunned.

What did he mean?

“How can I get on the coach without servants helping me?”

An Rushuang was so excited that she quickly called the carter and Ye Chengzhi to help Bian Wen onto the coach. It was not far from the An Manor. After around half an hour, the carter said, “Miss An, we’ve arrived.”

Then they helped Bian Wen to the West Room of Liuxi Pavilion.

Seeing Bian Wen, a disabled physician, Hong Yu was totally confused. How could Miss An ask a disabled man to cure Nanny Liu? If he was really skilled, how could his legs be like that?

Hong Yu looked at Miss An with great confusion, only to find her calmly watching the old man acupuncture Nanny Liu without any worries.

Although the old man looked slovenly, his acupuncture for Nanny Liu were very swift. With three silver needles inserted on her neck, Nanny Liu stopped bleeding and looked much more relieved.

After the treatment, the old man began to reprimand Ye Chengzhi, “Do you know why I didn’t allow you to practice acupuncture in five years?”

Lowering his head, Ye Chengzhi replied, “Master, I know I am not skilled enough. If I do so, it is no less than killing others.”

Hearing this, Hong Yu was shocked and looked at Ye Chengzhi who showed great respect to the old man. The old man was indeed his master!

Touching his beard, Bian Wen scoffed, “Good! Keep in mind that acupuncture can save a life as well as take a life. It is about life and death. You couldn’t be more careful about it.”

Ye Chengzhi listened to him obediently.

Saying so, Bian Wen glanced at An Rushuang and continued, “Otherwise, others will accuse you of being a quack and killing lives.”

Hearing this, An Rushuang felt a little embarrassed. This old man did hold a grudge!