Chapter 19: The Eye of Life as a Medicinal Guide

the fact that Nangong Ye was watching her from behind. The smile in his eyes was more enchanting than the clear wind and bright moon.My ears are slightly warm.Qingxuan drank a glass of water and turn...As soon as he finished speaking, his neck was suddenly lifted by her hand.

Then he saw her slip the silver note she had just given him under his pillow.

"There are forty-nine silver notes inside. I've only taken one now, to replenish supplies. After all, there will be many days to come. What's more, I don't know any martial arts. If I went out and encountered a thief or bandit, wouldn't that be a heavy loss"

Qingxuan, after finishing her words, mischievously winked at him.

It turns out she didn't mean to leave.

I don't mean to find the first face noodles!

In that moment, he stared blankly at the sparkle in her eyes, and all his self-doubt and gloom vanished.

He slightly opened his lips, the words hadn't even reached his mouth when Qingxuan spoke first.

Just like stroking a puppy, Qingxuan touched the top of his head: "I was just joking with you."

Such a touch, it was something he clearly disliked. In the past, that person's hand would have been severed long ago. But now, he...

Well, it feels very reassuring and enjoyable.

If she could go out, there were still quite a few things she wanted to buy after going out today. Thinking about this, she didn't hesitate any longer.

After tidying herself up briefly and pulling out a silk fan belonging to Nangong Ye as a veil, she hurried through the secret passageway and left the palace.

When seeing Qingxuan's back disappear, Nangong Ye did not forget to remind her behind: "Qingxuan, be careful of everything."

After Qingxuan left completely, Nangong Ye's voice rang out in the room.

"Yu'er, if my body could truly recover as before, I would never disappoint you."

On the bustling street, people came and went. This was Qingxuan's first time shopping since crossing over.

"As expected of Ping Le Street, the most prosperous street in this capital city. The shops lining both sides of the street offer everything imaginable. Today, she came out of the manor primarily to purchase food items, such as dried and storable poultry like chicken and duck, as well as dry rations and pastries that could be used for everyday meals."

Originally, Qingxuan still wanted to buy some herbs, but if she were to decoct them in the yard, the smell would definitely attract attention. Now that her special medicines could completely treat and control Nangong Ye's current condition, there was no need to rush to buy more medicine.

According to the original owner's memory, Qingxuan came to the most famous pastry shop on Ping Le Street.

Standing at the entrance of the pastry shop, Qingxuan's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, and her heart felt a dull pang of discomfort.

When the original owner was little, she often ate the pastries at this shop, and she and her mother loved the rose osmanthus cake here the most. However, after Marquis Qi cold-shouldered her mother, they never ate pastries from here again.

Just before her mother passed away, she was still trying to find a way to secretly save money so that on her mother's birthday, she could buy her the rose almond pastries from here to eat.

Unfortunately, the original owner didn't wait for their mother's birthday before their mother was hit by a carriage and died tragically.

Thinking about this, Qingxuan put the pastries and dried meat she had bought into her ring space before going to visit her mother's grave.

Before the tombstone, Qingxuan placed a rose almond pastry.

Although I'm not her, I inherited this body. You are my mother. I will find the murderer who killed you.

Qingxuan bowed to the tombstone and, as she was about to leave, suddenly heard a heart-wrenching cry coming from afar.

"Little uncle, please! I beg you! I'll find a way to repay the money for my parents' funeral. Please don't let anyone dig out my eyes to make medicine!"

Qingxuan couldn't help but be astonished. What kind of situation was this, that they would use human eyes to make medicine

She followed the sound toward a nearby bamboo grove and soon saw a girl, about sixteen years old, dressed in mourning clothes, being dragged by a middle-aged man with a roguish face.

"If it weren't for your whole face being covered in black birthmarks, looking even scarier than a demon, I would have sold you to a brothel long ago to pay off my debts! Now, I'm just going to dig out your eyes. I'm not trying to kill you!"

The young girl cried, gasping for breath: "Uncle, back then my parents also treated you kindly. When you owed money to the gambling den, it was my parents who used the family savings to pay off your debt, saving you from being cut off at the hands. If not for that, I wouldn't be without money to bury my parents now and have to come to you for a loan. Uncle, you can't be so ungrateful!" parried both of his sword techniques in a row."Wu Zilin used two consecutive holy-grade sword techniques, but they were both reflected by Gu Changqing."He probably can't use the third sword technique...