While he didn’t know what the pill was made of, it truly was effective on Muwei; at least, she didn’t suffer at night anymore.

  Lu Fenying was too strong for Qian’er to defy. She simply lowered her head and kept pleading to be let go.

  Lu Fenying sterilized her hand, smeared medication on it, and wrapped it in a bandage. Only then did he realize that the Daoist nun was no longer making a sound.

  The moment he released her, she fell on one side on the couch. She had actually cried herself to sleep.

  She was curled in on herself even in sleep, like a thin and weak cub.

  There were tear tracks on her face as well.

  Lu Fenying stood up and looked down at her, wondering what sort of trauma this Daoist nun had experienced before her conversion.

  But even then, why was she scared of him?

  He frowned. This girl’s behavior couldn’t help but remind him of Mo Qian’er. He wondered where that wretched maid had run off to.

  “Disciple!” A voice interrupted Lu Fenying’s thinking.

  Gu Bailu charged in and hugged Qian’er. Seeing the injuries on her hand and her face, she looked at Lu Fenying angrily. “Your Highness, I’m here with my disciple to make medicine for you, and this is how you repay us?”


  Lu Fenying said coldly, “I’m not idle enough to bully your disciple.”


  “You didn’t do anything? Then why are my disciple’s face and hand injured, when she was perfectly fine before she delivered the pill to you? Give me an explanation!”


  “You can ask herself.” Lu Fenying sat back in his chair.

  He was quite vexed as well. The Daoist nun reminded him of that damn woman Mo Qian’er, who had run away even though he had given her so much status and dignity.

  Was he really a ferocious beast? Why were they so scared of him?

  “Your Highness, if this is your attitude, we won’t make pills for you anymore,” Gu Bailu said fiercely as she picked Qian’er up.

  This was partly her fault. She had been hasty in getting Qian’er to confront her fear; she hadn’t known it was this bad.

  On Gu Bailu’s way here, Red Wolf said that Qian’er stabbed herself with a needle as if she had gone crazy.

  This was a psychological issue. Qian’er had self-harming tendencies because of Lu Fenying. Gu Bailu shouldn’t have let a patient face their fear alone. This was her fault.

  Perhaps, Qian’er would be forever trapped in this deep fear, unable to ever walk out again.

  She couldn’t blame Qian’er. Those who had never experienced abuse would never understand how devastating it could be.

  “You wouldn’t dare.” Lu Fenying glared at her fiercely as he released killing intent.

  Gu Bailu chuckled. “Let’s see if I dare.”


  Lu Fenying felt the urge to kill her. If anybody else talked to him like that, he would’ve killed them already.

  But he knew he couldn’t do anything yet. They couldn’t die since they had the medicine to cure Muwei.

  “Don’t even think about putting us under house arrest or anything. My disciple is too scared of you to make any pills. As for me, I would rather die than let you mistreat me. You should think before you act, Your Highness.”


  Gu Bailu left the study with Qian’er in her arms.

  She hoped Qian’er could be able to get through this. As long as she could persist, there was still hope.

  She prayed that Qian’er wouldn’t be forever trapped in her fear.

  She was anxious to return to the western courtyard and examine Qian’er. She had to pull her out of this fear first, whatever it may take.

  Red Wolf was about to stop her, when Lu Fenying raised his hand. “No need.”


  Red Wolf went over to him. “That woman is too unbridled.”


  “She has the right to act unbridled. I don’t think she’s a simple Daoist nun.” Lu Fenying stroked his face and looked at Red Wolf. “Do I look very scary?”