My Unrivaled Princess: I Won’t Mess With You

Chapter 28 - Glaze Fish



Chapter 28: Glaze Fish

Translator: Sissy That Walk

“Come over here, Murong Yun.” exclaimed Luo Qianqian, she didn’t bother a bit about her face getting dirty.

The cure, to her best knowledge, required eighteen herbs, each was hard to find. Like the one in her hand, it took the herb one hundred years to grow, small as it was, it was surely precious.

This herb was not officially recorded on any medical books, only few knew how precious it was.

“Yeah?” Murong Yun walked towards Luo Qianqian.

Luo Qianqian stood up and handed over Murong Yun the herb like she was presenting him a treasure, “Here, this is for you.”

Su Liancheng was dumbfounded.

So was Feng Qing.

They had seen people sent flowers often, but what was Luo Qianqian doing holding that herb? That herb wasn’t even pretty.

Murong Yun produced a hankerchief, which was also made of yamamai silk.

Murong Yun wiped Luo Qianqian’s face for her, but Luo Qianqian felt a bit shy, she took over the hankerchief and said thanks.

“This herb makes part of your cure, take good care of it if you trust me.”

Hearing that, Murong Yun’s eyes were wide open.

“My… cure…?” said Murong Yun emotionally, for once.

“Yes, your cure, please take good care of it if you trust me, it’s hard to find. I’ll draw some pictures about other herbs so you can pay attention and look for them.”

Why did Luo Qianqian ask Murong Yun to keep the herb?

Because she was lousy at taking care of anything, she once had a cactus, but… the cactus died. It was a cactus!

And she once had a turtle because everyone said turtles are so easy to take care of, and turtles generally had a long life span. However, the turtle didn’t survive a month after she had it.

It baffled to this very day, she did everything she could to take care of it, why the turtle died?

Thus she swore she wouldn’t have any living things since that day. No plants no pets.

‘Does she know what poison that I’m suffering?’

‘That’s impossible, even Doctor Lin couldn’t figure it out.”

But Murong Yun didn’t have any doubt on her, he asked Feng Qing to keep this herb in a safe place.

It was well worth a shot.

Feng Qing took this herb cautiously knowing this herb might cure his master.

Feng Qing collected some soil and left to find a pot.

Su Liancheng walked to Luo Qianqian and asked with concern, “Sister-in-law, can you cure my Brother Eighth?”

Luo Qianqian shrugged and replied honestly, “No.”

“Why did you say that then? Do you know what kind of poison my Brother Eighth is suffering at least?” exclaimed Su Liancheng, poor boy was in shock.

“No, I cannot, but I know someone who can.” Luo Qianqian was not lying, she couldn’t cure Murong Yun, but her Xiao Bai could.

She trusted her Xiao Bai one hundred percent.

Well, she was kind of lying, because her Xiao Bai was not technically “someone”, it was a cute furry fox.

“Are you serious? My good sister-in-law?”

“Of course, why do I bother to lie to you? What can I get from that? Why don’t want my fiance to be cured?” retorted Luo Qianqian.

Su Liancheng nodded and was lost in thought.

They arrived at the lake while they were chatting, it was sparkling in the morning sun, so soothing. Fish and carps were swimming freely and lotus flowers were waving to them amid the gentle breeze.

Other visitors who were also enjoying the scenery turned to look at them in unison.

“What’s going on today? Look at those beautiful people! Who are they?”

“Who knows, look at that pretty girl, I think she is prettier than the Princess in the capital city.” said one visitor.

“Ahem, have you met the Princess? But, this girl is very pretty.” the visitor’s friend talked back.

Luo Qianqian wasn’t paying attention to those gaze, she was distracted by those fishers by the lake, she was seeing something really interesting.

Murong Yun swept across those men who kept staring at Luo Qianqian intimidatingly.

Those men soon realized staring at the girl was a wrong move, she was taken.

Su Liancheng found that amusing, ‘is… is Brother Eighth being jealous? Haha, I cannot believe that.”

But Su Liancheng now looked at Luo Qianqian like she was the goddess, the goddess who could save his Brother Eighth.

He was overjoyed just thinking about the possibilities that his Brother Eighth stood a chance to get cured.

Recently there were people who were biting off more than they could chew, they wished to stand against Brother Eighth!

He would make sure they would only reach an epic failure.

Luo Qianqian was still staring at those fishers, she couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

Those fishers would disembowel the fish as soon as they had the fish in a barrel, but the fish looked nothing like the fish she had see, the fish was crystal clear, and there was no blood after they were disemboweled, the wounds would just disappear within seconds. Most importantly, it was gold that was in their bellies.

Some were the size of rice, while some were as big as jujubees.

“Murong Yun, what is that?” asked Luo Qianqian in shock, she tried to search her memory as well, but she got nothing.

She couldn’t blame Luo Qianqian for not knowing about this, for she barely had left her room in her life.

Murong Yun explained, “It’s called ‘Glaze Fish’, they produce gold in their bellies.”

“But why would the wounds disappear within just seconds?”

Murong Yun continued, “It’s born this way, you could see it as a species of the immemorial, if it helps. It would always cure itself within seconds.”

“It will only die if it’s being eaten or split apart?” added Luo Qianqian.

“Correct.”

The heck? What a great opportunity to have gold!

Murong Yun had seen her through, “Not all glaze fish could produce gold, even the ones who could, they need time to produce again once the gold was taken away.”

Su Liancheng was dumbfounded, he couldn’t believe this talkative person who was standing in front of him was his Brother Eighth.

His Brother Eighth would normally kept silent whole day, all day.

But look at him now!


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