The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 897 - 776, Incomplete

"You’re not going to tell me you plan to stick this needle into me, are you?"

Prince Ping stared wide-eyed as Gu Jian opened his silver needle pack, finding it impossible not to swallow nervously.

Without a word, Gu Jian swiftly inserted a needle into Prince Ping’s back.

"Ah~"

A sound like that of a slaughtering pig erupted.

Daohua was startled and hastened to comfort him, "Prince, relax, don’t be tense. Acupuncture doesn’t actually hurt."

"Uh..."

The scream ceased abruptly as Prince Ping awkwardly looked at Daohua.

By this time, Gu Jian had already begun the second needle insertion.

Indeed, he didn’t feel any pain.

"Hehe~"

Prince Ping laughed uneasily, having embarrassed himself again in front of his future daughter-in-law.

Alas, he worried that he really couldn’t put on the act of being a father-in-law in the future.

Well, if he couldn’t act the part, so be it. At the very least, he needed to get his illness treated.

"That Yan girl, you tell your master to treat me well; I shan’t treat him poorly," he said, pausing for effect, "nor will I treat you poorly."

Daohua glanced at her own master, seeing him calm and collected as he inserted the needles, and she said with a smile, "Prince, rest assured, Xiao Yeyang has always held my master in high regard. You are his father; my master will surely treat you well."

Prince Ping nodded with satisfaction.

Gu Jian had wanted Prince Ping to taste a bit of hardship, but seeing him so unguarded, he sighed to himself—perhaps it wasn’t bad for Xiaojiu to grow up like this considering the many scheming individuals within the Imperial Family.

Half an hour later, Gu Jian packed away his silver needles.

"Is it finished?"

Prince Ping stood up doubtfully, moved his body around, and suddenly his face brightened with joy, "Old Master Gu, indeed your medical skills are profound. I feel much lighter now."

Daohua turned her head away, struggling to hold back her laughter.

Prince Ping had no real ailment; her master had merely used the needles to clear his meridians.

"Prince, your circulation is a bit sluggish. From now on, come to Four Seasons Manor every few days. My master can help you with body conditioning."

Prince Ping nodded eagerly, then shook his head after a moment, "Coming to Tangyu Mountain every few days is too troublesome. How about this—I’ll send a carriage to pick up Old Master Gu so he can come to the Prince Residence to administer the acupuncture."

Gu Jian gave Prince Ping a cool glance, "You fear the hassle, but you think I do not?"

Daohua joined in, "Prince, my master is so old, how can you bear to have him shuttle back and forth in a carriage?"

Seeing Daohua’s reproachful look, Prince Ping felt somewhat wronged.

He was a prince, after all. He wanted Old Master Gu to treat him; Gu should be grateful.

"Cure it or don’t cure it!"

Gu Jian ’harrumphed’, preparing to leave. As he turned, he stumbled over a pebble.

Daohua quickly steadied Gu Jian.

"I am not—"

Daohua cut Gu Jian off, exclaiming, "Master, are you suffering from heat stroke?" freēwēbnovel.com

Gu Jian paused, then realized that somehow, all the servants around them and Xiaojiu’s servants were gone. Seeing his disciple winking furiously at him, he knew she was up to mischief.

Glancing at the nearby Prince Ping, Gu Jian cleared his throat, nodding, "Yes, I do feel a bit of heat stroke. I was completely focused while administering the needles just now, and I feel a bit dizzy."

Hearing this, Daohua immediately looked pitifully at Prince Ping.

Prince Ping, bewildered by her gaze, asked, "Why are you looking at me?"

Daohua looked troubled, "Prince, the servants I brought had to leave for something, and my master is feeling dizzy... I’m afraid he can’t walk..."

Prince Ping laughed, "I thought it was something serious. No matter, I’ll have Huai En carry your master to the main courtyard." Looking to his side as he spoke.

"Hm?"

Prince Ping looked around, "Where is Huai En?"

Daohua also feigned confusion but thought to herself that Dongli was truly the Emperor’s man, even having misled Huai En away.

"Damn you, Huai En, to leave without a word! When I see him, he will certainly be taught a lesson," Prince Ping said, visibly annoyed.

Seeing Daohua still looking at him with wide eyes and supporting Old Master Gu as if overwhelmed, Prince Ping paused, then looking astonished at Daohua, pointed to himself, "You don’t mean to suggest that I should carry him, do you?"

Listening to Prince Ping’s disdainful and reluctant tone, Gu Jian felt increasingly uncomfortable and was about to speak up when a voice came from a path nearby.

"Who is it over there?"

Daohua was startled; her master shouldn’t be seen by outsiders. She felt at ease since the trip was under Dongli’s arrangements.

However, one unexpected event after another kept cropping up.

Running into Prince Ping was one thing, but other outsiders really should not have come into contact.

"Master, let’s hurry back to the front courtyard."

Saying this, Daohua was about to support Gu Jian to leave.

Yet at this moment, a group of people emerged from a side path.

"So, it’s Uncle Prince Ping!"

The Crown Prince, the second prince, the third prince, the fourth prince, and the fifth prince, all five princes who were on duty at court, had all arrived.

Prince Ping looked at the princes and asked, "What are you doing here?"

The Crown Prince glanced at Daohua and Gu Jian, then smiled and saluted Prince Ping, "Reporting to Uncle, the Empress Dowager has been ill, and we, her grandsons, came to the temple to pray for her well-being."

Hearing this, Gu Jian, who had been sizing up the princes, suddenly ’hmphed.’

The Crown Prince, hearing that, couldn’t help but look over.

He recognized Daohua. After all, someone who dared to confront the Jiang Family’s madams head-on, talk back to the Empress Dowager, and disrespect Princess Consort Ma’s tea—after all these incidents, it was hard for the princes not to know of him.

But this old man’s face was unfamiliar...

The Crown Prince carefully recalled the nobles in the capital, confirming there was no such person.

To ’hmph’ at the princes—this one had quite the audacity.

Although the Crown Prince was irked internally, seeing Daohua supporting Gu Jian and Prince Ping standing to the side, he didn’t show his temper and instead asked with a light smile, "May I know who this is?"

Prince Ping slapped his hand excitedly and said with a laugh, "Yeheng, you’ve arrived just in time. Old Master Gu has suffered a heatstroke; help this Prince carry him to the front courtyard."

The Crown Prince looked at Prince Ping as if he’d heard some unbelievable joke, stunned.

Expecting him, the Crown Prince of Daxia, to carry an old man on his back?

Daohua glanced at her master but didn’t rush to speak.

Prince Ping urged, "What are you standing around for, carry him! Old Master Gu’s medical skills are extraordinary, this Prince will need him to look after my health in the future."

The Crown Prince took a deep breath to maintain the smile on his face, "Uncle Prince Ping, my personal eunuch is just behind us; why not wait for him to arrive and let the eunuch carry him?"

Prince Ping frowned, "How long would that take? Old Master Gu is dizzy and needs to rest." He saw that the Crown Prince was reluctant to carry, so his gaze involuntarily fell on the second prince and the others standing behind him.

The second prince, the third prince, and the fifth prince all averted their gazes, avoiding eye contact with Prince Ping.

Seeing their reaction, Prince Ping was infuriated.

Here he was, an uncle to them, asking them to do a small favor, and not one was willing.

The Crown Prince, seeing Prince Ping’s face turn sour, thought for a moment and then directly called out loudly to the fourth prince, "Fourth Brother, you carry this old master."

The fourth prince looked at the Crown Prince, then at the second, third, and fifth princes, who were minding their own business, and silently moved forward.

Seeing the fourth prince willing, Prince Ping’s face immediately brightened, "Yezhen really understands duty."

Gu Jian glanced at the fourth prince who had come before him, saw him clench his fists briefly, and then silently crouched down.

Seeing this, Gu Jian furrowed his brow.

Indeed, princes were born with noble status; asking them to carry an old man, anyone would probably find it humiliating.

"If you don’t want to, forget it."

With these words, the fourth prince didn’t stand up. Instead, he turned his head to look at Gu Jian and proactively embraced his legs, "Old master, hold on to my shoulders."

Gu Jian stood still. Prince Ping, thinking Gu Jian was embarrassed, came over and personally helped him lean onto the back of the fourth prince.

"All set, you can go!"

Gu Jian glanced at the fourth prince carrying him but ultimately held his tongue.

Fine, carry it is—he could bear it.

Daohua, trailing by a step, asked the Prince Ping by her side, "Prince, my master already refused to be carried by the fourth prince, why does he still insist on doing it?"

Prince Ping pointed to his ear, "Yezhen is deaf in his left ear; he probably didn’t hear what your master said."

Daohua was shocked, "How did that happen?"

Prince Ping sighed and lowered his voice, "Years ago, during the Empress Dowager’s birthday celebration, several princes and the siblings from the Jiang Family were competing in archery on horseback. Yezhen’s horse got spooked somehow, causing him to fall from the horse, headfirst. That’s when his ear became deaf."

Daohua’s eyes widened, "Was it the fault of the Jiang siblings?"

Prince Ping glared at her, "Don’t go blabbing about everything. The Emperor father asked Yezhen, and Yezhen said it was his own carelessness."

Daohua looked at the retreating back of the fourth prince, not quite believing that explanation. However, she couldn’t be bothered to delve into it; these princes had nothing to do with her.

Prince Ping, as if in a playful mood, continued talking to Daohua, "Yezhen is quite smart, accomplished in both letters and martial arts. Unfortunately, his mother was a palace maid, with no maternal clan to protect him; he was inherently at a disadvantage compared to the other princes. Now that he’s also deaf, even though he’s already serving at court, he still doesn’t have much presence."

Daohua looked enlightened, no wonder the Crown Prince was so casual in ordering the fourth prince.