In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me!-Chapter 212: Rumors and Misunderstandings
He had to admit, the Beirong royal family truly cared about Gongsun Xing.
This Huimo Ink was clearly the imperial ink from the royal study and anyone else using it would be considered a grave act of disrespect, yet they had allowed Gongsun Xing to use it.
Still, Yue Mingxuan could understand it to some extent.
Cultivating a good relationship with such a renowned doctor could be useful, if one fell ill, suffered poisoning, or had some sudden ailment, the chances of surviving would naturally be higher than others.
After all, everyone feared death.
Shaking his head to clear his wandering thoughts, Yue Mingxuan calmed himself.
Surrounded by the subtle fragrance of Huimo ink, he focused intently on the notebook in his hands.
Outside, bamboo swayed gently in the breeze; inside, a small incense burner sent thin streams of fragrant smoke into the air.
A few plates of fruit lay nearby and the two people inside bent over to read their books.
If one did not know better, the harmonious atmosphere could easily lead someone to mistake them for a newlywed couple.
Time passed, minute by minute, and Yue Mingxuan’s brows furrowed slightly, not because Gongsun Xing’s notes were particularly difficult, but because the content recorded was what Yue Mingxuan had overlooked in his own daily diagnoses.
Rather than being just his notebook, it felt more like a personalized guide written specifically for him.
While feeling grateful, he also felt a touch of melancholy.
Gongsun Xing had only observed him diagnose patients twice, yet he could write such detailed notes.
It was clear, in terms of medical talent, Yue Mingxuan knew he would never catch up, even if he rode a horse for the rest of his life.
He didn’t know how much time had passed.
By the time Yue Mingxuan finally closed the notebook, the sky outside had darkened to a deep ink color.
Gongsun Xing looked up, plucked a plum, and tossed it into his mouth. "Well? Finished reading?"
Yue Mingxuan nodded and solemnly gave him a bow. "Master, your disciple has learned."
Although there were still some things he did not fully understand, through this notebook, his medical skills would undoubtedly improve qualitatively.
Gongsun Xing did not flinch but accepted the bow gracefully.
Yue Mingxuan was indeed intelligent and perceptive, a truly promising pupil. "I’ve accepted your bow, but don’t speak of master and disciple again. At most, I’ve offered guidance on your medical skills. It doesn’t count as teaching you anything."
Seeing that he insisted, Yue Mingxuan said no more.
Just then, the door suddenly opened and Shang Qinghua stood outside with a trace of anger on his face.
For some reason, Yue Mingxuan suddenly felt guilty under Shang Qinghua’s gaze.
He closed the notebook in his hands and silently shifted slightly closer to Gongsun Xing.
Shang Qinghua’s face was already dark with fury.
If palace staff hadn’t accidentally let slip today, he wouldn’t have known that Yue Mingxuan had spent nearly the entire day alone with Gongsun Xing.
Now, seeing Yue Mingxuan’s movement, his suppressed anger intensified.
With a hint of mockery, he said, "What’s this? Am I that terrifying? Is that why you’re so eager to seek protection from him?"
Seeing Shang Qinghua’s obviously confrontational tone, Gongsun Xing frowned. "Prince Shang, please watch your words and behavior."
Shang Qinghua sneered. "I should be the one reminding Miracle Doctor Gongsun. Although Yue Mingxuan is a Ger but still, alone in a room with him is not appropriate. People outside would said that he want to take advantage of you."
Hearing Shang Qinghua’s words growing increasingly absurd and Yue Mingxuan’s face flushed with anger. "Shang Qinghua, don’t assume everyone is as filthy minded as you are."
He was practically insane, always needing to comment on someone.
"If you’re righteous, why fear what others say?" Shang Qinghua who is skilled in argument and provocation easily cornered Yue Mingxuan with just a few words, leaving him momentarily speechless.
At that moment, Gongsun Xing spoke slowly: "Matters of Silver Needle Sect are not for Prince Shang to interfere in. Moreover, what Yue Mingxuan and I choose to do is none of your concern."
After speaking, he made a slight demonstrative gesture and pulling Yue Mingxuan closer to his chest.
"As the young master of Silver Needle Sect, Yue Mingxuan is quite a suitable match for me."
Gongsun Xing’s actions and words left Yue Mingxuan stunned.
He had seen Gongsun Xing in all sorts of intimate situations with others before, but now, heavens, he didn’t want to be hunted down by the entire Sword Forge Villa.
Rumor had it that many of Gongsun Xing’s admirers in the martial world were highly skilled; Yue Mingxuan could almost envision his future life full of misfortune.
Feeling Yue Mingxuan stiffness in his arms, Gongsun Xing’s lips curved into a slight smile.
He wanted to see what Shang Qinghua could possibly say in response to this.
"So, does this mean Yue Mingxuan will become the young master’s wife of Silver Needle Sect?" Shang Qinghua attempted to smile, but a trace of bitterness lingered in his voice.
Silver Needle Sect was indeed Yue Mingxuan’s best refuge, even better than his future in Beirong Kingdom.
He should have said a few words of blessing, but no matter how he tried, he could not bring himself to speak.
Hearing this, Yue Mingxuan hurriedly tried to retort: "You said wha..."
His words were cut off by Gongsun Xing.
"There’s no need to inform Prince Shang about our future. If you feel well enough, you may return to your residence now."
Hearing Gongsun Xing dismiss him, Shang Qinghua did not argue further.
Before leaving, he paused and said, "Gongsun Xing, remember the words you spoke today."
If Gongsun Xing treated Yue Mingxuan sincerely, his remaining life would surely be safe and joyful.
Hearing Shang Qinghua say this, Yue Mingxuan’s face flushed red.
He broke free from Gongsun Xing’s hold, strode to the door, and shouted toward his retreating back, "It’s none of your business! Don’t pretend to care about me!"
