Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 34 - 033 Prime Minister Residences Number One Talented

Chapter 34: 033 Prime Minister Residence’s Number One Talented Lady (15) – First Update

Chapter 34: 033 Prime Minister Residence’s Number One Talented Lady (15) – First Update

Ye Huaijin was always proud and aloof, dressed in fine brocade, his elegance unmatched, as if the phrase “pure as the cloud and moon” were tailor-made for him.

This was the first time he had ever humbled himself to ask someone for help.

Seeing him like this, Bai Zhenzhen couldn’t help but recall the first time she saw Ye Huaijin, when the proud Ye Huaijin hadn’t even given her a proper glance, and now, he was lowering his noble head to ask for her help.

Thinking about it gave her an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Ye Huaijin, so you have days like this too!

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“Young Master!” Mo Hen, who came with a bowl of black medicine, immediately became furious.

“Don’t beg her, she clearly has no good intentions,” Mo Hen tossed the medicine into the hands of the Crown Prince’s personal guard and pulled on Ye Huaijin’s sleeve, urging him to leave, “I’ll take you to the Lady; for such a trivial matter, she’ll have a solution!”

The Crown Prince’s Dark Guard, holding the steady bowl of medicine in his palm, took a long while to regain his senses.

They were so far apart, yet not a drop of medicine had been spilled.

Bai Zhenzhen watched Ye Huaijin and Mo Hen leave, covering her lips to mockingly scoff, “Yes, your first talented lady has a way.”

She put extra emphasis on the words “first talented lady.”

She wanted to see, without her, Bai Zhenzhen, how they planned to convince the reclusive experts of Medicine Stone Valley to come out when they were known for their quirks.

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When Mo Hen and Ye Huaijin returned to the Ye Residence, they encountered the Prime Minister, Li Taishi, who had come to seek Ye Shaohua.

Presumably, Ye Shaohua still had not seen him, as disbelief was written all over Li Taishi’s face.

Forget General Su, what’s going on with Li Taishi?

Ye Huaijin suppressed the doubts in his heart and headed for Ye Shaohua’s courtyard.

When they entered, they found Ye Shaohua speaking with a man in black, but sensing the newcomers, the man in black vanished in the blink of an eye by jumping out the window.

Such skill was comparable to the empire’s top experts… Ye Huaijin’s eyes grew darker and his gaze lingered on Ye Shaohua without moving away.

Over the years, Ye Huaijin had not been oblivious to the forces gathering around Ye Shaohua; he hadn’t paid much attention at first, until later when Ye Shaohua casually offered ten thousand taels worth of grain from the border and effortlessly spoke strategies of troop deployment… and the increasingly frequent visits by the talented Li Taishi asking for her advice.

He knew his sister was far from the simple persona she presented.

The more he interacted with her, the more mysterious she seemed.

Not to mention the Crown Prince, even as an outsider, he would be involuntarily attracted to her.

Mo Hen didn’t sense anything unusual and indignantly shared everything that had happened, “Miss, since you’ve not been going out these past two days, you might not be aware, but that Bai Family person and the third prince, they clearly want the Crown Prince to die.”

Ye Shaohua only now learned about the Crown Prince’s serious illness as the Ye Family had not revealed it to her.

“How many doses of his medicine have been administered?” Ye Shaohua asked as she idly played with a plain folding fan, looking towards Mo Hen, her eyes ebbing with a glint of liquid luster.

She was not surprised by the Crown Prince’s condition.

This was something Ye Huaijin had not expected.

Mo Hen counted on her fingers and replied, “Starting from when the Crown Prince came back from the battlefield, about ten doses.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Shaohua headed for the door.

“Hey—Miss, where are you going?” Ye Huaijin hadn’t reacted, but Mo Hen spoke up.

Ye Shaohua snapped her pure white fan closed with a “pop” and carelessly tapped it against the palm of her other hand. Leaning against the door frame, she glanced over with a half-smile, “To find someone. As for the Crown Prince, just leave him to me.”

After Ye Shaohua departed, there was no word from her for several days, and Mo Hen also stopped bringing medicine to the Crown Prince.

This caused quite a bit of surprise in the Imperial City. Was the Ye Residence intending to give up on the Crown Prince?

But was it not a bit too late to look back now?

However, their suspicions were soon quelled; the Crown Prince collapsed and vomited blood in the Imperial Study Room, unresponsive. The Emperor exploded in anger, summoning all the Imperial Physicians, only to be told in the end, “Medicine Stone cannot cure.”

Before the Crown Prince’s Palace stood almost the entire Royal Court.

Among them, prominently, were the Third Prince and Bai Zhenzhen.

Inside, the Emperor’s roar still echoed: “What use do I have for all you quacks? Get out! All of you, get out!”

A line of Imperial Physicians scurried out, tumbling over themselves, fearing that if they were a second slower, the Emperor might chop off their heads.

“Such a pity,” said the Crown Prince of Cloud Country, clasping his hands behind his back, his voice tinged with coolness, “He was a rare talent.”

The historian behind him nodded in agreement but then remembered the purpose of his visit. He took out an envelope and handed it to the Crown Prince, “There has been trouble in Jiangnan.”

The Crown Prince of Cloud Country, without any concern for appearances, began reading on the spot. His eyes, previously indifferent, suddenly paused upon a particular line — The medicinal family from Jiangnan, the Xiu Family, had vanished.

The Xiu Family’s treasured Ginseng, cultivated for many years, had disappeared without a trace.

Such neat and decisive methods… as the Crown Prince’s slender fingertips touched the paper, white on white, he asked, “Remember what happened three years ago?”

“Of course,” the historian replied, straightening up with solemnity.

Three years prior, the richest family of Jiangnan, the Shen Family, had met the same fate. The only difference was the outcome: the Shen Family was renamed with the title “Gu,” and under that person’s influence, they leaped to become the wealthiest across several nations, finally establishing their headquarters in their own Cloud Country.

The Shen Family couldn’t stop smiling with delight.

“Do you think… it’s her handiwork?” The Crown Prince of Cloud Country turned his body slightly, eyes clearly bright.

The historian was taken aback.

This thunderous, awe-inspiring approach was indeed identical to that person’s methods.

Besides, apart from her, it seemed impossible to find anyone else capable of such deeds.

“Let’s go,” the Crown Prince of Cloud Country suddenly looked up sharply, “to Jiangnan.”

But before he could move, he saw a line of people entering from outside the Palace.

Leading them was Ye Shaohua, who hadn’t been seen for several days. In one hand, she held a folding fan, and in the other, a black package, followed closely by a man in a green robe, hurrying along.

At her arrival, the tense, sorrowful hearts of Ye Huaijin and the others were suddenly relieved.

The Crown Prince of Cloud Country paused for a moment as well.

The Third Prince, gazing at the man behind Ye Shaohua, suddenly recognized him — it was none other than the divine healer Zu Huan whom he had met before!

With the throne within his grasp, he did not know what great skills Zu Huan possessed, but at this moment, he absolutely couldn’t allow him to go in.

The Empress understood the Third Prince’s glance.

Ye Shaohua had always been low-key. The Empress always thought of her as just a lady of the inner chambers with a bit of cleverness—that’s all. When the Third Prince didn’t want Ye Shaohua, she was the first to support him.

Ye Shaohua and Bai Zhenzhen could only be close to one, and both the Empress and the Third Prince made their choice without hesitation: Bai Zhenzhen, who possessed the second greatest wealth of the Wang Dynasty.

The Empress had several eunuchs block Ye Shaohua to prevent her from entering and spoiling their plans.

Ye Shaohua’s steps halted, and she lifted her gaze, her eyes cold, “Scram.”

“Lady Ye, His Majesty has ordered that no one is allowed to disturb the Crown Prince. It’s inappropriate for you to bring an unknown person inside. You should consider the Prime Minister Residence’s position, right?” Bai Zhenzhen did not understand why, but she felt repulsed at the sight of Ye Shaohua, wishing she could trample her into the mud.

However, the news that she was the founder of the elegant tower had not yet spread; she feared that once it did, the Ye Family would shamelessly come crawling to her.

Thinking of this, Bai Zhenzhen’s eyes gradually relaxed. The wealth she had created at her age was considered a miracle even in modern times, let alone in the backward ancient times.

Suddenly, Ye Shaohua smiled, her smile chilling. She casually tucked her folding fan at her waist and stepped towards Bai Zhenzhen.

Behind her, a vast array of palace lanterns cast against her pure visage, unexpectedly lending her features an extra touch of enchanting allure.

Bai Zhenzhen’s heart skipped a beat, retracting a step involuntarily.

But Ye Shaohua did not give her the chance to retreat further; her long fingers pinched Bai Zhenzhen’s chin, the coolness of her fingertips causing Bai Zhenzhen to shudder uncontrollably.

“Lady Bai,” perhaps from not drinking enough water along the way, Ye Shaohua’s voice was somewhat hoarse, “Do you know what happened to the last person who tested my patience?”