Dingxiang Tower, second-floor private room.

"Miss Mei’Er."

As Yue Mei’Er stepped in, she suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable and slightly furrowed her brows. This was the first time, and she had overextended herself...

Upon seeing Yue Mei’Er’s walk, Yue Wu, being savvy, immediately understood what had happened. "Congratulations to Miss Mei’Er for achieving what you wanted."

Yue Mei’Er slightly raised the corners of her mouth. Although there was a significant deviation from the plan, the outcome seemed to be no worse than planned and even much better.

"Brother Wu, though things went well, I still lagged behind that bitch Si Miaoxue and she took the lead. So in front of the Young Master, I still have to humble myself and call her sister." Yue Mei’Er gritted her teeth.

"With your skills, Miss Mei’Er, it’s absolutely certain that the Young Master will favor you alone in the future. Si Miaoxue is six years your senior. You are closer in age to the Young Master; when she gets old and loses her allure, how could she compare to you?" Yue Wu chuckled.

"Brother Wu, I like what you said." Yue Mei’Er smiled charmingly, indeed bewitching and enchanting.

Yue Wu couldn’t help feeling a little stirred. Yue Mei’Er was naturally alluring. Many men in the sect adored her, wanting to fall at her feet, but she only had eyes for the Saint Heir—no matter how excellent those men were, they couldn’t win her over.

"Miss Mei’Er, what should we do next?" Yue Wu asked. His mission this time was to assist Yue Mei’Er.

"Stay here."

"Stay here? The Sect Leader and Left Envoy are hoping for the Saint Heir to return soon to lead the Moon Palace."

"The Young Master took part in the Da Li Dynasty’s Imperial Pharmacy ’Path to Sainthood’ trial, so we naturally need to stay and assist. Besides, if the Young Master returns, there are many women in the sect and not enough resources. Now, I only have to compete with Si Miaoxue, but going back, I’d have to compete with a whole bunch." Yue Mei’Er glanced at Yue Wu and said naturally.

"Miss Mei’Er, you have a point." Yue Wu thought about it and realized it made sense; going back would indeed be the situation.

"Should I inform the Left Envoy, asking him to send more people to protect the Young Master?" Yue Wu asked again.

"Brother Wu, aren’t you a bit stupid? Once the Young Master’s whereabouts are revealed, they will have a reason to come. Considering the Young Master won’t return to the sect for at least two to three years, it’s a great opportunity for me." Yue Mei’Er caressed her belly, smiling. "If, by chance, I’m pregnant before Si Miaoxue, won’t my position in the future be quite different?"

Yue Wu’s eyes widened; he had been short-sighted, while Yue Mei’Er had been thinking long-term.

They had just found the Saint Heir, and she was already considering a little Saint Heir. No wonder Miss Mei’Er could gain the favor of the Left Envoy.

This was wisdom—a significant gap.

"What about the Patriarch?"

"I’ll explain with a secret letter, Brother Wu, you don’t need to worry. But there’s something else I need your help with."

"Miss Mei’Er, please speak."

"We manipulated the Young Master; he’s a bit upset, especially with you disturbing his stay at the inn, which severely affected his normal life. He wants to punish you slightly. Are you willing?" Yue Mei’Er asked.

"Miss Mei’Er, I did it for you; you can’t..." Yue Wu felt his life dimming instantly upon hearing her words.

"Don’t worry, I’ve pleaded for you and said everything was part of my plan. But the Young Master is still upset, so you’ll have to endure a little hardship," Yue Mei’Er replied.

"Miss Mei’Er, what kind of punishment?" Yue Wu asked cautiously. Though a Meridian Passage Realm master, he dared not harbor a rebellious thought, having been nurtured by the Yue Family.

"Rest assured, it won’t take your life nor cause substantial harm. It will just seal your martial arts, restricting your movement for a while," Yue Mei’Er said lightly.

"Ah, Miss Mei’Er, if my martial arts are sealed, who will protect you? Si Miaoxue is no less skilled than I am. If they strike against you, you wouldn’t stand a chance," Yue Wu expressed urgently.

"Because of some previous incidents, the Young Master doesn’t trust me much. If I want to stay by his side, you’re an unstable factor. Brother Wu, can you sacrifice a bit for me?" Yue Mei’Er pleaded.

Looking at Yue Mei’Er’s pitiful expression, Yue Wu knew it might be an act, yet he was unable to refuse.

Being a vassal of the Yue Family, Yue Mei’Er held a higher status despite what she called him, "Brother Wu."

"Brother Wu, relax. The Young Master will only restrict your martial arts, not limit your freedom. You just can’t use your internal power for the time being," Yue Mei’Er assured.

"Really?" That was acceptable; as long as his freedom wasn’t restricted, not using martial arts was tolerable.

"Of course, it’s true." Si Miaoxue entered, dressed in men’s clothing, eyes razor-sharp as she looked at Yue Wu. "Yue Wu, even though you’ve reached Meridian Passage Realm, you’re still not my match in a real fight. But considering you’re dangerous, the Saint Heir agreed to Miss Mei’Er staying is to seal your martial arts."

"And what happened with Yue Shisan?"

"I indeed nullified Yue Shisan’s martial arts, but why I did so, you should ask your lady. If it weren’t for her going too far initially, I wouldn’t have done it," Si Miaoxue glanced at Yue Mei’Er with a sidelong look.

"Brother Wu, it’s a long story. Yue Shisan lost his martial arts because of me; I’ll explain later," Yue Mei’Er said awkwardly.

"I want to know how you’ll seal my martial arts?"

"We can’t do it, but the Young Master can. He can prevent you from using your internal power without affecting your daily life."

"Fine, I agree. But what about the people I brought?"

"I’ll take them, including Yue Shisan. I’ll take them," Si Miaoxue said.

"You’ll take them? Where to?"

"Longchuan Canyon, Li Hen City; I have a base there and need manpower. Since you came, it’s timely," Si Miaoxue smiled slightly.

"What about me?" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"You, stay or come with me—your choice. Just don’t go to the inn on your own; the Young Master doesn’t like it," Si Miaoxue warned Yue Mei’Er, having said all she needed to. If something happened, it wouldn’t be her problem.

"Then I’ll stay," Yue Mei’Er decided reluctantly. Now that there was substance to their relationship, with Si Miaoxue gone, how could she let this opportunity slip?

"Yue Mei’Er, let me remind you, with your looks, it’s best to wear a mask or, like me, dress as a man when you go out, so as not to cause trouble for the young master. You don’t have Yue Wu with you anymore." Si Miaoxue warned.

"I understand." Yue Mei’Er nodded. She had always been confident in her beauty. She’d brought about many disputes in the sect because of it, with many suitors vying for her attention, both openly and covertly, countless times.

In the sect, these men wouldn’t dare to do anything inappropriate directly to her, but outside, who knows.

This Dongshan City isn’t within the Moon Worship Sect’s sphere of influence; in the Da Li Dynasty, the sect is seen as sinister, demon-like figures. If confronted by someone from righteous martial sects, claiming to be ridding the world of evil, the situation could be dire.

"I have a shipment going to Li Hen City, and you can help me with it." Si Miaoxue instructed, "Yue Mei’Er, if you have nothing to do, just go back."

"Back, back where?"

"Wherever you came from, you couldn’t have forgotten?"

"Oh, I see."

...

The clinic point.

During a break.

"Junior Brother, last night, you didn’t return at all. Did you go to Miaoxue’s place?" Sun Youwei quietly asked.

"Yes, the person from yesterday might be connected to Miaoxue’s faction. I went to inquire, and it was too late, so I didn’t come back. Senior Sister, are you upset?"

"No, I’m not. I was just worried about you, not being around for a night..." Sun Youwei said, feeling a bit guilty.

"I’m sorry."

"No, Junior Brother, you don’t have to apologize to me." Sun Youwei said, "Without you, I couldn’t have the life I have now. I’m very content."

Amid their tender affection.

"Mr. Lin, come quickly, a child has drowned..."

"Drowned!"

Hearing the news, Lin Miao was taken aback, stood up, gave a quick word to Sun Youwei, and rushed out. It’s spring now, the river ice has melted, children playing by the river without adult supervision can easily fall in.

Every year there are children who drown, and it seems there’s no way to prevent it.

By the empty riverbank, an old man, over sixty, cradling a child soaked through, seeing Lin Miao, gathered all his remaining strength and hurried over.

"Mr. Lin, I beg you, save my grandson..." The old man knelt and pleaded.

"Lay the child down flat, quick!" Lin Miao urgently instructed. A drowning victim can be revived if rescue is timely.

The child was laid flat, and Lin Miao stepped forward to observe, checked the wrist pulse, and found it almost imperceptible.

Then he touched the neck, there seemed to be some.

There was still a glimmer of hope.

"Everyone step back, don’t stand too close, make space, and ensure air circulation." Lin Miao waved a hand and ordered.

Then turning the child’s face to the side, he opened the mouth to maintain airflow, looked at the tongue, which was a bit cyanotic, and immediate CPR was necessary.

With the index and middle fingers of the right hand along the edge of the ribs, to the position under the sternum, where the sword tip is, the heel of the left hand was placed closely against the index finger of the right hand, locating the compression spot.

Then the heel of the right hand was placed above the back of the left hand, palms overlapping, fingers interlocked, lower fingers raised, making sure not to touch the chest wall, then leaning forward with outstretched arms, making the arms perpendicular to the chest, using body weight to press down.

Thirty compressions to one breath for adults, and fifteen for children.

Continue until the patient recovers heartbeat and breathing.

Everyone watched Lin Miao perform the action, not understanding why, but no one interfered because many townspeople around were his patients, trust was established.

After about seven or eight sets, the little boy suddenly opened his mouth wide, coughed intensely, and spat out a large amount of water.

Life returned.

The surrounding erupted in thunderous applause.

The old man’s tears of joy streamed down.

It wasn’t the first time Lin Miao saved someone this way. The previous time was a child who swallowed a jujube pit blocking the airway, also saved by CPR, this time it was a drowning child.

Lucky it was discovered early and rescued quickly, any later, even if pulled up, would be too late.

"Miaoxue, the child clearly had no breath, and yet the young master could bring him back?" Yue Mei’Er, among the crowd, witnessing Lin Miao’s rescue, astonishingly asked Si Miaoxue beside her.

"This is just the tip of Mr. Lin’s medical skills iceberg, when you’ve seen enough, you’ll get used to it." Si Miaoxue said proudly.

Equally astonished were Yin Wu and Yin Shisan, it was simply miraculous.

The Saint Heir unseen for ten years, unexpectedly possessed such formidable skills!

Noticing their astonished glances, Si Miaoxue rolled her eyes, thinking: How little you’ve seen!