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"Take it."
Xiao Yuchen handed the Red Pill to me.
"Why are you giving this to me?"
"Because I've seen your illness," he said, his gaze deep.
"Five years ago, during the incident at the Pingyang Su Residence..."
The pill in my hand nearly slipped from my grasp. Did Xiao Yuchen guess my identity?
"My lord is joking; I'm just an Embroideress."
"Is that so?" He suddenly leaned closer.
"Then is the callus on your hand from practicing embroidery?"
I instinctively tried to hide my hand, but he seized it firmly.
"Su Yuru."
He pronounced my name slowly.
"You hide it well."
I struggled to pull my hand back. "What exactly do you want?"
"I can lend you a helping hand."
I was taken aback.
"You want revenge, and I also want something."
He released my hand, his expression inscrutable.
"Why not... join forces?"
I stared into his eyes.
"Let me know once you've made up your mind."
He turned to leave.
"Wait," I called out to him.
"This medicine..."
"It can give you six more months to live."
Six months.
That was enough time for me to uncover the truth.
"I agree."
From that day on, I became another pair of eyes for Xiao Yuchen.
The Emissaries in the palace came and went, easily overlooked by others.
I kept an eye on the movements of various households for him,
while he investigated suspicious ministers for me.
The autumn wind grew colder.
As per usual, I went to deliver a message to him,
and just as I reached the corner of the dark alley, I heard the sound of an arrow slicing through the air.
Before I could react, he had pulled me behind him.
The arrow struck the wall, trembling violently.
I caught a whiff of blood.
"My lord..."
"Nothing's wrong."
He released his grip on my wrist, his tone as calm as ever.
"Go back."
I caught a glimpse of the spreading bloodstain on his right arm,
and without thinking, I reached out and tugged at his sleeve. "Let me see."
He paused for a moment but did not pull away.
The night was hazy, and his expression was equally indistinct. I cautiously rolled up his sleeve, my fingertips unintentionally brushing against his arm, causing him to shudder slightly.
"Cold?" I asked.
"No," he replied.
I lowered my head to bandage him, too timid to meet his gaze.
Rumors began to circulate within the palace. They said that Divine Doctor Xiao was getting too close to a mere embroideress. It was said that the aloof Divine Doctor Xiao visited the Embroidered Room daily to converse with a small embroideress. They spoke of how his gentle demeanor softened as he interpreted medical texts for her and even picked flowers for her. Even the elder doctors in the Imperial Medical Institute joked that they had never seen Lord Xiao display such patience toward anyone.
"Miss Su, I advise you to be more sensible," a palace maid hesitated to say. "Some people are not someone you can..."
I smiled slightly, pressing my lips together. Did these people truly think I was trying to climb the social ladder?
"A Rou," he called me softly.
Indeed, only he would utter that name with such tenderness.
"Mm?" I responded, captivated by the candlelight reflecting in his eyes.
"In the darkness, those who search for each other understand each other's loneliness," I whispered.
"You are too clever."
He paused for a moment, then suddenly pulled me into his embrace.
Xiao Yuchen's breath carried a faint scent of medicine, which made me feel a bit dazed for an instant.
That day, I went to the side hall to find him as usual.
As I reached the entrance, I heard voices coming from inside.
"Lord, everything is ready."
"Is there any news from the Ninth Prince?"
"It's already..."
A chill ran through my heart.
So this was what had been secretly plotted all along.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed.
I turned to flee but collided into a familiar embrace.
"A Rou."
His voice remained gentle.
But I knew the game was over.
"You heard everything?"
I nodded.
"Then you must die." He sighed.
I closed my eyes and said, "I know."
"But I can't bear to."
Opening my eyes, I met his complex gaze.
"So, should we... together..."
"Consort Four has arrived!"
I hadn't had the chance to hide when Luo Ruyan approached, her steps measured and deliberate.
"Is this the little Embroideress who climbed into Lord Xiao's bed?" she sneered.
I knelt in silence.
"Lift your head."
Slowly, I raised my gaze to meet her cold, piercing eyes.
Luo Ruyan paused for a moment. "You... are rather good-looking."
"Your Highness flatters me."
"Do you know who Xiao Yuchen is?" she suddenly asked.
"He is... the divine physician from the Southern Border."
"Hah," she laughed mockingly, "is that all?"
I remained silent.
"He is my cousin and the last heir of the Southern Border Grand Witch Doctor."
Luo Ruyan circled around me like a predator sizing up its prey.
"Such a pity, born with a curse."
"What curse?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't."
She shot me a warning glance.
"Otherwise, be careful of your unspeakable secrets."
My heart raced. Did she know my identity?
"Come here," Luo Ruyan commanded one of the palace maids, "take her to the side hall."
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