"What?" Old Mu sat up as soon as he heard, causing the wound on his back to tug a little. "How do you have this medicine? Did your mother send you with it?"
"Granduncle, please donât ask where this medicine came from." Yangyang thought it better not to let more people know about the power of the Poison Old Monster, so he said, "This medicine is really powerful, I even tried it myself. Itâs just a pity that each person can only take one pill."
He thought it best not to mention that a person could take three pills; after all, the Poison Old Monster had limited amounts of this medicine, and giving three pills to each person wouldnât suffice.
Old Mu naturally wouldnât believe Yangyang would harm him, so he immediately tossed the medicine into his mouth and, after half a quarter-hour, felt a warmth emanating from his dantian.
"Granduncle, please meditate for now; Iâll step out."
"Mm, you go out first. Later, Granduncle will talk to you."
Yang Chuxia and the others were now living in a courtyard next to the Ning City governmental office, which the new Prefect had specially vacated for them.
"Did you give the medicine?" Yang Chuxia asked as Yangyang wandered in.
"I did, granduncle is meditating now." Yangyang pulled at Yang Chuxia and asked, "Why donât you take it?"
"Silly, both your father and I practice external martial arts, we donât have internal power, so how could it be useful to us?"
"Thatâs true, I forgot." Yangyang snuggled against Yang Chuxiaâs arm, "Why doesnât Mother give it to Uncle then?"
"Your uncleâs status is different," Yang Chuxia held him and said, "Even though heâs your uncle, first and foremost, heâs an Emperor. Anything the Emperor consumes, whether food or medicine, must undergo various checks. If this medicine were given out, it would first be inspected by the Imperial Physicians, and once it reached the Imperial Hospital, this secret wouldnât be kept."
"At that time, it would result in two consequences: first, many people would come to ask you for this medicine; second, theyâd inquire about its origin. If people found out it was made by the Poison Old Monster, who knows how many would come looking for trouble with him."
"Indeed, this medicine is certainly a treasure."
"Exactly, this medicine can be called a miraculous remedy," Yang Chuxia smiled, "Even your Uncle Mu, who is called a miracle doctor, probably couldnât concoct this. Peopleâs desires are endless; if they knew of such a marvelous thing, do you think they wouldnât fight over it?"
"Mother, I understand now, I wonât talk about this matter anymore in the future."
"Mm." Yang Chuxia gently patted his soft hair and continued, "Also, actions like what you did in Liao City shouldnât happen again."
"Why not, Mother? I wanted to help them, is that not allowed?"
Yang Chuxia sighed, "The circumstances were special back then, so it was appropriate. But in the future, refrain from acting impulsively. You must know that the tall tree attracts the wind."
"And, no matter what, never reveal all your cards to others." Yang Chuxia embraced him and said, "Keeping a card in your hand means one day youâll be able to save yourself when in danger. Your martial arts are your trump card, and you must never let others know the full extent of your skills; even in a confrontation, remember to hold back part of your strength."
"Is that so?" Yangyang scratched his head, "Then Iâll listen to Mother."
"Good boy!"
In the early hours of the following morning, the sound of hooves could be heard outside Ning City.
After some time, a group of men and horses had stealthily approached the vicinity of the Great Qi military camp.
As the expected time arrived, the leading General remained motionless.