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Divorced Wife
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A box of precious pearls and agates was brought out, and only then was the renowned physician Yu Xiaoyao invited to the depths of the wine alley.
It wasn’t that she was greedy for money; she genuinely believed her medical skills were mediocre, nearly demonstrating her incompetence by almost killing someone right there. Yet, the people from Rong Prince's Mansion thought she was being modest, and their offers kept rising. Forget about just treating patients; they could easily buy her outright.
“Modesty, my foot!” Yu Xiaoyao cursed inwardly.
She had merely followed a script to prepare a dose of medicine and, by sheer luck, managed to cure a dying stray dog. As a result of the villagers’ word-of-mouth—commonly known as rumors—she transformed into a miraculous physician who could bring the dead back to life.
A miraculous physician? That was her goal for the next decade; at present, she had nothing to do with that title.
She was half-invited, half-forced into Rong Prince's Mansion.
In Yu Xiaoyao’s imagination, she should have disdainfully swept her gaze over boxes of gold and silver jewels, facing the frail Rong Prince Leng Xilin who personally came to seek her help, coldly saying, “Sorry, this physician does not treat noble princes.”
Then she would slowly lift her veil and, amidst the astonished gazes of everyone and Leng Xilin’s regretful eyes, calmly declare, “Indeed, I am the miraculous physician Yu Xiaoyao.”
But instead, here she was, frantically flipping through a book titled "How Divine Doctors Are Cultivated" in front of Leng Xilin’s bed.
Leng Xilin’s fiancée Su Zitan looked at her eagerly while a room full of maids and servants eyed her with ulterior motives.
Well, even she had to admit this was an awkward situation. Those with vivid imaginations might think this was a story of a divorced wife returning in grandeur to seek revenge. Clearly, the maids and servants were imaginative people.
As she awkwardly attempted to administer acupuncture to Leng Xilin, the maids and servants gasped in unison.
Feeling already nervous, her hand trembled at their exclamation, causing her to miss the mark. She estimated that if this needle went in, even a pig would wake up in pain. But Leng Xilin didn’t stir; it wasn’t that his skin was tougher than a pig's—perhaps he truly was gravely ill.
However, the pain inflicted on him hurt his wife’s heart. Su Zitan cried out in distress but had an unwavering admiration for the physician and naturally placed the blame on her subordinates: “Get out! Don’t disturb the physician!”
Then she turned to Yu Xiaoyao and said, “The imperial physicians are utterly useless; they’ve all been dragged out for punishment. I believe Physician Yu will not disappoint me.”
Yu Xiaoyao wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with her sleeve. Why did she feel so much pressure from those words?
But it must be said that Su Zitan and Leng Xilin were indeed a perfect match; they were like two peas in a pod. If they didn’t end up together, it would be hard to believe in love at all. When she was his princess, Leng Xilin’s catchphrase was: “Yu Xiaoyao, you disappoint me too much.” In the end, he became so disappointed that he divorced her.
The reason for the divorce was her inability to bear children.
"What nonsense!" Yu Xiaoyao thought indignantly.
She wasn’t like those other women who could become pregnant just by stepping on a footprint, nor was she like that other one who woke up one day with a swollen belly.
Leng Xilin was indeed a Prince, but this was a society governed by law, and the Emperor couldn’t just divorce anyone at will.
She wrote a petition, moved to tears as she did so. If Dou'er had her talent back then, she wouldn’t have been wrongfully executed.
However, the forces of evil were overwhelming, and her petition ended up in Leng Xilin's hands. He added a line to the divorce decree—infidelity.
Yes, infidelity!
That prince had it tough; he even went so far as to wear a green hat for the sake of divorcing her.
It was undeniable evidence; Yu Xiaoyao still remembered it clearly. She had been caught in bed with some unknown lover.
That lover had cried and claimed he was seduced by the princess, his sincerity almost made her wonder if she had been alone for too long and had sleepwalked into bringing a man home.
Leng Xilin repeated his words, which had nearly worn out her ears: "Yu Xiaoyao, you have disappointed me greatly."
Sitting on the bed in disarray, she looked at him with only one thought in her mind: how ruthless Leng Xilin truly was.
She cursed him: "You will definitely face retribution."
Little did she know she had such a knack for curses; he really did suffer retribution, falling seriously ill and remaining unconscious for five days and nights.
Neither the Imperial Physician nor the Jianghu Doctor could find any fault with him.
Yu Xiaoyao felt particularly vindicated.
She leaned close to Leng Xilin's ear and whispered, "Prince, there will come a day when you fall into my hands."
So she thought it best not to come near him; once she did, she couldn't help but want to kill him, which made her feel particularly guilty about her conscience.
Leng Xilin slightly twitched his eyelid, and Su Zitan exclaimed in delight, "The prince reacted! Lady Yu truly is a miraculous doctor. What did you say to the prince? Wow, I saw that eyelid twitch clearly—did you practice some kind of distant sight technique?"
Yu Xiaoyao looked up at the sky and said, "I told the prince to strive for self-improvement. He doesn't even have a son; if he dies without anyone to see him off, it won't matter. But if his fiancée and vast fortune end up with someone else, that would be a loss."
Su Zitan twitched her face, probably sensing that this wasn't good news, but she couldn't quite figure out what was wrong. After a moment of silence, she decided not to expose her lack of knowledge and quietly withdrew.
A solitary man and woman—what a perfect opportunity for schemes and tricks.
Yu Xiaoyao went to check Leng Xilin's pulse and was taken aback; his pulse was so weak that he wouldn't last long without her intervention.
She didn't tell Su Zitan the truth and instead said, "The prince's illness won't improve anytime soon; it will require gradual treatment."
Given that her words had made Leng Xilin twitch his eyelid, Su Zitan held her in high regard and naturally believed her words.
Could she afford to speak the truth? Wealthy families have a common flaw: when the master does something wrong, it's always the servant's failure to advise properly. If the master visits a brothel, it's because the women at home didn't take good care of him. If the master contracts an incurable disease, it's due to the physician's incompetence.
If she spoke the truth, there was no telling how Su Zitan might react—she could very well beat her to death.
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