Wei Qingwan was not in the mood to care about Su Yuting at all.

She had more important things to do.

That was to plan to make money and get an identification tag of herself.

With these two things, she could leave the capital and live a carefree life.

When she returned to the Hui Garden where the original owner lived, a few maids hurried over to welcome her.

"Miss, you're back. I was so scared last night." a maid said.

"It's good that you're fine."

Apart from Xing'er, all the other maids were all sent by her stepmother.

She glanced coldly at them with different expressions on their faces, and suddenly said.

"I'll find out who was the mole last night."

Her tone was cold.

"No matter who betrays me, he or she will not have a good ending."

"I've not" They all knelt down and wiped their tears.

"I'm tired." Wei Qingwan shook her sore neck. "I'm going to bed. Don't disturb me."

"We understand." the maids answered.

The group of people responded and retreated.

When Wei Qingwan wondered why the people around the original owner suddenly left last night, Su Yuting came to the Hui Garden alone.

Coincidentally, Ye Shaoxun had followed right after her.

For those who plotted against the original owner and stayed by her side like time bomb, she wouldn't let any of them go!

Just as she was thinking about how to find out who the bad guy was, there was a sudden movement in the room.

"Who is it?" she asked sternly.

"Ms. Wei, our prince has been unexpectedly struck by poison. I have come here for your medicine."

A clear voice came from the darkness.

"People from Prince Yan's Mansion?" Wei Qingwan frowned deeply.

"Yes." The black shadow came out of the darkness, came to her, and bowed to her.

"Greetings, Ms. Wei. I'm Qilin from Prince Yan's Mansion."

Thinking of Ye Shaoyan, who was dressed in white and had an extraordinary temperament, Wei Qingwan felt sorry for him.

Such a perfect person was disabled, poisoned, and disfigured.

But it didn't matter. She could cure him.

She looked around and made sure that there was no one around before saying, "Prince Yan can't be cured just with medicine. I have to talk to him in person."

She didn't know who had been so ruthless as to give Ye Shaoyan the Duanhun Arsenic.

She had seen it in ancient books.

People who were poisoned by the Duanhun Arsenic would suffer every night, feeling like being bitten by hundreds of insects, which could make people lose their minds, stiff bodies, and unable to move.

As proud as Ye Shaoyan was, he was struck by poison every night.

It seemed that his enemy didn't want him to die. They just wanted him to live a life worse than death.

To treat this kind of poison, drug control was useless. She had to change his blood all over, as well as inject the serum.

Qilin understood what she meant and immediately blew a secret signal.

In the dark of the night, a person in a night suit floated in front of Wei Qingwan.

Judging from her figure, she was a woman.

Before Wei Qingwan could speak, the other party said respectfully, "Sorry, Ms. Wei."

As soon as she finished speaking, she directly carried Wei Qingwan and flew out of the Prince Xun's Mansion.

Her kung fu could be said to have reached the acme of perfection. With a few leaps in the air, she flew lightly on the eaves along the street.

Wei Qingwan was afraid of heights and didn't dare to open her eyes. It was the first time in her life that she found out that a woman who can flew over eaves and walls was so cool!

It made her also wanted to learn some kung fu to protect herself!

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at Prince Yan's Mansion.

The Prince Yan's Mansion was dark at night and the lanterns in the mansion weren't lit like those in Prince Xun's Mansion.

She put her down and hid in the darkness like a ghost, merging with the night.

Qilin led the way for Wei Qingwan.

They crossed a door and arrived at a courtyard full of plum blossoms.

It was early spring, and the snow had not yet melted. The white plum blossoms in the yard were shining with cold light in the dark, like stars in the night.

After passing through the Merlin, they arrived at a rooftop. There was no one standing guard outside.

"Please come in, Ms. Wei."

Qilin made an inviting gesture at the door.

From the point of view of Wei Qingwan, the room was extremely dark, and countless books could be seen neatly arranged.

She took a light step forward and went straight inside.

Rows upon rows of bookshelves blocked the candlelight before the soft couch.

With the help of the orange candlelight, she could see the situation in the Study clearly.

Ye Shaoyan was wearing a black shirt and lying flat on a soft couch. A white-haired doctor was squatting in front of the couch.

The doctor carefully inserted needles into Ye Shaoyan to relieve his pain.

It was maybe for the convenience of treatment, Ye Shaoyan had taken off his silver mask, revealing a rotten face.

She couldn't see it clearly from a distance, but only see a layer of skin on his face.

Judging from the outline of his face, his features were distinct, full, and exquisite. If he was not disfigured, he would definitely be a peerlessly handsome man!

She slowly walked forward to check on him.

Because of the struck by poison, Ye Shaoyan was in great pain. Cold sweat broke out all over his body and his eyes were unfocused.

The bone-eroding pain of hundreds of bugs could drive people crazy!

Ye Shaoyan didn't scream. He just gritted his teeth and endured the bone-eroding pain in a muffled voice!

Through the candlelight, Wei Qingwan could see Ye Shaoyan clearly.

His face was full of scars, and blood oozed out from the parts where the skin had rotted. Because of the pain, his face was a little distorted, which looked a little scary.

As noble as he was, how sad he felt when he saw his broken face!

The murderer was truly a killer!

He didn't let Ye Shaoyan die. Instead, he tortured him mentally and made him see his ugly face every day. He tortured him day and night!

The doctor next to him pricked him with needles, and he gasped in pain.

Perhaps Ye Shaoyan had sensed her arrival, his eyes gradually lit up with hope. He looked at her expectantly.

"Didn't you say you could cure me?"

He asked her weakly, but his tone was still cold.

"Why are you still standing there? Are you scared?"

"No." Wei Qingwan shook her head with a smile.

She felt sorry for him!

It was not the kind of heartache between men and women, but the kind between doctors and patients.

She had treated many patients, but none of them were as pitiful as him, who suffered from both physical and inner torture.

She waved at the doctor beside her.

"There's no need to give him acupuncture again. I have a way to treat him."

The doctor next to him did not stop, but continued.

Seeing that he was unwilling to stop, Wei Qingwan quickly took out the medicine and gave it to Ye Shaoyan.

After taking half a cup of medicine, Ye Shaoyan controlled the toxicity and his pale face returned to normal.

The doctor next to her couldn't help secretly observing her. There was a trace of confusion and appreciation in his eyes.

Ye Shaoyan slowly sat up on the soft couch, cushioned his back with the cushion, and spoke weakly.

"This is Sun Xing. He treated all my injuries. His medical skills are brilliant. Maybe he can help you."

She raised her eyebrows in surprise.

It was Kevin!

The son of Sun Simiao, the Medicine King?

No wonder he was still alive after suffering such a serious injury!

But it seemed that the court she had transmigrated to was not Tang Dynasty. Was it because of the butterfly effect of her transmigration?

She pondered deeply.

Seeing that she was silent, Ye Shaoyan frowned and asked her.

"You can treat me alone. Don't you need help?"

Wei Qingwan came back to her senses and explained the purpose of her visit tonight.

"Your Highness Prince Yan, you can't be completely cured with medicine. I have to change your blood. This is my exclusive treatment method and can't be shared with others."

If she shared it with others, it would definitely scare them!