Chapter 6: The Truth Behind the Scenes
Yue Wuhuan thought that his eyes were soon going to be gouged out by Xianzun and his entire body began to tremble from nervousness.
After Song Qingshi’s inspection, he was puzzled, “Are you cold?”
Yue Wuhuan shook his head stiffly.
“If your eyes aren’t giving you any discomfort, we can leave it for later treatment.” Song Qingshi decided to do this according to the severity of the matter. He returned to the table and took off his gloves. He picked up the spirit bead and walked over, “In your nails, I found a white powdery medicine. After a preliminary inspection, I determined that it contained Deer Spring Grass and Confusion Scented Flowers, which produce a strong aphrodisiac effect. In addition, I also found the smell of incense on your clothes and feather skirts have plant ingredients that attract cats. This is the reason why the demon tiger charged at you and attacked you at the banquet.”
He found out…
Yue Wuhuan thought in despair.
This was the trick he had found by fumbling for the edges of the Acacia Seal’s control. Slaves couldn’t kill themselves, slaves must follow the master in everything. But now, it is the master was happy to see the slave perform an unbearable performance and it was the master who was also happy to have the slave played with to death.
All he could get his hands on were aphrodisiacs from which he extracted the psychedelic ingredients. He concentrated it by several times, enough to make animals lose their sanity.
Therefore, he calculated the time and wrapped the medicine in wax pellets to delay the onset of the drugs in the demon tiger’s body. He then prepared a scent on his body to attracted the demon tiger. Once the mood at the banquet had reached its peak, the Demon Tiger rushed up under the stimulation of the drugs and he made sure that it would choose him as its prey. He pretended to be dazed from taking an aphrodisiac pill and took the initiative to step forward. The guests thought it was a show for entertainment arranged by Jin Feiren and they all applauded.
Jin Feiren cared very much about his face. Moreover, he has already acquired a new favorite. He would never break the high spirits of the guests for him. A moment’s hesitation could lead the Demon Tiger to completely lose control and tear to pieces the guests at the banquet.
Yue Wuhuan carried out his plan with the utmost determination to die. He never thought that he would live and have the truth exposed..
In Golden Phoenix Manor, if a slave was found to show signs of disobedience, he would be severely punished. What’s more, what he did was to scheme against the master, this thing which was absolutely against the rules… But then what about it?
Yue Wuhuan’s flustered heart gradually calmed down and he recalled that when he first became a slave, because he was unwilling to yield and because it was suitable for the restorative ability of his wood-type spiritual root, he was made to suffer all the humiliation that the world could bear under the control of Acacia Seal. He was forced to assume all sorts of unbearable postures, forced to admit he was more debauch than the most debauch flower lady in the pleasure quarters. The bastards hated how he would not react during s*xual intercourse and they used countless kinds of drugs to transform him into having a very sensitive physique until even the friction of ordinary cloth would make him extremely uncomfortable.
Every time he thinks that he has reached the limits of hell, he will always discover that hell went even deeper. Finally, after realizing that his despair and resistance would only make those people happier, he gave up these meaningless struggles and as well as the idea of living to free himself of the Acacia Seal.
Yue Wuhuan put away his smile and stopped pretending. He looked at the spirit bead coldly and provoked disrespectfully, “Now that you know, what are you going to do about it?”
Song Qingshi declared without any hesitation, “Someone wants to harm you!”
Yue Wuhuan failed in his provocation and he almost missed a breath, thinking that he had misheard, “What?”
Song Qingshi felt that his reasoning was excellent — Although he didn’t read novels very much, his senior sister said that all protagonists were good people because bad people would not pass the domestic publication censorship as protagonists. Moreover, the system’s introduction indicated that the protagonist suffered a tragic fate. His injuries now must also be part of the original plot.
Analyzing it based on the social news he has read, most of the people in Golden Phoenix Manor were jealous of the protagonist shou’s beauty and favor and wanted to destroy him. And so they used medicine on his body and nails! So Song ‘Holmes’ Qingshi carefully thought and concluded, “I suspect it must have been the work of the one who helped dress you that day. I will find the murderer later and give you justice.”
“No,” Yue Wuhuan felt the corners of his mouth twitching. He didn’t believe this mighty Xianzun would be this stupid but the other party seemed to be very serious about making him believe that he was. He didn’t know what expression to put on. Finally he replied stiffly, “No need…”
When Song Qingshi saw how kind-hearted he was, he became more sure of his conjecture. He put the spirit bead into Yue Wuhuan’s hands. “This thing belongs to you, so you can put it away.”
Yue Wuhuan realizes that the bead had not been marked with a new spiritual thought. He was completely confused.
“I have studied this thing.” Song Qingshi explained, “The Acacia Seal involves a spell and it’s relatively complicated. The Medicine King’s Valley has no way to undo this curse. I have asked the valley servants to go to Night Rain Pavilion to offer a reward. The master of Night Rain Pavilion has told me that although information on how to undo the spell is not expensive, it is rare and it will take some time to hear back from him.”
After hearing him, Yue Wuhuan was stunned for a long time. He asked in a hoarse voice, “What… price do I need to pay?”
Song Qingshi has been helped by many people and no one has ever asked him to repay them. He has helped many people as well and has never asked for someone’s repayment.
In his eyes, the Acacia Seal was a crime against Humanity; the source of the protagonist shou’s suffering, like the shackles on the feet of a bird. After saving the bird, it was only a matter of course to undo the shackles. This was a matter not worth mentioning.
And so he replied very casually, “You can recuperate well and just recover your health with peace of mind.”
The medicine servant came to report that the medicine boiling in the yard was about done.
Song Qingshi hurriedly went out to check, lest the effect of the medicine not reach its most potent.
Yue Wuhuan looked at the spirit bead in his hand in disbelief. His mind whirling with countless thoughts became even more confused.
In the world he knew, things that didn’t cost anything were the most expensive…
Medicine King Xianzun was well-known in the immortal realm for being cold-blooded and heartless. He has never understood mercy or pity for anything. What could he possibly want from himself? His body? His life? Or his soul? Yue Wuhuan thought for a long time and couldn’t help but smile. He tightly grasped the spirit bead in his hand, determined to make a desperate move. As long as he could get rid of these shackles, he would do anything, even if he had to sell his soul to the devil…
When Yue Wuhuan saw Song Qingshi carrying the medicine in, he pondered a little about what Song Qingshi’s impression of him was and what he was asking of him. His expression quickly switched to a well-behaved and weak look. He then carefully raised his eyes and glanced at him secretly, with just the right look of gratitude in his eyes. He allowed himself to be at the mercy of Song Qingshi’s treatment plan.
This patient was super obedient! He complied with whatever the doctor instructed. No matter how disgusting the medicine was, he would drink it in one go. No matter how painful or itchy the acupuncture treatment was, he wouldn’t utter a sound! He even gratefully thanked the doctor in such a gentle voice! Taking care of him gave Song Qingshi a great sense of accomplishment. He wished that all patients in the world were so well-behaved.
The regenerative abilities of the wood spiritual root was astonishing. The wound on Yue Wuhuan’s shoulder scabbed over in five days.
After Song Qingshi’s check up, Yue Wuhuan was allowed to get out of bed and move about. He was ordered to get more sun exposure and Song Qingshi set about preparing for the next treatment.
The Medicine King, whether it was the original body or the current Song Qingshi, didn’t care much about what they wore. Therefore, the Medicine King’s Valley rarely had shark silk or ice silk. The hospital gowns prepared by servants of the valley were made of ordinary cotton. It was very comfortable for ordinary people but for Yue Wuhuan, the friction from wearing it made him feel uncomfortable and so he didn’t dare to leave his room too far. He would stop after just taking a few steps.
At night, Song Qingshi noticed that he was walking abnormally, so he came to do an examination. He didn’t expect that just the merest touch to his collarbone, he hadn’t even gone down any and he already almost made a fool of himself.
Yue Wuhuan looked at Song Qingshi’s stunned expression and those clear eyes free from any evil intentions. The sense of shame he hadn’t felt for a long time came out. He couldn’t help but avoid those gentle hands, curling up into a dark corner.
The contrast between purity and lust, cleanliness and filth, set off the unbearable reality.
Over and over, Yue Wuhuan repeated in his heart what he had understood a long time ago.
Even if the Acacia Seal is lifted, he can’t go back to the past…
Song Qingshi took his hand back in embarrassment. He looked at the person hiding in the darkness and opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.
Yue Wuhuan quickly realized that he was wrong. The other party had already known that he wasn’t a clean person. It would only be more embarrassing to cover up. He quickly evened out his breath and his figure slowly unfolded from deep in the darkness.
He smiled and raised his eyes to look at Song Qingshi. He said the teasing words that he had grown accustomed to a long time ago, “It’s so hot. Does Xianzun wish to see this slave’s body?”
Rather than letting someone discover the embarrassment of his body, he would rather take the initiative to show the embarrassment. As long as he convinces himself that he had no sense of shame, his heart won’t feel saddened.
Song Qingshi came back to with a start before he unfastened his belt. He suddenly lowered all the curtains, blocking the spring scenery in the room.
Yue Wuhuan’s ambiguous voice stopped suddenly as well.
Song Qingshi calmly said, “It’s getting late. The patient needs to rest.”
Yue Wuhuan sat dazedly inside the bed, watching the faint figure beyond the canopy putting out the luminous beads and then lighting the incense burner. The faint medicinal scent mixed with the smell of agarwood swept over, allowing his scorching body to gradually calm down. He slowly lay down and curled up once again into the uninhabited darkness.
He suddenly realized that no one would be wreaking havoc on his body tonight as well. He had no need to speak those unbearably disgusting words, let alone force himself to beg and flatter. There was no messy smell in the air, only the clean scent, which unexpectedly made his always vigilant mind begin to grow murky. He could not keep his eyes open and he was dragged into slumber.
This time there were no scenes of hell in his dreams, only the delicate fragrance of the magnolia tree outside the window of his childhood bedroom…
He slowly relaxed his body, immersing himself in this sweet dream that he had not seen for a long time.
…
Song Qingshi stood blankly outside the door for a long time, thinking a lot.
Once he was sure that the Peaceful Soul Fragrance had done it’s job, he turned around and went back in. Carrying a luminous bead, he gently opened the curtain and sat by the bedside. He once again used his mental probe to look at the various problems hidden in this scarred body.
After a long time, he withdrew his mental probe. He quietly looked at Yue Wuhuan’s face. He had his eyes tightly closed. The completely relaxed youth has already taken off his seductive fawning look. He was like a sleeping wild cat, with his claws put away. No longer on guard, as though forgetting the pain he had suffered and showing his true colors.
Freedom, pride, stubbornness…
His life never should have turned out how it did.
Song Qingshi gently tucked in the quilt. He tucked his messy long hair carefully behind his ears and promised in a low voice,
“I will heal you.”
Chapter 6: The Truth Behind the Scenes
Yue Wuhuan thought that his eyes were soon going to be gouged out by Xianzun and his entire body began to tremble from nervousness.
After Song Qingshi’s inspection, he was puzzled, “Are you cold?”
Yue Wuhuan shook his head stiffly.
“If your eyes aren’t giving you any discomfort, we can leave it for later treatment.” Song Qingshi decided to do this according to the severity of the matter. He returned to the table and took off his gloves. He picked up the spirit bead and walked over, “In your nails, I found a white powdery medicine. After a preliminary inspection, I determined that it contained Deer Spring Grass and Confusion Scented Flowers, which produce a strong aphrodisiac effect. In addition, I also found the smell of incense on your clothes and feather skirts have plant ingredients that attract cats. This is the reason why the demon tiger charged at you and attacked you at the banquet.”
He found out…
Yue Wuhuan thought in despair.
This was the trick he had found by fumbling for the edges of the Acacia Seal’s control. Slaves couldn’t kill themselves, slaves must follow the master in everything. But now, it is the master was happy to see the slave perform an unbearable performance and it was the master who was also happy to have the slave played with to death.
All he could get his hands on were aphrodisiacs from which he extracted the psychedelic ingredients. He concentrated it by several times, enough to make animals lose their sanity.
Therefore, he calculated the time and wrapped the medicine in wax pellets to delay the onset of the drugs in the demon tiger’s body. He then prepared a scent on his body to attracted the demon tiger. Once the mood at the banquet had reached its peak, the Demon Tiger rushed up under the stimulation of the drugs and he made sure that it would choose him as its prey. He pretended to be dazed from taking an aphrodisiac pill and took the initiative to step forward. The guests thought it was a show for entertainment arranged by Jin Feiren and they all applauded.
Jin Feiren cared very much about his face. Moreover, he has already acquired a new favorite. He would never break the high spirits of the guests for him. A moment’s hesitation could lead the Demon Tiger to completely lose control and tear to pieces the guests at the banquet.
Yue Wuhuan carried out his plan with the utmost determination to die. He never thought that he would live and have the truth exposed..
In Golden Phoenix Manor, if a slave was found to show signs of disobedience, he would be severely punished. What’s more, what he did was to scheme against the master, this thing which was absolutely against the rules… But then what about it?
Yue Wuhuan’s flustered heart gradually calmed down and he recalled that when he first became a slave, because he was unwilling to yield and because it was suitable for the restorative ability of his wood-type spiritual root, he was made to suffer all the humiliation that the world could bear under the control of Acacia Seal. He was forced to assume all sorts of unbearable postures, forced to admit he was more debauch than the most debauch flower lady in the pleasure quarters. The bastards hated how he would not react during s*xual intercourse and they used countless kinds of drugs to transform him into having a very sensitive physique until even the friction of ordinary cloth would make him extremely uncomfortable.
Every time he thinks that he has reached the limits of hell, he will always discover that hell went even deeper. Finally, after realizing that his despair and resistance would only make those people happier, he gave up these meaningless struggles and as well as the idea of living to free himself of the Acacia Seal.
Yue Wuhuan put away his smile and stopped pretending. He looked at the spirit bead coldly and provoked disrespectfully, “Now that you know, what are you going to do about it?”
Song Qingshi declared without any hesitation, “Someone wants to harm you!”
Yue Wuhuan failed in his provocation and he almost missed a breath, thinking that he had misheard, “What?”
Song Qingshi felt that his reasoning was excellent — Although he didn’t read novels very much, his senior sister said that all protagonists were good people because bad people would not pass the domestic publication censorship as protagonists. Moreover, the system’s introduction indicated that the protagonist suffered a tragic fate. His injuries now must also be part of the original plot.
Analyzing it based on the social news he has read, most of the people in Golden Phoenix Manor were jealous of the protagonist shou’s beauty and favor and wanted to destroy him. And so they used medicine on his body and nails! So Song ‘Holmes’ Qingshi carefully thought and concluded, “I suspect it must have been the work of the one who helped dress you that day. I will find the murderer later and give you justice.”
“No,” Yue Wuhuan felt the corners of his mouth twitching. He didn’t believe this mighty Xianzun would be this stupid but the other party seemed to be very serious about making him believe that he was. He didn’t know what expression to put on. Finally he replied stiffly, “No need…”
When Song Qingshi saw how kind-hearted he was, he became more sure of his conjecture. He put the spirit bead into Yue Wuhuan’s hands. “This thing belongs to you, so you can put it away.”
Yue Wuhuan realizes that the bead had not been marked with a new spiritual thought. He was completely confused.
“I have studied this thing.” Song Qingshi explained, “The Acacia Seal involves a spell and it’s relatively complicated. The Medicine King’s Valley has no way to undo this curse. I have asked the valley servants to go to Night Rain Pavilion to offer a reward. The master of Night Rain Pavilion has told me that although information on how to undo the spell is not expensive, it is rare and it will take some time to hear back from him.”
After hearing him, Yue Wuhuan was stunned for a long time. He asked in a hoarse voice, “What… price do I need to pay?”
Song Qingshi has been helped by many people and no one has ever asked him to repay them. He has helped many people as well and has never asked for someone’s repayment.
In his eyes, the Acacia Seal was a crime against Humanity; the source of the protagonist shou’s suffering, like the shackles on the feet of a bird. After saving the bird, it was only a matter of course to undo the shackles. This was a matter not worth mentioning.
And so he replied very casually, “You can recuperate well and just recover your health with peace of mind.”
The medicine servant came to report that the medicine boiling in the yard was about done.
Song Qingshi hurriedly went out to check, lest the effect of the medicine not reach its most potent.
Yue Wuhuan looked at the spirit bead in his hand in disbelief. His mind whirling with countless thoughts became even more confused.
In the world he knew, things that didn’t cost anything were the most expensive…
Medicine King Xianzun was well-known in the immortal realm for being cold-blooded and heartless. He has never understood mercy or pity for anything. What could he possibly want from himself? His body? His life? Or his soul? Yue Wuhuan thought for a long time and couldn’t help but smile. He tightly grasped the spirit bead in his hand, determined to make a desperate move. As long as he could get rid of these shackles, he would do anything, even if he had to sell his soul to the devil…
When Yue Wuhuan saw Song Qingshi carrying the medicine in, he pondered a little about what Song Qingshi’s impression of him was and what he was asking of him. His expression quickly switched to a well-behaved and weak look. He then carefully raised his eyes and glanced at him secretly, with just the right look of gratitude in his eyes. He allowed himself to be at the mercy of Song Qingshi’s treatment plan.
This patient was super obedient! He complied with whatever the doctor instructed. No matter how disgusting the medicine was, he would drink it in one go. No matter how painful or itchy the acupuncture treatment was, he wouldn’t utter a sound! He even gratefully thanked the doctor in such a gentle voice! Taking care of him gave Song Qingshi a great sense of accomplishment. He wished that all patients in the world were so well-behaved.
The regenerative abilities of the wood spiritual root was astonishing. The wound on Yue Wuhuan’s shoulder scabbed over in five days.
After Song Qingshi’s check up, Yue Wuhuan was allowed to get out of bed and move about. He was ordered to get more sun exposure and Song Qingshi set about preparing for the next treatment.
The Medicine King, whether it was the original body or the current Song Qingshi, didn’t care much about what they wore. Therefore, the Medicine King’s Valley rarely had shark silk or ice silk. The hospital gowns prepared by servants of the valley were made of ordinary cotton. It was very comfortable for ordinary people but for Yue Wuhuan, the friction from wearing it made him feel uncomfortable and so he didn’t dare to leave his room too far. He would stop after just taking a few steps.
At night, Song Qingshi noticed that he was walking abnormally, so he came to do an examination. He didn’t expect that just the merest touch to his collarbone, he hadn’t even gone down any and he already almost made a fool of himself.
Yue Wuhuan looked at Song Qingshi’s stunned expression and those clear eyes free from any evil intentions. The sense of shame he hadn’t felt for a long time came out. He couldn’t help but avoid those gentle hands, curling up into a dark corner.
The contrast between purity and lust, cleanliness and filth, set off the unbearable reality.
Over and over, Yue Wuhuan repeated in his heart what he had understood a long time ago.
Even if the Acacia Seal is lifted, he can’t go back to the past…
Song Qingshi took his hand back in embarrassment. He looked at the person hiding in the darkness and opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.
Yue Wuhuan quickly realized that he was wrong. The other party had already known that he wasn’t a clean person. It would only be more embarrassing to cover up. He quickly evened out his breath and his figure slowly unfolded from deep in the darkness.
He smiled and raised his eyes to look at Song Qingshi. He said the teasing words that he had grown accustomed to a long time ago, “It’s so hot. Does Xianzun wish to see this slave’s body?”
Rather than letting someone discover the embarrassment of his body, he would rather take the initiative to show the embarrassment. As long as he convinces himself that he had no sense of shame, his heart won’t feel saddened.
Song Qingshi came back to with a start before he unfastened his belt. He suddenly lowered all the curtains, blocking the spring scenery in the room.
Yue Wuhuan’s ambiguous voice stopped suddenly as well.
Song Qingshi calmly said, “It’s getting late. The patient needs to rest.”
Yue Wuhuan sat dazedly inside the bed, watching the faint figure beyond the canopy putting out the luminous beads and then lighting the incense burner. The faint medicinal scent mixed with the smell of agarwood swept over, allowing his scorching body to gradually calm down. He slowly lay down and curled up once again into the uninhabited darkness.
He suddenly realized that no one would be wreaking havoc on his body tonight as well. He had no need to speak those unbearably disgusting words, let alone force himself to beg and flatter. There was no messy smell in the air, only the clean scent, which unexpectedly made his always vigilant mind begin to grow murky. He could not keep his eyes open and he was dragged into slumber.
This time there were no scenes of hell in his dreams, only the delicate fragrance of the magnolia tree outside the window of his childhood bedroom…
He slowly relaxed his body, immersing himself in this sweet dream that he had not seen for a long time.
…
Song Qingshi stood blankly outside the door for a long time, thinking a lot.
Once he was sure that the Peaceful Soul Fragrance had done it’s job, he turned around and went back in. Carrying a luminous bead, he gently opened the curtain and sat by the bedside. He once again used his mental probe to look at the various problems hidden in this scarred body.
After a long time, he withdrew his mental probe. He quietly looked at Yue Wuhuan’s face. He had his eyes tightly closed. The completely relaxed youth has already taken off his seductive fawning look. He was like a sleeping wild cat, with his claws put away. No longer on guard, as though forgetting the pain he had suffered and showing his true colors.
Freedom, pride, stubbornness…
His life never should have turned out how it did.
Song Qingshi gently tucked in the quilt. He tucked his messy long hair carefully behind his ears and promised in a low voice,
“I will heal you.”
