Chapter 42: She Wants To See Her

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Before Ye Wuyou withdrew her gaze, she met the eyes of a woman standing in front of the counter.

A half silver mask covered the woman's left face, even her left eye, making it hard for Ye Wuyou to see her features.

The woman had her long hair tied up high, holding a long sword, leaning against the counter looking in Young Master Meng's direction.

When their eyes met, the woman just smiled at her, then turned away, no longer looking at Young Master Meng, and urged the waiter inside the counter, "Little brother, hurry up."

The waiter then sped up and filled a gourd with wine for her.

She took the gourd, sniffed it, and smiled contentedly. She plugged the gourd, hung it on her waist, and walked towards the door.

Ye Wuyou thought she was some heroine from the martial world. She didn't think much of it and turned her gaze away. She grabbed another waiter and ordered another jar of strong wine for Young Master Meng.

At that moment, the masked woman had already left Drunken Immortal Inn, skipping towards a nearby alley.

Before she reached the alley, a woman in white, who had been waiting with her arms crossed against the wall, smiled and reminded her, "Slow down, do not fall."

With this gentle smile, the cold aura around the woman in white melted away.

The masked woman also smiled, accelerated her pace, ran to her side, and took her arm, laughing, "It is fine, I have just lost one eye, not both. I can still see the road!"

Obviously a beauty, but now her appearance is ruined and her eye is blind.

Shen Lingyun felt that perhaps only this person could still be so cheerful after such an accident.

"You, always able to find so many crooked reasons."

Shen Lingyun scolded her with a glance and then took the opportunity to adjust the woman's mask, which had shifted slightly during the run, before taking her hand.

"Alright, since the wine is done, I will take you home."

Not waiting for Shen Lingyun to pull her away, she had already grabbed Shen Lingyun's hand in return, blocking her path and saying, "I do not want to go back. I just found out that there has been a fierce dispute over inheritance in my family recently. It is probably not a good time for me to go back and stir up trouble."

Shen Lingyun frowned, puzzled, "Not going back? But did you not come to the capital specifically to congratulate your sister?"

"We have been delayed on the road for too long. We are already too late for the wedding ceremony. Besides, with the recent fierce dispute over inheritance, it is unlikely anyone would be happy to see me back now. I think I will just continue to follow you and repay my debt!"

"A’Yao, did I not say it before? There is no need for you to repay me. As a doctor, saving lives is just..."

Before Shen Lingyun could finish, the masked woman, who had just been smiling, suddenly looked sad and asked, "Or is it that you do not want to keep me here anymore, so you are eager for me to leave?"

Knowing that the person was deliberately pretending to be sad, Shen Lingyun still indulged helplessly: "Forget it, forget it, if you do not want to go home, I cannot force you. If you still want to come back with me, remember to let your elder sister know you are safe, do not let her worry too much."

Even though they had been inseparable for over a year, Shen Lingyun still did not know the background of the person beside her, only knowing that among her many siblings, there was only one elder sister who genuinely cared for her.

This person never said much, and Shen Lingyun never asked much.

In the capital, where power and influence were abundant, Shen Lingyun just thought of her as some privileged young lady who liked to have fun, unwilling to return home to quarrel over family property, so she let her be.

"I have already let her know, everything is fine!"

So, this person regained her smile, pulled Shen Lingyun along, and continued, "Let us not talk about that. I just saw Young Master Meng inside, and she seems to be drinking to drown her sorrows."

"Drown her sorrows?"

The moment she heard this, Shen Lingyun was momentarily stunned and murmured, "Is she not fond of drinking?"

"You..." Seeing Shen Lingyun's distraction, knowing she might be worried, the masked woman carefully observed her expression and tentatively asked, "Do you want to go in and check on her?"

When the two of them reentered the Drunken Immortal Inn, Young Master Meng had already downed one jar of wine after another.

"This wine is not strong enough, I want something stronger!"

Once again summoned by Young Master Meng, Ye Wuyou could not help but roll her eyes, raising her hand to push her shoulder.

"I am telling you, that is enough. No more drinking! Get up and come back with me!"

"No, I still want to drink!"

Although Young Master Meng's mind was still relatively clear, her gaze had become increasingly hazy. She could not even muster the strength to lift her hands and feet, only able to lie weakly on the table, tilting her head towards Ye Wuyou and ordering, "Go quickly and get me some wine! I want strong liquor! The stronger, the better!"

"Shen Lingyun rarely saw Young Master Meng in such a distressed state, and now, seeing her like this, surprised her greatly.

Examining, diagnosing, and treating patients were all a piece of cake for a doctor.

From Shen Lingyun's perspective, Young Master Meng at this moment appeared too haggard. Even the flush on her face from drinking couldn't conceal her paleness and sickly appearance.

"Drinking alone is boring, why not have us accompany you?"

It was only when she heard the voice that Ye Wuyou lifted her head from Young Master Meng's face and looked towards the newcomer.

Oh, wasn't this the masked woman she had seen drinking before?

Without waiting for Ye Wuyou to speak, the masked woman had already placed the two jars of wine she was holding on their table and sat in the empty seat next to Young Master Meng.

"The wine at the Drunken Immortal Inn is not very strong. If you want to drown your sorrows, why not try these two jars of 'Drunken Immortal'? They will surely let you experience the taste of forgetting a thousand sorrows with a single drink!"

"Sorrows? Who is feeling sorrow?"

Young Master Meng struggled to lift herself from the table, looking towards the speaker. Just as she was about to retort, she saw Shen Lingyun standing with crossed arms in front of the table, staring at her with cold eyes.

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Young Master Meng couldn't help but shiver.

"Oh, so it is Sister Lingyun and Shu Yao..."

After waiting for a long time, the Princess did not arrive as expected. Instead, Young Master Meng was disappointed to encounter two familiar faces.

Before Shen Lingyun could start lecturing, Young Master Meng let out a sigh of frustration, slumping back onto the table. She sought relief from the warmth on her cheeks by resting against the cool surface of the table. Facing Shu Yao's direction, she softly said, "If you want to drink, then I will reluctantly accompany you to taste this wine."

‘Shu Yao’ smiled and directly opened the seal of the wine jar, pouring a full bowl for both herself and Young Master Meng.

Without asking why Young Master Meng looked troubled, Shu Yao just smiled and raised her bowl to her. "Here, cheers!"

Seeing the two people drinking together like this, Shen Lingjun just shook his head helplessly and sat down on the remaining seat of the square table.

Seeing the two of them start drinking like that, Shen Lingyun could only shake her head helplessly and sit down at the remaining seat at the square table.

Shu Yao always enjoyed drinking, and when she was in the mood, Shen Lingyun couldn't stop her. Even if she tried to stop her, Shu Yao would pretend to be upset and soften her heart.

Young Master Meng was always stubborn, and when she acted out of character, Shen Lingyun couldn't stop her even more.

Since she couldn't stop the two of them, why bother trying to stop them again?

After settling down, Shen Lingyun turned her gaze to Ye Wuyou, cautiously asking, "May I ask who this young lady is?"

Shen Lingyun may not have seen Ye Wuyou before, but that doesn't mean Ye Wuyou doesn't know who Shen Lingyun is.

Both the Poison Doctor and the Miracle Doctor sisters were highly skilled in medicine, but over the past decade, they had only nurtured one disciple together, and that was Shen Lingyun.

Shen Lingyun inherited the teachings of two great medical masters. Although she grew up with the Poison Doctor in the Demonic Sect since childhood, she also bore the responsibility of the Divine Doctor's lineage. Because of this connection, even if she was from the Demonic Sect, when she walked the Jianghu, various sects and factions would still show her considerable respect.

Unlike the casual and natural attitude towards Young Master Meng, Ye Wuyou was much more restrained when facing Shen Lingyun.

She directly ignored Young Master Meng, who was drinking with Shu Yao on the side, and instead poured a cup of tea for Shen Lingyun, bowing respectfully and saying, "I am Ye Wuyou, and I have long heard of Miss Shen's name."

With this, Shen Lingyun also knew who the person accompanying Young Master Meng and drinking so much wine was.

The incident of Ye Wuyou's marriage abduction had long been widely spread in the Jianghu.

Although Shen Lingyun was not particularly interested in court affairs, due to the relationship between the groom and Young Master Meng this time, she couldn't help but pay some attention.

Although she didn't know how the groom, who should have been kidnapped for marriage, could successfully marry the princess, watching the familiar interaction between Ye Wuyou and Young Master Meng, Shen Lingyun couldn't help but speculate whether the person kidnapped by Ye Wuyou was their Young Master.

However, no matter how doubtful Shen Lingyun was in her heart, she remained calm and courteous to Ye Wuyou.

With four people at the table, two drinking tea and two drinking wine, each had their own thoughts.

While Ye Wuyou and Shen Lingyun exchanged pleasantries, Shu Yao also quietly chatted with Meng Chang'an.

Fortunately, Ye Wuyou didn't notice what the two of them were quietly discussing, which allowed Shu Yao to indirectly probe Young Master Meng.

But within just a stick of incense's time, Young Master Meng, who had been smoothly conversing and discussing tomorrow's meeting place with Shu Yao, was suddenly overwhelmed by Shu Yao's excessive drinking. She ended up slumping down, her consciousness gradually becoming blurred.

She half-closed her eyes, staring absentmindedly at the wine bowl in front of her.

Whoever said "getting drunk can dispel a thousand sorrows"?

Young Master Meng, who couldn't wait for the Princess' arrival, felt like she was even more troubled now.

Martial artists always have sharp senses. Before Young Master Meng could recover and continue drinking, the laughter and conversation of the neighboring guests had already reached her ears.

"Brother Wang, your news is a bit slow. I just heard from my father before I went out tonight that His Majesty only imprisoned the Prince Consort yesterday, and today he has already been released."

"What? They released him just like that? I was looking forward to seeing the fun of the Princess divorcing the Prince Consort!"

"Well, it seems like you will not get to see it. My father also mentioned that it is because the Princess has been pleading with His Majesty for mercy since yesterday, begging for two consecutive days, before His Majesty finally agreed to release him."

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, I did not expect that. That man is indeed fortunate to be treated so kindly by the Princess. I heard he even has a lover outside..."

After that conversation, Young Master Meng had no interest in listening further.

Meng Chang'an smirked lightly. She had been drinking from dawn till dusk, and yet the Princess still had not come. It turns out it was because of her elder brother's affairs delaying things.

Seeing Young Master Meng's gaze becoming increasingly unfocused, Shu Yao finally reached out and waved her hand in front of her eyes.

"Can you still drink? If you cannot handle it anymore, go back to the inn with us?"

Young Master Meng's head was spinning, and when she saw Shu Yao approaching, in her hazy state, she always felt that the half of the face in front of her looked somewhat familiar, making her mistakenly think she saw the Princess.

"Your Highness... Why did you just come..."

Although the mutterings were not loud, they were still audible to everyone at the table.

Shu Yao was stunned for a moment.

Realizing that Young Master Meng had mistaken her for someone else, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Young Master Meng's hand could reach her chin, Shu Yao had already pushed it away forcefully.

Turning hurriedly, she indeed saw the shocked expression on Shen Lingyun's face.

Afraid that Young Master Meng would get into trouble if she continued drinking, Ye Wuyou didn't dare to indulge her any longer. She immediately grabbed the back of her collar and dragged her out.

"Please, stay seated. I'll take her back now."

Since they had already encountered each other, Shen Lingyun couldn't let Young Master Meng be taken away by someone else.

As Ye Wuyou left, Shen Lingyun immediately grabbed Shu Yao and followed after.

Just this small gap in timing saved them both from disaster.

Ye Wuyou, who had left the door a step ahead, happened to be vomited on by Young Master Meng.

Even from a distance, Shen Lingyun and Shu Yao could smell the sour stench emanating from Ye Wuyou's body.

"Meng Chang'an! Are you itching for a fight?!"

Ye Wuyou's veins bulged and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou only wanted to draw her sword and confront Young Master Meng.

After vomiting, Young Master Meng felt much better.

Looking up, she saw the expressions of disgust on the faces of the three people.

No longer swaying as before, Young Master Meng, though still appearing intoxicated, seemed much more sober-minded.

Even though she accidentally vomited, Young Master Meng remained clean, leaving Ye Wuyou in a sorry state.

Taking a few steps back, she looked at Ye Wuyou again.

Seeing the disdain and annoyance on Ye Wuyou's face strangely eased Young Master Meng.

"Whether you believe it or not, I have to tell you, I really did not mean to do that."

Without waiting for Ye Wuyou to start cursing her, she swiftly turned around, used her qinggong, and ran away.

Young Master Meng's agility remained as sharp as ever, showing no sign of her previous drunken state.

Once she reached the rooftop and glanced back, and saw Ye Wuyou standing there in a sorry state, glaring angrily in her direction, Young Master Meng smirked faintly. Without hesitation, she dashed directly towards the direction of the Princess' residence.

At this moment, Young Master Meng didn't care about anything else; she only wanted to follow her heart.

Regardless of what would happen later, right now, all she wanted was to see the Princess, just seeing her once would be enough.

Young Master Meng felt like she wasn't drunk, but rather, crazy.