The Princess’ Shadow Guard Cannot Be Too Clever

nable to grasp anything, a torment that pierced her heart.

Even though Ming Qin beneath her couldn’t hear anything, it seemed as though she could feel her pain, tilting her head and kissing her temples while whispering in her ear.

“Good girl, Yan Yan.”

“It’s okay.
Don’t be afraid.”

“I’m here.”

Unknowingly, a tear rolled down from the hollow eyes of the shadow guard, mingling with the already messy tears on Ming Qin’s shoulders.

The woman prostrated above couldn’t cry out, but the person beneath her could feel the spasms coming from her abdomen one after another.
Ming Qin was frustrated with her own helplessness, only able to twist her bound wrists and fumble for Murong Yan’s hand resting on the bedside, gripping it tightly.

“Yan Yan…”

Gently rubbing the soft back of the woman’s hand with her thumb, as if to comfort her, Ming Qin patiently waited for the person on top of her to calm down.

After a while, feeling Murong Yan’s breathing gradually steadying, she cried herself to sleep on Ming Qin’s shoulder as if a string had snapped.
Ming Qin turned her palm over, tightly interlocking their fingers, and in a hoarse voice, made a low promise.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

“I will never let you cry again…”

Ming Qin woke up and found that her body was no longer imprisoned.

However, for some reason, the iron shackle on her right ankle was left behind.
Although the extended chain allowed her to move freely within the room, it was not enough to let her step out of the door.

Ming Qin didn’t mind.
As long as it was Murong Yan’s decision, she had no complaints.

After groping around, she recognized that she was in the Changning Palace, Murong Yan’s boudoir.
Everything in the room was the same as when she left, which amazed Ming Qin’s spatial memory.

Most of the time, even if she couldn’t see, she could move freely.
However, she still relied on the scent of peonies next to her.

Perhaps because she had lost other senses, or perhaps because the presence of a woman made her feel at ease, Ming Qin had an extraordinary sensitivity to Murong Yan’s scent.

When she felt the cold wind outside diluting the fragrance in the room, she knew that the woman had left briefly, and her heart couldn’t help but feel a little low.

When the fragrance of flowers approached again, Ming Qin knew that her beloved woman was nearby.
Even when a strong scent rushed into her nose, she instinctively reached out and embraced the soft body close to her.

Especially at night, Ming Qin would smell the hair of the person in her arms and remind herself repeatedly before falling asleep that she would never be engulfed by darkness again.

And now, when the originally pure peony scent was mixed with other odors, a strong medicinal smell and an indelible musty smell on the body, Ming Qin knew that Wang Wei was the one next to Murong Yan, taking her pulse.

“Wang Wei, you really do stink.”

Although she couldn’t see or hear anyone, Ming Qin still smiled, “No wonder that little girl said no one wanted to visit your home.”

“Hmph, Little Shadow Guard Ming, you don’t know how bad you smelled when you were unconscious.” Wang Wei took off the white cloth he used for taking the pulse, unwilling to admit defeat.
“It was so bad it was suffocating!”

“…Ah Qin doesn’t stink.”

Murong Yan, who was standing next to them, seemed to be afraid of hurting Ming Qin’s feelings.
She bent down and gently stroked Ming Qin’s face, lovingly kissing her forehead.
“I help Ah Qin bathe every day, she doesn’t stink.”

“Princess, why are you talking to someone who can’t hear?” Wang Wei, who had no expression on his face, had not finished speaking before he was kicked by Song Shu Qing next to him.

He rolled his eyes.

“Do you dare argue with a patient? If you can’t speak, don’t speak.”

Before the crazy old man was driven out by the princess, Song Shu Qing interrupted him and asked with concern, “How is Qin Qin? Is she okay?”

“Well…there is still a little bit of poison in her body, and we can only wait for it to metabolize.
It should be okay.” Wang Wei thought seriously for a rare moment, then paused.
“As for her lost senses, it will probably only recover slowly over time.”

Seeing Murong Yan’s dark face, Wang Wei thought of Song Shu Qing’s instructions earlier and changed the subject.
“But since she has already regained her sense of smell and touch, I feel like there is still a good chance.”

“Maybe.”

Standing with his hands on his hips, he nodded heavily, looking somewhat proud.
“After all, with my miraculous medical skills and Little Shadow Guard Ming’s strong vitality like an indestructible cockroach, there shouldn’t be any major problems.”

After hearing this, Murong Yan breathed a sigh of relief and bowed solemnly to Wang Wei, with a lower posture than when he treated her before.

On the way back to the hospital from Changning Palace, Song Shu Qing sighed and said, “Tell me the truth, how is Qin Qin’s body? Although I’m not as skilled as you, I can tell that Qin Qin’s body has suffered serious damage.
What is your diagnosis?”

“Well…it’s true that Little Shadow Guard Ming’s vitality is weak,” Wang Wei cleared his throat, “but I’m not so pessimistic about her lost senses.”

“Although you instructed me to speak well of the Princess before we went to Changning Palace, I didn’t completely lie just now.” The old man carried his medicine box and continued, “My miraculous medical skills and Little Shadow Guard Ming’s strong vitality like an indestructible cockroach are as true as gold.”

There is still a chance for recovery.

If one is lucky enough.