Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 365 A serious problem
Yan Ciwan wanted to find out the truth about the death of Crown Prince Renxian from Physician Liu, but judging from Physician Liu's reaction, he probably did not know that there was something fishy about the death of Crown Prince Renxian.

However, this is understandable. If Physician Liu really knew some inside information, Emperor Wen would have found out something when he ordered a thorough investigation into the murder of Crown Prince Renxian.

Yan Ciwan remained silent after that, quietly cooperating with Physician Liu's diagnosis and treatment.

"Your second aunt treated your wound very well. Continue taking the medicine she prescribed for you. This is a medicinal ointment I made myself. Apply it to the wound twice a day, morning and evening, to help it heal quickly."

Doctor Liu placed the ointment on the table and picked up his medicine box.

"You just need to rest well now, and you should be able to get out of bed in three days. But don't make any big movements, lest the wound reopen. I'll take my leave now."

Yan Ciwan was unable to get out of bed and could only watch him leave.

When Physician Liu reached the door, he paused, a look of hesitation on his face.

Seeing that he seemed hesitant to speak, Yan Ciwan took the initiative to say, "There are no outsiders here, so Physician Liu, please speak freely."

Physician Liu hesitated for a while before speaking: "Over the years, I have been researching the deadly poison that killed Crown Prince Renxian. I have seen many kinds of poisonous snake gallbladders, but no matter how many ancient books I have consulted, I have not been able to find out which snake gallbladder caused the deadly poison to be produced. Recently, I suddenly had a guess that perhaps that snake gallbladder was not from the Central Plains."

Yan Ciwan asked, "Are you saying that the snake gall actually came from a foreign land?"

"This is just my guess. When I was browsing the West Market before, I saw a Hu man performing snake tricks for money. There were some jars next to him. I went up to ask him and learned that many Hu people in the Western Regions like to raise snakes. They also often use snake gall to make medicine and soak wine."

Many people from the Western Regions lived in Xizhou. Yan Ciwan had dealt with them before and knew that many of them did indeed raise snakes.

She fell into deep thought. If the poison that killed Crown Prince Renxian came from the Western Regions, then the first person to be implicated would be the King of Xizhou, followed by the Tibetans and the Turks.

Seeing that she was silent, Physician Liu stopped the conversation, took his leave, and departed.

Then Si Buping came in and said to Yan Ciwan, "The Emperor instructed us to take good care of you. From now on, you should stay in Qingping Residence and not wander around anymore."

Yan Ciwan gave a self-deprecating laugh: "Where can I run to in this state?"

"What I mean is, the Sage cares about you a lot, and your every move will be monitored. If you don't want to cause trouble, you'd better behave yourself."

Si Buping's words were extremely blunt. After hearing them, Yan Ciwan stopped smiling. She knew that he was trying to remind her in a good way, so she nodded to indicate that she understood.

Recovering from an injury is a very boring thing. Yan Ciwan lay in bed and couldn't do anything but stare blankly at the ceiling.

Nie Xiayun moved a stool over and sat on the edge of the bed, doing needlework while chatting with her.

"What did the emperor say to you today?"

Yan Ciwan then gave a brief retelling of his conversation with the emperor.

Nie Xiayun was shocked after hearing this: "Is the Emperor determined to make his relationship with A Yang public?"

"Ah."

Nie Xiayun frowned: "The King of Xizhou already suspected A Yang. If the Emperor really does this, it will be tantamount to confirming that A Yang betrayed the King of Xizhou. Given the King of Xizhou's temper, he will definitely hate A Yang and the Emperor to the extreme. Although A Yang has passed away, her tomb is still in Xizhou. Will the King of Xizhou dig up her tomb and whip her corpse in a fit of rage?"

Yan Ciwan did not answer, because this was indeed something the King of Xizhou was capable of doing. The King of Xizhou's personality was just that extreme. When he loved someone, he wanted to offer that person the best of everything in the world, but when he hated someone, he truly wanted to grind that person to dust.

Nie Xiayun grew increasingly uneasy: "Could we refuse the emperor's investiture?"

Yan Ciwan shook her head.

Nie Xiayun placed the small basket of needles and thread on the table beside her and slammed her hand on the table in anger: "Our A-Yang has been dead for so many years, can't the emperor just let her rest in peace underground? Why does he have to create so much trouble?"

Yan Ciwan had considered this matter. On the one hand, the emperor wanted to assert his sovereignty over the King of Xizhou, and on the other hand, he wanted to take the opportunity to provoke the King of Xizhou. Once the King of Xizhou lost his mind and rebelled, the emperor could openly send troops to suppress him and successfully eliminate this major threat.

These things were too sordid, and Yan Ciwan didn't want them to offend Grandma's ears, so she didn't say anything.

She then said, "I plan to leave Chang'an after I resolve the grudge between Yan Tingyu and me, and then I want to go back to Xizhou."

Nie Xiayun was shocked: "Aren't you afraid the King of Xizhou will kill you?"

“My mother’s remains are still buried in Xizhou. I want to take her with me and find a beautiful place to bury her properly.”

Nie Xiayun had always been worried about her daughter's remains. She was afraid that the King of Xizhou wouldn't even spare A Yang's remains. Hearing her granddaughter say this, she immediately said, "I'll go back with you. If the King of Xizhou really wants to kill you, I'll fight them to the death!"

Yan Ciwan smiled helplessly. The old woman was always so fearless, seemingly unconcerned about any danger or difficulty.

"I want to see Yan Tingyu in three days. After that, we can find a chance to leave Chang'an."

Nie Xiayun frowned: "Why are you in such a hurry? Your injuries won't be healed in three days. What if Yan Tingyu tries to harm you?"

"I want to resolve my grievances with Yan Tingyu as soon as possible so we can leave Chang'an quickly. Grandma, don't worry too much. I'll have Xiao Liulang and Si Buping accompany me. With them there, Yan Tingyu can't hurt me."

Seeing that she had made all the arrangements, Nie Xiayun did not try to dissuade her anymore, but instead instructed her, "Remember to bring more people with you when the time comes, and make sure that Yan Tingyu doesn't hurt you again."

"it is good."

As the sun gradually set in the west, night enveloped the entire city of Chang'an.

After Yan Ciwan had her dressing changed, she lay down on the bed. Qiu Shuang covered her with a blanket, then lowered the bed curtains, and Dong Li took away the oil lamp.

After the two left, the door was closed again, leaving Yan Ciwan alone in the quiet, dark bedroom.

She closed her eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

In her hazy state, she vaguely heard footsteps. When she opened her eyes, she saw a beautiful woman dressed in a light purple, elegant palace dress walking towards her.

Although the other person had changed their clothes and their demeanor was completely different from before, Yan Ciwan recognized them at a glance. This person was her elder sister, Yan Tingyu!
Yan Tingyu walked over with a smile on her face, followed by two palace maids dressed in apricot-colored high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress).

When Yan Ciwan saw them approaching, she subconsciously tensed up and reached for the hilt of the knife at her lower back, only to find nothing.

She looked down and realized that her body was actually semi-transparent.

Her dissociative identity disorder has flared up again.