My Three Kingdoms is not right

Liu Xun took out his needle pouch and was preparing to perform acupuncture when he heard light footsteps at the door.

"Brother!" Sun Shangxiang skipped in, "Dong Cheng has come to visit and is having tea in the front hall."

Sima Yi lowered his eyes. "Your Highness, if you have something to attend to, please go ahead and do it. My acupuncture later won't be a problem."

Liu Xun couldn't help but laugh when he saw her feigned indifference.

"Acupuncture is more effective after a massage. You should lie down properly; there's no reason to keep the patient waiting."

After saying that, she raised her chin at Sun Shangxiang and said, "Let her wait."

"Alright!" Sun Shangxiang's footsteps faded into the distance.

Liu Xun turned around and found Sima Yi looking at him.

After meeting his gaze, she immediately looked away, lost in thought.

Liu Xun ignored her and began to administer acupuncture.

Acupuncture is quick, which is a special skill taught by Hua Tuo that distinguishes it from other medical practices.

She can always select the fewest but most effective acupoints for treatment, and some ailments can even be cured with a single needle.

After inserting five needles, Liu Xun began to remove them in no time.

"How are you feeling today?" he asked.

"All is well." Sima Yi cherished Liu Xun's treatment.

She could feel her numb legs gradually coming back to life.

Liu Xun stood up, walked to the window, and opened it. The afternoon sun poured in, carrying the warmth and brightness unique to early autumn, falling on the couch and on Sima Yi's pale face.

The osmanthus flowers in the courtyard are in bloom, and their sweet fragrance drifts in on the breeze.

"The weather is great today," Liu Xun said.

Sima Yi leaned against the pillow, his gaze passing through the window to the bright sky.

"Yes, that's good."

But she could only lie there, looking out the window at the square patch of sky. She couldn't go anywhere, and she couldn't do anything.

She has been trapped on the tatami mat for a long time.

Liu Xun suddenly remembered something: "Oh right, I brought you a small gift."

He turned and walked out of the room, his footsteps fading into the distance in the corridor. Sima Yi stared blankly in the direction he disappeared.

Gift?

A moment later, the sound of footsteps resumed.

Liu Xun pushed in a strange-looking vehicle.

The object resembled a folding chair, but was much taller, with two wheels underneath. The backrest tilted backward, and the armrests were wrapped in soft cotton cloth. It was made entirely of lightweight wood, polished smooth and flat, without a single burr visible.

"What is this?" Sima Yi narrowed his eyes.

"A wheelchair." Liu Xun pushed the wheelchair to the side of the couch and patted the armrest. "Ma Jun and I discussed making it. Let's give it a try."

Sima Yi was still in a daze when Liu Xun picked him up by the waist and carefully placed him on the wheelchair.

He crouched down and pointed to the iron rings on both sides of the wheel: "Look, push this ring with your hand and the wheel will turn. You can control the direction and speed by yourself, without needing anyone to push it."

Seeing that Sima Yi looked completely bewildered, he simply taught her how to operate the device step by step.

Soon, a smile appeared on Sima Yi's face.

She can go out now!

Yourself!

"The weather's nice today, go get some sun. It'll help you recover faster." Liu Xun stood up, his tone as casual as if he were talking about something trivial. "I've already had someone lay bricks and stones to level out any steps or uneven spots in the yard."

"Tell me what you find inconvenient tomorrow, and I'll have someone fix it."

Sima Yi bowed her head and thanked him, her voice muffled.

She didn't want others to see that she was envious.

Her family has been very good to her over the years.

Her mother sought out renowned doctors for her, her eldest sister tirelessly sought help for her illness, and her younger sisters took turns keeping her company and keeping her company. Her clothing and food were meticulously prepared; her medicinal treatments were never interrupted.

She was grateful, but also ashamed.

No one could imagine what she must have felt as she lay on that couch, gazing at the same sky day after day.

No one thought that she also wanted to go to the yard to see the flowers, to bask in the sun under the eaves, and to listen to the sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo grove.

No one considered that she needed more than just hope for a physical cure.

But the boy had an idea.

This high-ranking, esteemed princess, whom she initially thought was "unfathomable and cunning," gave her hope for healing and the possibility of moving freely.

Liu Xun stepped back: "I should go now. You should get some rest."

"Your Highness," Sima Yi suddenly called out to him.

Liu Xun turned around: "Is there anything else?"

Sima Yi opened his mouth.

She had already made up her mind that she was only there for medical treatment and would not say anything more, nor would she allow the Sima family to be involved in court disputes because of her.

But at this moment, looking at the boy's figure standing in the sunlight, she suddenly felt that all her worries were unimportant.

"Dong Cheng was not a man who could accomplish anything."

Liu Xun stopped in his tracks.

He turned around and looked at Sima Yi again.

Dong Cheng was certainly not a successful person. In the original history, her plot to seize the "Imperial Edict in the Belt" ended in failure, all the participants were killed, and Dong Cheng herself was exterminated by Cao Cao along with her entire clan, becoming a laughing stock for later generations.

Liu Xun certainly knew all this.

But he didn't expect that Sima Yi could also see it.

This young girl, confined to her bed and never leaving the house, could only learn about the outside world through snippets of conversation from her family each day, yet she was able to make such accurate judgments based on these limited pieces of information.

That's the difference between geniuses and ordinary people.

Liu Xun asked with great interest, "Has Zhongda met Dong Cheng?"

Sima Yi shook his head.

"Then how can you be so sure she can't succeed?"

"By observing their past, one can foresee their future," Sima Yi said slowly.

"On the emperor's journey back east, she ordered her subordinates to plunder the palace's valuables. This shows that she was greedy for petty gains and forgot the greater good."

"She invited Cao Cao to Luoyang in an attempt to suppress Han Xian, but instead she let a wolf into the house and was ultimately sidelined by Cao Cao. This shows that she was short-sighted and misjudged people."

"Faced with Cao Cao's domineering presence in Luoyang, she yielded at every turn and dared not resist. This shows her cowardice, weakness of will, and lack of resolve."

"Having lost power, she was in Xuchang, yet she didn't know when to advance or retreat. She befriended court officials and interfered in military affairs. This shows that she overestimated her abilities."

Sima Yi paused slightly at this point: "Greed, stupidity, cowardice, and fickleness. Having two or three of these four traits is enough to ruin anything. Dong Cheng possesses all four. Although I don't know exactly what she's plotting, I can assert that she cannot succeed."

"Your Highness would be best to stay away from her to avoid being implicated."

Liu Xun was impressed by her.

The name "Tsukatora" is indeed not given lightly.

Who would have thought that a sick and frail girl who rarely leaves the house could have such vision and knowledge?

Fortunately, I am not her enemy.

"Zhongda is right." He cupped his hands in thanks. "Thank you for the reminder."

"Take good care of yourself. I'll come see you again tomorrow."

Sima Yi leaned against the pillow, watching the boy's figure disappear into the sunlight, his gaze lingering for a long time.

Did I talk too much?

The fragrance of osmanthus blossoms wafted in on the breeze and landed on her long, thick eyelashes.