My Three Kingdoms is not right

Sima Yi's body was confined to a small space by illness, but her vision and thoughts were not restricted.

Although she was far from the court, she often pondered and speculated about the political situation through information from family and friends.

In the layout she sketched, one stroke stands out particularly.

That was Princess Liu Xun of Wannian.

She had mentally analyzed every move this person would make:

While in Luoyang, he skillfully navigated the four factions of Yang Feng, Han Xian, Dong Cheng, and Cao Cao, as the emperor's younger brother.

After moving the capital to Xuchang, he won over Yang Biao, befriended Xun Yu, maintained cooperation with Cao Cao while retaining his independence, and personally rebuilt the Imperial Guard.

When Yuan Shu declared himself emperor, he volunteered to go to Jiangdong to persuade Sun Ce to defect. On the way, he also killed Yuan Shu's envoy and tied Lü Bu to the imperial court's chariot.

During the Wancheng Incident, he led the Imperial Guards a thousand miles to the rescue, saving Cao Cao's life.

In the Battle of Xiapi, he held off Lü Bu's 4,000 elite troops for half a day with just over a thousand imperial guards. After being captured, he not only escaped unscathed but also persuaded Hou Cheng and others to defect, and together they surrendered the city.

Every single action, every step, was perfectly timed, and every single moment saw him on the side of victory. All his actions yielded benefits and created space for himself, yet he never crossed any party's bottom line.

To say that such a person is merely a simple-minded and sincere young man would be a gross underestimation of him.

Sima Yi's assessment of him can be summed up in four words: unfathomable.

So when she heard that Princess Wannian was coming to Hanoi to treat her illness, her first reaction was to be wary.

What is he plotting?

Was he trying to win over the Sima clan on behalf of the emperor? To sow discord between the Sima family and Cao Cao? Or did he have ulterior motives?

She suppressed these thoughts, keeping a straight face, preparing to see for herself what kind of person this legendary princess really was.

At this moment, she finally saw him.

The boy stood before the couch, sunlight filtering through the cracks in the window and falling on his profile.

His eyebrows were like the bright moon, and his eyes like shooting stars. His skin was as white as jade, and his posture was upright. He possessed both the delicate features of a young man and a youthful vigor.

Even she, who is usually calm, couldn't help but be momentarily "lost in thought".

No wonder!

She sighed inwardly.

No wonder his opponents always underestimate him.

Faced with such a handsome, fair-skinned face, people would naturally associate him with kind, sincere, pure, and other beautiful things.

This is what is known as a "male beauty causing trouble".

When those four words came to mind, the corners of her mouth curved almost imperceptibly.

Faced with such a young man, which heroine or heroine in the world could remain calm and rational?

However, I am different.

Sima Yi admitted that he was indeed momentarily amazed when he saw him.

But that's all.

Because she had already analyzed this person in her mind and was sufficiently wary of him. She knew that beneath that stunning appearance lay a deep, meticulous, and calculating mind.

I won't be fooled by appearances. This man is definitely not simple.

His coming to treat the illness was a pretense; his true intention was to use the Sima clan to achieve some kind of scheme.

Although it is still uncertain what his goal is, he must ensure that his family will not become a victim of someone else's ambition.

As for treating illness?

Sima Yi sneered inwardly.

How many famous doctors has she seen for this illness? They all shook their heads and sighed, saying it was an incurable disease. This princess has only been studying medicine for a little over a month; even if she were a genius, what could she possibly learn?

It's just a charade to go all out.

Liu Xun took back the wooden slip and asked another question. Sima Yi answered them one by one, his voice steady and his attitude cooperative, but a faint smile played at the corners of his mouth.

—You act, I'll act with you.

Liu Xun seemed oblivious to her expression: "Alright, lie down. I'm going to press a few places now, tell me how it feels."

Sima Yi lay down as instructed, and the bed curtains were completely pulled back and hung on the bedposts.

Liu Xun stood up, walked to the side of the couch, and reached out to press his hand on her calf.

"How does it feel here?"

"I don't feel anything." Her voice was lower than usual.

Liu Xun nodded, moved his fingers up a few inches, and pressed them against the back of his knee.

"And here?"

"I don't feel anything."

"it is good."

Continue moving your fingers upwards, pressing them above your knee.

"And here?"

Sima Yi felt the warmth of the boy's palm this time, and his throat became a little dry.

Is this princess flirting with me?

"Your Highness," she finally couldn't help but speak, her voice a few decibels more urgent than usual, "haven't you finished pressing the buttons yet?"

As soon as she spoke, she realized that her tone had been somewhat unfriendly.

Liu Xun raised his head and smiled slightly: "It's all better now."

Sima Yi: "..."

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found her throat felt blocked. A feeling of shame and anger choked her, unable to rise or fall, making her cheeks burn.

She took a deep breath and suppressed it.

"How does Your Highness feel?" Sima Lang's voice came from behind, breaking the delicate silence. "Many doctors have come to see me. This is a stubborn illness that cannot be cured in a short period of time."

Her tone was polite, but Liu Xun could tell that she didn't have much hope.

"I know the cause of the illness." Liu Xun stood up and walked to the table. "Although this illness is difficult to treat, I happen to have a solution."

Sima Lang was slightly taken aback:

"Your Highness means..."

"Wind-dampness syndrome may seem complicated, but its root cause lies in the obstruction of qi and blood." As Liu Xun spoke, he took out a cloth bag from his sleeve, unfolded it, and inside was a row of silver needles. "The 'Ten Volumes of Huangdi Qibo Massage' passed down to me by Master Hua Tuo contains techniques specifically for this syndrome. Combined with the acupuncture methods in 'Bian Que's Outer Classic,' it should be effective."

Sima Yi lay on the couch, watching Liu Xun take out the silver needles, feeling somewhat angry.

Do you really have to stab me?

Good, good, good!

Since we're going to act, I'll play along to the very end.

Anyway, my body is numb below the knees, so I can't feel any pain.

Liu Xun picked up a silver needle and walked to the bedside. His hand was steady, and the needle tip gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

"First acupuncture point: Zusanli (ST36)."

The silver needles were inserted into acupoints on the outside of her calf. Sima Yi felt no pain, not even the presence of the needles.

She lowered her head, looking at the silver needle that had penetrated half an inch into her skin, and gritted her teeth inwardly.

This man is so cruel!

"Second acupuncture point: Yanglingquan."

Another needle was inserted, but still no sensation was felt.

"The third acupuncture point is Sanyinjiao."

"The fourth needle, the hanging bell."

"Fifth injection, Kunlun."

After inserting five needles, Liu Xun stopped. He straightened up and looked at Sima Yi: "How do you feel?"

Sima Yi shook his head: "No."

She can't even feel a needle prick, let alone anything else?

Liu Xun nodded, unsurprised. He reached out and gently twirled the silver needle at Zusanli (ST36). The movement was extremely light and slow, like plucking a string on a musical instrument.

a bit.

Two times.

Three times.

The girl's brows suddenly furrowed.