My Three Kingdoms is not right

"What's wrong?" Liu Xun asked.

"It's nothing," Sima Yi's voice sounded a little unnatural. "It's just a little sour."

A long-lost soreness spread from the Zusanli acupoint, running up my calf as if something was slowly wriggling in my meridians.

Liu Xun did not stop, and twisted the needle at Yanglingquan again.

This time, the feeling was even more pronounced.

A mixture of soreness, swelling, and numbness spread from his calves all the way to his knees. The sensation was uncomfortable, even somewhat unpleasant, yet Sima Yi's heart skipped a beat.

Because before this, she had no feeling in her calves.

Not to mention soreness, swelling, and numbness, you can't even feel pain when you pinch hard.

But now, she feels it.

"Zhongda," Sima Lang also noticed his sister's change, "is something wrong?"

Sima Yi bit his lip hard, as if he hadn't heard, and just stared intently at the boy's fair hand.

Liu Xun didn't look at her, but continued to twist the needle.

After finishing the fifth stitch, he straightened up and said bluntly, "Try lifting your leg."

Sima Yi was stunned.

Lift your leg?

She hasn't lifted her legs in a long time.

But she still tried to lift it.

The thigh exerted force, and the calf... moved.

It lifted slightly.

Although it was less than an inch long, and despite the intense pain in my knee and ankle, it did move.

Sima Yi's pupils dilated suddenly.

She lowered her head, looking at her slightly raised calf, as if she had seen something incredible.

The pain in her joints caused her forehead to be covered in cold sweat.

But pain means there is sensation, and sensation means...

"Your Highness!" Sima Lang's voice changed. "Zhongda's leg! Her leg moved!"

Liu Xun smiled slightly and reached out to pull out the five silver needles one by one. Tiny beads of blood came out of the needle tips, which he gently wiped away with a cotton cloth.

"The root cause of wind-dampness lies in the blockage of the meridians," he explained as he removed the needles. "When qi and blood are obstructed, the limbs are deprived of nourishment, resulting in numbness and tingling. The acupuncture technique that Master Hua Tuo taught me, combined with massage techniques, can gradually unblock the meridians and restore the flow of qi and blood."

He looked at Sima Yi: "Today is only the first treatment, so the effect is limited. If you continue the treatment, you should be able to recover gradually."

Sima Yi remained silent.

She lay on the couch, staring straight at Liu Xun, her deep eyes swirling with complex emotions.

Is Liu Xun really here for treatment?

Is it really possible to cure yourself?

At this moment, Sima Yi had forgotten all about the court, family, calculations, and power struggles...

Right now, she only cares about one thing:

I wonder if I can leave this room and see the outside world.

Can I walk, run, ride a horse, and shoot arrows like a normal person?

And perhaps one day, I will be able to realize my ambitions in the imperial court like my elder sister.

"Your Highness."

She suddenly reached out and grabbed Liu Xun's wrist.

The force was light, yet it carried an undeniable resolve.

Sima Lang frowned: "Zhongda, please don't be rude."

Sima Yi ignored her.

Her eyes were fixed on Liu Xun, her voice hoarse: "Please help me."

Liu Xun looked down at the hand gripping his wrist.

That hand was very white, almost transparent, and you could see the fine blue veins under the skin.

He looked up and met those dark eyes.

It was no longer the deep, still light of their first meeting, but a burning, urgent light that seemed to scorch him.

Young is so good.

So fresh and adorable!

Even Sima Yi.

Liu Xun smiled slightly and gently patted the back of her hand.

"Don't worry." His voice wasn't loud, but it was steady and powerful. "I will do my best."

……

A few days later, Liu Xun bid farewell to Sima Fang and set off to return to Xudu.

Besides Sima Lang, there were two more carriages and servants from the Sima family by his side.

One carriage was loaded with gold, jade, ancient books, and various precious medicinal herbs gifted by Sima Fang. In the other spacious carriage lay the sickly young girl—Sima Yi.

After several days of treatment, Sima Yi, who thought he would be paralyzed and bedridden, saw hope for recovery.

However, given Liu Xun's status, he couldn't stay at any official's residence for long. Therefore, at the urging of Sima Fang and Sima Lang, Liu Xun agreed to take Sima Yi back to Xuchang to continue treating her.

And so, another sickly girl moved into the Wannian Villa.

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Liu Xun placed Sima Yi in a small courtyard on the west side of the separate courtyard. The terrain here was high, cool, well-ventilated, and dry, which was conducive to the patient's recovery.

At this moment, the early autumn sunlight filters through the bamboo leaves, scattering like shattered gold across the wooden floor of the veranda. When the wind blows, the bamboo shadows sway, and the faint fragrance of morning glories mingles with the scent of earth and moss, creating a tranquil atmosphere as if one were isolated from the world.

The girl on the soft couch was wearing a moon-white silk robe today, with the neckline slightly open, revealing a section of her slender collarbone.

Liu Xun poured out some medicinal oil, rubbed it in his palms to warm it, and then applied it to her calves.

It feels cool to the touch and smooth as cream.

It must be said that Sima Yi had an extremely beautiful pair of legs.

Slender and graceful, with smooth lines, the curve from her knees to her ankles resembled a crescent moon. Her skin was so white it was almost translucent, like the finest mutton-fat jade illuminated by sunlight.

Because of her prolonged illness and bed rest, her muscles were somewhat thin, which ironically gave her a delicate and frail appearance. Her ankle bones were slightly protruding, rounded and exquisite, and her Achilles tendon stretched out in a smooth arc.

Smelling the crisp yet spicy aroma of the medicine, Liu Xun calmed his mind and gently massaged along the Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming on the outside of her calf.

First, go down to Zusanli, then down to Shangjuxu and Tiaokou, and finally to Fenglong.

Sima Yi's breathing gradually became rapid.

Liu Xun knew she was in a lot of pain.

Her hands, placed at her sides, were already gripping the mattress beneath her.

He moved to the inside of his calf and began massaging the Spleen Meridian of Foot Taiyin. Sanyinjiao, Lougu, Diji, Yinlingquan—these acupoints are deeper, and he applied more pressure along this route.

Sima Yi frowned.

Her tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly, her lips pressed together. Fine beads of sweat on her forehead glistened in the sunlight. Her sweat-dampened collar clung to her slender collarbone, outlining her bony figure.

Liu Xun quickened his pace.

Begin massaging the Xuehai, Liangqiu, Dubi, and Xiyan acupoints around the knee joint.

When the thumb was pressed on the Dubi acupoint, the girl's body tensed up suddenly.

She bit her lower lip. Faint teeth marks quickly appeared on her pale lips. A muffled groan escaped from deep in her throat.

"If it hurts too much, it's okay to scream," Liu Xun said gently.

The girl shook her head, but clenched her fists even tighter.

Liu Xun sighed inwardly, slowly increasing the pressure on his fingers until he felt a slight throbbing under his fingers before stopping.

"Alright." Liu Xun released his hand and straightened up. "Next, acupuncture."

Sima Yi's body relaxed, like a bowstring that had finally been released.

She opened her eyes and forced a smile: "Thank you, Your Highness, you've worked so hard!"

He's really a very patient guy.