Phoniex Requiem
Chapter 89: The Empty Book

Chapter 89: The Empty Book

"Miss, Miss, please stop fighting." Xiangcao tried to grip his raging master. "Miss, the doctor says that you can't irritate your wound any further, or it will take longer to heal."

Yun Ruoyu ignored Xiangcao and shouted for him to leave. However, before he could do so, Madam Qin walked in.

"Ruoyu, how are you?" Qin Jianmei walked towards her daughter anxiously, but before she could help him, Yun Ruoyu had thrown her hand to the side.

He looked at his mother with eyes full of tears. "Mother, are you here to laugh at my bad looks ?!"

"Oh, stupid boy ..." Qin Jianmei could not help but cry with her daughter. “You are my precious daughter. How can I stand laughing at you? If only I could ease your pain and suffering!”

She hugged her daughter as the two of them started crying again.

"I've spoken to Ruoyan, and you won't be put under house arrest again." He used his handkerchief to wipe away Yun Ruoyu's tears. “Take what happened this time as a warning, okay? In the future, let's live our lives in peace without provoking others.”

But Yun Ruoyu pushed him aside, in disbelief. “Mother, look at me, look at my looks! Simple warning?!”

When Madam Qin's gaze landed on Yun Ruoyu, she couldn't hold a deep breath. “Who gave you this poison ?! Is that Madame An ?! ”

Yun Ruoyu had never seen her mother so angry.

“It's poison from Wu kingdom, isn't it? Rotting your body, layer by layer.” He never remembers seeing the ugly expression on his mother's face. “Mrs An gave you a ferocious poison to use against Ruoyan ?! If your father finds out, we'll both be kicked out of the family! Oh, stupid boy, how could you do something like this?!”

“I... I...” Afraid of her mother's almost crazy appearance, Yun Ruoyu could only stammer, “It was a moment of stupidity, and Mother said no one would know it.”

"You mean, no one will know that he is in charge", Madam Qin quickly corrected. "Don't you know that your mother used you ?!"

Yun Ruoyu could not refute the accusation. Even though he was rash and impetuous, he was not an idiot. Even in the pavilion itself, Madam An and Yun Ruoyao had blamed him!

And while she was under house arrest, Lady An only sent someone to check her wound at the beginning. He hasn't heard from her since.

“Mother, I know I have made a mistake,” Yun Ruoyu finally shouted. “Mother, please help me. How can I look good in front of others again?"

Madam Qin sighed deeply before lifting Yun Ruoyu. Gently, he continued, These “Luka will only heal with a high-grade bidder. The best treatment may involve combining a green lotus pill along with a recovery ointment for your damaged meat."

Before Lady Qin married Yun Lan, she was a rather famous doctor, and was used to treating poisons.

Yun Ruoyu's eyes brightened before dimming once more. High-grade spiritual herbs? How did he get that?

"Yu'er, for you, I'll do anything." Lady Qin hugged her daughter as she looked out the window. Dusk had descended, and the sky was dark and gloomy.

As night fell, strong winds turned into thunder and lightning, then heavy rain.

Inside his residence, Yun Ruoyan flipped through the manual that Lin Zainan had given her. Recorded in the manual was a recipe for making all kinds of low-grade pills, and Yun Ruoyan could memorize most of them after flipping through them twice.

In his boredom, he put down the manual and entered the dimension of his pocket. Qiuqiu was cultivating, hovering in the air with his eyes closed. Instead of bothering him, Yun Ruoyan started tidying up the various pieces lying around him.

Ever since he came back from the kingdom, the dimension of his pocket had a number of treasures he had thrown into it, which he had yet to examine carefully.

But Yun Ruoyan did not expect that Qiuqiu had done most of the menial work for her. As a highly organized mystic beast, he had separated spiritual herbs, pills, and all sorts of manuals into their own small piles.

Yun Ruoyan could see his entire collection in one glance.

The high-grade pill furnace was placed in the most eye-catching position, and around him was a potion he had gathered from the valley of a thousand potions.

Most of the potions were for refining low-level spiritual pills. When he learned the basics from Lin Zainan tomorrow, he would be able to try refining his own pills at that time.

Yun Ruoyan could not help but smile when she thought of this.

“True, there is also this treasure,” Yun Ruoyan muttered to herself as she opened the box of red sandalwood and a faint medicinal scent began to spread in the air.

This was the core of the medicinal rabbit, the main ingredient for concocting mid-level spiritual medicine.

It was only then that Yun Ruoyan remembered that she had indeed found such a book in the lair of wild wine spirits, but even she could not remember when she threw it into the dimension of her pocket.

Yun Ruoyan grabbed the book and started flipping through it. The pages turn yellow like the cover, but surprisingly feel smooth to the touch. He flipped through the book repeatedly, observing it closely. Nevertheless, he did not find a single blow, let alone a complete word.

Who is so bored tying a book without any writing in it? Feeling that this book was so strange, he decided to take it with him to see if he could unlock its mystery. He glanced at Qiuqiu one last time, still in cultivation, before leaving the pocket dimension.

He blinked once when he returned to his room, with a mysterious book in his hand. As he put it in front of him, he said it seriously, “You must be hiding something. I won't stop until I uncover your secret".

He walked over to the table, removed his oil lampshade, and placed the book right on the fire. The book did not start to burn, or even smoke. In fact, when he took out the book and placed one finger on the cover, he felt that the book was still cold to the touch. Of course, not a word appeared.

Could ordinary flames be ineffective? Yun Ruoyan tried to summon her spiritual flame. But even that fire, which could blacken one's face in an instant, could do nothing against the book.

Outside, the storm was still raging. Silence enveloped the Yun household, but Yun Ruoyan did not intend to sleep. Instead, he was completely engrossed in this strange wordless book.

If the fire is not effective, maybe water can help. If not, maybe a knife…? But even when his knife failed to leave the slightest indentation, Yun Ruoyan gave up. She threw the book into the corner of her dressing table, yawned loudly, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.

In the darkness of the night, as the storm finally subsided, Qin Jianmei stood under the green umbrella. She was wearing a lotus-colored dress decorated with peach blossoms, and she was standing upright outside Yun Lan's room.

Unlike usual, she even dressed up that night. Her combed hair was adorned with ruby hairpins, and the faint makeup hid the wrinkles on her face. His eyebrows are fine, his lips plump. Once again, she became a beautiful girl who was brushed by a young master on the streets at the peak of her beauty.

As Yun Lan inspected the final court documents, stood up, and prepared to retreat to her bed, she saw Madam Qin standing in the courtyard. He stopped moving. There was no visible expression on his serious face, but his hands on the door frame trembled.

“Teacher, it's been a while. Are you still okay?” Qin Jianmei bowed from afar.

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The next day, in Yun Ruoyu's hut, Qin Jianmei applied the ointment she had made overnight on Yun Ruoyu's wounds. The ointment, cool but not cold, soothes the skin. The itching and pain that he experienced for two weeks seemed to disappear in an instant.

"Mother, where did you get this ointment?" Yun Ruoyu asked curiously.

"Your father, of course," replied Qin Jiamei.

"My father!" Yun Ruoyu opened her eyes wide. “My father is willing to give me such a precious medicine ?! No ..." Yun Ruoyu frowned as she looked at Madam Qin before exclaiming in more disbelief, "Mother, you went to see my father?"

Qin Jianmei nodded.

Yun Ruoyu was so happy that she almost jumped out of her chair. His sudden actions tore his wound and made him hiss, inviting yet another rebuke from his mother.

Qin Jianmei handed two bottles of ointment to Yun Ruoyu. “I have written down how to apply this medicine to your skin. Do it twice a day, and your wound will heal in three days.” Then he sighed and continued, “Only his scar will not disappear completely, but this is already the best I can do.”

"Mother, aren't you going to help me apply the ointment?"

Qin Jianmei reached out to caress her daughter's face. “Buddha is still waiting for my adoration, Ruoyu.”

Disappointment covered Yun Ruoyu's eyes as she brushed off Madam Qin's hand. "out! Out now! I don't want to see you!”

There was more that Qin Jianmei wanted to say, but Yun Ruoyu had clogged her ears with her fingers. Before he left his daughter once again, he could not help but return. “Yu'er, watch my words. Don't tie yourself to Mrs An.”

"Go, go!" Yun Ruoyu shook her head in frustration.

Madam Qin sighed before finally walking out. Yun Ruoyu heard her mother's footsteps getting dimmer before disappearing.

He lay down on the bed and gritted his teeth. 'You won't protect me, and you won't even let me approach others either? You might be fine taking care of your own business and not putting yourself out, but I want to stand out!'

"Xiangcao," Yun Ruoyu called her maid. “Take me some clothes! I'll pay my respects to Mom!”

It was very crowded in Madam An's courtyard. Due to the rain last night, the weather was no longer as oppressive as before.

Madam An had instructed her servants to prepare a tea table near her peonies and invited Yun Ruoyao and Yi Qianying for a small tea party.

As the three gathered and sat down, one of the servants called out, "Mrs, third lady is here."