The plot provided Ye Shaohua with very little information.
She only knew that the original host’s death and the downfall of the Ye family were, on the surface, orchestrated by Emperor Yuwen Jing—all for the sake of obtaining the military token.
However, long before this, Ye Shaohua had already contacted General Ye and the others through a special channel.
Knowing that Yuwen Jing distrusted the Ye family, the general’s first act upon returning to the capital was to surrender the military token.
The Ye family had never intended to rebel, and General Ye had no desire to hold onto the token.
Yet, even so, there were still those who refused to let the Ye family go.
This world’s difficulty was nothing to Ye Shaohua. System 008 didn’t even bother monitoring her closely, treating this as a vacation after her intense training.
Having just come from a mecha world, the high-level calculations had left her mentally exhausted.
This time, she didn’t plan to do much—just ensure the Ye family’s survival, then take the contract between her and Yuwen Jing to wander the martial world as a break.
Ye Shaohua pressed her fingers to her temple. She had originally thought that as long as she dissuaded Yuwen Jing, everything would be fine.
But now, it seemed those people had no intention of sparing the Ye family at all!
They were even willing to risk exposing their own connections to ensure Ye Shaofeng’s death.
The general’s estate must have been infiltrated—otherwise, that poisoned bowl would never have reached Ye Shaofeng.
Moreover, in the original plot, Ye Shaofeng hadn’t been injured. This time, his injury might have been a desperate move by their enemies because Ye Shaohua was no longer under Qu Huashang’s control.
If Ye Shaofeng died, those who once supported the Ye family would distance themselves, anticipating the family’s decline.
The threat the Ye family posed would be halved, and from then on, they would never know peace again!
After Ye Shaohua spoke those words, the courtyard fell into an eerie silence.
The divine physician narrowed his eyes, studying the woman standing a few steps away.
“Are you alright?” Yuwen Yunshi was the first to notice her emotional turmoil and frowned.
“I’m fine,” Ye Shaohua replied, glancing at him. “Can you do me a favor?”
Yuwen Yunshi nodded. “Name it.”
“From this moment on, no one leaves the general’s estate—only entry is permitted.” Flames of fury burned in her eyes.
She wasn’t a particularly patient person, and due to her profession, betrayal was something she despised above all else.
Leaving openly—like Sun Ping had—was acceptable. She wouldn’t spare a single thought for those who chose to walk away.
But betrayal, no matter the reason, was unforgivable.
She didn’t plead with Yuwen Jing. Instead, she spoke only to Yuwen Yunshi, who agreed without hesitation.
“Alright. I promise not a single soul will leave—not even His Majesty.”
System 008, still in the virtual space, had initially intended to remind its host not to deviate too far from the original character’s personality.
But it had never seen its host this furious before. Afraid of becoming collateral damage, it stayed silent, hoping to curry favor for a future upgrade.
Besides, if she could deceive the heavens in a feng shui world, saving a doomed man in this ancient setting should be no issue.
With that in mind, 008 made no move to stop her.
“Do you have golden needles?” Ye Shaohua asked the divine physician. She didn’t have the proper tools for healing in this world.
The physician instinctively glanced at Yuwen Yunshi, and seeing no objection, he retrieved a set of needles from his sleeve.
“Thanks.”
Ye Shaohua strode into the room without another word.
The divine physician hesitated, then called out, “Wait—are you planning to save Young General Ye? You’re not thinking of using that legendary gu poison life-exchange ritual, are you? That’s a forbidden technique used by dark shamans to extend life. Even if you succeed, he won’t live long!”
He wasn’t underestimating her, but a girl under twenty claiming she could revive a dying man? Unbelievable. Yet, after hearing her earlier words, he had to ask.
His warning caused a stir among those present.
Ye Shaohua’s sister-in-law immediately grabbed her arm. “Don’t go in there! If anyone’s life is to be exchanged, take mine!”
Others echoed the sentiment.
Ye Shaohua only smiled gently. “Don’t worry. I’m not that foolish.”
With that, she entered the room.
After a moment’s thought, the divine physician followed.
True to his word, Yuwen Yunshi enforced the lockdown—no one was permitted to leave.
The most unsettled person present was Yuwen Jing. For the first time, he realized that even as emperor, his authority meant little here. Yuwen Yunshi had taken control of the estate in an instant.
And Ye Shaohua—she was the most enigmatic of all.
He had spent two years with her, yet apart from her calligraphy (which even surpassed his), he had no idea she knew medicine.
Could she really save someone even the divine physician had declared beyond help?
His expression darkened as conflicting thoughts warred within him.
Inside the room,
Ye Shaohua finally got a clear look at Ye Shaofeng’s condition.
Due to the wounds on his abdomen and shoulder, his upper body was bare, wrapped only in blood-stained bandages.
In modern times, “heartbreak grass” , Gelsemium elegans poisoning wasn’t hard to treat—gastric lavage and alkaline neutralization would suffice.
But in ancient times? A different story.
Especially since Ye Shaofeng already had a severe abdominal wound.
The poison intensified abdominal pain, and by death, the intestines would blacken.
Whoever poisoned him must have known about his injury.
The excruciating pain would tear his wound open again, and with his organs failing, no wonder the divine physician had given up.
Medicine was something Ye Shaohua had studied across lifetimes—even pharmaceuticals.
She immediately began acupuncture to stop the bleeding.
Fortunately, Yuwen Jing had sent over a stock of medicinal herbs earlier, allowing her to prepare an antidote on the spot.
She made no effort to hide her methods from the divine physician.
Yet even he couldn’t comprehend how she combined herbs with conflicting properties into a single, pale-green antidote.
One hour later,
The door to Ye Shaofeng’s room opened.
Ye Shaohua stepped out first.
Her sister-in-law rushed past her into the room.
