The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer

Chapter 1398 - 1482: Awake

The man amused her, and a shy blush appeared on her face. Yet, she looked directly into his eyes, her gaze unwavering. "Alright, then I shall wait, wait for our Third Master to serve me."

Their conversation was veiled with insinuations, obviously filled with flirtatious undertones, which tormented Prince Meng to the point of despair. What is this inexplicable feeling of being force-fed with a heap of lovey-dovey nonsense?

Prince Meng felt powerless and let out a heavy sigh. Speaking of Prince Meng, there was no shortage of men around the manor. Some were chosen by himself, sought from outside, while others were pushed upon him by those with ulterior motives. But in any case, when it came to men, Prince Meng never lacked them.

However, the point is, there are just too many men these days, with males outnumbering females tenfold. Though finding an entertaining male concubine is easy, finding someone like the Dong family couple, who truly connects and understands each other, is indeed rare.

Prince Meng quietly stood aside, looking at this couple, a tinge of envy arose in his heart. Sometimes, having a high status may not necessarily be a good thing. On the contrary, the simple life of ordinary folks may not be any less exciting than that of the wealthy families.

At this moment, Ji Jiuhuang, who had been sitting beside Dong Huiying, playing with her fingers, slowly raised her head, and her playful actions also paused.

She still looked disheveled, with her clothes untidy and face smeared in black soot, resembling a beggar at the city gate if placed outside the palace.

However, her original sensitivity, vulnerability, and insecurity were gone, as was her dependency on Dong Huiying. She straightened her back slowly, her eyes cold and bright like stars in the skies.

"Sixth Sister."

She slowly released Dong Huiying, stood up, and looked behind her.

Now this is the real Ji Jiuhuang!

For years, she had been imprisoned in this deep palace, accustomed to occasionally regaining clarity, only to slip back into madness from time to time. When clear-minded, she retained memories of her madness, but when mad, it was difficult to remember her clear-minded self.

"Ninth Sister!"

Prince Meng excitedly stepped forward, not minding the dirt on Ji Jiuhuang, and hugged her tightly.

Ji Jiuhuang gently patted Prince Meng’s back, then slowly, her gaze dropped to Dong Huiying sitting on a wooden stool.

"Are you... Baowei?" During her madness, she heard Yun Ge call this person Purple Chervil, but the appearance, demeanor, and even the spirit and tone of voice of this person were entirely different from the one who had long resided deep in her heart.

Dong Huiying slowly stood up: "Ninth Princess, I’ve long admired your name."

Their demeanor wasn’t like friends; instead, the unfamiliar attitude resembled two strangers. Dong Huiying’s unfamiliarity was understandable. After all, she had no memories of the past, and the name Ninth Princess mostly came from the mouths of others, which she heard from them.

As for Ji Jiuhuang...

She seemed relieved, smiling and sighing: "I almost didn’t dare recognize the person. The last time I was clear-minded, I saw an old nun. That old nun seemed to have... undergone a resurgence?"

"That was me."

Ji Jiuhuang put on a thoughtful look, scrutinizing Dong Huiying’s features, "The little girl has grown up and become more beautiful. I heard the elders say that a girl changes a lot at eighteen, but you, this is more than just a change."

If it weren’t for seeing Baowei when she was young, if it weren’t for remembering her once shielding Yun Ge from disaster before turning black and ugly from poison, even she might not have recognized her.