The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!

At this time, the Undying Poison Doctor seemed to have blended with the entire house. When he didn’t speak, no one noticed his presence, but once he did, he stood out remarkably.

Xia Wenjin was accustomed to it; in the past life, this old man was sometimes profound, sometimes mischievous. Despite being over a hundred years old, his personality was quite lively. She waved with a smile, "Master, come quickly, there’s delicious food!"

The Undying Poison Doctor glanced at her, then at the food box, and disinterestedly snorted, "Country food, what’s so good about it?"

Xia Wenjin didn’t mind and said, "I’ll make something delicious for you in a few days when I have time!"

The Undying Poison Doctor retorted grumpily, "Silly girl, calling me master all the time, have you formally apprenticed?"

Xia Wenjin froze; in this life, she really hadn’t formally apprenticed yet! She laughed, "Besides, you’ve already taught me medicine in dreams, the master-disciple relationship is sure. Why don’t I host an apprentice acceptance feast these days? To formalize the master-disciple name?"

The Undying Poison Doctor snorted, "How many days is ’a few days’? I’m leaving tomorrow!"

"Master, where are you heading?"

"The world is my home, any problem with that?"

Huangfu Jingchen smiled, "The name of master and disciple is an important affair. The Imperial Physician will arrive in a few days, maybe the senior can stay a bit longer until the Imperial Physician arrives, and Wenjin can serve tea in public to apprentice, letting the Imperial Physician witness this wonderful moment?"

The Undying Poison Doctor’s sharp eyes swept over Xia Wenjin again and again. If someone secretly learned his unique techniques, according to Jianghu rules, they could be directly killed.

Moreover, it was a justified action.

However, Xia Wenjin’s situation left the Undying Poison Doctor unsure how to define it.

Stealing skills warrants execution, but what if it’s not stealing?

After all, this girl claimed she apprenticed in dreams.

The Undying Poison Doctor had been observing all this time and discovered Xia Wenjin was learning his authentic teachings. If he taught a disciple, it’d be like this — except this girl wasn’t proficient, only grasping thirty to forty percent.

Was it because of dream teaching, and the girl lacked talent, thus only learning thirty to forty percent?

Or maybe he taught her only thirty to forty percent in the dream?

No suspicion of her stealing skills.

Because no one knows his medical skills better than the Undying Poison Doctor. Certain techniques, habits, and details — these aren’t learned by stealing. At the very least, it takes a year of following him.

Since turning sixty, he hadn’t stayed in one place for more than six months, and the girl before him was just a teenager.

The Undying Poison Doctor also wondered, was there no dream teaching and he simply lived too long, muddling some memories?

But some techniques of this girl, he had only comprehended at ninety.

After various observations, he concluded, this was undoubtedly someone he personally taught. Despite dream teaching being absurd, reality was right in front of him, leaving no argument.

Yet, irritatingly, this silly girl calls him ’master’ at first sight. Doesn’t she know dream apprenticing doesn’t count? So oblivious!

He rolled his eyes at Huangfu Jingchen, "Imperial Physician, so great, huh? For me to accept a disciple, and need them to witness? What significance do they have?"

This implicitly admitted Xia Wenjin as a disciple, just missing a formal ceremony.

Xia Wenjin said, "If you don’t mind simplicity, I can serve you tea for an apprenticeship ceremony this afternoon?"

"Fine!"

Xia Wenjin was surprised; the old man didn’t make things difficult this time? Despite his solemn demeanor and master-like presence, his mind often had quirky ideas, like a complete rejuvenation. In the past life, staying by his side, she received plenty of pranks.

"However, the master has conditions!" the Undying Poison Doctor changed the topic.

Xia Wenjin thought, "..."

She knew it wouldn’t be that simple.

But this was within her expectations. She chuckled, "What conditions?"

The Undying Poison Doctor looked down at them. Without apparent movement, he suddenly stood before the two, with his right hand behind his back. He paced a few steps, then said, "First, the master is someone of status; accepting a disciple is a significant affair. It needs witnesses! Therefore, when serving apprenticeship tea, it must have a ceremonial feel!"

Huangfu Jingchen thought, "..."

He suggested waiting for the Imperial Physician to witness, yet Undying Poison Doctor scolded him, and now he’s talking about ceremony, needing witnesses?

How contradictory!

Xia Wenjin said, "Fine! Then invite everyone from the quarantine area to witness me serving tea, okay?"

"Okay!" the Undying Poison Doctor said proudly.

"Since there’s a first, there’s surely a second. What’s your second condition? Speak!"

The Undying Poison Doctor gave Xia Wenjin a once-over, showing dislike, and snorted, "The master accepts female disciples, not boys. So when apprenticing, you must return to wearing female attire! Besides, once apprenticing to the master, don’t dress as a boy anymore!"

Does this mean Xia Wenjin should restore her identity?

Xia Wenjin: "..."

She knew the old man wouldn’t be easy to handle.

Huangfu Jingchen also looked at Xia Wenjin, eager to see her in female attire.

He had seen Xia Wenjin dressed as a girl before at Shian Temple.

But back then, he thought she was a man, even when seeing her in female attire, it felt different.

The Undying Poison Doctor not only asked Xia Wenjin to switch back to female attire but also told her not to disguise as a boy anymore.

Xia Wenjin was helpless, "Can we switch it for another condition?"

"No!"

Xia Wenjin saw his firm stance, remembered that male and female attire made little difference for her. Previously dressing as a boy was just to escape down the mountain. Now she was far from Haotian Village, so she said, "Fine, fine, have it your way. Alright?"

"That’s more like it!" the Undying Poison Doctor remained proud.

With this settled, the Undying Poison Doctor reached out and took the food box from Huangfu Jingchen’s hands, raised it, and said, "Though lacking, it’ll do!"

Huangfu Jingchen was anxious, "Senior, at least leave some, Wenjin hasn’t eaten yet!"

The Undying Poison Doctor glared, "Eating doesn’t make her fat, it’s a waste for her!" Although he said this, he still opened the food box and took out a small plate of meat buns, disdained, "Take it!"

Xia Wenjin didn’t mind, accepted the buns, and smiled, "Master, I said I’d cook you a feast, surely will in the future, just cope for now!"

The Undying Poison Doctor was nowhere in sight.

Huangfu Jingchen was helpless; he had bought a chicken from the farmhouse and personally caught fish from the lake, managing to prepare some delicacies to help nourish Xia Wenjin. Yet, the Undying Poison Doctor took it.

But since the Undying Poison Doctor was Wenjin’s master, he couldn’t protest.

Seeing Xia Wenjin nonchalantly munching buns, which were only prepared as a small post-meal snack, it was just a tiny plate, how could it be filling? Her illness had just recovered, and she’d become much thinner; eating inadequately wasn’t healthy.

He said, "I’ll get you some more!"