Chapter 142: The Cannon Fodder Prince

The carriage stopped and entered the residence. A woman in rough cloth was anxiously pacing in the courtyard.

“ Ting’er.” Yun Ci stepped into the courtyard.

Yun Ting looked over and froze, “Sister… Sister!”

This was Yun Ci’s second visit to Jinxia Lane after she could get out of bed.

Yun Ting was very happy.

With her family’s decline, her sister paralyzed in bed, and herself being driven out of the Marquis’s residence, she had previously visited the Ministry of Personnel a few times. However, after her son fell seriously ill, she could no longer leave.

“How is my son?”

Yun Ting’s face clouded over as she shook her head, “These past few days, his condition has worsened.”

Yun Ci was anxious but could only fret, “Concubine De has brought the little princess to see you and your son.”

Yun Ting was surprised. Concubine De…

She had seen her before.

In this very alley, with the eldest princess.

As she was speaking, Concubine De, Ah Bao, and Luo Zifeng had already arrived.

“Greetings, Concubine De, Your Highness the Tenth Princess,” Yun Ting hurriedly bowed and saluted.

“There’s no need for such formalities. We are old acquaintances, but last time I didn’t recognize you,” Concubine De remarked with a sigh.

So many years had passed.

Yun Ting, who was once lively and outgoing in her youth, was now often described by others as aggressive.

Who would have thought she was shaped by the hardships of life and family?

[In this courtyard, there is a dark and ominous aura of illness. Someone here might not survive.]

Ordinary illness is marked by a grayish aura.

Only severe illness or imminent death is marked by a dark black aura.

Concubine De was alarmed.

At that moment, a voice came from inside the room, warning: “Please do not speak loudly outside; it’s affecting the treatment.”

Yun Ting quickly responded, “Understood. We’ll keep our distance.”

Her cautious demeanor was a far cry from her former assertiveness.

“Sister, Concubine De, please wait here. The Princess Han has found a little divine doctor to treat my son. Once the divine doctor is done, I’ll take you to see him.”

Inside the room, the Princess Han shouted.

“Those people have no sense of discretion, constantly mumbling and making noise. It’s driving me mad,” the Princess Han looked at Di Hongluan, who was checking Yun Hui’s pulse by the bed. “Luan’er, why do you insist on saving this sickly child? He seems to have barely any breath left.”

The Princess Han disliked the smell here.

The medicinal odor was overwhelming.

And it was shabby and poor!

She knew Yun Ting’s background—just a discarded woman.

Such people were best avoided.

Di Hongluan, small in stature, stood by the bed with a calm and composed demeanor, her expression and emotions unlike those of a ten-year-old. She replied lightly, “Mother, you don’t understand. This person has a significant background.”

“Luan’er, are you getting silly from staying in the room too long? A discarded woman’s sick child can’t have any significant background. And you might not know, but Yun Hui was originally surnamed Zhao.

A few years ago, Yun Ting was driven out of the Marquis’s residence, and they discarded this sick child as well.

The reason is that Yun Hui was picked up.

Why save someone like that?”

“Mother, precisely because he was picked up, his true identity is astonishing.” Di Hongluan’s eyes flashed with cunning.

The Princess Han frowned, “What significant identity can a discarded sick child have?”

“A prince.”

The Princess Han: “…Yun Ting and your uncle’s child? No way.”

Di Hongluan smiled wryly, “Mother, your imagination is running wild. What are you thinking?”

“Then…”

Di Hongluan shook her head at the Princess Han and made a shushing gesture. “Mother, be careful of eavesdroppers. Just remember, this person is of great use to us. If we align ourselves with him, the fortunes of the Han Prince’s residence will be limitless in the future.”

Di Hongluan knew Yun Hui was unconscious, so he couldn’t hear their conversation.

As for how she knew about Yun Hui’s status…

She had to thank her chatty mother.

Ever since returning to the capital, her mother spent her time visiting various madams to chat.

Women’s gossip was surprisingly plentiful.

Today, Di Hongluan had learned from a neighboring madam that Yun Ting was looking for a divine doctor to treat her sick son.

She remembered that Yun Hui was a prince who had fallen into the common people’s hands but had a short life.

A typical cannon fodder prince.

If she wanted to gain prominence, she needed to interact with the royal family. Yun Hui was a perfect stepping stone for her.

[Host, a new task has arrived!]

Di Hongluan refocused, “Can I preview it?”

After being shocked by the system eight times, Di Hongluan had become more astute.

System: [You have completed ten tasks, so the preview feature is available.]

Di Hongluan held her breath.

It had taken her ten whole years to complete ten tasks.

She had used up all her hundred points.

She needed to be more diligent to achieve her goal of ruling the world.

“Preview it.”

The preview feature allows one to see the task and choose to ‘ignore’ it.

If not previewed and directly rejected, the task would disappear.

Di Hongluan didn’t want to be punished or miss out on a good task.

[Heal Yun Hui, reward: a charm elixir]

Di Hongluan: ???

“This task is so simple, and there’s a charm elixir!”

The charm elixir, once taken, attracts men.

If she encountered the male lead…

The temptation was too great!

Di Hongluan understood Yun Hui’s condition—he had physical ailments, emotional stagnation, and paralysis. Modern medicine could definitely help.

Additionally, he was surrounded by malevolent energy.

She had yellow talismans in her bag, so it wouldn’t be difficult for her.

[Yun Hui is a cannon fodder prince, and tasks related to the royal family offer good rewards]

After preparing thoroughly, Di Hongluan said, “Accept, accept, accept! Quickly!”

After accepting the task, Di Hongluan immediately began the treatment.

She gave Yun Hui a few acupuncture needles and then started to expel the malevolent energy.

For someone who has been ill for twenty years like him, Di Hongluan knew that only spiritual energy could save him.

Fortunately, over the past ten years, she had learned some cultivation techniques from the system.

Di Hongluan was quite confident.

By channeling purple energy into his body, she was certain she could cure Yun Hui.

At this moment, Di Hongluan was joyfully carrying out the procedure.

Outside the courtyard, a stream of energy was flowing down from the sky.

Luo Zifeng was playing in the courtyard with Ah Bao.

Ah Bao looked up.

[Death energy coming from the west?]

[Who could it be, bringing death energy? Oh, it must be the female lead.]

[Clumsy female lead even knows how to use talismans to attract death energy? Haha, so amusing. Oh, I forgot, she has a golden finger.]

Concubine De, standing nearby, silently turned to look at Ah Bao.

Golden finger…

Di Hongluan’s fingers weren’t golden.