The Imperial City.
The doors of Penglai Hall stood wide open, lights shone inside once more, and the Imperial Physicians emerged carrying assorted medical implements.
Zhao Ling and Zhao De entered one after the other, and delighted voices soon came from within:
"Father?"
"I am unharmed. Is the Empress well?"
"She's fine. She's already been taken back to her chambers to rest-"
"De'er, how are you completely unscathed?"
"Uh... should something have happened to me?"
"Not exactly. It's good that you're all right..."
Outside the hall, Linghu Qingmo and Lin Zisu also breathed sighs of relief. The nearby Imperial Physicians offered quiet praise:
"As expected of the Lin Household's successor. This medicine truly worked wonders..."
"Indeed."
Although Lin Zisu shared in the pride, she also knew just how thoroughly her "Death-Seeking Pill" could make someone seek death in vain. Worried that she might have left His Majesty psychologically scarred, she was quite modest now:
"You flatter me, seniors. This success was thanks to all of you pooling your wisdom. My prescription merely played a supporting role-"
"Oh, you're being too modest..."
Inside a side hall, Lu Wuzhen was also relieved. He led his subordinates out of the inner palace, sighing along the way:
"After this ordeal, Lin Zisu can be considered ready to graduate from her apprenticeship. Medicine and Gu Poison are interconnected disciplines. You could say the Gu Poison Sect picked up a successor for nothing..."
Nangong Ye also felt that the Demoness was lucky, picking up opportunities, treasures, successors, and Dao Companions everywhere for free. It was practically as though Heaven chased after her to spoon-feed her. But envy would do Nangong Ye no good, so he merely said:
"Bu Yuehua's heart leans toward the Righteous Path. She shouldn't lead our Great Qian's promising young talent astray. The