Chapter 1788 — Powerless
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
"Ah? Oh!" Shen Yushu snapped fully awake and hurriedly laid her hand on Wei Zhao's body, and at that very moment the color of Wei Zhao's skin faded considerably, while Little Shu's own complexion shifted from white to red.
"Little Shu, the man Grandpa Lin sent for has arrived. Work with him and let him examine Wei Zhao, to see just what has gone wrong!" Tang Zhi said to Shen Yushu.
"Oh, all right." Shen Yushu nodded, but her eyes kept stealing glances at Wei Zhao, and she secretly felt a little regret—had she really fallen asleep yesterday? Ugh, if only something had happened between her and Arrow Bro, then she would have become the true and rightful wife Shu, and neither Tang Zhi nor Feng Xiaoxiao could compare with her...
But yesterday she had been so sleepy and worn out that she dropped off the moment she lay down; naturally, nothing could have happened.
"Little Shu, what are you looking at like that?" Gu Mengyao had caught Shen Yushu's little movements and scolded her.
"Oh... nothing..." Shen Yushu naturally would not admit it.
"I saw it all, and you still won't confess?" Gu Mengyao glared at her.
"Well, if you looked too, why am I not allowed to?" Shen Yushu retorted.
"I..." Gu Mengyao was somewhat speechless. She thought: I looked by accident, you looked on purpose—how can that be the same? Besides, my eyes certainly did not stray to those private parts... But at this thought, Gu Mengyao could not help her curiosity, and her gaze naturally drifted toward Wei Zhao...
"Oh! Sister Yaoyao is so naughty, she wants to look too—caught you red-handed!" Shen Yushu said.
Gu Mengyao was instantly furious and wanted to tear Shen Yushu's mouth off, but then she suddenly remembered the heat of Shen Yushu's body and stopped her hand, shaking her head helplessly. "Don't talk nonsense, I wasn't!" she huffed.
"All right, all right, so she looked—let it go. Why not first let this gentleman help examine Wei Zhao's condition?" Tang Zhi was caught between laughter and tears at Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu; Wei Zhao had been looked at, and he himself had said nothing, yet the two of them were quarreling over it.
And just as Tang Zhi spoke, Mo Kongwu had already walked up to Wei Zhao and raised his hand to feel Wei Zhao's meridians. A moment later his brows knitted, and he let out a cry of surprise: "Hm?"
"How is it?" Old Man Wei asked hurriedly.
"Little girl, take your hand away—let me have another look!" Mo Kongwu said to Shen Yushu.
"If I take it away... he'll be very hot... don't get burned, sir!" Shen Yushu warned, but she released her hand as told.
The instant Shen Yushu's hand left, Wei Zhao's body turned crimson red once more, yet Mo Kongwu seemed utterly unconcerned. His hand remained on Wei Zhao's meridians, showing not the slightest intention of moving away, and his expression did not change at all, as though he could not feel the heat of Wei Zhao's body in the least...
Gu Mengyao and Tang Zhi were astonished, but Old Man Wei seemed to regard it as only natural and showed no surprise whatsoever.
"There must have been a mishap in his cultivation—he has suffered qigong deviation!" After a long while, Mo Kongwu finally spoke. "The true qi within his body is in chaos, yet there is nothing wrong with his meridians—these are the symptoms of qigong deviation."
"Qigong deviation?" Though Old Man Wei had considered this possibility before, hearing Mo Kongwu say it with his own lips still struck him as odd. "How could there be qigong deviation? The Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art—was it not left behind by that personage...? How could there be a mishap?"
"The cause is not yet clear, but one thing is certain: there is absolutely nothing wrong with the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art itself," Mo Kongwu said with conviction. "The problem must lie elsewhere!"
"Then it is...?" Old Man Wei asked hesitantly.