My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

CHAPTER 821-840

Chapter 821: Curse Practitioner

“Why is this happening?” While continuing with the acupuncture for that miss, the old doctor mumbled to himself as his forehead became drenched in sweat.

The two maidservants were so worried while looking on from the side that tears had started streaming down.

Qiao Mu simply didn’t want to butt in. Since the other party had already called over a doctor anyways, the doctor could naturally handle the situation.

With Mo Lian holding her small hand, she walked past the miss that had collapsed on the ground.

Yet all of a sudden, she halted and stared at that miss’s glabella, before exclaiming faintly in surprise.

Seeing her stopping, Mo Lian also followed suit. Similarly, Duan Yue glanced at the scene before asking softly, “Qiaoqiao, did you discover something?”

This wasn’t some kind of illness. There were faintly discernible runes in between that miss’s brows.

What was going on?

Qiao Mu promptly put up her guard, tugging the hand Mo Lian was holding, as well as pushing Duan Yue backwards. Afterwards, she examined the collapsed miss’s body with her chilly eyes.

“Doctor, are you able to cure my miss or not? Look at how much pain she is in.” A maidservant couldn’t resist criticizing the sweating old doctor.

“Her pulse is clearly completely normal. This old doctor has never seen this kind of symptom before in all my years of practicing medicine.”

“What completely normal are you talking about? Just earlier, my miss was alright in the carriage, but in the next moment, she clutched her chest and cried in pain. Soon afterwards, she fainted!” The maidservant rebuked in worry and indignation. “Doctor! If you can’t figure out the problem, then don’t hamper my miss’s condition.”

After being momentarily at a loss for words, the old doctor stood up, slightly ill at ease.

“Come, let me take a look.” Qiao Mu suddenly walked up and squatted in front of that miss.

However, when the maidservant turned around and saw that it was a young lady even younger than her own miss, a distrustful gaze promptly came from her eyes. “Who are you? What do you want to do?”

“Xiao’ye.”

“Yes, Little Master.” Cutting to the chase, Xiao’ye brought two people with him to carry those two shrieking maidservants up.

After each person struck out with their palms, the maidservants’ necks tilted, fainting noiselessly.

“You, what do you want to do? M-My miss is the third daughter of Assistant Minister Li of the Office of Imperial Banquets. So, so don’t act recklessly.” The carriage driver gazed flabbergasted at Xiao’ye and the rest. When his gaze settled on Mo Lian and Duan Yue, he could perceive that these two youths were even more unordinary.

“Troublesome.” Qiao Mu simply held that Miss Li’s hand, taking her pulse.

Soon after that, she raised her fingers and took out a blue talisman, slapping it on the miss’s bosom.

After runes flashed past Miss Li’s bosom, surging talisman energy poured into her body. It rushed straight for deep within her glabella, dispelling the black talisman seal originally there.

Miss Li immediately whimpered, and her dazed gaze met Qiao Mu’s when she opened her eyes.

“It’s fine now, quickly bring your miss back home.” Qiao Mu stood up and walked away, leaving behind a grateful carriage driver who kept repeating his thanks.