Poison Genius Consort

a mantou and a glass of water to deal with it.

The two of them sat down while Gu Beiyue was still creasing his brows.
Qin Min said seriously, “Grand Tutor Gu, if you keep making that face, our agreement will be null and void!”

Last night, she had found out about the Shadow Clan’s secret and the truth of his condition.
The main branch of the Shadow Clan had persisted to the present with this illness with the exception of his grandfather, who had managed to live until he was forty.
Gu Beiyue’s own father died at 25.
There was a strange disease passed down from their ancestors from generation to generation with nearly no one spared.
They could only nurture their body through medicinal baths to delay the onset as long as possible.
By the end, they would simply die from nonstop coughing.
He used to suspect his father hadn’t died from the coughing itself, but was killed by his grandfather to spare his suffering during his last moments.

Last night, Qin Min had been very direct.
She said, “I’ll leave after you’re cured.”

He then told her the whole truth and said, “You won’t be able to wait for me to heal.
You have no connections with my illness, life, or death.
Just go.”

In that moment, she had cried.
She had shed tears while looking at him and said, “Gu Beiyue, can I rely on you? Not for very long, just five years.
If you really can’t recover, I’ll leave.
If you recover anyways, I’ll still leave.”

He refused.
“You can’t.”

She threatened, “Unless you kill and silence me, you’ll regret it.”

He was silent for two whole hours while she simply waited.
In the end, he caved and gave her one of his little daggers, his voice serious.
“If you’re prepared to kill me, then I’ll agree to your terms.”

She took it without hesitation.
“Fine.
Gu Beiyue, from this day forward, you are my patient and your life and death are connected to me.”

Their five-year agreement came to a head just like that.
There was no love, life, or death involved—or so Qin Min convinced herself.
Seeing Gu Beiyue refuse to budge, she personally got him some food.

“Grand Tutor Gu, treating the heart is better than medicine.
You should understand this too.
Be happier, I’m not really going to pester you.
What are you worried about? Three meals a day on time and a two-hour bath in the mornings, but the rest of the time is all yours.
Also, you can just call me Dr.
Qin in the future.”

Seeing her smile, Gu Beiyue’s lips finally curved slightly in response as he moved to take his chopsticks.
Just one sip of porridge changed his calm expression into one of pleased surprise.
He never expected Qin Min’s cooking to be so good.
Even plain white porridge tasted so fragrant.

“Try some of the side dishes to see if they fit your tastes,” Qin Min said.

Gu Beiyue gave her plenty of face and tried them all.
“Dr.
Qin’s cooking skills are excellent.
From now on, my mouthfuls will be blessed.”

Qin Mins smiled.
“Then eat more.”

Gu Beiyue thought she’d say something more, but she simply went back to eating quietly.
After breakfast, Qin Min went to deal with the medicinal spring while Gu Beiyue found little Shadow.
The five-year-old was just about ready to be personally taught marital arts.
Perhaps it was Qin Min’s upbringing or the two monthly letters, but Shadow didn’t feel like his father was a stranger despite three years of absence.
Add that to Gu Beiyue’s gentle patience and the two were as thick as real father and son in just a few days.

Their days passed like so.
Besides his three meals with Qin Min and morning baths, Gu Beiyue spent the rest of his time on little Shadow.
Qin Min spent her times cooking, helping Gu Beiyue with food therapy, and all the rest on her medicinal bath and acupuncture skills.
She inquired about his condition and all his symptoms since youth, hoping to find a combination of bath and acupuncture to treat him.
She only used their mealtimes to probe Gu Beiyue and never used his other times.
Gu Beiyue never mentioned that he’d actually been soaking in her baths for the past three years, leaving Qin Min to assume he never did.

Good news came from Northern Li at the beginning of autumn.
Jin Zi had captured the last stone city in Wintercrow Country and took down the entire nation.
He stationed troops at the border fortress and planned to spend the winter there with Mu Linger before his triumphant trip south! His sole regret was not being able to capture Le Zheng, the biggest slave trader in Wintercrow Country.
His entire caravan had escaped for the Mysterious Continent.

It had to be mentioned that Mu Linger birthed Jin Zi a daughter last winter.
Jin Zi capriciously named her with his “Jin” and Mu Linger’s “Ling,” so the child was called “Jin Ling” (金灵).

As Han Yunxi put it, “It’s like he’s afraid the entire world won’t know that’s his and Mu Linger’s baby.”

Thus, Mu Linger became “Big Linger” while Jin Ling because “Little Linger.”

Another piece of good news was that the imperial capital had completely finished construction.
The ministers of the court recommended multiple diviners to calculate an auspicious day for the emperor and empress to officially move into their proper palace.
Long Feiye simply chose a date himself: the Midautumn Festival!

When there was only half a month left before the big day, Gu Beiyue was eating breakfast in the courtyard as he told Qin Min, “Prepare to pack.
Tomorrow, we’ll go north to the capital.”

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Back in Chapter 1275 I translated their name literally as “hydrophonic pineapples,” but they’re actually a real plant! Check out their Wiki page—they’re probably named after pineapples in Chinese because of their shape.

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