Chapter 674 - 500: Jin Wushuang

The Crown Prince was attacked again at Cloud-Riding Ridge!

What kind of bad luck is this?

The same place, attacked twice, and by the same person...

Lin Miao didn’t know whether he should feel sympathy or pity for our Crown Prince. Why is it that every time he leaves the palace, someone wants to kill him?

Is sitting on that supreme throne truly so enjoyable?

Without absolute power, even if you sit on that dragon chair, you’ll spend your life trapped within the palace walls, and if another powerful minister emerges, they can even treat you as a puppet.

However, the Crown Prince is indeed pitiful. He has no choice but to fight for this position. If he doesn’t contend for it, there’s only one outcome for him—death.

Because he is the Crown Prince, and for a Crown Prince embroiled in conflict, if the person who illegitimately takes the throne doesn’t kill him, they would likely feel insecure even after taking their seat.

In contrast, if the Crown Prince ascends the throne, he could tolerate the failed rival brothers, at most keeping them confined, but not going as far as beheading them.

"Who will stay behind to take care of him? If he survives the twelve-hour critical period and wakes up, his life will be secured."

"I’ll stay," said the guard from the Eastern Palace as he knew Mr. Yuan better and could take better care of the Crown Prince.

"Alright, apart from the medicine I prescribed, he must not eat anything before waking up."

"Yes, Mr. Lin."

...

"Young Master, I heard you were attacked again. Didn’t you already have Lianxin, Liansuo, and others arranged to accompany you?"

"They should have been following in the shadows. By now, they should be on their way back. We’ll discuss the details later with them." Lin Miao nodded. What Yue Mei’Er wanted to know, he was also curious about.

"Okay, what would you like to eat tonight, Young Master? I can have someone prepare it for you."

"You decide, I’ll eat anything." Lin Miao gave the order.

"Yes."

...

"Senior Sister, how do you feel about the first open-heart surgery?" Sun Youwei had also packed up and came out of the operating room.

"It was alright. I had heard you talk about it before, and today I finally witnessed it myself. It was quite shocking," Sun Youwei thought for a moment and said.

"Not scared?"

"A bit scared at first, but I wasn’t afraid later on." Sun Youwei nodded.

"Senior Sister, you seem to be a natural with a scalpel. In the future, I’ll teach you all the surgeries I know." Lin Miao was truly impressed that a girl could calmly follow him and complete an open-heart surgery with composure on her first practical operation—not just those previous animal dissection classes.

"Really?"

"Of course, but we need the right cases, we’ll take it step by step. Eventually, I’ll pass on all my medical skills to you, so I can just lie down..."

"Lie down?"

Although treating and saving people is fulfilling, it pales in comparison to a leisurely life surrounded by beauty.

There are so many women who need my comfort; time truly is limited.

"Sir, a woman outside claiming to be Jin Wushuang requests an audience!"

"Jin Wushuang, she arrived so quickly?" Lin Miao was taken aback by the news, knowing Baili Bingyun sent her over.

Apart from asking him to help win this woman over, it was to move her away from the embroidery house, so no matter her stance, she couldn’t aid Zhuang Rong’s faction.

Baili Bingyun is making a move against Zhuang Rong’s faction.

Jin Wushuang is a decade younger than Baili Bingyun, about the same age as Situ Wan, and was the goddaughter of the previous embroidery house master and also a disciple of the former master, and Zhuang Rong’s junior apprentice sister.

In terms of relation, Jin Wushuang is closer to Zhuang Rong, who was the previous master’s principal disciple, the senior sister.

Being the youngest disciple of the previous master, Jin Wushuang was practically raised by Zhuang Rong, who even taught her martial arts on behalf of their master.

"Invite her to the front hall for tea and tell her I’ll be there shortly," Lin Miao ordered. Since she came, he couldn’t avoid meeting her.

In terms of seniority, she’s even Yuyao’s little aunt.

Jin Wushuang should be aware of her own identity. Otherwise, how could Baili Bingyun dispatch her here?

But if Jin Wushuang knows her identity, wouldn’t she inform Zhuang Rong?

What’s the story behind all of this?

Lin Miao couldn’t figure it out at the moment.

"Young Master, I’ve heard of Jin Wushuang before. She once traveled the jianghu and was nicknamed Shuang Yuehong, renowned for her spear skills and the Soul-Stirring Dragon Roaming Spear technique!"

Lin Miao was aware that Jin Wushuang was skilled with a spear, but was unfamiliar with this nickname.

"It’s said that during her travels, she had a brief relationship with Xie Yunjing, one of the Seven Prodigies of the Spirit Sword Sect, but it seemed to have fizzled out, and Xie Yunjing later married a Priest from the Yanshan Sect," Yue Mei’Er said.

"Got it, would you like to accompany me to meet her?"

"No, I’ll refrain from meeting her," Yue Mei’Er declined.

Lin Miao did not insist.

In the living room stood a tall woman. Her exquisite soft armor outlined her shapely figure, dressed further in a dark red warrior robe. With a standard oval face and slightly pointed chin, she wore a stern expression, standing there as straight as a javelin.

Her height almost matched Lin Miao’s. Among women, he had never seen someone this tall, so tall that it made men feel inferior.

With such height and a good figure, especially with high martial talent, Jin Wushuang’s aptitude shouldn’t be lower than Situ Wan’s.

In the Dao Pursuit Sect, she could easily be the head master’s top disciple.