Chapter 6 — On the wedding night, when he was forced to marry Vuong Gia Khat's wife, I used a needle to acupuncture his life.

An old voice suddenly rang out. I suddenly opened my eyes and saw Mama Chu standing outside the prison door.

“Chu ma ma?” I stood up in surprise.

She made a silent movement, gently opened the door and rushed:

"The king is awake and wants to see you."

My heart trembled slightly: "Is he... still okay?"

“Thank you, Princess, for your help.”

Chu ma ma said in a low voice, "Your Majesty already knows that it was you who saved him, so he ordered this old slave to immediately send someone over there." I followed Mama Chu through the dark tunnel to Duong Huc's bedroom. Compared to the cold prison, this place is as warm as spring, with a faint smell of medicine in the air. Duong Huc half leaned against the headboard, his face still pale, but his eyes were clear and sharp. Seeing me enter, he frowned slightly: "They locked you in hell?" I stood at the door, not knowing whether I should go in or leave:

“General Zhao thinks that this concubine poisoned you…”

“Stupid.” He snorted coldly, turned to Mama Chu and said,

“Go tell Zhao Hu, this king will punish him with thirty sticks.”

Chu ma ma replied and left, leaving only the two of us in the room.

“Come here.” Duong Huc ordered.

I slowly walked towards the bed, suddenly my legs felt weak, I almost collapsed. Having struggled for such a long time, the tight nerves finally loosened. A pair of strong hands supported my shoulders. I don't know when, Duong Huc got out of bed and was looking down at me, his eyebrows furrowed.

“You used the ‘Needle of the Yoke’?” his voice was low.

I raised my head in surprise: "Do you know this magic method?"

“Five years ago, someone used the same method to save this king.”

He helped me sit down on the chair: "You are the second person who knows this magic method." My heart skipped a beat slightly. Five years ago… isn't that…

“What?” Duong Huc keenly noticed my abnormality, "What are you thinking about?"

“No…nothing.”

I tried to calm myself down, "It's just that this acupuncture method is very mentally draining, I'm suddenly a bit tired." He stared at me for a long time.

“Your Majesty…” I mustered up the courage to ask, “How did you get poisoned?”

He turned around and walked towards the window, his back straight as a pine tree:

"Five years ago, this king phoenix went on a military expedition to the North. On the way to victory, he was assassinated, and his arrow was poisoned."

My fingers unconsciously tightened the armrest of the chair. Five years ago, Bac Canh, arrow wound... these key words in my head gradually pieced together into an unbelievable picture.

“At that time, there was a wolf in the middle of the road who saved this king.”

Duong Huc continued to speak, his voice carrying a rare gentleness,

"A woman with a veiled face and excellent medical skills, but refused to leave her identity behind."

My breathing becomes rapid. That snowy night, that man covered in blood... turned out to be Duong Huc?

“This king has been looking for her for five years.”

He turned around, his eyes sharp as an eagle, "Unfortunately, there are still no clues." I lowered my head, hiding the surprise in my eyes. Fate was so tantalizing that I used this method to meet my old patient again.

“Your Majesty…” I asked softly, “Why do you have to look for her?”

“Returning gratitude.” He answered briefly, "This king never owes favors to others."

A complicated feeling arose in my heart. That year, I saved him completely by accident However, I never even thought that one day we would meet again. But now…

"Your magic is very similar to hers."

Duong Huc suddenly said, "Do you know someone like that?" My heart beat faster, but my face didn't show it: "I'm not used to it. Folk medicine is very common and small." He walked in front of me and looked down from above: "Ton Hinh Nhi, what kind of person are you?" I raised my head and looked straight into his eyes: "A girl just wants to survive, that's all." We looked at each other, no one wanted to move away. In the end, Duong Huc was the first to turn around:

"From today onwards, you will move to the Dong Thuong room. It's near the pharmacy, so it's convenient for you to mix medicine for this king."

I opened my eyes wide in surprise: "Does the prince still trust his concubine?"

“This king believes in your medical skills.”

He turned his back to me, "As for your loyalty... we still need to observe more." Just like that, I turned from a prisoner into Duong Huc's specialized doctor. That afternoon, the maids moved all of my belongings to the Dong Xuong room. This place is much more spacious than the previous hospital, and also includes a small garden specialized for growing medicinal herbs.

"The king has already instructed, if the princess needs any medicinal herbs, just tell the old slave."

Chu Ma Ma's attitude was much more respectful:

"It's just... going in and out of the royal palace still requires Trieu Ho to follow."

I nodded to show I understood. Although Duong Huc no longer suspected that I had poisoned him, he obviously did not completely trust me. In the following days, every day I came to check Duong Huc's pulse and did acupuncture. The poison in his body is even more difficult to treat than we imagined. Han Tam Tan's toxins have penetrated deep into his internal organs, making it very difficult for regular medicine to be effective.