The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"Shut up, why are you yelling? I’m not deaf!"

Yang Chuxia snorted.

Sure enough, the poison expert stopped talking.

Yang Chuxia pondered for a moment and said, "You’d better be telling the truth, or you’re dead for sure!"

"Oh right, what was the original medicine used to control his episodes?"

"That medicine is useless now."

"Nonsense, of course, I know that medicine is useless now, but without it as a foundation, how are we supposed to explore?" After a pause, Yang Chuxia asked again, "Could it be that you’ve developed a new drug?"

"No!" the poison expert said, "I hadn’t gotten around to researching one before you all caught me."

"In that case, just stay here then."

Yang Chuxia clapped her hands and said to Ye Yi beside her, "Keep an eye on her, and don’t let her die or escape."

"Yes!"

After the interrogation, the sky was already getting light. Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an sat in the carriage.

"Do you believe what she’s saying, my dear?" Ye Zi’an asked.

"Prince Le’s illness seems real," Yang Chuxia said, "This kind of illness has appeared in our world. Prince Le just transforms into another personality, but some people can split into more than twenty different personalities. They can become a slave, an official, or even a man can split into a woman."

"..." Ye Zi’an was shocked; it was the first time he had heard of such a situation.

"My dear, how do you treat such an illness in your place?"

"It’s difficult." Yang Chuxia sighed, "The treatment methods we had are entirely unsuitable here. In theory, it is not a physical illness but a psychological issue. In our place, there are psychological therapists who can use hypnosis to integrate the personalities or let the main personality regain dominance. But we currently have no therapists or hypnotists. What’s strange is that the poison expert, being so skilled, can use medication alone to let a secondary personality take over, and she’s a poison expert, not a medical expert."

For someone who doesn’t understand much about medicine, Yang Chuxia couldn’t quite grasp this point.

"Let’s talk about it with Mu Shaoling when we get back and see what he thinks."

"Alright," Ye Zi’an said, "She should be some kind of poisonous doctor. It looks like we’ll have to rethink our plans regarding Prince Le."

"You can discuss that with Cousin and the others," Yang Chuxia leaned against him, closing her eyes. She hadn’t stayed up late for a long time, and suddenly doing so left her unable to withstand it.

Seeing that she was tired, Ye Zi’an took off his outer robe and covered her with it, then held her in his arms again.

"Brother An, when I was interrogating that woman today, did you find me terrifying?" She might have even slashed the woman’s face with scissors, which, to regular people, would seem quite vicious.

"I’ve seen you even more terrifying than this; this time was nothing compared to before," Ye Zi’an chuckled. "There was someone back in the day, what was his name again, who was bloodied and far worse off than that woman. Go on, sleep. I’ll wake you when we’re back in town."

Feeling a warm touch on her forehead, Yang Chuxia smirked slightly and snuggled into his arms to continue sleeping.

Two hours later, the carriage entered the town, and there were many pedestrians on the streets.

"Hmm..."

Seeing her eyes open, Ye Zi’an whispered, "Let’s go back to that small courtyard first and take a stroll in the town later."

"Okay,"

Yang Chuxia responded and continued to sleep.