Surviving as the Heavenly Demon’s Concubine - Chapter 19
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“Oh, you’re here.”
Another guard who had been summoned by the communication talisman let out a scream.
The original guard who had been investigating Riser (Riser decided to call him Guard 1) lightly mocked his colleague who showed exactly the same reaction as himself and said.
“Don’t make such a fuss. Can’t you see Magong-ja is practicing qi circulation inside? What if he gets qi deviation because of you?”
“Don’t say such horrible things, even as a joke!”
Guard 2, who arrived late, was horrified and jumped up, then looked around nervously.
He looked as if he was checking whether ghosts were chasing him.
“Lady Seo will be coming soon, so does anyone have something to worry about?”
“Hehe. How frightened.”
“Who is Lady Seo?”
When Riser whispered and asked, Guard 1 made a bewildered expression.
But soon he remembered that Riser was a prospective initiate who hadn’t been in Cheonryeon Palace for long and tried to give at least a brief explanation.
“I am Seo Yeon Khatun.”
Without any common footsteps or presence, a Western beauty suddenly appeared.
“Eek! L-Lady Seo, have you arrived!”
Guard 2 sat down with a thud and bowed deeply, hoping she hadn’t heard the conversation they just had. Lady Seo frowned and grumbled.
“I said Khatun.”
“Yes, yes. Seo Yeon Khatun.”
Lake-blue eyes with thick, black eyebrows.
Her healthy ivory-colored skin, large prominent nose, and deep eye sockets clearly revealed that her homeland was very far away.
‘She seems to be from Central Asia.’
Riser didn’t know much about races, but based on her previous life, she looked like someone who would have been born in some ‘something-something-stan’.
Now that she thought about it, Mujin’s face also had quite distinct features for a Northeast Asian, so he must have taken after his mother.
“Khatun?”
“Khatun means noble lady or queen in the Western language. It doesn’t suit my status to be called merely ‘lady’ when I’ve given birth to three of the Cheonma Bloodline. Call me Seo Yeon Khatun.”
“Yes. Seo Yeon Khatun.”
“That’s right.”
Seo Yeon Khatun, wearing a satisfied smile, looked around the prison with the confident attitude characteristic of those born noble and asked.
“By the way, where is Mujin? This boy doesn’t even greet his mother when she comes.”
“L-Lady. Magong-ja is…”
“Khatun.”
“Ahem. Yes. Khatun. Magong-ja is currently practicing qi circulation.”
Upon hearing Guard 1’s words, Lady Seo immediately relaxed her expression.
She knew well that even if the Heavenly Emperor came, one couldn’t greet them during qi circulation.
“Then it can’t be helped. But this is unusual. Practicing qi circulation in such a poor place without a guardian.”
“That is actually…”
Guard 1, who had heard the whole story from Riser, rolled his eyes anxiously.
He hadn’t grasped the entire situation yet, but he was certain it wasn’t a very good situation.
“Actually, what comes after that?”
About 20% venom crept into Lady Seo’s voice.
The guard was already frightened, but in reality, Lady Seo’s poison was directed elsewhere.
“Hmph. Never mind. Obviously Mujin has caused trouble again.”
No mother in the world could be at peace when her son was living with a reputation as a scoundrel.
Whenever he was out of sight, he was either at a gambling house, a brothel, or in prison, so Lady Seo’s heart was beyond upset—it was about to burst.
“That unfilial brat. Following him around and cleaning up his messes every time he causes trouble can only go on for so long. How can he not think of growing up even after reaching the age of twenty!”
“Khatun, please calm down.”
“You must take care of your health.”
When Lady Seo burst out in anger, two servants who had been quietly attending her busily served her. One held a fan and provided a gentle breeze, while the other dabbed the sweat from the lady’s forehead with a silk handkerchief.
Guard 1 hesitantly and carefully opened his mouth.
“Th-this time is different. It seems Magong-ja has taken poison.”
“Poison?”
Lady Seo’s ivory face turned pale in an instant.
In the popular novels where all kinds of masters appeared, levels like immunity to a hundred poisons or immunity to all poisons appeared ridiculously, but reality was different.
“That child ate poison?!”
“Khatun. Please calm down.”
“Be quiet!”
No matter how much one practiced martial arts, it was still a human body.
If medicine could cure illness, then it was also natural that one couldn’t be safe from poison.
“Where is Mujin? Where is my son right now!”
“H-he’s in that inner room!”
“Mujin! Mujin, mother is here!”
“Khatun! If you rush in like that, it will interfere with his qi circulation!”
Lady Seo frantically ran toward the inner prison cell. Guard 2, who had been called to serve as a guardian, hurriedly followed behind her.
After they left, Riser elbowed the guard who had been interrogating her in the ribs and scolded him.
“How could you just say poison outright? I clearly said it was strong liquor.”
“How could Magong-ja end up like that just from drinking strong alcohol? If the alcohol is too strong, you just burn it off with internal energy. I don’t know for sure, but there must have been some serious poison mixed in.”
‘Frustrating. That’s too logical.’
Riser wanted to argue back but couldn’t think of any words to refute him.
“But what were you thinking when you broke down the wall? No matter how skilled a poison expert is, they can’t save someone with bare hands.”
“Depending on the situation, you can save someone with bare hands.”
Riser recalled the CPR and Heimlich maneuver she had learned as mandatory medical training at the hospital in her previous life. These were probably emergency treatment methods unknown in this era.
“But this time I used a different method. I happened to have medicinal herbs I gathered from the prison.”
“There were medicinal herbs in the prison?”
Riser rummaged around and pulled out the wall moss.
Something that was neither weed nor mushroom, but somewhere in between, growing in the dirty corner of the prison cell.
At the sight of the moss that could commonly be found in dark and damp places, the guard’s eyes began to shake violently.
“S-surely… you didn’t give that to Magong-ja…?”
“It looks a bit rough, but this is really a spiritual medicine. And I ate it too and was fine.”
Riser began to carefully craft her story, making sure everything fit together.
The key point was that Mujin did eat the wall moss, but he ate it for treatment after his body became strange from drinking alcohol.
“If you’re done with that, could you show it to me just once?”
When Riser extended her hand, Guard 1 absentmindedly placed the notebook on her palm.
There wasn’t really any reason he shouldn’t show it, but it felt strange, like being inspected.
“It would be good if you could also write here that they were ‘consumed almost simultaneously.'”
“Is that necessary information?”
“Yes. Please make sure to tell the physician.”
Guard 1 said he understood and picked up his fine brush to add the additional information.
‘Good. If I say it this way, they’ll consider the effects of the wall moss together when treating him.’
Riser felt much more at ease.
She had directly confirmed that there were no problems when consuming wall moss alone, but she didn’t know whether it would be okay to eat it together with that alcohol, so she needed to approach it carefully.
The treatment of Mujin, who had the Cheonma Bloodline, would be overseen by Yakwang-jeon, the Demon Sect’s internal medical center.
Since Riser wouldn’t be able to intervene at that point, she needed to give them a heads-up in advance.
“I have nothing more to tell you. What happens next is as you see fit, sir.”
“Hmm. I understand for now.”
Guard 1 put away the notebook and fine brush in his chest and said.
“Follow me. The lady will surely ask questions, and you’ll need to fill in the gaps from the side.”
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