Rebirth: My Healer Wife Owns Superpowers - Chapter 121
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Chapter 121: Chapter 121 Strange Patterns
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After returning to her room again, Qi Yue appeared to sleep on the surface but had already left for the space.
Today she didn’t start by picking apples to feed the White Rhino, instead, she went straight to the study.
The study remained just as it had been in her previous life, nothing less, with only the addition of the “Beiyuan Local Chronicles”.
Originally opening a clinic and obtaining a large sum of silver for a medicinal wine recipe, she had almost forgotten about the National Treasure.
But once Zheng Fanglue brought it up, she felt the itch in her hands again.
Who would mind having more gold and silver?
Naturally, the more the better.
Since such an unsavory person suspected she possessed the Treasure Map, she couldn’t just take the blame for nothing; she must find it.
But where exactly was the Treasure Map?
Facing this not-too-thick, not-too-thin book, Qi Yue simply couldn’t make heads or tails of it.
She tried using a magnifying glass, revealing fluid, and even heat from a fire, she even cut open the book’s cover with a knife to check for layers, but all to no avail.
“Could this book actually be fake?”
Qi Yue collapsed in the genuine leather boss chair, tilting her head up to look at the ceiling light in the study.
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“Or is Zhao Xiyan deceiving me, and the map has been taken by him?”
The moment this thought entered her mind, she could no longer sit still, rising abruptly from the sofa and pacing relentlessly on the floor, spinning like a top.
Deep down, she didn’t want to believe that Zhao Xiyan was deceiving her, but where were the things?
The bookshelf containing the books she had moved to the space wouldn’t be mistaken or missing any items.
If there were a mistake, aside from her inability to find it, it left only Zhao Xiyan.
“Zhao Xiyan? Have you really been deceiving me all along?”
Deceiving her to take care of his family, to find medicine to treat his legs.
…
For a time, Qu Wei’s words of sowing discord echoed in her ears, one after another.
“Zhao Xiyan is not easy to deal with. At the age of eighteen, he defeated the Donggao Fox King, known for his cunning. Deceiving you would be a piece of cake!”
“Zhao Xiyan got divorced so easily, don’t you think there’s something odd?”
“He actually let you go to your death, does he know that you’re looking for White Rhino Horn for her?”
“…”
Her delicate frame swayed, and she collapsed into the chair once more.
No, she refused to believe it.
No matter what, she would never believe, nor would she allow herself to fall for someone who could be so despicable!
She stopped her chaotic thoughts and forced herself to focus on the “Beiyuan Local Chronicles”.
There must be something she was overlooking.
On careful consideration, Mo Zhizhi, being the Imperial Tutor, was surely beyond average in intelligence and talent. A person like this hiding something would definitely use a method beyond the imagination of an ordinary person.
“It seems patience is necessary; I should proceed gradually to uncover it.”
Qi Yue muttered to herself, calming her thoughts, and took the book outside to the pavilion where she lay on a rocking chair to bask in the sun.
Outside there were twelve shichen, with both day and night, but not in this space.
Twenty-four hours of brightness, and no knowing how that sun moved; whenever she entered, there was sunlight.
“Mooo… Mooo…”
Seeing that she hadn’t fed it apples today, the White Rhino ran out from the pool heading straight to the pavilion.
Crying out, its head kept rubbing against her arm and leg nonstop.
“Giggle… Xiaobai, keep your distance from me…”
The White Rhino’s skin was smooth and slick; petting it was a pleasurable experience, but being rubbed by it was unbearably ticklish.
Qi Yue laughed until she was out of breath, extending a hand to push it away. Unexpectedly, it sniffed its way to her foot instead.
“Hahaha…”
“Mooo… Mooo…”
Qi Yue could no longer lie down, so she got up and casually placed the book she had been holding on a nearby stone table.
“Alright alright, there you go. I’ll get you some apples… How come you never tire of apples?”
“Moo… Moo moo…”
“Would you like to try some pears today instead?”
“Moo… Moo moo…”
“Do you mean yes or no?”
“Moo… Moo moo…”
“No one can understand what you’re saying.”
“…”
A person and a cow walked side by side toward the orchard.
Qi Yue picked a variety of fruits from the courtyard and piled them in the garden, letting the White Rhino feast on them.
Peaches, pears, apples, grapes… She eventually realized that apples were still its favorite, with grapes being acceptable, and peaches the least liked.
“It seems I’ll need to plant a few more apple trees.”
As Qi Yue spoke, she noticed that the White Rhino’ belly was more than twice as big as before and hurried over to feel it.
“Xiaobai, have you put on weight?”
“Moo… Moo moo…”
The White Rhino just buried its head in the pile of apples, munching away, its mooing indiscernible in meaning.
Qi Yue’s hand, which had been touching its belly, halted suddenly. Could she feel something alive inside?
Could it be pregnant?
“Moo… Moo moo…”
“…Xiaobai, are you actually going to be a mommy?” Qi Yue was suddenly delighted.
This was a stroke of luck, a stroke of luck indeed. Who knew how many it could give birth to—if one were sold…
“Moo… Moo moo…”
Forget it, don’t sell… Can’t one even dream?
She affectionately stroked the White Rhino’s belly and intended to examine it but could ascertain nothing, so she had to give up.
It seemed this mystical creature was beyond the understanding of ordinary humans like her.
The White Rhino having a baby was a big deal. Qi Yue happily gathered several blankets, only to find they were unnecessary and gave up on that idea.
Figuring it was getting late, she returned to the pavilion, planning to get the large book and go to bed.
Upon entering the pavilion, her gaze accidentally swept across something that made her heart nearly leap out of her chest.
The large book was open.
Perhaps she had left it open, or perhaps the wind had done it.
Whatever the case, it was open and bathed in sunlight.
The page that was turned over revealed a pattern that wasn’t there before.
It was a strange tree.
The tree had three branches, with eight arranged boughs on each, and each bough had nine sub-branches.
Qi Yue counted and recounted, not a single discrepancy.
“How strange, there’s no tree like this in the world.”
Although she didn’t understand the meaning of the diagram, this sudden appearance thoroughly dispelled her suspicions about Zhao Xiyan.
This at least proved that the book was indeed the same one the old Emperor had entrusted to Mo Zhizhi.
The excited Qi Yue had no intention of sleeping now. She eagerly flipped through the book but found no other patterns.
Qi Yue pondered, suspecting that it had to do with the book being exposed to light. After some thought, she took a camera and photographed the diagram of the tree.
Then she flipped the book again to let it continue to bathe in the light.
Strangely enough, there was no more sunlight in the pavilion.
She had initially thought about leaving the book there to absorb sunlight, but then she considered the other small animals in the space. If a rabbit or a cat came along and tore the book, it would be ruined.
In the end, she took the book back, planning to sun it daily in the space. With enough exposure, she was bound to discover something.
Thinking this, she couldn’t help but marvel at the old man named Mo Zhizhi, who had thought to reveal secrets by exposure to sunlight.
Anyone who acquired this book would likely keep it hidden to examine in secret, never imagining that the object needed sunlight to reveal its contents.
Clearly, this Mo Zhizhi understood the human heart all too well.