Peach branches are newly born with spring dew, morning wash thin face clear makeup.
Han Mei wrote flowers have not gone, but also taught light smoke into the waiting home.
The bell of Fangling Temple rang throughout the forest at night. In the dark night, two figures stepped on the air and headed down the mountain to the tallest attic hidden in the dark. Xia Zihou was completely led up the mountain by Yue Moyan. Her Water Crossing Curse was stuck at the sixth level and her power was also stuck there. She didn't improve at all. However, when she came to this place again, Xia Zihou's heart felt a little bitter.
The window was opened and Xia Zihou was dragged into the room by Yue Moyan. She was in a very sorry state. Her hair was blown away and her hair crown was slanted to the side. Her clothes were covered in the dew of the night. Her face was pale and her eyes were covered in black circles. She didn't have time to catch her breath. The moment she touched the floor, she glanced at the table, chair and bookcase in the room. Finally, her gaze fell on the Luohan bed. The abbot, Master Liaochen, and Priest Kongwu were all there. Xia Jing was lying on the bed, her face slightly ashen. Xia Zihou, however, was able to walk steadily to his side. Those few steps seemed to have taken him more than ten years. When this child was still a child, he had followed her, escaped with her, suffered with her, learned martial arts with her, and even been hunted by her.
I once promised to protect you for the rest of your life, but now I'm in danger of being separated by Yin and Yang. Liaochen and the other two saw Xia Zihou walking towards them step by step. The three of them looked at each other, but the pain in their eyes cleared up. Her hands trembled slightly. She did not even reach out to touch him when she walked in front of him. For a moment, she did not know what to do.
"What happened?" She turned around with bloodshot eyes. Liaochen had clearly not expected Xia Zihou to be so furious. He stood there with a grave expression on his face. The words he had prepared in his heart were stuck in his throat, causing his face to turn slightly red. The Buddhist beads in the abbot's hand rolled quickly, chanting some messy Buddhist language. She completely ignored it, and none of the people in front of her looked at her.
"This king asked you a question."
"Rongyang, don't be impudent." Priest Kongwu, who was dressed in a Taoist robe and holding a horsetail whisk in his hand, stepped out lightly. He was displeased with her attitude.
"Kong Wu, you've always disliked this king. Why? Was he trying to settle old and new scores together? This king will accompany you at any time." Xia Zihou's clothes were torn off, and the whip wrapped around his waist was pulled off. He was in full attack mode, and his killing intent instantly filled the entire room. When his gaze fell on the person on the bed, it instantly faded away. They all knew what this eighteen-year-old boy on the bed meant to Xia Zihou. It was the transition between bone and blood.
"What are you doing? Priest Kongwu, you're already so old, why are you fussing over a child? Rongyang, the poison of Jingchan has been present since you guys went into seclusion here. You've endured it for so many years, but I didn't expect it to be so serious this time.”Liaochen walked between the two of them. For the first time, he didn't call her 'little kid'. Xia Zihou felt a peaceful aura wash away the anger in her body. No matter what, Priest Void was still Priest Void's junior brother, so he was also her senior uncle. She didn't want to have too much of a grudge with him.
"What is it? Is there a solution?"
" When this poison is used, it is colorless and odorless. It can only be detected after ten years. It is also called the Ten Year Corpse Appearance. It is composed of seventy-two poisons, and each poison is a poison. Right now, to suppress it, I have to use the West Phoenix imperial family's Fire Phoenix Lotus as a guide and use my inner energy to complement it. Old Na had no choice."
"Antidote…" She had never thought that there would be a day when she would personally ask for something for the person she cared about. She thought that she had given enough. She protected him in her palm so that he would not be shocked or worried. However, she ignored this kind of protection. Whether he was willing or not, whether he could bear it, the pain in her heart when she looked at the top of the attic for the first time, no one knew.
"This…Jingchan never mentioned this.”
"What happens after the poison is suppressed?" This was what Xia Zihou was concerned about. Although she did not know who the person who poisoned her was, she had plenty of time to investigate the things she needed in the future.
"It has been suppressed. Without the antidote, it will take at most seven or eight years.”Xia Zihou's face turned pale as he took a step back. Even Yue Bai had never discovered such a potent poison before. Just who was it that had poisoned her so viciously? More than ten years ago, she was still in the Imperial Palace. At that time, the late Emperor was still alive. Who would dare to poison her like this?
"No, this king wants him to live a long life, a long life, do you understand? Save him, why not? If there was medicine to save him, then there was medicine to let him live a long life, right? Speak, speak and this king will find it for you.”Xia Zihou grabbed onto Liaochen's clothes and shouted at him with an excited expression. The strength in his fingers was strong enough to lift him up. Liaochen gave the other two a look as if saving a life was better than building a seven-storied pagoda.
"Your Highness, it's best to quickly go and find the Firephoenix Lotus. If this continues, Jingchan can only last for two months at most.”
"Well, there's medicine here. See if you can give it to him.”Xia Zihou suddenly remembered the medicine that Yue Bai had given her before. She didn't know if it would be of any use. It was said to be used to detoxify the poison. Her hands trembled slightly as she hurriedly took it out from the bag and handed it to Liaochen. Liaochen took the medicine and sniffed it, his eyes shining.
"This medicine is indeed good. It can cure all kinds of poisons, but it can't cure a ten-year-old corpse. We can delay it for a month." When Yue Moyan heard that there was hope, he quickly ran to the table and poured a glass of water. He handed it to Xia Zihou. Xia Zihou took the medicine and dissolved it into the water. She carefully helped Xia Jing up and fed her the water bit by bit.
"This king will set off tomorrow. Everyone has worked hard. Leave this place to me tonight.”She gently placed the person on the Luohan bed as if she was a treasure. She sat by the bed and helped him tidy up his slightly messy clothes.
"In that case, I'll take my leave.”Liaochen shook his head and sighed. The three of them looked at each other and walked out.
"Farewell." Xia Zihou took the towel from Yue Moyan and started to wipe him slowly. The entire room was filled with books of all kinds. From recipes to music scores, from politics to serving the people, there were all sorts of things. There were also a few books on the bookcase beside the bed. They were mostly Buddhist scriptures. Yue Mo Huo's gaze fell on the desk. There seemed to be a few rolled up paintings on it.
"You should go too." Xia Zihou's voice brought her back to her senses, and she shook her head.
"Miss, leave this to me. Go and rest. You haven't rested all this time. Second Young Master will get better. We'll leave tomorrow. From here, we'll take the water route and reach Xifeng in ten days at most. Second Young Master still had three months.”Xia Zihou understood what she meant, but she couldn't relax for even a moment. She had always thought that she was the one protecting him, but it turned out that she had always been the one being protected.
"Don't let me say it a second time." Xia Zihou's tone was slightly heavier.
"Yes, Miss. I'll ask them to send some food over.”Yue Moyan's eyes were slightly timid as he hurriedly disappeared from the room, closing the door behind him. Xia Zihou's cold and arrogant expression finally relaxed. She was half-lying on the bed, her head leaning on his arm, but her eyes were moist. Her heart was aching. She leaned against Xia Jing's blanket, but she did not let out any sobs. Her father had said that he would kill her without mercy. Her mother had disappeared after giving birth to her, and Xia Mu had hated her since she was young. He even wanted to kill her at all costs. The only person who cared about her had now ended up lying in bed. She was ethereal and helpless, but she could not grab a straw.
She was still too weak. She couldn't even protect the people around her, or was it because she was too strong? She shouldn't have not abided by her duty and been the Eldest Princess Rongyang, waiting for the fate of marriage and marriage. She would rather listen to the wind and rain in the chair and look at the road of Jianghu as the book said, but she was destined to be swept into this abyss. It was easier said than done to escape.
"Jing 'er, big sister swears that this is the only time. Big sister will never allow anyone to hurt you in the slightest.”The half-railing of the light-colored gauze curtain. Perhaps it was because Xia Zihou was tired from crying, or perhaps it was because he had been traveling day and night for the past few days, he had fallen asleep while half-lying on the side of the bed. He didn't even notice that the person on the bed had woken up. He opened his eyes slightly. Above his head was the familiar roof of the tent, but his right hand was obviously pressed down by something.
She slowly turned her gaze back to Xia Zihou, who was lying on the edge of the bed with a frown on her face. The left side of her face was facing her, and the right side of her face was pressed against the blanket. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. She slowly moved inside. The person beside the bed opened her eyes and looked at the bed. The two of them stared at each other for a long time. Xia Zihou was sure that he wasn't dreaming. He didn't even take off his shoes as he rushed onto the bed and hugged the person on the bed. He was so fast that Xia Jing didn't even have time to react.
Her voice was choked up and her eyes were slightly red, but the stone in her heart never fell.”
"Cough, year after year, we'll be shoulder to shoulder on the same path. I'll always be with you.”Xia Jing touched her hair, and her pale lips curled into a shallow smile. She was gentle and elegant. They had relied on each other since childhood, and more than ten years had become deep and long.
"Who poisoned him? Jing 'er, tell me." She was filled with killing decisiveness and viciousness, flowing in her originally clear and bright eyes. Xia Jing's face turned even paler, but she still had a gentle smile. Looking at his usual smile, the killing intent in her eyes suddenly disappeared completely. The words that she wanted to ask were stuck in her throat. She hurriedly placed Xia Jing flat on the bed and carefully covered him with the blanket. Xia Jing's eyes narrowed slightly. He propped up his pale and gray face and smiled, indicating that he was fine.
"Sis, I'm tired. Remember to wake me up at dawn.”He didn't seem to want to talk about it. Why? Xia Zihou instantly understood what he meant.
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