Chapter 28 Jinjiang exclusive authorization first release 8 hugged his waist tightly...

After a whole day of fear and anxiety, Yan Yi was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and retired early that night. With something on his mind, he couldn't sleep well, and would wake up at the slightest sign of trouble.

Yan Yi woke up from her sleep for the fifth time, her temples throbbing, and the scene of Lu Qin hysterically strangling her neck was still vivid in her mind.

In the second half of the summer night, the weather was getting cooler. She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, curled up in the covers, and forced herself to sweat.

The little fox was lying on the couch with his back, his abdomen rising and falling slightly, and he was sleeping soundly.

Yan Yi hung his head, his entire body shrouded in a thick haze, unable to muster any energy. He lay in bed in a daze for a long time before quietly climbing to his feet.

There was a thin mist outside the window, and the morning light was dim.

After a quick wash, she went out alone, carrying the medicine box in one hand.

Given her personality, she would never sit still and wait for death. She needed to find out the connection between the red crystal and her essence. How did Lu Qin know that the red crystal was her essence?

Yan Yi was filled with doubts and could not find peace for a moment.

Yesterday, Ling You brought Lu Qin back to the mansion and imprisoned her in a secluded dungeon. Wen Huoran issued an order that no one could visit her without his permission.

Yan Yi originally thought that they would interrogate Lu Qin overnight.

According to the intelligence Xiaoli had gathered, after Lu Qin was imprisoned, no one had approached the dungeon except for the Demon Realm guards who were guarding the dungeon.

Thinking of this, she weighed the medicine box in her hand which she used as a cover, unconsciously quickened her pace, and hurried towards the dungeon.

When he reached the door, Yan Yi took a deep breath, trying to look calm, and then walked forward and said, "Big brother, can I go in and see Lu Qin? She's seriously injured. I'll help check her injuries."

The Demon Realm guard looked unfamiliar and spoke in a serious tone, "Miss Yan, the dungeons are filled with wanted criminals. Without Your Majesty's permission, I cannot let you in."

Holding the handle of the medicine box tightly with both hands, Yan Yi steeled his mind and began to lie.

"This elder brother, you may not know that it was the Lord who ordered me to check on the prisoner's injuries. Lu Qin is a wanted criminal, and the truth has not yet been revealed. If he dies due to his severe injuries and lack of timely medical treatment, will you be responsible?"

"This..." The guard hesitated slightly, exchanged glances with the other guard beside him, then lowered his voice to discuss a few words, turned around and said, "Miss Yan, please come in."

Hearing this, Yan Yi's expression froze for a moment, and he was flattered.

Are the guards of the Demon Realm so easy to fool?

Seeing her standing there motionless, the guard couldn't help but remind her, "Miss Yan?"

Yan Yi gradually collected his thoughts, thanked the other party, and hurried into the dungeon.

The Demon Realm dungeon was not as dark and damp as she had imagined. Instead, it was dry and cool, and the prisoners imprisoned there did not seem to suffer.

This idea gradually dispelled the moment she saw Lu Qin.

The dry and cool atmosphere of the dungeon corridor was a world away from the actual prisoner detention center. Blazing fires burned on the walls of the cells, creating a purgatory-like atmosphere.

Yan Yi stood at the door of the cell, looking at the people in the cell from afar.

"Lu Qin, I'm here to see you." She called out in a louder voice.

The person inside huddled tightly on the ground. He shuddered when he heard the words, but made no sound.

Yan Yi hesitated and slowly moved a distance closer to the cell door.

The temperature in the cell did not transmit to the outside. Yan Yi tentatively touched the cell door - the temperature was just right, as if it was made of a special insulating material.

Of course, she was in the Demon Realm, where the architectural structure was very different from that of the mortal world and used demonic energy.

"Can you hear me?" Yan Yi called out against the cell door.

The people inside didn't respond.

Yan Yi shook the medicine box in his hand and continued, "I'm here to help you heal your wounds. If you don't say anything, I'll go back."

After saying that, she turned around and was about to walk out of the dungeon.

Lu Qin finally moved. She groped her way up from the ground, holding onto the wall with one hand. As soon as she touched the wall, she suddenly pulled her hand back because of the burning pain.

"Don't go--" Her voice was hoarse and vicissitudes of life, as if she had aged dozens of years overnight.

Yan Yi paused and turned to look at her, only to see Lu Qin crawling on the ground, staring at her with her neck stretched out.

"Miss Yan, you have a way to revive Wen Feng, right?"

Yan Yi slowly walked back to the cell door, carefully choosing his words, and said, "All the solutions are invented by people. Answer me a few questions first, and I'll consider whether it's worth helping you."

Lu Qin: "What do you want to ask?"

Yan Yi didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "How did you know that the red crystal is my essence?"

Lu Qin did not answer but asked: "Isn't it?"

Yan Yi put the medicine box on the ground and said, "I don't know, so I came to ask you."

Hearing this, Lu Qin was slightly surprised, "Miss Yan, do you really not know that your essence is not in your body?"

Yan Yi's expression remained calm. "I'm just an ordinary person. Before this, I didn't even know what Yuan Jing was."

Lu Qin: "I have been learning witchcraft from my master since I was young, and I have quite a talent for it. My master taught me everything he knew. When I saw your pendant that day, I recognized it at first sight as something extraordinary."

After hearing this, Yan Yi's heart skipped a beat. The other party had a sharp eye. If the villain summoned the old witch doctor to examine the pendant, she would be left speechless.

Yan Yi tried to calm himself down and asked, "Can Yuan Jing really revive the dead?"

At this moment, Lu Qin had already climbed up and was kneeling on the ground with his knees bent, his eyes slightly dull.

"Master once said that Yuan Jing can nourish another person's damaged Yuan Jing and restore it. I've searched through ancient books on witchcraft, but haven't found a complete record. I can only try it out based on the fragmentary knowledge I've read."

She paused, staring at Yan Yi, as if wanting to get an answer from him, "Miss Yan, you can move the essence out of your body without any harm to yourself. You must have a way, right?"

Yan Yi frowned when he heard this, thinking that Lu Qin was a little crazy.

"The Red Crystal is my family's heirloom. As far as I know, it has nothing to do with Yuan Jing. I don't know why you're so obsessed with using it as a panacea for resurrection, but—unfortunately, I'm just an ordinary mortal doctor. I can't revive Wen Feng."

"You're lying!" Lu Qin shouted at the top of her lungs, "Do you think His Majesty will believe it? His Majesty trusts Master. If Master finds out that you're lacking in essence, how will you explain it? How about—"

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly fell to the ground and started coughing. With a "wow" sound, she spurted out black blood, staining the ground beneath her feet black.

Seeing this, Yan Yi was shocked. The villain had not shown any mercy yesterday. The evil energy he had inflicted on Lu Qin had already invaded her heart.

Her intuition told her that Lu Qin would not live long.

Yan Yi glanced at the medicine box at his feet and was undecided for a moment.

As a doctor, and a medical student in the 21st century before she traveled through the book, she has the responsibility to heal the people in front of her.

However, just yesterday, the people in the cell showed no mercy and tried to strangle her.

"Miss Yan, why don't you help me resurrect Wen Feng, and I will take you away." Lu Qin's voice came again, interrupting Yan Yi's thoughts.

She looked around and realized that Lu Qin was seriously ill. She couldn't help but sneer, "Lu Qin, this place is impregnable. How are you planning to escape?"

Seeing that she showed no signs of loosening, Lu Qin became crazy, suddenly stood up, and slammed his whole body against the prison door.

Suddenly, a sharp explosion sounded in the dungeon, which was exactly the same as the alarm in the real world.

Yan Yi was distracted for a moment.

"Miss Yan, the prisoner has triggered the defensive barrier. Please leave first." A guard rushed in and escorted Yan Yi out, while the other stayed behind to use magic energy to fix the barrier in the dungeon.

Yan Yi had just stood firm and when he looked up, he met a pair of deep eyes.

"Your Majesty..." Her heart was in her throat, her throat was itchy and tight, and she couldn't speak for a moment.

"I've improved." Wen Huoran said meaningfully.

Yan Yi glanced back at the guard behind him, hurriedly took the medicine box from him, and hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, Lu Qin is seriously injured. I think her crime is not punishable by death, so I came to help check her injuries."

Wen Huoran: "How is the injury?"

"Ah?" Yan Yi was stunned by his question. After a moment's pause, he stammered, "I—I didn't have time to check, and she suddenly banged her head against the door. I was so scared that I ran out!"

Wen Huiran didn't respond, and asked her, "What did you find out?"

Yan Yi looked up at him, pursed his lips and said nothing.

The villain knew her movements clearly, but he deliberately kept silent, waiting for her to fall into the trap.

Seeing her aggrieved expression, Wen Huoran suddenly lost interest in questioning her. He waved at her and said, "Alright, go back first. Your master is here."

After hearing this, Yan Yi's heart tightened, and he inexplicably felt as if he was about to be executed.

"Master—Master, does he have something to talk to me about?" she asked stiffly.

Wen Huoran gave a few instructions to the guards guarding the dungeon, then turned around and stared at Yan Yi, "Check if your essence is in your body."

Yan Yi gasped, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he struggled to say, "It should be there! Otherwise, I can't be alive and well."

Wen Huoran extended a hand towards her, his tone brooking no refusal: "Follow me back."

As soon as Yan Yi's hand touched his wrist, she felt dizzy. She was so scared that she quickly closed her eyes and hugged the villain's thin waist tightly with both hands.

When he opened his eyes again, they were already standing outside the study door.

"Master, you're here!" Yan Yi suppressed his dizziness and walked forward quickly.

Bu Shu nodded slightly and said straight to the point, "Xiao Yi, could you please let me examine your essence—your pendant?"

His palms were full of sticky cold sweat. Yan Yi took the pendant off his neck and handed it to Bu Shu nervously.

Time seemed to stand still.

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. Yan Yi took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

After a moment, Bu Shu stood up, holding the pendant in his hand, his expression slightly heavy. "Your Majesty, besides the essence, there is something else in Xiaoyi's pendant."

Hearing this, Yan Yi felt uneasy and his expression changed instantly. He thought that the old witch doctor was really knowledgeable and could actually identify the properties of objects that did not belong to this world.

Wen Huoran took a few steps forward, walked directly to Bu Shu, and asked in a deep voice, "What else is there?"

Bu Shu slowly shook his head and sighed helplessly, "I am an old man of little talent. I have never seen or even heard of this thing. It must be something from another world."

Yan Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It’s not surprising that the old witch doctor can’t recognize things in the real world.

Wen Huiran frowned, his scrutinizing gaze falling on Yan Yi's face, "You tell the truth yourself."

A thin layer of cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. Yan Yi couldn't help but have red eyes, with crystal tears welling up in his eyes. "Your Majesty, you doubt me."

Bu Shu coughed lightly and interrupted, "Xiao Yi, finding out why your essence is outside your body is a responsibility to your body. Your Majesty—this is not targeting you."

Yan Yi sniffed and choked, "Master, I understand."

Then, she repeated the draft she had written countless times in her mind.

"The red crystal pendant is a family heirloom, passed down from my grandmother to my mother. It promises safety. I don't know how the pendant is related to essence. Perhaps it's my grandmother's essence, but she passed away many years ago..."

Speaking of this, she raised her sleeve to wipe the tear marks on her face, looked at Wen Huoran with tears in her eyes, and continued, "Your Majesty, Yingyue once told me that if a mortal's essence leaves the body, they will die. Do you think - do I look like someone who is about to die?"