Chapter 212 Life for Life

Mu Xi was in excruciating pain, her internal organs shifted, but Liu Yang did not die, and died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

Within the void, the strategist's personality loudly protested, the three-year-old personality and the white-robed immortal wept softly, and a drunken personality trembled. Meanwhile, from somewhere outside, the faint sounds of horses' hooves and wheels seemed to drift in…

A cacophony of sounds erupted, disrupting the tranquility of the world that had just been quiet.

Mu Xi knew her time was coming to an end and wanted to turn back to find Mu Xun's body, but everything went black.

"Shut up, I know what to do!" Finally, the volatile personality roared, "Die..."

With a final, volatile strike, the sword tip aimed straight for Liu Yang's throat.

Liu Yang, however, seemed to have seen something and, in a moment of stunned silence, hurriedly dodged and retreated.

Whether the attack hit or not, Mu Xi fell heavily to the ground.

The world fell silent again.

At the moment of his final strike, his volatile personality transformed into a ray of white light, merging into Mu Xi's consciousness.

Mu Xi lost consciousness, yet felt light and airy, floating in the dark void before finally plunging into darkness.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Mu Xi didn't know how long she had been unconscious—perhaps only a second, or perhaps an eternity. When she regained consciousness, before she could even open her eyes, she heard the sound of arrows flying overhead.

When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was not Mu Xun, but Liu Yang, who was standing not far away, his right hand covering the worst wound on his left shoulder. He stopped looking at her and looked at her other side.

He's still alive?

Mu Xi was filled with endless regret, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

A familiar female voice exclaimed as it drifted over: "Your Highness? What's wrong? What happened?"

Mu Xi had no strength left. She was turned over and it took her a while to recognize someone: "Princess...?"

Princess Yan Ya was followed by the Red Carp Guards of the King of Yu.

"Help...help..." Mu Xi was on the verge of death, and tried to point in the direction of Mu Xun, but she no longer knew where Mu Xun was.

Princess Yan Ya's voice was ethereal, like that of a banished immortal: "No need to speak, I will save you and take you back."

"Xi Xun..." Mu Xi didn't even have the strength to open her eyes, but she still used her last bit of strength to call out that name.

Then she felt her body being lifted up by cold armor.

My body tensed instinctively, and I opened my eyes again.

But all they saw was Liu Yang still standing there, unwilling and greedy.

He even asked, "You...you are the legendary former Princess Qianyan, Lady Qifeng?"

Princess Yan Ya, who was standing to the side, did not make a sound.

A wave of disgust washed over Mu Xi, but her damaged heart meridians couldn't support it and immediately tensed up.

Mu Xi vaguely realized that the reason she was still alive was because her volatile personality had sacrificed itself to protect her heart meridian once again.

I felt as if my body was being placed in a carriage.

Mu Xi was still worried, and forced herself to open her eyes again: "And Xi Xun... Xi Xun..."

Princess Yan Ya was taken aback, then said gently, "Don't worry, I understand."

"Save him..." Mu Xi didn't know if she could make a sound at the last moment, her heart pulse snapped again, and she fell into darkness.

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"The vast emptiness, the boundless expanse of black and yellow, I pray to the Seven Gods, for their boundless protection. Divine light illuminates the spiritual altar, resting in tranquility, the soul returns to its place, the gods guard the primordial sovereign, gathering essence and spirit, strengthening the soul and nurturing the origin. May the scattered essence and spirit swiftly return to their places, yin and yang harmonize, and the life fire ignite..."

Mu Xi floated in the dark void, with intermittent music and incantations constantly reaching her ears.

After an unknown amount of time, her consciousness returned, and she was finally able to open her eyes.

A moon-white woven silver gauze curtain hung overhead, and a faint fragrance wafted into my nose. Instinctively, I felt that this was not an unfamiliar environment, and I suddenly opened my eyes.

"You're awake." Princess Yanya, dressed in a light blue and white dress, stood in front of the bed. "Judging by the time, it was about time for you to wake up. This is my camp, so you don't need to worry."

As Princess Yanya spoke, she turned and went to a round table in the inner chamber to bring over a bowl of medicinal soup.

It seems that Princess Yan Ya really did save her, and it wasn't a dream.

Mu Xi tried to move, which aggravated her wound, but having learned from her previous injury, she knew she wouldn't die. She was just short of breath and feeling anxious, but it wasn't a big deal.

However, her chest and heart were completely bandaged, and her clothes had been changed inside and out, so wouldn't that mean...?

Princess Yanya saw through it at a glance but remained calm. She placed the bowl on the low table beside the bed and came over to help her up, saying, "I had already guessed that you were a woman disguised as a man, so there's no need to be surprised."

"You guessed it?" Mu Xi struggled to sit up, and before she could ask how she had guessed it, she suddenly remembered Mu Xun. "Xi Xun... no... I mean Mu Xun, how is the Second Young Master?"

“He was in the next room. His life was saved, but he lost too much blood and won’t wake up for a while.” Princess Yanya said, picking up a bowl from the low table and placing it in front of Muxi. “Don’t worry, drink this medicine first to protect your heart. I didn’t expect you to be seriously injured twice in the same place. It’s a miracle that you survived.”

Mu Xi couldn't help but worry: "He's been in a coma for days? And I've been in a coma for days? When will he wake up?"

After Mu Xi finished asking all her questions in one breath, she was already panting heavily.

Princess Yan Ya took the opportunity to feed him a mouthful of medicine: "You have been unconscious for four days and four nights. As for him... he will probably wake up within seven days, which is soon. Although he is covered in injuries, fortunately none of them are in the most critical places. It's just that he lost too much blood and suffered a sudden attack of internal heat. You are in more danger than him. The fact that you were able to wake up first is probably because of your Xuan Nu constitution and the blessing of 'divine intervention'."

Mu Xi already knew that Princess Yan Ya was born a mystic and was quite proficient in the arts of witchcraft. At this moment, she didn't ask any more questions, but considered whether her body could withstand it. She wanted to see Mu Xun no matter what.

Princess Yanya said, "You should drink the medicine first and heal your injuries. I guarantee he will wake up. By the way, there was another servant of yours who was rescued at the same time that day. He was injured all over his chest and back, and he was also seriously injured, but he was stronger than all of you. He woke up the day before yesterday."

"Who? Are there any survivors? Bao Fan?" Mu Xi couldn't help but recall that day, when many people must have died.

Princess Yan Ya nodded: "That's right, the name 'Bao Fan' means that one meal here is equivalent to ten meals for others. It's really not a bad name."

“Bao Fan is still alive…” Mu Xi’s eyes welled up with tears. She remembered how Bao Fan had risked his life to save her that day. Her emotions surged and aggravated her heart wound. “Uh… cough cough… he’s alive too… that’s great… he… princess, just give him whatever he wants to eat. I will do everything I can to repay him in the future.”

It was only at this point that I remembered Princess Yan Ya had helped me many times, and I had never properly thanked her.

"Your Highness has helped us many times, and this time you saved our lives. Such kindness is beyond words..." Mu Xi, who usually paid little attention to etiquette, felt an urge to kneel and kowtow to you. "I... how can I possibly repay Your Highness..."