Chapter 204 Su Yuyao in Danger

Xuanhe was still soundly asleep in her crib. Hu Lingli was doing her needlework while timing Xuanhe's feeding time. Bai Er, holding the just-awakened Xuanmiao, complained in a low voice with a displeased expression, "Lord Langzhi and Young Master Renshen don't care about Miao'er at all. Miao'er is still a girl, after all. Every time she goes out, she comes back looking dirty. This time... she smells of poop again... Ugh..."

"Alright!" Hu Lingli quickly put away her needlework, shook the little jacket she had just altered, and gently patted Xuanmiao's shoulder, saying softly, "Miao'er is Lord Langzhi's eye and Young Master Renshen's lifesaver. Who would dare not care? It's just that they are all rough men who don't know how to care!"

“I know, I don’t really blame them, it’s just… Miao’er is clearly a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor, she should be a princess or at least a county princess, but look…” Bai’er showed Hu Lingli Miao’er’s dirty clothes, “Miao’er is always covered in dirt…”

"Ah!" Xuanmiao suddenly tensed up, broke free from Bai Er's embrace, and staggered towards Su Yuyao's bed, screaming, "Mom—!"

"Wah—!" The mysterious shout startled Xuanhe, who was in the small wooden bed, so much that she trembled and burst into tears.

Hu Lingli quickly got up to coax Xuanhe, while Bai Er hurriedly picked up Xuanmiao and said with a hint of reproach, "Miao'er! Your mother is sleeping. What if you wake her up by making such a racket?"

"Mom!" Xuanmiao ignored Bai Er and struggled to point at Su Yuyao with her chubby little finger, anxiously calling out, "Mom! Hurry! Hurry!"

Xuanhe didn't settle down in Hu Lingli's arms; instead, she cried even harder! Hu Lingli didn't panic. She gently rocked Xuanhe while touching Xuanhe's little mouth with her finger. After a few times, Xuanhe's crying finally subsided, and she began to stick out her little tongue and shake her little head to reach for Hu Lingli's finger.

Hu Lingli breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Yu Chen needs to nurse! Even if Miao'er doesn't cry, we still have to wake Miss up!"

Bai Er, holding Miao'er, sat down on Su Yuyao's bedside and whispered in Xuan Miao's ear, "Miao'er, be good. Wait until Yu Chen finishes her milk before letting your mother hold you, okay?"

But Xuanmiao wouldn't listen. She twisted her body and whined as she broke free from Bai'er's embrace, throwing herself onto Su Yuyao and shouting, "Mommy! Mommy!"

"Oh dear! Miao'er! Why are you disobedient..." Bai Er was about to reach out to stop Xuan Miao when she suddenly noticed that Su Yuyao's face was dark red and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

Xuanmiao crawled towards Su Yuyao's face, pressing his cheek against her forehead, and cried out anxiously, "Mom! Fire!"

"Miss...?" Bai Er gently patted Su Yuyao's shoulder, but Su Yuyao didn't react at all. She then touched Su Yuyao's cheek, which was burning hot!

"Ah! Aunt Hu! Something's wrong! Miss has a fever!"

"What?! She has a fever?!" Hu Lingli quickly put Xuanhe back into the small wooden bed and whispered, "Don't panic, let me take a look first."

With red eyes, Bai Er stood up and stepped aside.

Hu Lingli carefully examined Su Yuyao's face, frowned slightly, then lifted Su Yuyao's blanket, unfolded her front, and was startled!

Su Yuyao's chest was no longer the soft, pinkish-white color it used to be. Instead, it resembled two small, hardened peaks, rugged and craggy, with bluish-purple and dark red hues. Even the surrounding skin had a faint red glow.

"Ah!" Bai Er was so shocked by the scene before him that his heart trembled. "What... what's going on?"

Hu Lingli frowned, gently touched Su Yuyao's chest, sighed and said, "It's mastitis! Miss's milk is plentiful and of good quality, but Yuchen eats little and sleeps a lot, so the milk has accumulated, which is why she has a fever!"

"What should we do then?" Bai Er asked, holding back her tears.

Hu Lingli thought for a moment and said, "Let Yuchen drink a few mouthfuls of milk first, to express some of the milk that has accumulated, and then..."

Xuanmiao cradled Su Yuyao's head, looking anxiously at Hu Lingli and Bai Er. When he heard that some milk was to be sucked out, he immediately perked up, pouncing on Su Yuyao's chest like a little tiger. Holding her hard breasts, he frowned and began to suckle forcefully with a serious expression.

"Oh my! Miao'er is so sensible!" Hu Lingli forced a smile and touched Xuanmiao's chubby little face. She turned to Bai Er and said, "Go and tell Lord Langzhi that Miss has a fever from mastitis and needs to rest. Tell them not to worry."

"yes!"

"Prepare plenty of hot water, handkerchiefs, and mats. Also, find the medicinal herbs that Lord Langzhi brought and prepare them for later use. Go!"

"Yes!" Bai Er wiped away her tears and hurriedly ran out.

Xuanhe, nestled in the small wooden crib, seemed to smell the milk and stretched out its little hands, crying anxiously. Hu Lingli didn't dare delay and quickly lifted Xuanhe to Su Yuyao's chest. Before Xuanhe's little mouth could even touch the milk, Xuanmiao let out another scream, "Ah! Damn it! Get out!"

Xuanhe was so shocked by the mysterious voice that she trembled all over and burst into tears again.

Hu Lingli was startled by Xuanmiao's shout and had no choice but to pick Xuanhe up again, coaxing him while helplessly persuading Xuanmiao, "Miao'er! Your mother's milk is really blocked right now, so let your little brother have a couple of sips and help your mother, won't you?"

"Ugh—!" Xuanmiao raised her head and let out a long burp. Her face was flushed, her eyes were glazed, and she mumbled unsteadily, "No... ouch!"

Suddenly, a dark red liquid mixed with oily yellow gushed from Xuanmiao's mouth and sprayed onto Su Yuyao's chest! A strong, fishy stench immediately filled the air!

"Miao'er!" The usually composed Hu Lingli finally lost her composure. Ignoring the wailing Xuanhe in her arms, she rushed to hug Xuanmiao. "Miao'er! Tell Grandma Hu, what's wrong?!"

Xuanmiao, however, held onto Su Yuyao's chest tightly, shaking his head as he vomited repeatedly. First came a glistening, blood-red viscous fluid, then a dark, bluish-purple liquid, and finally a clump of white pus...

Hu Lingli stared in horror at the filth Xuanmiao had vomited, and quickly checked Su Yuyao's chest. The side Xuanmiao had ate, though still red and swollen, had softened, while the other side was oozing a pus-like milky fluid!

After vomiting for a while, Xuanmiao seemed to regain some energy. She shakily climbed onto Su Yuyao, straddled Su Yuyao's lower abdomen, and leaned down to suckle the other side forcefully...

Hu Lingli did not stop her, because she saw that the camellia birthmark on Xuanmiao's left index finger was emitting a faint golden light!

She had no idea what the shimmering camellia birthmark represented, nor why Su Yuyao's breast milk smelled so foul, nor did she know that a tremendous change was taking place inside Su Yuyao's body! All she knew was that unblocking the lactation was the only way to save Su Yuyao, and the only person who could help Su Yuyao unblock the lactation was Xuanmiao!

...

Su Yuyao was exhausted. The throbbing pain throughout her body felt like layers of silk tightly enveloping her. She was too bloated to move, too painful to resist, and this endless, suffocating agony made her lose all hope. Slowly, she lost her patience. Perhaps, giving up everything now was the easiest thing to do…

"Mom!" A childish voice echoed through the valley.

Miao'er! My Miao'er! I still have Miao'er! Su Yuyao's dormant heart was forced to awaken again; I still have to persevere for Miao'er...

"Wah—!" A baby's cry surprised Su Yuyao.

Oh! My Xuanhe! I still have Xuanhe! Xuanhe is still so small, it can't live without me...

Su Yuyao didn't even have the Qi to open her eyes, so she could only try to sense her body. She then discovered that her body had already swelled to its limit and was still being forced to expand!

what do I do?

Su Yuyao slightly circulated her Qi, ah! It hurts! As soon as her Qi field moved, Su Yuyao's body felt as if it were being pierced by ten thousand swords!

Where did all this Qi energy come from?! Why did it come to me? But my body simply can't handle such a heavy Qi field! What should I do?! Should I discard it? That would be such a waste! Besides, I can't even circulate my Qi right now, so even if I were to discard it, how could I possibly do so?

Amidst the throbbing pain, Su Yuyao tried her best to calm herself and introspect...

She painstakingly examined the Qi field within her body, trying to find a clue, but she couldn't find a starting point! Su Yuyao gave a helpless bitter smile. She should have learned how to dismantle spider silk balls properly; this was much harder than that! Hmm? This is…

The body, which was swollen with Qi, suddenly loosened slightly! A very subtle wisp of Qi was slowly being drawn out of Su Yuyao's body! And the Qi that was being drawn out was mixed with those strangely colored Qi fields!

Yes! Let's eliminate these abnormal energy fields first!

Su Yuyao carefully sensed the subtle withdrawal, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes urgent, sometimes gentle. The rock-hard Qi field finally began to loosen little by little! Seizing the opportunity, Su Yuyao slowly circulated her Qi in accordance with the frequency and speed of the withdrawal, filtering and replacing it bit by bit, gradually expelling the strangely colored Qi field from her body…

Suddenly! A tremendous force struck Su Yuyao's lower abdomen. The immense impact shattered Su Yuyao's most vulnerable defenses, and the scalding Qi field, which had been suppressed for so long, began to churn violently again, colliding wildly. After a period of intense, agonizing pain, a hot and eerie Qi field, carrying steam, gushed out from beneath Su Yuyao...

...

Xuanmiao rode on Su Yuyao, eating and vomiting repeatedly, finally clearing all the blockages in Su Yuyao's chest!

Hu Lingli gathered her Qi in her palms and deftly massaged Su Yuyao's chest to empty the remaining milk; Bai Er kept wiping Su Yuyao's body with a warm handkerchief to dissipate heat and sweat; Xuanmiao sat cross-legged on the bed rail, looking at the still unconscious Su Yuyao with a worried expression.

“Mother…” Xuanmiao swayed, her eyes glazed, and mumbled softly, “Don’t… go…”

Thump! A muffled sound!

Bai Er and Hu Lingli quickly looked in the direction of the sound and saw Xuan Miao slumped against the bed railing, his eyes unfocused, his face pale, and his lips bluish-purple!

"Miao'er!" Bai Er's terrified scream struck Lang Zhi, who was waiting at the door!

Lang Zhi's heart was shattered. He could no longer suppress his anxiety and, disregarding everything else, pushed open Su Yuyao's door and rushed in, only to find Bai Er pale and tearful.

In Bai Er's arms lay the dying Xuanmiao!

"Lang... Da... save Miao'er..." Bai Er was crying so hard she couldn't speak.

Langzhi hugged Miao'er tightly, looking at her precious child whom she had raised with her own hands, now turned into this state, her heart felt as if it had been ripped apart by a knife, the pain layer upon layer.

He didn't have time to ask what had happened. He quickly carried Xuanmiao to the side couch, untied her blood-stained clothes, and found that there were already bluish-purple bruises on Xuanmiao's plump body!

Langzhi didn't erupt in anger as usual. Instead, her bloodshot eyes widened as she gently placed her palm on Xuanmiao's chest, slowly releasing her Qi and cautiously probing into Xuanmiao's body. While examining Xuanmiao's condition, she asked with suppressed emotion, "How did it get like this?! Wasn't it supposed to be for lactation?!"

"It's... lactation... I don't know why..." Bai Er was so frightened by the mystery before her that she replied while crying and trembling.

"Lord Langzhi!" Hu Lingli quickly cleaned up the mess on Su Yuyao's chest and handed it to Langzhi, saying with tears in her eyes, "This is the residual milk that this old servant helped Miss expel. You see... this old servant thought it was stagnant milk, but neither the color nor the smell resembles milk! Just now... Miao'er ate this..."

Langzhi's eyes flickered slightly as she glanced at it, and she was shocked again! This was no breast milk; it was clearly deadly poison!

Suddenly, a dark red light flashed by. Langzhi looked closely and saw that it was the camellia birthmark on Xuanmiao's left index finger that was glowing with a blood-red light!

Lang Zhi frowned, held his breath, and rapidly decomposed the Qi in his palm, transforming it into extremely fine spider silk, which slowly pierced into the mysterious skin.

Renshin, who was lying in wait by the door, sensed Langzhi's actions and was greatly alarmed. He couldn't help but shout, "Lady Langzhi! Miao'er is too young! You will hurt her if you do this!"

Langzhi looked at Xuanmiao lying on the side of the couch, only exhaling and not inhaling, and her shattered heart crumbled into dust again!

Little one, if anything happens to you, how will we live?

"Lord Langzhi! Miao'er is too young, I'm afraid she can't withstand the Qi circulating throughout her body!" Renshen cried out through the crack in the door, "Let me try! I can fight poison with poison..."

Before he could finish speaking, a white light shot out from the crack in the door. Before Ren Shen could react, the white light darted into Ren Shen's mouth and turned into a ball of spider silk with a bang!

"Ugh!" Ren Shen hurriedly resisted with his tongue, but unexpectedly the spider silk ball suddenly swelled up and filled Ren Shen's mouth.

Ugh! Ren Shen is still trying to figure out a way to get rid of the spider silk ball!

Langzhi's eyes twitched slightly, and suddenly eight beams of white light shot out from the spider silk ball in Renshen's mouth, like eight tentacles, and wrapped around Renshen's head!

Ugh! Ren Shen still wanted to resist, but the penetrating wound in his chest began to throb again! He clutched his chest and slumped down weakly. He was truly... being driven to his death by these father and daughter...

Lang Zhi dared not be careless. He moved as quietly as possible, using the finest spider silk to penetrate the mysterious internal organs...

The poisoning is too severe! All five internal organs have failed, and the six viscera have lost their function! If we follow the Renshen method of fighting poison with poison, we probably won't have enough time to wait! The only option is to forcibly remove the poison…

The delicate spider silk gently seeped in, lightly picking at the impurities clinging to the organs. One strand of silk, two strands… Lang Zhi dared not act rashly, and could only use a small clump of silk to slowly peel away the filth from the heart…

"Hmm..." Xuanmiao hummed softly.

Langzhi's shattered heart clenched suddenly. "Little one, did Grandpa hurt you? Bear with it, once you're better, we...we'll go hunting again..."

Langzhi's vision was blurry, yet he dared not move rashly, fearing that any movement might hurt Xuanmiao again. He moved as gently as possible, as quickly as possible, and as meticulously as possible, not missing a single drop of the poison...

"Hmm...hmm..." After an unknown amount of time, Xuanmiao's scattered gaze began to refocus. In her hazy state, she felt discomfort in her stomach, but she didn't have the strength to cry. She could only instinctively groan a few times, but it couldn't relieve the excruciating pain.

The faint sound emanating from Xuanmiao finally brought Langzhi a sigh of relief! He's alive! There's hope!

"Little one..." Langzhi said in an extremely gentle voice, "Does your tummy hurt? Grandpa will rub your tummy for you, and it will stop hurting after you poop..."

"Hmm..." Xuanmiao finally saw Langzhi in front of him, whose face was covered with tears but who remained resolute.

"Grandpa..." Xuanmiao mumbled weakly, "Don't...cry..."

“Eh…” Langzhi’s tears welled up again!

As Bai Er watched Xuan Miao slowly regain consciousness, the weight on his chest finally lifted. His body felt as if all his energy had been released, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, muttering, "Thank God! Miao'er is back!"

Hu Lingli breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked to Su Yuyao's bedside. She gently wiped the sweat from Su Yuyao's forehead with a handkerchief, feeling slightly puzzled. The fever had subsided, so why wasn't she awake? Hmm? What's that smell? Where's that bloody smell coming from?

Hu Lingli was startled and quickly lifted the blanket to check. A strong smell of blood hit her!

"Hemorrhage!" Hu Lingli screamed, making everyone's nerves, which had just relaxed, tense up again. "Miss is hemorrhaging!"

"What?!" Lang Zhi turned around abruptly and saw that there were already brownish-black bloodstains on Su Yuyao's bedside!

"Daughter!" Lang Zhi took two steps to Su Yuyao's bedside. Looking at Su Yuyao, whose body was half-submerged in dark blood, he immediately lost the strength to be heartbroken.

Hu Lingli couldn't care less about anything else. She spread her palms and used her Qi to protect Su Yuyao's lower abdomen. The blood flow slowed down slightly, but it didn't stop.

"Lord Langzhi! What should we do?!" Hu Lingli cried out anxiously, "Miss's hemorrhage can't be stopped!"

Lang Zhi reached out and pinched Su Yuyao's pulse, his expression instantly changing drastically! He wiped his face hard and raised his voice, "Bai Er! Go and brew the Chinese medicine I brought. Each packet is a dose; it's... life-saving medicine that Fei Hua prepared for me!"

Bai Er, seeing the blood flowing down beside the bed, had already forgotten her fear and instinctively replied, "Ah? Yes! I've prepared everything, I'll go brew it right away!"

After saying that, she shakily got up, pinched her thigh hard, and stumbled towards the door.

“Aunt Hu,” Lang Zhi glanced at the door that Bai Er had closed tightly and said in a low voice, “My daughter’s postpartum hemorrhage is unusual. It’s not over until it’s completely drained, so it can’t be stopped, nor should it be! The only way is to protect her body and keep her alive, otherwise… understand?!”

Hu Lingli stared wide-eyed at Lang Zhi in disbelief. "Otherwise...? This old servant... understands!"

Lang Zhi nodded solemnly. He looked at Su Yuyao, whose face was growing paler. "My poor daughter, how could she have absorbed such a heavy and complex Qi field... Could it be... because of the passage?" He sighed. "No matter where it came from, daughter, you must hold on! Now you can only rely on yourself!"

Guangyu Hanyao is in complete chaos!

Everyone had heard about Su Yuyao's mastitis and fever. Although the prevailing message was, "The commander needs to rest, there's no need to worry!" Lang Zhi's sudden seriousness and the order to increase security made everyone realize that this was no ordinary mastitis...