Chapter 58 Hidden Illness Erupts

Even though Zhou Xianzong was going crazy inside, he still had to remain calm on the surface.

After all, he wasn't Luo Le'er's father, but rather her lapdog.

"Le'er, you don't need to feel guilty towards me. Your happiness is my happiness. As long as you're willing, I can wait for you to change your mind."

Zhou Xianzong said things that even he himself felt like vomiting.

“Xianzong, thank you.”

Luo Le'er didn't know how much of what he said was true or false, but she was still very touched.

"It's getting late. Let me take you home. If someone sees you here so late at night, it won't be good for your reputation. I don't want you to get hurt in the slightest."

Zhou Xianzong appeared to be doing this for Luo Le'er's own good.

What he actually meant was, "Get out of here."

Don't get in my way.

If you delay tonight's plot, I'll get mad at you.

"I feel like I find you strangely pleasing to the eye."

Luo Le'er gave a compliment.

Just that one sentence gave Zhou Xianzong goosebumps all over.

Eldest sister.

Do you think I don't know I'm handsome?

Even if I'm handsome, I'm not the kind of guy you can have.

Hurry up.

Stop wasting your time with me and get out of here.

It's not like I care if you find me pleasing to the eye.

Damn it, if it weren't for the plot, who would lick a cold, aloof woman like you?

Go watch whoever you want.

Zhou Xianzong pursed his lips, squeezed his entire body into the doorway, blocking Luo Le'er outside. He seemed concerned, but in reality, he was giving her a dismissal.

"Le'er, it'll get a bit chilly as it gets late. I'm worried you'll catch a cold, and it'll break my heart. I'd better take you home quickly."

Oh my god.

You should leave quickly.

I don't want to lick you anymore.

Zhou Xianzong was utterly devastated.

“Isn’t your elegant garden quite warm? Besides, what’s wrong with us talking all night?”

Luo Le'er wanted to tease Zhou Xianzong and vent her anger.

But her body trembled violently, even her red lips quivered, and she hugged herself tightly.

"Chang, Xianzong... I'm so cold, so cold, so cold!"

Oh shit.

They really put on an act with me.

Elder sister, although your cultivation level is not as high as mine.

But you are at least a master of the Opening Meridian Realm.

How could I be as frail as a common scholar? Do you really think I have no experience?

Putting aside the fact that cultivators themselves can keep warm, even on this sweltering day, they shouldn't feel cold.

It's neither snowing nor frosting yet.

You and I acted quite similarly.

Zhou Xianzong didn't take it to heart at all, and just said something with a bit of speechlessness.

"Le'er, let's stop arguing and go back. I'm really afraid that someone might see us through the walls and ruin your reputation."

"Xianzong, I, I am so cold, so cold, I feel like my blood has frozen."

As Luo Le'er spoke, her teeth chattered, and a layer of frost appeared on her delicate and beautiful face.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Xianzong paused for a moment.

He instinctively pulled Luo Le'er towards him.

This time, Luo Le'er also unusually did not dodge.

Before their hands even touched, Zhou Xianzong felt a chill assail him, startling him so much that he quickly used his spiritual energy to protect himself.

The next moment, she touched a smooth surface. Luo Le'er's hand was very tender, with smooth skin, just like jelly, firm and elastic, soft and boneless.

At that moment, an astonishing chill surged forth, condensing into a layer of frost on Zhou Xianzong's arm.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Xianzong's eyes narrowed sharply, his face filled with shock.

Although this was the first time he had seen these symptoms in person, they were not unfamiliar to him.

Because he had seen this scene before when he watched the show.

This is a flare-up of a cold ailment!

Grass!

Zhou Xianzong cursed inwardly.

How unlucky I am!

Damn it, wasn't it supposed to be a cold that broke out at midnight?

It had only just gotten dark, why did it happen so early?

What's worse, Xiao Potian isn't here either. I'm not an alchemist, so who can save her?

It's over.

Could Luo Le'er really be dead?

Zhou Xianzong clenched his fists, his mind in turmoil.

He didn't know why he had this feeling, that one day he would worry about Luo Le'er's life or death.

This one doesn't suit me anymore.

Yes, I'm afraid that if she dies, the plot will fall apart, and we'll have to start all over again.

Damn it, I don't want to be a simp again.

But what should I do now? I don't know how to save people.

Zhou Xianzong took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Le'er, let me carry you back to the secret room first. It will be a little warmer there. Don't be afraid. You'll definitely get through this. Don't be afraid. I'll be with you through it."

Zhou Xianzong offered words of comfort with great anxiety.

Luo Le'er kept her beautiful eyes tightly closed, shivering from the cold, her pretty face deathly pale, unable to even utter a word.

A layer of frost mist appeared on her delicate body.

If this continues, it probably won't be long before she turns into a block of ice.

Zhou Xianzong scooped her up in a princess carry and strode towards his secret chamber.

Whether it was because Zhou Xianzong's body temperature was high enough, or because she had someone to lean on, Luo Le'er subconsciously snuggled closer to him.

They curled up tightly, just like a little kitten.

While Zhou Xianzong was speechless, he also felt sorry for her. Why did she come here in the first place? Now she's suffering.

Why didn't you just listen to me earlier?

The secret chamber was where he usually practiced his spiritual cultivation; it was not only quiet but also quite warm.

But the moment Luo Le'er entered, the indoor heating was instantly shut off.

The entire secret room is like an igloo.

Damn it?

That's intense?

Zhou Xianzong was dumbfounded.

After putting Luo Le'er down, he paced back and forth, his brows furrowed.

what to do.

I remember this outbreak of cold disease was the most severe in history. If no one had come to her rescue, Luo Le'er, with her cultivation level, would not have survived it at all.

However, it is clearly stated in the plot that apart from the old man with the ring attached to Xiao Potian, not only Tianwu City, but even the Zhou Dynasty could not find anyone who could cure her.

But... I have no idea where Xiao Potian is now.

Even if I knew, the key was how I got him here.

Should I just tell him that Luo Le'er's hidden illness has flared up and that I need him to come?

Isn't that stupid?

"It's so cold, I'm so cold..."

Luo Le'er lay on the bed, hugging herself tightly, talking unconsciously.

Her voice sounded increasingly weak.

Click!

Zhou Xianzong clenched his fists.

At worst, I'll just go all out; it's going to collapse either way.

If I capture Xiao Potian, there might still be a glimmer of hope.

As the female lead, Luo Le'er definitely cannot die.

"Where are Zhou Yan and Zhou Miao?"

Zhou Xianzong took out a token from his pocket, activated it with spiritual energy, and shouted.

Zhou Yan and Zhou Miao were the two Imperial Guards who had been secretly protecting him.

They were also elite warriors trained by the Zhou Dynasty and were given the surname "Zhou"!

This was the first time he had used the power of the Zhou Dynasty, and he never expected it would be for Luo Le'er.

The moment his voice fell, two beams of light suddenly burst forth in the sky above Tianwu City.

Like stars shining brightly, they streak across the sky.

"Your subordinate is here!"

Two voices rang out almost simultaneously, transmitted through spiritual energy, echoing in Zhou Xianzong's ears.

"You two, hurry..."

Just as Zhou Xianzong was about to give the order, he suddenly heard Luo Le'er calling out to him.

"Chang, Xianzong, I'm so cold..."

"Le'er, don't be afraid, I'll be able to save you soon."

Zhou Xianzong walked to her side and whispered in her ear.

"Hold me, hold me, I'm cold."

Luo Le'er murmured softly.

(End of this chapter)