Chapter 92 Chapter 91 A Yan just cares too much about me...
When Gu Shiyan woke up, he didn't know where he was lying. He slowly opened his eyes. The sunlight in the room was a little dazzling. It seemed like he hadn't seen the sunlight for a long time. Gu Shiyan was still a little uncomfortable.
He half-closed his eyes and could only vaguely see that there seemed to be many people surrounding his bed.
One of them was pulling his palm. The palm was broad and had some calluses on it. A familiar feeling came over him, and Gu Shiyan knew that it was Mu Congmo's palm.
"Mu...Mu Congmo." Gu Shiyan's voice was a little hoarse.
At first, Mu Congmo was a little unconvinced when he felt the movement coming from his palm, but when he heard the familiar voice and saw Gu Shiyan's eyes slowly open, he truly felt that Gu Shiyan had really woken up.
He just called out lightly, "Ayan."
Without a word, he showed considerate gestures. He first helped Gu Shiyan up, then took a cup of tea from his hand and passed it to Gu Shiyan's lips.
Gu Shiyan followed his movements and slowly put the tea in the cup into his mouth. His dry lips gradually regained their pinkness under the nourishment of the warm tea. The temperature of the tea was just right.
Mu Congmo sighed in his heart. If there was no one else in the room, he would never have used such a method to feed Gu Shiyan water.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he stared at Gu Shiyan's bright red lips, swallowed his saliva, and then asked in a deep voice: "A Yan, another drink?"
Gu Shiyan hadn't fully opened his eyes at this moment, and just nodded obediently following his words.
Mu Congmo continued to repeat the same actions, carefully and patiently.
Seeing that Gu Shiyan finally drank the glass of water, an inappropriate joke was heard in the room. The old voice laughed and said, "You two young people, stop flirting."
Gu Shiyan suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Mu Congmo fiercely, as if questioning why he didn't remind him.
A closer look revealed a hint of crimson on Gu Shiyan's neck, but it quickly vanished. He looked at the remaining people in the room and said with a smile, "I'm not dying, so why are even Master and Senior Medical Master here?"
Although he said this, he still felt a little angry in his heart. He saw that Mu Congmo looked haggard and pale. His originally sharp face even had a lot of dark beard growing on it.
Gu Shiyan touched Mu Congmo's hand with some heartache, thinking that the other party must have been guarding him closely these days.
The latter took the opportunity to hold his hand with some force. Gu Shiyan could feel Mu Congmo's uneasiness, so he held his hand tightly in a comforting manner. No one could see their little movements through the quilt.
Hearing what the other party said, Mu Congmo couldn't help but frown. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by someone else.
"Oh, our Yue Zun is really amazing. You went down the mountain and destroyed all your veins. If Xiao Mu hadn't arrived in time that day, I wonder how you would have ended up. Don't you even want to keep this cultivation?"
The owner of the voice was none other than the head of Yunliang Qianchi, Gu Shiyan's master - Ji Ruoxi.
Gu Shiyan's expression remained calm, and he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. Instead, when he heard Ji Ruoxi addressing Mu Congmo, he lowered his eyes. How come the relationship between these two had become so close just because he had slept for a while?
Ji Ruoxi was also somewhat helpless about this matter. Who knew that when he arrived, he saw his little disciple being held in Mu Congmo's arms, the two of them just like that in the desert.
Only three corpses remained on the ground. Judging from the appearance of the corpses, they must have suffered a lot of torture in their lives. The corpses were covered with sword marks, and they were the sword marks of great swords. The sword marks seemed to carry some dragon energy. Even though the victims were dead, the wounds still emitted a golden light.
Then, he saw the golden sword placed next to Mu Congmo, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
The dragon patterns on the sword body, the sun, moon, stars, famous mountains and rivers, rivers and lakes complement each other. It is the legendary sword of the emperor. No one knows its name. It is only known that the descendants of the Mu royal family can rely on their own luck and bloodline to unleash the power of this sword, and can even kill the strong men in the free and easy realm with the sword. Aren’t the three corpses lying on the ground the best example?
Mu Congmo was surrounded by a number of figures dressed in black, swords strapped to their waists, and a murderous aura emanating from them. When they saw three figures suddenly falling from the sky, they all looked alert.
It was Mo Yu, who was in the lead, who saw Hong Ting's figure. He then took a few steps forward and asked the Shadow Dragon Guards around him to retreat.
He first bowed to the two old men in the lead. One of the old men was wearing a light-colored robe, while the other was wearing a dark robe.
Then his eyes were apologetic, and he spoke slowly: "Your Majesty, His Majesty doesn't want anyone to get close to Yue Zun."
He felt a little guilty about saying this. Hadn't his master traveled thousands of miles from Jizhou to the northwest just to check on his disciple's injuries? Why was he being stopped and not allowed to approach?
This cannot be blamed on Mo Yu. This was the situation he saw when he arrived. His Majesty's eyes were bloodshot and he couldn't even get close to him.
After saying that, he looked at Ji Ruoxi's expression carefully, and at the same time silently prayed for Mu Congmo in his heart.
Your Majesty, please recover soon. This person is Yue Zun’s master.
Fortunately, Ji Ruoxi did not show any anger on his face. Even though he was far away in Jizhou, he had heard of the emperor's ruthless methods. Now, seeing him carefully holding Gu Shiyan in his arms, he couldn't help but feel touched.
But he was worried about Gu Shiyan's injury, so he ignored Mo Yu's advice and brought the old man beside him to Mu Congmo.
As powerful people in the Free and Easy Realm, they can still withstand the pressure from Mu Congmo.
Mu Congmo seemed to have noticed their arrival. He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with scarlet bloodshot, and the murderous intent in them was not concealed at all.
His face was full of displeasure at being disturbed. He looked at the person in front of him with an interrogative look, and his other hand was about to touch the sword beside him.
There was a scarlet wound on the palm of his hand, still dripping with bright red blood. It was left by Mu Congmo when he used his own blood to activate the Emperor's Sword.
It looked like if the two of them couldn't come up with a reasonable reason, their fate would probably be the same as the three bodies lying on the ground.
Even though they were venerables in the Free and Easy Realm, they were still somewhat horrified when they saw the emperor's appearance.
Ji Ruoxi smiled awkwardly, pointed at Gu Shiyan in his arms, and said, "He is my apprentice, he should at least let us see his injuries, right?"
Mu Congmo didn't say anything, just looked at them. The hand holding the sword also stopped its movements, as if tacitly agreeing to let the two of them approach Gu Shiyan.
The two men looked at each other, and the old man in the black robe took a few steps forward. He half-knelt down, and when his hand touched Gu Shiyan's wrist, he only felt a strong murderous intent.
He could feel how intense the emperor's gaze was on him, so he could only devote himself to taking Gu Shiyan's pulse to avoid being disturbed by some petty-minded person.
After taking the pulse, he slowly stood up, brushed off the dust on his clothes, and looked at Ji Ruoxi.
Mu Congmo also raised his head, his body seemed to be trembling, and his voice was low and hoarse, "When will A Yan wake up?"
The black-robed old man didn't hesitate at all and said in a deep voice, "He used a secret technique when his internal energy was unable to be used, which caused his blood and essence to be depleted. In addition, the original internal energy unique to the Free and Easy Realm doesn't seem to be in his body. I'm afraid he will need to recuperate for a while before he wakes up."
Mu Congmo looked down at the person in his arms, his eyes full of guilt and heartache. If he had followed him that day, if he had arrived earlier, would A Yan not have been injured?
Then he seemed to have thought of something, and Ru Zun's words before his death suddenly surfaced in his mind. He said in a deep voice: "His original internal force is in my body. Is there any way to return this internal force to him?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the two looked at each other. They could see the shock in each other's eyes. One was that Gu Shiyan really gave this internal force to the emperor, and the other was that the other party was also willing to return this internal force.
Ji Ruoxi said slowly: "Only he can take back this internal energy. Since he gave it to Your Majesty, then let it remain in Your Majesty's body."
"When will he wake up?"
"I've just checked him out, and he's fine. He's unconscious simply because he forced himself to use forbidden techniques, which led to a lack of blood and essence. He has a strong foundation, so he should be able to wake up in a few days."
But then he regretted it. Gu Shiyan slept for ten days, and Mu Congmo stayed by Gu Shiyan's bed. Except for taking his pulse daily, he didn't let anyone get close.
Of course, even when taking the pulse on a daily basis, Mu Congmo would personally watch from the side, and his eyes would always be filled with murderous intent.
He even wiped Gu Shiyan's body with hot water every day, and even Ji Ruoxi was moved by that.
No one knew what the two talked about, but Ji Ruoxi changed the way he addressed Mu Congmo from "Your Majesty" to "Little Mu".
If you ask him what he thinks, Ji Ruoxi will only sigh and say, "My apprentice is so charming."
However, Mu Congmo's condition has been a little abnormal these days. He has been staying by Gu Shiyan's side day and night, and only eats once every few days.
Only when Ji Ruoxi gave him some advice would he lie down beside Gu Shiyan and take a nap.
Fortunately, Gu Shiyan finally woke up, otherwise Ji Ruoxi would really be worried about the fate of Daliang.
His unpromising disciple laughed when he heard what he said, "I know my own body well. Isn't it okay?"
Ji Ruoxi rolled her eyes at him and cursed, "What about the poison in your body? Don't you want to get rid of it?"
After saying this, Mu Congmo turned to look at Gu Shiyan. He didn't say anything, but just held the other's slender hand, his eyes seemed to ask whether what Ji Ruoxi said was true.
At this point, Gu Shiyan half leaned forward and smiled nonchalantly, "If you don't know the answer, then forget it. This poison is quite good. If I didn't have this poison in my body, it wouldn't just be a matter of not being able to use my internal energy that day."
Mu Congmo tightened his grip a bit, and Gu Shiyan could feel the other party's nervousness.
He said soothingly, "This poison has been in my body for twenty years. It doesn't have any effect on me on a normal day."
After saying that, he glanced at Ji Ruoxi, as if asking him not to continue talking about this matter.
Given Mu Congmo's temperament, knowing he had poison in his body, he would have gone to great lengths to find a cure. However, the poison was so strange, it didn't even seem like something from this world. Even Wu Yongchun, a renowned doctor, could only alleviate the symptoms with a medicinal bath.
What else could Mu Congmo do? He didn't want the other party to waste his efforts.
Seeing that Gu Shiyan seemed reluctant to talk about it anymore, Mu Congmo tactfully didn't ask any more questions, but a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
After everyone left, Gu Shiyan moved inwards, making room for him, and ordered Mu Congmo, "Come up."
The latter seemed a little hesitant, as if he was afraid of something, but in the end he took off his outer robe and obediently climbed onto the bed.
Gu Shiyan rubbed Mu Congmo's body a little bored. Through the thin coat, Mu Congmo's muscle lines were particularly attractive.
Mu Congmo seemed to be somewhat resistant, and also seemed to be a little guilty.
He wanted to stop Gu Shiyan's actions, but he didn't dare to, so he just let Gu Shiyan swing back and forth on his body.
Soon, Gu Shiyan felt a different touch. The shape of that thing seemed to be a scar, and it was right on Mu Congmo's heart.
Gu Shiyan sat up and looked at Mu Congmo, who seemed a little guilty, with a hint of murderous intent in his tone, "How did you get hurt?"
Mu Congmo turned his head away, not daring to look into Shi Yan's eyes. He looked extremely guilty.
Facing Gu Shiyan's questioning, he still told the whole story.
It was that medical master who said that if he wanted Gu Shiyan to recover faster, he would need to use his heart blood.
Mu Congmo didn't hesitate at all and cut a wound on his heart with a dagger. Bright red blood soon seeped out.
There was some surprise in the eyes of the old man in black clothes. He didn't say anything, but just found something to catch Mu Congmo's blood and took care of his wound.
Gu Shiyan noticed that Mu Congmo hid his other hand behind his back with a guilty look on his face. He quickly pulled out that hand, which had a hideous wound on it.
He said in a deep voice: "How did you get hurt?"
Mu Congmo was like a child who had done something wrong. He whispered, "Using the sword left by our ancestors requires the blood of the Mu family."
Gu Shiyan didn't say anything, but just stood up and drew out the Broken Rainbow.
The next second, his figure disappeared from the house.
Mu Congmo didn't dare to delay and quickly chased after him. When he arrived, Gu Shiyan was holding the sharp Broken Rainbow against Wu Yongchun's neck, and the sharp sword left a bloody mark on the fragile skin.
Gu Shiyan was filled with murderous intent, his voice as cold as the snow-capped mountains on the plateau: "Why did you lie to him? What did you do with his heart's blood?"
Wu Yongchun showed no sign of concern. He straightened his robes and said, "I didn't lie to him. This heart blood was indeed used on you. Otherwise, how could your blood and essence recover so quickly? You can use your internal energy now."
The sword that was against his neck was pulled away, and the owner of the sword snorted lightly and turned away.
A joking voice came from behind, "Your little disciple is really protective of his shortcomings."
Mu Congmo, who was following behind him, said apologetically, "Senior, A Yan just cares too much about me, please don't be angry."
Whether the tone was one of apology or showing off, how could the two of them not tell? They all rolled their eyes at him.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Congmo's expression darkened, and his voice was a little cold, "What's the matter with the poison in A Yan's body? What kind of medicinal herbs do we need?"
The two exchanged glances, and Wu Yongchun sighed deeply before speaking, "This poison has been in him since he was born. Normally, it wouldn't have any effect on his body, and it could even protect him from other toxins entering his body. However, he returned to Yunliang Qianchi a while ago to suppress the poison in his body."
"This is the first time he's had an attack of the poison in all these years. Apart from feeling a bit hot, there are no other symptoms."
Speaking of this, Wu Yongchun's tone was a little doubtful. This poison didn't even seem like a poison.
Mu Congmo's face was solemn as he asked, "Is there an antidote to this poison?"
Wu Yongchun sighed deeply, a hint of regret in his tone, "Over the years, I've used all kinds of precious medicinal herbs on him, but they can only relieve the toxins in his body."
Speaking of this, Wu Yongchun felt a little guilty. The fact that the poison in Gu Shiyan's body was so stable had little to do with him. For the first time, he doubted the medical skills that he was proud of in Gu Shiyan.
"If you want to cure this poison, I'm afraid the only thing that can work is the Feiyun Immortal Tears, which are recorded in ancient books as being able to cure hundreds of poisons." He said hesitantly, "But whether this medicine is actually recorded in ancient books or even exists in the world is still unknown."
The four words "Feiyun Xianlei" seemed somewhat familiar. Mu Congmo did not dare to slack off and quickly searched for information about this thing in his mind.
Seeing that Mu Congmo seemed to have an idea, the two naturally did not dare to disturb him, and they felt a little bit of anticipation in their hearts.
After a moment, Mu Congmo's voice became a little excited, "This thing is in the palace."
After these words were spoken, the remaining two people's faces were filled with joy, and there was a hint of disbelief in their tone, "Is this thing really in the palace?"
Mu Congmo nodded and explained, "This was found in the Huai Palace three years ago."
Upon hearing this, the two of them showed expressions of sudden enlightenment. Ji Ruoxi even laughed and said, "One of A Yan's reasons for going to the capital was to find this item. The information he received from Fengyu Tower said that this item was in the palace. Now it seems that he just didn't find it at the time."
Mu Congmo quickly thought of the day when Gu Shiyan appeared in Zhuyue Pavilion. That was the first time he saw him after three years. Was he looking for the legendary Feiyun Fairy Tears?
He couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved. Why didn't the other party tell him such a big thing? If he had known it earlier, the poison in A Yan's body could have been cured faster.
Mu Congmo thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Now that A Yan has woken up, let's return to the capital tomorrow and remove the poison from A Yan as soon as possible. The two seniors should come with us."
Ji Ruoxi smiled and said, "I won't go. Just let Wu Lao go with you."
Mu Congmo tried to persuade him a few times, but seeing that the other party was determined, he said nothing more.
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