Chapter 74 Don't be angry, I swear I'll be honest.
The next day at dawn, a voice appeared precisely at the pharmacy.
"Thank you for your hard work, Divine Doctor Sister," Wenrensheng handed Shanyue a bulging package of oiled paper. "These are some red lotuses from Cangzhou City that haven't bloomed yet. They're not very poisonous. I don't know if they'll be of any help to you."
"Thank you, young hero," Shan Yue said, accepting the oil paper with a smile in his eyes. "Did you rest well last night?"
Hearing the voice, he scratched his face and said guiltily, "Um... it's pretty good. The bed is very comfortable, and it's quiet around here."
He lied.
Last night, after being angered by He Mu, he wrapped himself up in the blanket, but this backfired, leaving him unable to move his hands and feet.
He Mu took the opportunity to hug him, blanket and all, and coaxed him with many sweet words, making him dizzy and confused until he finally fell asleep in a daze.
Even so, I still feel very angry when I hear people talking as soon as I wake up in the morning.
He didn't even kiss Mu Zaoan today. He silently got dressed and left the room.
"Young hero, please come inside. There's medicine for typhoid fever in this tea," Shan Yue said with a smile, handing Wen Rensheng a cup of hot tea. "Last night I took a brief look at Brother Xu's condition and made some discoveries."
"Really?"
Hearing the voice, the gloom in his eyes finally dissipated a little, and his face lit up with joy as he quickly took the teacup.
"Thank you, sister. As soon as we have the prescription for the antidote, we'll return to Cangzhou immediately, the sooner the better!"
Shan Yue slowly helped the man to the table. Seeing that he was dressed in thin clothes, she found a white velvet cloak for him to wear.
"Young hero, please don't be anxious," she said gently. "This red lotus poison comes from the East and is called 'Calamity.' The antidote is not difficult to make, but there are a few ingredients in the prescription that are hard to find. I will have to trouble you and Lord Murong to help us find them."
Upon hearing the voice, he nodded hurriedly: "Okay, Divine Doctor Sister, as long as it can cure many people's illnesses, I will find as many as possible."
"Eh," Shan Yue asked in confusion, "Speaking of which, why isn't Lord Murong with you today, young hero?"
Hearing a soft hum, he muttered, "I don't know."
Because he was afraid that Mu would use sweet words to coax him into softening his heart, he quickly got dressed and ran away as soon as he woke up this morning, hardly paying any attention to Mu.
He was still quite angry about hearing voices, so he neither knew nor... was curious about where Mu had gone!
“Never mind him,” Wenren said. “Divine Doctor Sister, besides this prescription, is there anything else you need me to do? Tell me everything, and I’ll go today.”
“There is one more thing…” Shan Yue looked troubled. “This prescription is based on my own medical experience. It uses strong medicines and we don’t know how effective it will be yet. We need to find a demon to test the medicine, and the demon must take that red lotus.”
At this point, Shan Yue tugged at her clothes somewhat embarrassedly and said, "I am a rat demon, so it would be most suitable to test on me. Unfortunately, I have been weak and sickly since childhood, and my heart palpitations have been slow to heal. I'm afraid I won't even be able to finish the first day."
She paused, then said softly, "If I fall ill while testing the medicine, please take the prescription to Cangzhou City and personally deliver it to my benefactor..."
“No need, I’ll try it,” Wenrensheng said with a bright smile. “My spiritual roots are very strong, so I won’t be affected by this kind of thing.”
Upon hearing this, Shan Yue immediately showed a look of horror: "Young hero, you are my benefactor's last disciple, this is absolutely unacceptable!"
"Then I'll do it!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Ye Lan's voice came from outside. He had changed into casual clothes today, and was holding a sword in his hand. He bowed to Shan Yue and Wen Rensheng.
“Young Master is still young and may not be able to withstand it. I am over a hundred years old and am more suitable to test medicines for the divine physician.”
Hearing Ye Lan say that made her even more embarrassed to hear people's voices.
During his stay in Zhongzhou, Ye Lan was given a lot of dirty and tiring work. Now he is being asked to sacrifice his body to test this prescription with unknown medicinal properties. Isn't that too much of a bullying?
Moreover, this is Master's protector. If his health collapses, how can he properly protect Master's safety?
Upon hearing the voice, he immediately refused: "No, I'll do it."
Ye Lan insisted, "Young Master, let me do it! The City Lord said that you have been weak since childhood and are probably not suitable for this task."
“My current cultivation level and realm are not low,” Wenren said unhappily. “Besides, I was weak when I was young only because my spiritual root was incomplete. Now my spiritual root has been restored, so I am not so fragile.”
"Young Master, this is too risky for you."
“I am a sword cultivator, this is not a risk.”
"Can--"
"Okay, stop arguing."
Just as the two were arguing, a voice suddenly interrupted them from outside the door.
Hearing the voice, they looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it was He Mu.
He stepped over the threshold and walked straight to Wenrensheng. He casually placed the bracelet and earrings that Wenrensheng had left behind that morning on the table, then took out a small packet of dried leaves from his pocket and pushed it in front of Wenrensheng.
What is this? It has a sweet taste.
Hearing the voice, he hesitated for a moment, then reached out and opened the packet of dried leaves, only to find it filled with fresh candied plums, something he loved to eat.
It turns out I bought this thing this morning to cheer him up.
He didn't look up at He Mu, but just swished his tail, his ears turning red as he closed the leaves again, without touching a single plum.
Don't think you can get my forgiveness with such small favors!
I hear people's voices and speak them in my heart.
Seeing that he wasn't eating, He Mu didn't ask any further questions. She glanced at Shan Yue and Ye Lan and said, "Let me handle the medicine testing."
Upon hearing this, Wen Rensheng paused, and the wolf tail behind him stopped moving.
A hint of hesitation flashed across Shan Yue's face: "Lord Murong, this medicine is most suitable for testing on demons. You are human, I'm afraid..."
"The difference between demons and humans lies in their spiritual roots," He Mu said slowly, leaning back on the table with his arms crossed. "Demons are born with powerful spiritual roots, which support the functioning of their internal organs. Therefore, they have a strong ability to break down medicines, which is why you need to use stronger medicines, right?"
Shan Yue nodded: "That's right."
“Then there’s no problem,” He Mu said calmly. “I previously experienced a qi deviation, and my internal organs were corrupted by inner demons, losing their ability to function on their own. I have been relying on my spiritual power to support my operation, which is very similar to the constitution of a demon.”
"Going astray in cultivation?" Shan Yue looked surprised. "Then what are you doing now...?"
He waved to Mu Yang and said, "You don't need to worry about that. Anyway, I'm not a monster, and 'Huojin' won't drive me crazy. It's most suitable to test the medicine on me."
Upon hearing this, Shan Yue was at a loss for words. She looked worriedly at Wen Rensheng beside her, about to ask him a question.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing voices, he stood up a step ahead of everyone else. His expression was displeased, and he grabbed He Mu's hand and led her out the door.
As she passed by Ye Lan, she heard voices and winked at him, signaling him to follow. Then she pulled He Mu out of the pharmacy.
The three of them walked to the corner and stopped.
“Night Protector,” Wen Rensheng said, crossing his arms and speaking somewhat stiffly, “ask him for me if what he just said is true.”
Ye Lan asked blankly, "Me...?"
Although Ye Lan had anticipated this situation, he hadn't expected it to be under these circumstances.
The distance between him and these two was even shorter than the distance between them; to exaggerate, he could hear their breathing. Why did they need him to relay the message?
He Mu looked helplessly at Wen Rensheng and said, "Sheng Sheng, are you really not going to talk to me?"
Upon hearing a voice, she immediately pursed her lips, indicating her refusal to communicate, and even gently pushed Ye Lan with her arm.
Ye Lan did not want to go against Wen Rensheng's wishes, so she had no choice but to repeat Wen Rensheng's words to He Mu as instructed.
"Lord Cangyu, the young master asks you, are the things you just said true?"
After listening, He Mu replied, "Then tell him that we've already discussed the matter of qi deviation, haven't we?"
Ye Lanchong bowed to Wen Rensheng and recounted the story verbatim to him.
"Of course that's not what I meant!" Wen Rensheng said urgently. "I meant the drug trial! Why did he suddenly run out and take all the blame? He didn't even discuss it with me!"
He Mu quickly explained, "You're a demon, so there's a risk involved in this kind of poison. I didn't want you to get hurt, so I thought I'd do it..."
Hearing someone's voice, she stomped her foot in anger: "That's why I don't want this!"
Upon hearing this, He Mu's eyes flickered.
At that moment, he finally understood something.
Why do I always feel annoyed and suddenly unhappy when I hear someone's voice? These emotions are not unfounded anger, but because I haven't "understood" their heart.
I was angry last night because I didn't like hearing Wenrensheng's self-condemnation, but he thought it was a confession and kept rambling on and on.
I'm angry today because Wenrensheng doesn't like him making decisions without consulting her, and yet he took on the task of testing the drug for Wenrensheng on his own.
Upon reflection, almost all of my previous anger stemmed from this reason.
Wenrensheng is an introverted child who only shows his full emotions to people he is close to and trusts. However, he has to guess the source of these emotions. If he can't guess, Wenrensheng will start to sulk because he is not good at expressing himself.
He Mu seemed to have suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He didn't care about the rules of passing on messages anymore and stepped forward to grab Wen Rensheng's hand.
“Sheng Sheng, I’m sorry,” he said. “I understand. Next time I will discuss it with you before making a decision.”
Startled by the voice, he hurriedly tried to pull his hand away, shouting at Ye Lan, "Tell him not to touch me! I don't want to talk to him!"
Ye Lan nodded, then turned to He Mu and said, "Young Master said—"
"I know what he's talking about, this is none of your business."
With a wave of his hand, He Mu summoned Se Sha instantly, who landed in front of Ye Lan.
He said menacingly, "If you don't leave, my sword will send you on your way."
"..."
Ye Lan looked at Wen Rensheng with difficulty and read aloud: "Young Master, Lord Cangyu said that if I don't leave, he will kill me."
“…Alright, you can go now,” Wenrensheng said, covering her face in embarrassment. “Remember to close the door behind you.”
Upon receiving the instruction, Ye Lan gave a brief bow and then darted back into the pharmacy as if his feet were greased, slamming the door shut behind him.
Hearing the click of the door latch, Wen took a deep breath and finally mustered the courage to turn around and face He Mu.
He deliberately put on a cold face and asked icily, "What else does brother want to say?"
He Mu's face showed no sign of joking. He said sincerely, "I always take it upon myself to think I'm doing what's best for you, Sheng Sheng. From now on, I'll discuss things with you beforehand. Please don't be angry this time, okay?"
Hearing a voice, his heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly avoided eye contact and stammered:
"Who...who said I'm angry about this?! My brother wants to be a great hero, wants to sacrifice himself and hurt himself in my place, and I don't...don't care at all! Do whatever you want!"
"I only used such a clumsy method to get your attention. If this disappoints you, I'll think of another way."
He Mu hugged Wen Rensheng tightly and said in a muffled voice,
“Every minute you ignore me is a million times more painful than going mad.”
Hearing the voice, his face burned with embarrassment. He struggled for a moment and shouted, "Who would believe what you're saying!"
"You believe me," He Mu affirmed.
"…………"
...That wretched mountain god!
Hearing voices, he lost the strength to struggle. He was being held so tightly that he could hardly breathe. He felt like a ball of cotton, about to be torn into strips of cotton and melt into He Mu's arms.
After a long while, a voice finally slowly opened its lips.
"Then... swear an oath."
“Yes, I swear,” He Mu kissed Wen Rensheng’s earlobe and whispered, “Tell me, what do you want me to swear?”
Hearing the voice, she tilted her head back and slightly tightened her grip on He Mu's robe.
“You swear…” his voice trembled slightly, “that we will always be honest with each other, that there will never be any misunderstandings between us, and that neither of us will sacrifice ourselves without a word.”
He Mu pressed her face close to his and said, word by word, "I swear, we will be honest with each other, there will be no grudges, neither of us will sacrifice ourselves, neither will you."
"…………"
If that's the kind of guarantee they're giving, then it seems like I have no reason to be angry.
Wen Rensheng was very perceptive and sensitive. He knew that he and the mountain god loved each other deeply, which was why they unconsciously made sacrifices to protect each other.
But I can't help but wonder, is this kind of love, built on silent "self-sacrifice," really fair to each other? Is it noble or selfish?
Hearing that people didn't approve of this kind of love, he felt that it was precisely because he loved the other person so deeply that he should cherish his own life even more.
Such a promise was extremely important to him.
After calming down for a while, Wenren silently hugged Hemu back, expressing her desire for reconciliation.
He Mu finally felt relieved. He breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but pat Wen Rensheng's back lightly, sighing as he said, "Sheng Sheng, how about you lose your temper with me more often in the future?"
Hearing someone's voice, she lightly tapped him: "Who would make such a request..."
He Mu smiled and said, "That way, I can tell you're not sulking."
Hearing a voice, she scoffed and hugged He Mu even tighter.
He felt like his whole body was bubbling, and Mu's promise kept echoing in his mind.
He spoke each word clearly and sincerely, as if it were a heartfelt blessing.
He blushed furiously upon hearing the voice, burying his face in He Mu's shoulder, thinking to himself that although he was the one who asked him to say it, it still sounded so...
"Sound after sound".
Just as he was pondering this, He Mu suddenly called out to him.
"Um?"
After a pause, Mu Dun said, "Let's go back to Fangze Mountain tomorrow."
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Author's Note: Ah! I can finally see hope for the ending!
Take a day off tomorrow, meow
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