Chapter 42 Dream Grass Saves Sang Ji
"I can take you away anytime."
Li Du only said.
Liu Jiao: "I know what I'm doing, bro."
Liu Jiao took it as a joke.
Li Du's expression was firm: "Jiaojiao, I'm serious."
Liu Jiao looked at his serious expression and was suddenly taken aback.
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Sang Ji has been away on business during this period.
When longing became an illness, Sang Ji had not returned for a long time.
When she felt that her beloved was not as reliable as the tide, she saw him.
But he was covered in blood, no longer the wise and mighty man he once was.
Liu Jiao stood by Sang Ji's sickbed and saw that his eyes were closed, his rosy lips were pale, his shoulders were slumped, and there was a large hole punched in his chest.
Young faces should be full of vitality, but instead they are filled with dejection and distrust.
Perhaps because she was used to Sang Ji's wisdom, Liu Jiao didn't immediately realize that this was him.
She was stunned.
In fact, Sang Ji was just a teenager.
Everyone around sighed, even Sang Wujin, the head of the Sang family, sighed and touched Sang Ji's hand, his cane placed aside.
"This medicinal herb, *Huaimengcao*, grows in Jiangnan. The Gu family once acquired it at an auction, and it was priceless."
"Let's put aside whether the Gu family still exists or not, let's just talk about the past grievances between our master and that old lady of the Gu family..."
The doctor fell silent.
Sangwujin closed his eyes, his hand holding the cane trembling slightly.
Yes, she didn't want to see him.
If she knew that his grandson, whom he had with someone else, needed medication, she probably wouldn't give it to him even if it was given to a dog.
Sang Ji's life is at stake; there's no time to waste.
Liu Jiao suddenly said, "I can go to the Gu family to get the Dream-Reaping Grass. I must save his life."
It was only after Gu Su told her that she realized the Gu family was the home where she was supposed to be born and raised.
Song glared at her, "Don't cause trouble."
Liu Jiao: "How will I know if I don't try? Anyway, it's just me trying."
Before Song could continue her mockery, Liu Jiao stepped over the threshold and prepared her horse to ride off.
He headed straight for his family in Jiangnan.
The Dream-Catching Grass was in the hands of Liu Jiao's biological grandmother.
However, her grandmother had a falling out with Liu Jiao's father years ago because of his marriage to Xiao Shi, and as a result, she also disliked Liu Jiao and wanted to kill her at any moment.
Liu Jiao was only able to enter the Gu family with Gu Su's help.
But for the rest, Gu Su was powerless to help.
He also wished that Sang Ji would die, so that his daughter wouldn't be so bewitched.
If it weren't for Liu Jiao's worried expression, Gu Su would have already lit incense for Sang Ji and sent him home.
Her grandmother initially refused to see her.
Without Liu Jiao needing to reveal her identity, the instant she saw Liu Jiao's face, she immediately recognized her striking resemblance to Xiao Shi's, as well as her own son's irritating face.
But Liu Jiao wouldn't leave, like a stubborn leech.
She kowtowed, clinging to her as her granddaughter, determined to take care of her. She threatened to die in front of her grandmother if she wasn't taken care of, claiming it was to fulfill her filial duty.
The grandmother was terrified. Her son had a deep-seated rift with her, and for many years he had not returned home, merely acting as the nominal head of the household, which was more than enough.
She could secretly assassinate the girl, but if the girl died in front of her, not to mention whether she would still be able to remain the matriarch, her son might even break off all ties with her.
Grandmother Gu was so angry she was itching to bite her, and by the afternoon of the second day she was annoyed: "Didn't you want to get the Dream-Reaping Grass?"
"I buried the Dreamweed next to the monument in the woods. Go and get it."
"This is a secret place for my Gu family, and no one else should accompany me."
The name "Bilin" itself is a warning: a forest one should not enter.
Inside, venomous snakes roam freely, and wild insects and leeches gather together, creating a formidable and powerful atmosphere.
Liu Jiao had learned some techniques for avoiding insects and snakes.
She won't die.
As long as they don't die, that's fine.
Liu Jiao put on the armor that Sui Sui had prepared and then left.
Sang Ji can't be delayed any longer.
She must get back to Beijing tonight.
The journey up the mountain was very smooth, as if heaven were helping us.
She didn't provoke those poisonous insects, and they haven't come looking for her yet.
She was lucky.
Just as Liu Jiao climbed up the cliff, she saw a pit next to the monument, and a wooden box in the pit was locked with chains.
Overjoyed, she ran over, but the key didn't fit, so she picked up a large rock and smashed the chain open.
After putting his right hand in—
Suddenly I felt my hand being tightly bitten.
Immediately, a tremendous pain pierced through my heart.
Liu Jiao fixed her gaze.
She saw her right hand, which she had used for embroidery for many years, being tightly gripped by a huge mousetrap. The gears pierced her right hand, leaving it bloody and mangled, the blood reaching deep into her bone marrow.
There was a mousetrap hidden in the shadows, unseen by anyone, concealed by weeds.
Almost instantly, Liu Jiao understood.
This was Grandmother Gu's punishment and revenge against her.
She couldn't remember how she managed to cover up the smell of blood and stumble down the mountain carrying the wooden box.
I only remember my grandmother saying, "Actually, the Dream Grass is in your dowry. It was taken away by your father years ago and is now put into a red treasure box that is locked tightly."
Liu Jiao, her face deathly pale, quickly treated her injuries and then ran back to Huajing, stumbling all the way.
This red treasure box was given to Liu Jiao when Feng Che gave her a piece of blood jade to use as a waist seal. Liu Jiao didn't want to receive a gift for nothing and wanted to return the favor, so Feng Che casually chose the gift.
It's not in her hands.
She was going to intercept Feng Che, who had not yet returned to Man Kingdom.
Feng Che was helping Hua Man onto the carriage.
Seeing Liu Jiao's disheveled appearance, Hua Man didn't even get into the carriage and quickly helped her up.
Liu Jiao waved her hand, saying that she was fine.
Feng Che learned that Liu Jiao wanted the box back.
Liu Jiao felt embarrassed and ashamed.
They insisted on giving it to someone else, but then wanted it back.
He kept apologizing.
Feng Che simply waved his hand and said it was nothing, showing great magnanimity.
Hua Man glanced at him, then gently comforted Liu Jiao: "Don't mind his sour face. He knows you came to his rescue. Don't worry about it, and don't feel guilty."
Feng Che also smiled gently at Hua Man.
Liu Jiao choked up and nodded emphatically.
She smashed open the box, confirmed that it contained the Dream-Reaping Grass, and that her grandmother had not been wrong. Then she rode back to the Sang residence.
They sped along.
Ma Du casually handed the horse over to Sui Sui to lead.
Too many people wanted Sang Ji dead, so she dared not be careless and personally delivered her to Madam Song, who had been waiting at the door.
After that, she went back to find Sui Sui to put the horse back in the stable.
But she was too tired.
As soon as I stepped out of the house, my hands were burning and numb.
Suddenly everything went black; she leaned against the door and slid to the ground.
She fainted.
"Jiaojiao, my lovely lady!"
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The Dream-Reaping Grass that Liu Jiao obtained by sacrificing one of her hands was now in the hands of the Crescent Fox.
Song said, "Just say that you saved Sang Ji."
Crescent Fox nodded.
Apart from Sui Sui and the Gu family, no one knew that the Dream Grass was brought by Liu Jiao.
Jiang Jiang, who happened to be looking for Liu Jiao, saw and heard it.
Jiang Jiang was almost discovered.
She retreated in panic and quickly ran into Liu Jiao's room.
——
Sang Ji woke up to find the house decorated.
His mouth was dry, and the person next to him hurriedly handed him a glass of water.
Be careful not to blow it cold.
"Sang Ji, drink some water."
A teacup was handed to me.
Is it Liu Jiao?
Besides Liu Jiao, there shouldn't be anyone else in his room.
When Sang Ji looked over, he saw not Liu Jiao, but Crescent Fox wearing a peony headdress.
Sang Ji was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "Where is Liu Jiao?"
My husband's life hangs by a thread, my wife, I will come.
Crescent Fox placed the teacup in his hand and shook her head slightly at him: "She hasn't come yet."
Crescent Moon Fox sighed, "You saw it yourself; it was my husband, Li Du, who carried out this assassination attempt."
"Your whereabouts are known only to those closest to you."
"Liu Jiao and Li Du, according to my investigation, grew up under the same roof and were as close as siblings since childhood. I even saw Li Du climb into Liu Jiao's window before."
"This assassination attempt was most likely carried out by Liu Jiao leaking the information to Li Du."
"Liu Jiao has always sided with Li Du and approached you, but she has ulterior motives."
Sang Ji swallowed a mouthful of water, and only then did he feel that his throat was no longer dry.
He looked out at the empty doorway and suddenly tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Assassinating him is one thing, but he's injured to this extent, and she won't even glance at him?
Madam Song chimed in, "You're injured, and the princess, such a noble person, is incredibly devoted to you. She's the one who found the Dream Grass. Liu Jiao has been out having fun these past few days."
Sang Ji fell silent and withdrew his gaze from the gate.
He lowered his eyes.
I thought about it for a long time.
I found it extremely ridiculous.
The princess was the only person he was truly close to in the world.
Others are not good enough.
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