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"Good, of course it's excellent. My lord treats me like a precious jewel." Zhao Youyi said through gritted teeth, and after saying this, she didn't forget to glare at Chu Chanyin.
The waiter glanced at the two of them and said bluntly, "The young man and woman must be newlyweds to be so inseparable!"
Chu Chanyin nodded in agreement: "My wife and I have indeed only been married for a short time."
Zhao Youyi secretly reached out and pinched him. Chu Chanyin caught a glimpse of her glaring at him out of the corner of his eye, and then stopped.
After finishing their dinner, the two washed up and rested. The next morning, they hurriedly left for Jiangzhou. Dust filled the air along the way, and the scenery of Jiangnan was picturesque. The two figures sped along, as if they wanted to blend into the painting.
As they passed through a dense forest, Zhao Youyi keenly caught a rustling sound.
"Cousin, did you feel it?" Zhao Youyi dismounted, glanced around warily, and unconsciously tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.
Chu Chanyin also dismounted and, back to back with her, scanned their surroundings. "Cousin, it seems someone is watching us."
A group of black-clad assassins appeared in a flash. Zhao Youyi and Chu Chanyin drew their swords and engaged in a fierce battle with the surrounding assassins. Their movements were incredibly fast, but the more they killed, the more the number of assassins appeared. The bodyguards who were with the two of them drew their swords and joined the battle.
Countless well-trained, ruthless-looking men in black emerged from the dense forest. The cold glint of their swords was terrifying. No matter how skilled Zhao Youyi and Chu Chanyin's guards were, they were ultimately outnumbered and fell one after another.
As long as Zhao Youyi, covered in blood, and Chu Chanyin were still fighting with the men in black, Chu Chanyin faced three men in black with fierce eyes. Amidst the flashing swords, he saw a fourth sword piercing towards his heart.
"Cousin!" Zhao Youyi grabbed Chu Chanyin and instantly the sword pierced Chu Chanyin's arm. Zhao Youyi's eyes widened, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Youyi's sword had already pierced the heart of the man in black. Chu Chanyin switched the sword to his left hand and cleanly slit the necks of the three people in front of him.
Blood splattered on the two of them. Zhao Youyi noticed that the men in black were coming with great force and were obviously assassins with high martial arts skills. The two of them were definitely no match for this group of men in black.
Zhao Youyi focused his energy in his dantian and felt the remaining internal force in his lungs. He suddenly grabbed Chu Chanyin's waist and flew away.
Chu Chanyin stared blankly at her, feeling no pain even in his bleeding arm. She actually knew lightness skill?
After the two had left the man in black some distance behind, Zhao Youyi put Chu Chanyin down. Before Chu Chanyin could ask anything, Zhao Youyi suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood. Chu Chanyin quickly supported her, "You've been poisoned?"
Having been forced to use her inner strength, Zhao Youyi was feeling dizzy and lightheaded. Chu Chanyin took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from her lips, put his arm around her waist, and quickly walked backward. He glanced at the dark mass of people behind him, then looked at the cliff not far away, and lowered his voice to ask, "Cousin, can you still hold on?"
Zhao Youyi felt everything in front of her was blurry and her head was spinning. She managed to shake her head.
Chu Chanyin took a deep breath, knowing that the two of them could not escape this day. He quickly went to the edge of the cliff, protected Zhao Youyi, and jumped off.
A group of men in black stopped at the edge of the cliff. The leader stepped forward and looked into the bottomless abyss with a sinister gaze: "We want to find them alive or dead. Go down and search!"
One of them hesitated and said, "Boss, this cliff is so high, falling off would definitely kill us. Anyway, that guy only said to kill these two people, why bother arguing?"
The leader glared at him fiercely: "Who's the boss, you or me?"
The man retreated dejectedly.
Below the cliff, the water was bottomless and dark green. Chu Chanyin put his arm around Zhao Youyi's waist and walked towards the shore. When he found a dry and flat spot, he put her down and placed his hands on her chest. "I'm sorry to have offended you, cousin."
Chu Chan pressed rhythmically against her chest until she spat out the water she had swallowed. Zhao Youyi opened her eyes to look at him and saw that his right arm was still bleeding, his entire sleeve soaked in the pool water.
"Cousin, your hand..." Zhao Youyi coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Cousin!" Seeing her cough up blood again, Chu Chanyin frowned. "You've been poisoned, haven't you?"
Zhao Youyi nodded weakly, and Chu Chanyin quickly took out a pill from a hidden pocket in his sleeve and fed it to her. Zhao Youyi looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What is this?"
Chu Chanyin hesitated for a moment, "These are pills I made over the years based on the letters Brother Nianling sent me about your condition. Although my medical skills are not as good as my master's, you have already been poisoned and my master has passed away. Why don't we give them a try?"
Given their current situation, with the two of them stranded on a cliff and no usable herbs around, they might as well try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.
Zhao Youyi swallowed the pill, and soon felt comfortable all over, warm all over. The pain that spread from her heart to her limbs gradually lessened, and her breathing became much smoother.
Deep within the cliff, in the still pool, the woman in purple had no choice but to lean against the man in blue brocade, coughing intermittently. Whether it was sweat or the pool water, her hair at her temples was disheveled and damp, which the man gently brushed away with the utmost tenderness.
Chu Chanyin pulled her into his arms, gently patting her back, coaxing her in a tender tone as if caring for a child: "It's okay, it won't hurt in a bit."
Their clothes were soaked through and clung tightly to their bodies. Chu Chanyin tried to use his internal energy to warm her up. Zhao Youyi felt the chill gradually dissipate, but the smell of blood still lingered in her nostrils.
"Cousin...your injury," Zhao Youyi said softly as she recovered.
"Don't speak," Chu Chanyin frowned slightly, looking at her pale face. "My injury is in my arm, it's nothing serious. But you, the poison is clearly in your lungs, yet you insist on using your internal energy. You really are..."
Chu Chanyin couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh to her. In his desperation, an assassin suddenly appeared and pounced on him. It was only because Zhao Youyi pulled him that the assassin's sword didn't pierce his heart and only injured his right hand. She was trying to help him, how could he be mean to her?
"I'm sorry, my cousin's tone wasn't very nice just now," Chu Chan said guiltily, touching her slightly dry black hair. "I know you used your inner strength to leave so that I wouldn't get hurt, but this is a one-time thing."
Chu Chanyin placed his index and middle fingers on her wrist and whispered, "Excuse me."
Her pulse was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes giving the impression of vitality, and sometimes giving the impression of being terminally ill. Chu Chanyin's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his gaze toward her became serious. "Cousin, the Heart Poison has spread from your heart to your lungs and internal organs. You still say that your body is no different from that of an ordinary person!"
Zhao Youyi quickly grabbed his sleeve and coughed a few times, saying, "Cousin, don't be angry. This was an accident. My body is usually no different from that of an ordinary person."
She couldn't reveal that she was suffering from the Heart Poison, otherwise it would affect the morale of the army. Therefore, she could only claim that her body was no different from that of an ordinary person. However, as long as she didn't suffer from the poison, her body was indeed no different from that of an ordinary person in terms of her pulse. It was just that Chu Chanyin said that his medical skills were not good, but unexpectedly he could feel a trace of death in her normal pulse.
“Cousin, you lied to me that your medical skills were poor, and I lied to you that I was no different from an ordinary person. We’re even now,” Zhao Youyi said weakly, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Chu Chanyin looked at her with a deep gaze. Last time, Zhao Youyi's poisoning was caused by not getting enough rest for a long time and being stimulated. Because Zhao Youyi said that she was fine, he suppressed the strange feeling in his heart. If it weren't for this accident, he would not have known that Zhao Youyi had such a serious poison in her body.
"Cousin, don't look so gloomy, smile." Zhao Youyi tried to soften her voice and act coquettishly, just like she used to act coquettishly with Zhao Youli. "I'm not dead, don't be unhappy, like you're going to become a widower."
"Zhao Youyi!" Upon hearing this, Chu Chanyin was so angry that he refused to even call her his cousin anymore. "Don't make jokes like this!"
Knowing that the person in front of her was indulgent towards her, Zhao Youyi didn't take his reprimand seriously. She just smiled again, tugged at his sleeve and shook it: "Cousin, Brother Huai Cong, good brother, please forgive me! I misspoke."
Chu Chanyin was somewhat lost in thought because of her last form of address. Back when they were children at Yongliu Manor, Zhao Youyi was exceptionally affectionate towards him, probably because he always gave her strange little trinkets. The little girl liked them and always called him "brother, brother." When she called Zhao Youli, she would either call him by his name or "brother." When asked why, she would just shake her head and say, "Brother is brother, and brother is brother. They're not the same."
Chu Huai Cong didn't understand what was different back then, but Chu Chan Yin does now.
Pulling himself out of his thoughts, Chu Chanyin gently patted the top of her head: "You, you know I can't do anything with you, Niao Niao, I really don't know what to do with you."
His last sentence was spoken in a very soft and dejected tone.
He had promised Zhao Youli that he would take good care of Zhao Youyi, but now Zhao Youyi wouldn't even let him know the extent of her poisoning, and even said that she was no different from an ordinary person. How could that be considered taking good care of her?
He always knew she didn't trust him. Perhaps in her eyes he was too perfect, lacking ambition, and seemed fake.
In people's minds, the world is bustling with activity, and everyone is chasing after profit. Those who seem to have no ulterior motives but are kind to you are actually plotting the biggest schemes.
“Cousin, no… Niao Niao, I promised your brother I would take good care of you. Even disregarding your brother, our childhood friendship alone is enough to make me stand idly by. You may not trust me, but please don’t shut me out.” Chu Chanyin stared intently at her, his tone sincere and concerned, as if he wanted to rip his heart out for her to see.
Zhao Youyi met his gaze. Could she really trust him? Could she really win his heart?
Perhaps she was dizzy and lightheaded; at that moment, all she wanted to do was say yes, all she wanted to do was agree to him.
No one would refuse the pitiful Chu Chanyin, including her.
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