Unexpectedly, the three of them reacted in unison.
"Aren't we still here?"
“We will stand with the General’s wife and bear this burden together.”
"We believe her."
Yan Hong and Runtu were both on assignments and traveling around all year round. She had never interacted with Zheng Quchi, but she had heard about her through various channels. To be honest, she was indeed a remarkable person, but that was about it.
So Yan Hong just smiled and remained silent, taking a wait-and-see approach.
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After the meeting, Zheng Quchi personally went to the storeroom, picked out a wooden bucket, boiled some water, scooped it in, and carried it to Yuwen Sheng.
Upon meeting, she immediately and repeatedly warned, "Yuwen Sheng, you are not allowed to bite me again."
Her shoulder is still sore from the medicine, and her fingers are bandaged. She's embarrassed to tell people where she got the injury. It's not that the injury is serious, but it's also very painful. She just doesn't understand why he likes to bite her so much.
Yuwen Sheng spent the entire afternoon trying to dismantle the steel cage to escape, but to no avail. As soon as he heard a noise, he reflexively turned his head and stared at her coldly.
After adding cold water and adjusting it to the right temperature, Zheng Quchi grabbed a damp towel and walked to the cage. "Look at you," he said, "you're usually so neat and tidy, but now you're living so carelessly. If you don't wipe yourself down, you'll stink. A dignified general like you, if people saw you like this..."
She muttered to herself for a moment, then picked up a bowl from the table next to her, put it in the bowl, and placed it on the floor: "Drink."
Following her movements, Yuwen Sheng saw the bowl of red orangutan liquid and immediately gasped for breath. Zheng Quchi even had the illusion that his pupils had turned vertical.
He grabbed it with one hand, tilted his head back and poured it into his mouth, drinking it all in a few gulps. During this time, Zheng Quchi kept a close eye on him, afraid that he might have some discomfort or an extreme or abnormal reaction. But to his surprise, this time he not only did not feel any discomfort, but his complexion even improved a lot after drinking it... just like a rose that had been nourished.
"So mixed-race people are willing to drink it too."
This bowl contained blood. She brought the military doctor to prepare it on the side, and then gathered more than a dozen strong men. Each of them contributed a little, and the blood was pooled together in one bowl as a collective contribution.
No one knew what the bowl of blood was for. Zheng Quchi just made up an excuse, saying it was for medical research. The military doctor applied medicine to them while covering up her lie.
The blood of an ordinary person could only allow him to eat normally temporarily and not starve to death. She didn't know the reason why, but she decided to give it a try anyway.
To be honest, just imagining what it would feel like to drink human blood made her feel nauseous, but he was quite satisfied, and even his bloodthirsty and sinister eyes became relatively peaceful.
So she struck while the iron was hot and fed him some more food, and this time he didn't vomit anymore, but ate it all.
Taking advantage of his current state of mind—being full and lazy—she hummed a lullaby softly while wiping his face, hands, and feet. As she nervously cleaned him through the cage, his dark, ghostly eyes remained fixed on her face. Fortunately, he didn't attack; instead, he stared at her with an ambiguous expression, making her scalp tingle.
Keep watching, she's all ready to go. If he makes a move, she'll run.
After changing him into clean clothes, she finally dealt with his tangled long hair, which was covered in various solidified clumps. Washing it was a laborious and troublesome task, taking almost half an hour. After wringing out the wet hair, she put a fire next to it to dry it slowly, thinking that the weather would be cold in the middle of the night.
After nearly an hour, Yuwen Sheng finally regained his former smooth and beautiful appearance. Zheng Quchi, despite his exhaustion, felt a strange sense of accomplishment. It was like picking up a dirty, smelly, long-haired dog from outside, and after some washing, finally getting a shiny and beautiful puppy.
"Do you recognize me?" she asked softly, her eyes gleaming with fire.
He leaned against the steel bars of the cage, his long hair and soft clothes spread out on the felt, his long eyelashes drooping. The air inside the tent was gentle and warm, with a faint fragrance emanating from Zheng Quchi. He ignored her questions and then slowly closed his eyes.
Seeing that he was asleep, Zheng Quchi took another quilt from the couch and stuffed it in, then took the anti-wolf stick that was placed next to him, carefully hooked it open and covered him with it.
She stared at his sleeping face and thought to herself, "Soon, I will find a way to save you."
In the past, he was always the one who saved her and helped her. In Zheng Quchi's mind, he was like a towering mountain, indestructible. But this time, she witnessed him fall from his pedestal into the mire, becoming a bloodthirsty monster driven by instinct, who could only live by drinking human blood.
She stopped others from seeing him simply because she didn't want to see any pitying or pathetic looks directed at him; he didn't need them.
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After Yuwen Sheng fell asleep, Zheng Quchi summoned Gan Xin and went straight to the point: "Gan Xin, you have a way to contact the Mo family, right?"
Seeing her serious and solemn expression, Gan Xin didn't ask any further questions and simply said, "Okay."
"Then I need your help with something. Could you ask Qiu for me what conditions he would require to tell me whether the Mo family has been involved with Beiyuan recently, and whether the Fire Thunder was actually given to them by the Mo family?"
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