"Is there no way to detoxify?"
Sheng Jin still felt uneasy. With all the emotions and desires of humankind, who could remain calm and composed all the time? Even a Bodhisattva probably couldn't.
He realized in a moment that separation in life was not the hardest thing; it was separation by death.
The thought that the person he had finally seen again would disappear forever, never to be found again, filled him with intense sorrow.
It felt like being brutally crushed by a giant hand; the pain was so intense that I couldn't breathe!
"No, this poison is a remnant of the previous dynasty, a secret medicine used in palace intrigues. Once the poisoned person is stimulated, they will die silently. Others will only think that she died of a sudden heart attack due to anger, so there is no antidote."
"I understand. Go and develop an antidote. At the very least, that will protect Xi'er's life."
"yes."
After everyone left, Sheng Jin knelt down in front of the woman's bed, his face full of self-reproach.
Thinking of how Xi'er's illness nearly cost her her life, he felt an urge to beat that unreasonable version of himself to death.
Is one's own status important?
It doesn't matter, as long as Xi'er is alive.
He never uttered a word about knowing her, yet he was repeatedly heartbroken for her. All he wanted was to be with her, through thick and thin.
And so, Sheng Jin guarded Liu Lingxi for two days and two nights. Only after Sheng Changfeng led his army to attack the imperial city and successfully arrived at the palace did Liu Lingxi slowly wake up.
"water……"
"Water, quick, Xi'er is awake."
After drinking a few sips of water from Sheng Changfeng's hand, Liu Lingxi suddenly realized that it was a familiar voice—
"Long Wind".
"I'm here, Xi'er. I'm sorry I'm late."
Sheng Changfeng held the face he had longed for day and night, and he cried and laughed, laughed and cried, gesturing wildly, almost going crazy.
God knows how terrified he was when he first arrived and saw Xi'er lying silently on the bed.
At that moment, all the joy vanished. Even if he had won the world, he would have no attachment to it and would have wished he could go with it.
Am I dreaming?
Liu Lingxi was in a daze for a while. Suddenly seeing an old friend felt like a lifetime had passed.
As if sensing the confusion in her eyes, Sheng Changfeng kissed her little face and affectionately rubbed his nose against hers, making Liu Lingxi feel a bit ticklish.
She then snapped out of her daze, recognizing the familiar scent, the familiar movements, and that familiar face—
It wasn't a dream after all!
"Changfeng, you're finally back!"
"Yes, I'm back."
"You have no idea how much I miss you."
"I know, I miss you so much I'm going crazy."
...
The intermittent murmurs inside successfully brought tears to Sheng Jin's eyes, who was separated from them by only one wall.
Good thing, I'm finally awake.
I'm so scared, scared that Xi'er will never wake up.
As long as Xi'er is alive, what harm is there in not disturbing her?
He listened greedily to the voice that haunted his dreams, unwilling to miss a single word or pause.
Xi'er...
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