But how can there be so many "what ifs" in this world? Fate is like a big hand, pushing us forward relentlessly. People will always reach where they are meant to be.
Tu Shan Lingxi naively thought that she might have done such a wrong thing because she was playing around.
Little did he know that people are attracted to each other. Even if Yin Changling had never met her, there was no guarantee that he would not fall madly in love with her in a chance encounter in the future.
Who knows, a similar tragedy of wife-stealing might not unfold again?
Unfortunately, Tu Shan Lingxi was filled with self-blame and regret at that moment and couldn't think of this aspect at all.
She gazed at the man before her with deep affection, this was the first time she had revealed her feelings, but unfortunately, the one who should have seen it did not open his eyes.
"Wait for me, Ah Jin."
Tu Shan Lingxi gently kissed Wan Qijin's lips. Surrounded by a sea of flowers, the scenery was breathtaking and beautiful.
She looked up again, smoothed Wan Qijin's white hair, and then plunged into the house.
The Hidden Arts Pavilion was filled with animal hides, tortoise shells, and some were even engraved on tree bark.
Tu Shan Lingxi didn't know many characters at first, but because she was setting a good example for the two little foxes, the Grand Preceptor forced her to learn to read.
Now she is grateful to Wan Qijin; otherwise, she would probably be anxious and helpless, or she would have to go out and grab a young master on the street to answer her questions.
Tu Shan Lingxi struggled to read the words on it. There were indeed many spells in it, and she could only understand half of them.
But there was definitely no magic inside that could revive Wan Qijin, so she could only search anxiously.
However, Tu Shan Lingxi had looked through almost all the scrolls but still found nothing, and she was almost in despair.
Is there really no way to save Wan Qijin?
Suddenly, Tu Shan Lingxi saw something strange. It didn't mention any magic techniques, but instead described a spiritual spring... a dragon vein... that could heal all wounds and promote life...
A sudden thought flashed through her mind: Could the Spirit Spring be the Grand Preceptor's life-saving medicine?
We should give it a try, no matter what, just in case it works!
Tu Shan Lingxi soaked Wan Qijin in the spiritual spring. Under the impact of the spring water, the blood color gradually faded, and the spiritual spring remained clear and transparent.
Wan Qijin's wounds were visibly healing, and spiritual energy rushed into his body, as if it would burst his body!
Tu Shan Lingxi was filled with trepidation. She carefully used her spiritual power to probe Wan Qijin's interior and discovered that there seemed to be a large hole inside, and no matter how much spiritual power she used, it would only pass through her chest.
But she still refused to give up, and stayed by the spring for three days and three nights, not daring to leave for even a moment.
Tu Shan Lingxi saw that all of Wan Qijin's external injuries had healed completely, but he was still unconscious, and her heart sank lower and lower.
She really had no better options, so she went to the palace to find Yin Changling and had to find a way to rescue Wan Qijin no matter what.
Having made up her mind, Tu Shan Lingxi asked Yi Changfeng to help her take care of Wan Qijin, and then she wanted to leave in a hurry.
"Changfeng, I'm entrusting Wan Qijin to you for my care. He will definitely wake up."
Yi Changfeng never refused Tu Shan Lingxi's requests; he just felt a little sorry for the girl in front of him.
Looking at Tu Shanlingxi's slightly red eyes, her slightly disheveled clothes, and the fact that even though her face looked a little haggard, her beauty was still undiminished, Yi Changfeng's eyes were filled with worry.
"Xi'er, where are you going? Is there really such a thing as bringing the dead back to life? Could it be a scam, a trick to deceive you?"
Yi Changfeng happened to be out shopping those days and missed everything, and he was feeling extremely guilty.
The reason is simple: the Imperial Advisor had indeed given him the foundation for his life, and he had to agree to it both morally and logically, even if it meant exchanging his life for his own. He should not have been unwilling in the slightest.
If it were just a matter of him sacrificing himself, Yi Changfeng would be willing, but since it concerned Tu Shan Lingxi, Yi Changfeng couldn't help but have doubts.
"Why don't you tell me, Xi'er, and I'll go search for him. You can stay here and take care of the Grand Preceptor."
Yi Changfeng's eyes were filled with worry; he was truly afraid that Tu Shan Lingxi would suffer some kind of accident, just like the Grand Preceptor.
Tu Shan Lingxi accepted his kindness, but Yin Changling wanted her, not him. What use would Yi Changfeng's presence be?
Having experienced this upheaval, Tu Shan Lingxi seemed to have grown up overnight, and something inside her quietly changed.
Although I didn't cause all of this, I am definitely the culprit and should try my best to make up for all my mistakes.
"No, you've forgotten my identity. I am a great demon, able to come and go as I please. Changfeng, don't worry, I will take good care of myself and bring the children back."
"Xi'er, don't push yourself too hard. The Grand Preceptor is a lucky man and will surely get better."
Yi Changfeng only hated himself for being so incompetent. How could the previous world be like that, and this world be the same?
He was not as powerful as the Grand Preceptor, nor as powerful as the King; he only possessed the skills of an ordinary person and was nothing special.
"Well, I can't say any more. I'll leave Wan Qijin in your care. Thank you for your hard work."
On Tu Shan Lingxi's exquisitely beautiful face, a pale yet resilient smile appeared, a smile that seemed fragile enough to shatter at the slightest touch, yet stubbornly resisted.
Yi Changfeng nodded heavily. He patted Tu Shan Lingxi's shoulder casually, saying nothing more, everything was understood without words.
"Go ahead, don't worry, I'll take care of things here."
Without further hesitation, Tu Shan Lingxi vanished from the spot in a flash.
All that remained was Yi Changfeng's somewhat desolate figure and a long sigh in the air.
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