Chapter 330 The Price
"Maybe sure?"
Shen Ji'an swallowed subconsciously, his Adam's apple moving.
He did not dare to delay and answered immediately:
"When I was young, I traveled to Medicine King Valley to study. The shape, color, fragrance, and essence of this pill... I will never mistake it! This... this is clearly the legendary 'Elixir of Immortality'!"
Yaowang Valley is a secluded place, where medical knowledge is widely spread and taught to all.
Regardless of nationality, gender, age or status, as long as one has a goal, there is something to learn.
But the true core inheritance, especially the method of refining secret medicines such as the elixir of immortality, remains mysterious.
The core disciples devote themselves to studying pharmacology and medical theory, and perhaps not even one of them in a generation will enter the secular world.
One of the most praised elixirs in Yaowang Valley is the Elixir of Immortality.
It is said that the medicinal materials needed to refine this pill are all rare and precious natural materials that are hard to find in the world, and the refining conditions are even more harsh.
The right time, place and people are all essential.
The elixir of immortality is so powerful that it is impossible to find it in the outside world.
"Your Majesty," Shen Ji'an said calmly,
"This old minister has used all his life's knowledge to investigate, and this elixir is pure and powerful, with a balance of yin and yang, and should contain no toxic substances.
But after all, I have never actually taken it, and this pill only has half a pill, so it is difficult to predict how effective it will be."
After a long silence, Xiao Lin's voice was filled with a desperate determination, "Bring it here."
Shen Ji'an presented the elixir along with the wooden box.
Xiao Lin stretched out his skinny hand, unable to control the violent trembling, and raised the half pill in front of his eyes with difficulty.
Looking at this magical object that is said to be able to prolong life, and then looking at his own dying hands, he suddenly let out a low chuckle.
"His Majesty……"
Shen Ji'an couldn't help but speak.
He had been trying every possible way these days, and naturally he had thought of the elixir of immortality.
But apart from having the good fortune of seeing the elixir once in Yaowang Valley, he never saw even a shadow of it again in the rest of his life, let alone heard any news about it.
If Your Majesty has such a miraculous medicine, why has he kept it until now without taking it? What's more, it's only half a pill. It looks suspicious no matter how you look at it.
Xiao Lin looked at him, the smile on his lips full of self-deprecating bitterness, "Do you have any other ideas?"
Shen Ji'an lowered his head deeply, not daring to look directly at the emperor's gaze, his neck bent into a heavy arc.
Xiao Lin shook his head, his smile filled with the sadness of resignation and deep within was an extreme desire for life.
He no longer hesitated and put the half pill into his mouth.
The pill melted in the mouth, turning into a warm and powerful current, like a thawed spring in early spring, instantly rushing to every part of the body!
Xiao Lin's face, which was originally as pale as paper, turned a healthy blush at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The uncontrollable trembling of the body miraculously subsided quickly.
The deep wrinkles on his face seemed to be gently smoothed out by an invisible hand, and his skin revealed a long-lost luster.
“Hu…Hu…”
His breathing became strong and deep, his chest rose and fell vigorously, and he no longer had the previous feeling of being unable to breathe in a full breath.
Xiao Lin's eyes flashed with ecstasy. He stood up suddenly, his legs steady and strong, without any soreness or trembling.
He clenched his fists tightly, and a long-lost sense of strength filled his shriveled muscles and bones again.
He suppressed the excitement in his heart and stretched out his hand to Shen Ji'an: "Take my pulse."
Shen Ji'an quickly took his pulse, and the beating from his fingertips made his heart palpitate.
Who would have thought that the body that was on the verge of death just a few breaths ago would now be full of vitality.
"Your Majesty! The pulse is steady and strong, the blood is abundant, and vitality has indeed been restored, but..."
After a pause, he chose to tell the truth.
“This half of the elixir is like adding a large spoonful of oil to a lamp that is about to burn out.
It made it shine again, but it did not replenish the wick that had already dried up.
If I can get the other half within three months, I might be able to solidify my foundation and extend my life by ten years. If not...
This forced vitality can probably only last for half a year.
Xiao Lin slowly withdrew his hand and said, "Step back." The emperor's voice regained its former majesty.
"Yes! I'll take my leave!"
Shen Ji'an bowed deeply, and with a heart full of worry and awe, he quietly retreated.
The shadow guard also retreated, leaving Xiao Lin alone.
He quietly clenched his fists, feeling the surging power in his body, and the feeling of weakness that penetrated deep into his bones finally went away.
He had had enough! He had had enough of the feeling of lingering on and being at the mercy of others!
His eyes were sharp and his heart was extremely determined. He must get the other half within three months.
No matter... no matter what the cost!
…
The luxurious carriage rolled over the bluestone road and drove all the way back to the royal villa, stopping steadily in the quiet night.
The second princess of Shuofeng, Xiao Yunshuo, got off the carriage with the help of her maid, and her eyes inadvertently glanced at the car behind.
She raised her hand slightly, signaling the maids to step back a few steps.
Xiao Yunshuo slowly walked up to Yan Zhibai, the night wind ruffling her hair, and his voice carried a subtle hint of inquiry:
"Mr. Yan, are you feeling unwell?"
Yan Zhibai suddenly came back to his senses, a trace of panic flashing across his face.
Ever since he followed the Sixth Princess Qin Zhaoyue out and back, he has been looking daydreamy and preoccupied.
"Your Highness, there is nothing wrong," he forced a smile, his voice a little dry.
"Maybe... maybe it was my first time tasting Da Gan's fine wine, and I drank too much and got a little tipsy."
Yeah?
Xiao Yunshuo sneered in his heart, fearing that it was not the drink in the cup that made him drunk.
She was already in a bad mood tonight, especially after witnessing the intimate interactions between the royal heirs.
What made her even more upset was that her "talent and reputation" had already been praised to the skies before she even arrived in Fengjing.
He had never met the girl who could write such amazing poems before, but he personally went out to build her momentum and fame.
The reason behind this is nothing more than "praising to death".
Xiao Yunshuo knew very well that his poetic talent was far inferior to the other party's.
If she followed her heart, she would definitely find ways to save the situation, but at this moment... a deep feeling of powerlessness gripped her.
She had arrived in Fengjing as promised, becoming a chip on the chessboard, but she didn't even know what she had gained in return.
Father...has he gotten what he wished for?
Looking at the distraught celebrity in front of him, Xiao Yunshuo felt a ripple in his heart, but it had nothing to do with love.
Her eyes turned slightly, and her voice was very low, but it was clearly heard by Yan Zhibai:
"Mr. Yan, if you truly wish to fulfill your father's legacy and achieve your lifelong wish, staying in Fengjing may be your only hope in this life."
Yan Zhibai felt as if he was struck by an invisible thunderbolt, and his whole body froze instantly.
He raised his eyes to look at Xiao Yunshuo, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his lips slightly opened.
He seemed to want to say something, but his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and he could only make short and silent sounds.
His eyes were filled with disbelief and astonishment, as well as a hint of embarrassment at having his secrets revealed.
"Your Highness, I..."
However, Xiao Yunshuo did not wait for his response.
She just bowed slightly, her demeanor still elegant, turned around without hesitation, and walked into the depths of the brightly lit courtyard.
The early autumn night breeze blew her simple cloak, outlining her thin and slightly lonely figure.
As if carrying an unknown heaviness, it gradually blends into the depths of the courtyard where light and shadow intertwine.
Yan Zhibai stood there in a daze.
Above his head, the brilliant starry sky poured down, and the light like broken diamonds filled the night sky, reflecting his bewildered face.
A hot blush quietly climbed up his ears and cheeks, which was particularly eye-catching under the cold starlight.
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