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There was chaos in Gu Yuexuan.
Su Manyan's mind went blank as he shouted for help, moved Xiao Lin to the bed, and summoned the imperial physician. The man who had been perfectly fine just moments before suddenly lost consciousness and fell into his arms.
Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, but in the end, there was only a blank.
She couldn't even remember how hysterical she was just now. She used her trembling hands to smell the other person's breath to confirm that he was still alive.
If Xiao Lin died, what would she do...
Through the gauze curtain, Xiao Lin's hand was stretched out, and the purple meridians on his wrist were clearly visible.
The white-bearded imperial physician examined the prince's pulse but could not explain the cause. Finally, he said, "How strange! The pulse is steady, and there's nothing serious. Perhaps it's a relapse of an old illness, and he's caught a cold in recent days, so it's all happening at once."
"When will he wake up?" Su Manyan asked.
"I dare not say for sure, but it is definitely not a big deal."
These imperial doctors had never noticed the poison in Xiao Lin.
Su Manyan didn't really trust the imperial physician here. He felt that the matter was definitely not that simple. How could a healthy person suddenly faint?
After the imperial physician left, the servants went to boil medicine, leaving Su Manyan alone to serve him.
She sat on the edge of the bed, pulled aside the white gauze curtain, and saw Xiao Lin lying inside with his eyes closed. His face was pale, and his lips were even more frighteningly white. He looked weak and frail, as if he had no life.
Su Manyan felt inexplicably nervous. He placed his hand on the unconscious man's wrist and felt the faint pulse. Only then did his heart slowly calm down.
"Your Highness, Your Highness."
She gently nudged Xiao Lin, leaned over and whispered in his ear, hoping that he would talk to her as he did in the past.
"Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin, wake up."
She screamed again, her voice rising and her thrusts becoming a little harder.
The person on the bed still didn't open his eyes.
Su Manyan felt helpless. If Xiao Lin died...
Impossible, impossible, the pulse is fine.
Su Manyan raised his hand and patted his face to refresh himself.
There was a charcoal fire burning in the house, but Su Manyan was still afraid that Xiao Lin would feel cold. When he got close to Xiao Lin, he felt a chill coming from his body.
She tucked the quilt in for Xiao Lin, wanting to keep him warmer.
Just as he picked up the corner of the quilt, something slipped off Xiao Lin's body and hit the bed with a dull thud.
It’s the white jade ring with pine and crane patterns.
The light in the room was a little dim, and Su Manyan was facing away from the light, so he couldn't see clearly.
She picked up the jade pendant and found something strange about it.
The tassel that had been hanging from the sword had fallen off at some point and was now entangled in the jade pendant. The strangest thing was the black silk ribbon, laced with blood, entwined in circles around the ring.
There is a hint of blood in the white jade, one white and one red, which contrasts with each other dazzlingly.
The white jade ring is crystal clear, cold to the touch, and as thin as a cicada's wing; but those red lines are warm and entangled endlessly.
This should have been a silent, dead object, but now it was floating in the air on its own, with a faint red light flashing next to the red line, making it particularly conspicuous in the dim light.
"This is……"
Her hand touched the jade pendant, and just as she took it away from Xiao Lin, a voice rang in her head:
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for finding the remaining two poison sources, completing the side quest [Detoxification], and receiving a reward of 'Treatment Herbs'."
The mission was completed so suddenly that Su Manyan couldn't believe it. He had stumbled upon the remaining two sources of poison.
But these two sources of poison looked really strange. Not to mention that the blood flowers planted in the palace were actually poisonous, even the jade pendant that Xiao Lin wore became one of the factors that cost him his life.
She remembered that she had once asked Xiao Lin whether this jade pendant was very important to him.
Xiao Lin just smiled and replied that this was a gift from his mother and he had been wearing it since he was a child.
Mother...
Since childhood...
Su Manyan felt that the room suddenly became gloomy. The thin cold air suffocated her. The coldness transmitted by the white jade ring penetrated into her bones, and the entangled blood and flower tendons bound her like a red rope.
She was so cold, she couldn't move.
Because she realized an idea: that person had deliberately poisoned Xiao Lin a long time ago.
Maybe it was before Xiao Lin arrived in the South Country, or maybe it was when Xiao Lin was born.
What kind of person could set up such a long-term plan, and what kind of powerful means does he have?
Su Manyan held the red and white jade pendant. Even though there was a voice announcement that the task had been completed, her hands could not stop shaking and her eyes stared at it blankly.
She looked at the palm of her hand, then at the unconscious person on the bed, and a wave of fear came over her.
If it weren't for this sword tassel and this side quest, she would never have found it in her entire life and would not have been able to complete the quest.
But what if she completed the mission? This was the first time she had backed down. As long as the mastermind behind the scenes wasn't caught, she and Xiao Lin would remain in danger.
This person has such great abilities and has been lurking for so many years.
What should she and Xiao Lin do?
She felt powerless.
The feeling of powerlessness was like the sea, ready to drown her. How could she break this deadlock?
The popular science article on page 625 came to mind again: "This white jade ring with pine and crane patterns is made of gilded white stone from Tianwen Mountain. Gilded white stone, when used as a jade pendant, can ward off evil and provide protection. However, if combined with blood-flowers, the minerals contained in them will fuse and volatilize harmful gases. Over the years, the accumulation of these gases will cause great harm to the body. Moreover, if mixed with white shark tears, the harm will be even greater."
"This is the complete process of Xiao Lin being poisoned."
Su Manyan was shaking all over. She was like a dying patient, breathing heavily with grunting sounds. Her pale little face looked just like Xiao Lin who was lying on the bed.
"Host, are you okay?" 625 said worriedly.
She felt like her soul had been sucked away, and she felt even more exhausted after hearing the popular science talk about 625. It was as if a huge mountain was standing in front of her. She climbed over one mountain and found that there was another one that was higher and steeper in front of her.
She completed the mission, but the price was discovering the enemy's strength and unfathomable depth.
She just replied absentmindedly, "It's okay," and remained silent. Her fingers kept rubbing and squeezing each other, leaving deep crescent marks.
"Why did he faint? When will he wake up?"
He spoke again, his voice hoarse.
"Host, don't worry. The sudden contact between the jade pendant and the blood-flower had a significant impact on Xiao Lin, causing him to fall into a coma. He will wake up by tomorrow morning at the latest. You can boil the herbs and give them to him to drink. Slowly recuperate, and the remaining toxins in his body will gradually be eliminated."
"So simple?" Su Manyan was suspicious.
"Don't worry, host." 625 replied gently, and added with ulterior motives: "Don't worry."
What are you not to worry about? 625 didn't finish.
Su Manyan didn't care too much. She called the other servants waiting outside the house, asked them to take good care of Xiao Lin, and then went to the kitchen to boil medicine.
Steam was bubbling from the kitchen casserole.
Yan Zhao watched the servants decoct medicine. He was a close confidant of Xiao Lin who had just returned a few days ago and had been resting in Fengyapo a few days ago.
He was tall and strong, with a bulging chest and a scar on the left side of his cheek. He looked a bit fierce when he was not smiling.
Seeing Su Manyan boiling the medicine by himself, he frowned and asked, "What is this?"
"medicine."
"Who is it for?"
"Your Highness."
"The medicine prescribed by the imperial physician is already being boiled. What medicine do you have?"
"I personally prescribed the medicine for His Highness."
Yan Zhao:?
Yan Zhao looked him up and down with suspicion, thinking that the eunuch was talking nonsense. Why did His Highness have such an ignorant person around him?
Just as he was about to scold, he was pulled away by a servant and whispered to.
Su Manyan saw him suddenly start a conversation, then suddenly walk away and whisper with others. During this time, he stared at her with wide eyes, with an expression of disbelief.
After Su Manyan left, Yan Zhao asked, "Is Your Highness really a homosexual? And is he having an affair with this eunuch?"
Colleagues beside him nodded repeatedly.
"But... we can't let His Highness act recklessly. Can you take medicine carelessly?"
Yan Zhao found it totally unreasonable that His Highness could be so confused. He was so angry that he stormed out.
Su Manyan had no idea that the relationship between him and Xiao Lin had been remade, and was trying hard to pour a bowl of medicine into Xiao Lin's stomach.
Xiao Lin was still unconscious, his jaws clenched. With immense effort, she half-supported him against the headboard. He spat out the medicine several times, the brown liquid staining his lips and running down his neck. Su Manyan hurriedly wiped it with a handkerchief. By the end of the bowl of medicine, she was sweating profusely from exhaustion.
She stayed by the bed for a while, and when she saw that the man's face seemed to have become a little redder, she let out a long sigh.
Su Manyan gently took Xiao Lin's hand and prayed devoutly: "Xiao Lin, wake up soon."
The next morning, the light of dawn was just beginning to rise. It was a rare sunny day in winter, and the warm sunlight made the birds under the eaves chirp, calling for clear skies.
The sunlight shining into the house was dazzling, and Su Manyan was awakened by the brightness.
She didn't go home last night and fell asleep beside Xiao Lin's bed. When she stood up, she found that her arms were stiff and numb, and something had slipped down her back. It was a small blanket.
She raised her head and found that Xiao Lin had woken up and was looking at her gently.
"you……"
Her tone still carried the hazy quality of someone who had just woken up, but she didn't know how to continue. The person before her had clearly only been unconscious for less than a day, yet she felt like she had been in a daze for a long time.
"Ayan, I'm fine. Thank you for your hard work." Xiao Lin replied with a smile. He had just woken up and found Su Manyan sleeping in an awkward position beside his bed.
Looking at the medicine residue on the table, he suddenly realized that this person had taken care of him all night and saved his life again.
He saw Su Manyan moving her lips and staring at him without blinking, her face looking grim. He asked, "Ayan, what's wrong with you?"
This sentence seemed to open the floodgates of Su Manyan's grievances, and she recalled the panic of yesterday. Now Xiao Lin really woke up in front of her, and was gentle and caring towards her.
The words "What's wrong?" were more tear-jerking than anything else. It reminded her of when she was a child, when she was wronged and could force herself to hold back her tears. Even yesterday, she didn't cry.
Tears are not afraid of any sharp malice, but are afraid of gentle collapse.
She could no longer bear it. All her panic, all her helplessness, and all her grievances burst out from this moment and poured towards Xiao Lin.
"Xiao Lin."
Su Manyan called out this name without thinking.
This was the first time she called this name to his face, it felt both familiar and unfamiliar.
"I might die."
"I may not be able to save you. I can't find that person. I can't find him. I..."
"Xiao Lin, what should I do?"
Her words were incoherent, and by the end her voice was beginning to sob. A sense of powerlessness and fear was about to consume her.
Why do people fear? Because of the unknown.
She was afraid of all the unknown events that she would encounter in this unknown world.
She was afraid of not being able to complete the task.
She was afraid that Xiao Lin would die.
She was afraid of dying.
Real death.
In this world and the original world.
She was afraid of so many things, and the courage she had maintained for so many days here could no longer be sustained. She wanted to tell Xiao Lin that she was not that powerful and that she could not save both of them from suffering.
This time, she had helped him detoxify, all with the help of the system. But what about the next time? An ordinary person would only see one pit of fire after another, a mountain that was harder to climb than the last.
It goes on and on, with no end in sight.
She does not have the wisdom to strategize in troubled times, nor does she have the superb skills in the martial arts world. She considers herself just an ordinary person with no way out.
Tears fell down, the world became blurry through her eyes, and all her senses were blocked.
Can't hear, can't see clearly.
Suddenly, she felt like she was falling into a warm embrace.
"Ayan, don't cry."
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