Before the ship completely sank, she escaped from the hull, desperately trying to swim to a safe place before the whirlpool appeared.
But she didn’t expect that in the ocean, a person is completely uncontrollable, only able to float up and down with the huge waves. Sotis when a wave hits, if you can’t float up, you might be completely subrged in the sea.
Although Jiang Xue was very good at swimming, she had no Inner Strength and was physically exhausted. The cold seawater made her shiver all over, and her broken leg felt stiff and numb. Just as she was thinking about whether to take this opportunity to hide in the space, a sudden long arm pulled her into that person’s warm chest. She felt much lighter and slled a scent that wasn’t Shui Yixuan’s. She wanted to turn her head to see, but a huge wave crashed over her, causing her face to sting with pain. She choked and coughed desperately, and then her consciousness beca sowhat unclear.
She only felt herself sinking into the sea at tis, then erging again, drinking a bellyful of cold seawater, not to ntion her head feeling dizzy.
Before fainting, she was still thinking about whether to take out the wooden plank from the space for this person to use, but then she passed out.
When she woke up, the first thing she saw was the gloomy sky. She was dazed for a while, suddenly thinking of sothing, and just as she was about to bounce up, a familiar voice held her down: "Don’t move, if you turn over, you’ll fall into the sea."
Turning her head to look, she was lying on a wooden plank. On the left was Young Master Runyu, and the man on the right, with a cold appearance and a calm deanor, was soone she hadn’t seen before.
"This is Prince Yi. If it weren’t for him saving you, I’m afraid I couldn’t have found you both either,"
Looking around, there were only the three of them. She opened her mouth to speak, but found her voice hoarse and dry: "Is it just the three of us?"
Shui Yixuan nodded, "It’s a coincidence. Last night, you both were washed near by a huge wave. Luckily, I was holding onto this plank, otherwise none of us could have saved each other. As for the others," he sighed, "let’s leave it to fate!"
They drifted for a whole night, unable to find a suitable place to stay. No matter how high their martial arts skills, in such cold conditions, accidents were likely to happen, especially since Zhuo Lin’s heavy cotton clothes had already been put away into the space by her. Wearing those clothes would only add weight, making it impossible to float.
Their lips were chapped, the seawater was salty and bitter, absolutely undrinkable. Jiang Xue was also anxious, faintly feeling her body repeatedly becoming hot and cold, fearing she had caught a cold. Looking closely at the two n, their thick outer clothes were also gone, their hair, like hers, battered by the waves into resembling kelp, with lumps of ice crusted on, looking very pitiful.
Although she was lying on the plank, the waves rose and fell, sotis covering her, but it was much better than the two n completely subrged in the seawater.
"How long have we been drifting like this?"
Beiming Yi wouldn’t answer her, though she had seen the true face beneath his golden mask, which was indeed handso, though not stunning. She even thought he wasn’t as attractive as Shui Yixuan’s looks, "It’s been a whole night. If we don’t find a place to land today, we’re all done for!"
Shui Yixuan’s words caused Jiang Xue’s brows to knit tightly. The vast sea was all she could see, and this cold weather reminded her of scenes from the "Titanic." Knowing that many at that ti didn’t drown but froze to death.
Their current situation was no better than in the movie.
The frustrating thing was, there was food and drink in the space, but she couldn’t take them out. Until the last mont, she truly didn’t want to expose her trump card.
It’s just that this sickly Prince Yi’s face doesn’t look good. Compared to the fatigued Young Master Runyu, he clearly has an unhealthy pallor.
"Hey, are you okay?" Jiang Xue hesitated, glancing at him, "Why don’t you co up, and I’ll go down. Your face doesn’t look very good."
Beiming Yi glanced at her coolly, saying in a cold voice: "No need."
Shui Yixuan shot him a glance: "Your legs are not in good shape, and Xue’er kindly offers to let you have a turn. You don’t have to stubbornly refuse and make yourself suffer. We’re like grasshoppers tied on the sa rope; only by helping each other can we last till the end. Get up there, before you ruin your good legs."
Beiming Yi’s piercing gaze swept over, and after Shui Yixuan snorted at him, he turned to look at Jiang Xue, "Are you really alright?"
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