The rain had co suddenly and left just as quickly.
By the ti Pei Jue carried Feng Yun out, the torrential downpour had already stopped.
A group of guards waiting outside the cave were all drenched like drowned rats, now lighting a fire to dry their clothes.
No one spoke, and as they watched the General carefully wrapping the lady before carrying her out, everyone averted their eyes.
Only Ao Qi stepped forward, concern showing in his eyes.
The lady’s long black hair dangled from the crook of his arm, only revealing a small part of her face, which was pale and indistinct as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.
"Uncle..." Ao Qi began, "Is everything alright?"
Pei Jue: "She’s suffered so minor injuries."
Ao Qi scrutinized his expression, trying to find clues, but Pei Jue’s face was impassive, revealing nothing. He could only guess what had happened between the two during their long ti in the cave...
The mountain soil was deep, wet, and slippery.
The rescue teams descending the mountain were three in number, and they encountered another party on the mountain path.
Everyone was on foot, as the terrain and the roads were impassable for vehicles.
Ao Qi looked at Pei Jue several tis, mustering the courage.
"Uncle must be tired, shouldn’t I..."
Pei Jue: "Lead the way ahead."
Ao Qi’s throat tightened slightly, and he managed a barely audible reply before leading the way with a ring-headed saber, chopping down any brambles or branches in their path as if to vent his frustration onto them...
Birds sang in the mountains after the rain.
When Feng Yun gradually regained consciousness, her body felt light but her head was heavy, as if trapped in a furnace, unable to move and sweating all over.
She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were unusually heavy...
"Hold on a little longer." A familiar voice ca from overhead.
"We’re almost at Xinzhou."
A hint of gentleness.
Feng Yun’s eyelids fluttered but she made no sound.
Pei Jue’s emotions were always contradictory.
She did not understand.
And she had no strength to understand.
Her body relaxed gradually, her head felt as heavy as if it were two, an agony like having died once, but without the burning thirst she felt in the cave.
Rocked by the motion of the carriage, she drifted back into deep sleep.
"Poor thing." Puyang Jiu sat cross-legged on a small bench in the carriage, looking at the lady in Pei Jue’s arms and shook his head.
"It seems she doesn’t trust , didn’t properly incorporate the prescription I prepared."
Pei Jue looked down at the rosy face in his arms.
"Is it serious?"
Puyang Jiu ditated, then after a long mont raised his eyelids.
"Hard to say..."
Seeing a cold light flash in Pei Jue’s eyes, he sighed, "Glaring at won’t help. I told you when she was first poisoned, the dicine is extrely potent and she’ll need a long ti to recover. Obviously, she didn’t take it seriously and didn’t take my prescription..."
Puyang Jiu was sowhat displeased.
He thought Feng Yun did not acknowledge his dical skills.
Little did he know, Feng Yun simply did not want to endure the hardships of childbirth and the pain of losing a child ever again; she did not wish to recover...
"Could the drug’s remnants last so long? I usually see no sign of it." Pei Jue said, then furrowed his brows as if suddenly rembering sothing.
Lately, Lady Yun did indeed provoke him ti and again; could it be related to the residual poison in her body? Hence, it’s not that there were no signs of it.
"Of course." Puyang Jiu looked at him with a knowing expression, moved closer, and barely touched Feng Yun’s foot when Pei Jue kicked out at him.
Puyang Jiu hissed in pain, cursing.
"Forsaking friends for a glimpse of beauty. Forget it, it’s better left unsaid."
Pei Jue: "Speak."
Puyang Jiu rolled his eyes, pondered for a mont, and asked in a raspy voice, "Did you say that she first broke out in bumps all over her body, and then had that out-of-character reaction?"
Pei Jue humd an affirmation.
Listening to Puyang Jiu’s questions, his thoughts drifted not to the bumps but to that tight, soft, seductive rouge blush of buds about to bloom...
"Wangzhi." Puyang Jiu cut into his thoughts, stroking an imaginary beard, pondering sothing with furrowed brows, then nodded after a long while.
"Last ti, when the drug’s effects manifested, she leaped into Changhe, this ti she fell into Han Pool, could it be the shock from the cold water awakened so familiar mory?"
Pei Jue: ...
What kind of poison is so powerful and even has a mory?
"Quack doctor."
Annoyed and perplexed, Puyang Jiu stated, "There’s definitely lingering poison that hasn’t been cleared, aggravated by sothing, I can’t pinpoint it now, but it doesn’t affect the outco..."
Pei Jue: "What outco?"
Puyang Jiu glanced at him, "Your delicate wife will likely live with this poison for a considerably long ti to co. You’re lucky if, when the poison acts up, you happen to be by her side. But if you’re unfortunate and it happens when soone else is with her..."
"Can’t this poison be cured?"
He asked seriously, so Puyang Jiu straightened up a bit, more solemnly:
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