Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Inside the Medicine King Valley, the whiskers of the Little Ginseng swayed in the air. âHey, if you like someone, just admit it. Why are you being so awkward?â
âI didnât.â Su Yingxue said coldly.
She had calmed down these past few days, and she no longer deliberately thought of anything.
âBut that Your Highness is handsome!â The Little Ginseng couldnât hide its fondness for good looks.
After living for thousands of years, it had seen countless people, dogs, and grass, but Chu Yihan was the most pleasing to its eyes.
It would be a pity if Su Yingxue didnât get to see him every day.
âIf you like it, go and see it yourself.â Su Yingxue opened her eyes after she finished preparing the medicine.
She opened the door and called out, âZi Wei.â
A man dressed in black swiftly appeared before her. He didnât utter a word, but a deep purple hue at the corner of his eyes revealed his presence.
It was a full moon night, and his expression seemed normal as usual, except for his increasingly pale lips, which confirmed Su Yingxueâs suspicion. âTonight, the poison will flare up. Drink this medicine and rest well for the night.â
Zi Wei glanced at the medicine and said, âIâm not drinking.â
âWhy?â Su Yingxue grabbed his hand, and the prominent veins and the black discoloration on his arm were clear signs that the poison was acting up.
He was enduring great pain.
âYou are in great danger,â Zi Wei said calmly.
Su Yingxue forcefully placed the medicine bowl into his hands. âItâs just for one night. I wonât die, but I donât want you to suffer this pain. The more the poison flares up, the harder it will be for me to save you.â
The poison in his body was highly potent, and if not for his powerful martial arts skills and deep inner strength, he would have died already.
At present, he was holding on, and for Su Yingxue to save him, she had to minimize the frequency of the poison flaring up and gradually heal his body.
Zi Wei put the medicine bowl down and refused to drink it.
Su Yingxue picked up the medicine again, but he retreated. âTonight, itâs dangerous.â
âYou are currently experiencing the poison flare-up. Even if Iâm in danger, you wonât be able to protect me. Drink the medicine quickly,â Su Yingxue urged him.
Zi Wei, as the number one assassin of the Silver Moon Pavilion, was exceptionally sensitive to auras. He could sense the danger surrounding Su Yingxue. He absolutely couldnât drink the medicine and fall asleep, losing his ability to protect her.
Su Yingxue didnât possess such a heightened perception. She beckoned him with a wave of her hand. âCome here, I want to tell you something.â
Zi Wei stood still. âSpeak.â
âCome closer! Itâs a secret that only the two of us can hear,â Su Yingxue said, using a playful tone and winking at Zi Wei.
Zi Weiâs mind wavered, and he lowered his head.
Her beauty had startled him.
Su Yingxue continued to entice him, âHurry up and come over! 1 have something important to tell you!â
Zi Weiâs face unconsciously reddened, and he lowered his head, taking a few steps toward Su Yingxue. But as soon as he raised his head, Su Yingxue swiftly stabbed two needles into his neck and forcefully poured the medicine into his mouth.
Zi Weiâs body immediately went weak, and he struggled to vomit out the medicine. Su Yingxue firmly held his hand. âWhy are you so stubborn? I said Iâll save you, so I will! Youâre not allowed to die in front of me!â
âItâs⦠dangerous!â Zi Wei struggled, but he couldnât resist the strong effect of the medicine Su Yingxue had administered. Before long, his body turned weak, and he fell into drowsiness.
Su Yingxue dragged him onto the bed, covered him with a blanket, and gently patted his emaciated face. âDonât worry about me. Itâs just one night. Rest well. Assassins are humans too. You need to take care of your body to protect your master.â
Su Yingxueâs lips curled up, revealing a sweet smile.
Zi Weiâs heart skipped a beat..