Chapter 88: Chapter 84: After Finally Falling for Someone, You Made Me Lose So Completely

After countless turns, Shen Jingxian’s blindfold was finally removed. What came into view was an opulently decorated mansion.

?

Is this a village?

Shen Jingxian’s eyes were filled with so much surprise that Qi Qi took the initiative to explain, “My dear, don’t be misled by my appearance; I do have a bit of money.”

? Is this yours?

Looking at the setting that almost rivaled her Yi Fen Palace, Shen Jingxian had to redefine what “a bit of money” meant.

Song Yan, on the other hand, looked completely calm, perhaps having already guessed that these kidnappers were no ordinary people, or simply refusing to be underestimated.

Being somewhat directionally challenged, Shen Jingxian couldn’t remember where she had been taken, only that she was eventually brought to a door. From inside, the smell of medicine faintly wafted out, indicating to her that they had arrived.

Song Yan seemed to be reaching her limit.

Without saying more, Qi Qi went inside and concocted a bowl of medicine, intending to feed it to Song Yan. However, as the medicine approached her lips, Song Yan turned her head away, clearly unwilling to drink something of unknown origin.

Qi Qi’s expression visibly darkened, “What does the lady mean by this?”

Understanding Song Yan’s concerns, Shen Jingxian stepped forward, took the medicine from Qi Qi’s hand, and said naturally, “Sister Song Yan, I know you’re afraid the medicine is bitter, but with your condition, only drinking medicine will help. How about I taste it for you first to see if it’s bitter?”

With that, Shen Jingxian pretended to drink the medicine. Sure enough, Qi Qi stopped her, saying, “Dear, don’t drink it. This medicine has side effects for those who aren’t injured.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Jingxian displayed a look of regret and said, “But my sister isn’t afraid of pain or fatigue; she just has a particular fear of bitterness. If I don’t taste it, she absolutely won’t agree to drink it.”

After hearing Shen Jingxian’s words, Qi Qi began to ponder, his expression unreadable but slightly intimidating.

Shen Jingxian couldn’t help but feel her heart leap with anxiety.

Her unease peaked when she saw Qi Qi draw a sword from his waist.

Did this mean she and Song Yan were doomed today? But Song Yan is the protagonist—how could something happen to her?

She herself is a major antagonist and can’t possibly die in a place like this.

Yes, the plot change she had been dreaming of had finally come true, but what had she gained? Death.

She was wrong. She really was wrong. She should have never gone out with Song Yan. If she hadn’t, she wouldn’t have drunk the sweet milk. If she hadn’t drunk the sweet milk, she wouldn’t have been knocked out, and she wouldn’t have ended up in such a miserable place. If she hadn’t wound up in such a miserable place, she wouldn’t be dead… Dead?

Before Shen Jingxian could finish her remorse, she saw Qi Qi cut his own hand with the sword he had drawn.

That cut was no joke, as blood quickly flowed from Qi Qi’s wound, dripping onto the floor. Shen Jingxian could even distinctly hear the sound of the blood hitting the wooden floor, amplified by gravity.

She hadn’t quite grasped why Qi Qi had suddenly injured himself when he took the bowl of medicine from her and drank a mouthful. Before long, the blood stopped flowing from his hand.

During this, Qi Qi did not forget to say to Song Yan, “The medicine is not bitter.”

Shen Jingxian was dumbfounded.

This medicine’s blood-clotting ability was truly powerful.

Almost as effective as a hemostatic injection.

At the same time, Shen Jingxian also realized that Qi Qi’s warning about the medicine’s side effects for those uninjured must be true; otherwise, why would he cut himself deliberately?

She felt guilty for having doubted Qi Qi earlier.

Seeing this scene, Song Yan was somewhat moved. Her master was friends with the Medical Saint, so she had seen the Medical Saint save people before.

When Qi Qi had drawn his sword and cut himself just now, Song Yan saw a shadow of that person in him.

Healing the world, flesh growing on barren bones.

Looking at the medicine handed back to her, Song Yan asked only one question, “Does it hurt?”

Qi Qi’s expression remained unchanged, but his words were truthful, “Yes, it hurts.”

Not understanding the silent communication between the two, Shen Jingxian only saw Song Yan drink the medicine without hesitation after hearing that answer.

What followed was Qi Qi’s treatment, rejoining the fractured bone was no simple task. Shen Jingxian saw Qi Qi cut open Song Yan’s leg with a knife… and then she couldn’t watch any further.

Shen Jingxian couldn’t bear to see it; if she did, she would feel pain herself.

So she turned away, listening to the occasional sounds behind her, her heart pounding in her chest.

After what felt like three centuries, the noise behind her finally ceased.

When Shen Jingxian turned back, she saw a new palm-length scar on Song Yan’s leg, sewn together in a centipede-like manner, looking quite frightening.

Seeing Shen Jingxian’s gaze, Song Yan naturally lowered her clothes to cover the scar, whispering, “Don’t look, it’s ugly.”

Shen Jingxian felt a pang of bitterness in her heart; being the protagonist was truly no easy task. She was about to embrace Song Yan in a grand gesture of unity between protagonist and side character when suddenly a person appeared beside her.

“Dear! You’re mine, hahaha!”

Oh, she almost forgot; there was still this silly guy.

Excited, Qi Qi was about to take Shen Jingxian to meet his boss.

Shen Jingxian curiously asked, had the boss returned?

Qi Qi replied that the one she had met earlier was only his elder brother; the boss he served had someone else entirely.

The two of them climbed to the top of the pavilion, reaching nearly the height of ten floors. Shen Jingxian was almost out of breath when she finally heard Qi Qi respectfully say beside her, “Master, Qi Qi requests an audience with family.”

There was no response for a long time from the room, nor any sound; Shen Jingxian dared not move nor speak casually.

The men who could become part of the protagonist’s harem were not simple.

Shen Jingxian was now absolutely certain that the person in the room before her was likely the Pavilion Master of Guihun Pavilion.

“Come in.”

Upon receiving permission, Qi Qi led Shen Jingxian inside.

Yu Qin, the Pavilion Master of Guihun Pavilion, was just as described in the novel. Due to an old ailment, he rarely went out. His skin was pale, his appearance exceedingly beautiful, almost androgynous. Though he seemed weak, he was like a venomous snake, unpredictable and lethal.

But even such a dangerous man was stunned when he saw Shen Jingxian.

He had never seen such a beautiful woman.

“Would the lady be willing to marry me as my wife?”

Before Yu Qin’s mind could catch up, his mouth had already spoken his true desire.

He gazed steadily at the woman he fell in love with at first sight, waiting for her answer.

But a bothersome voice interrupted.

“Master, she’s already my wife.”

In an instant, Yu Qin couldn’t describe the taste in his heart, only that something seemed lodged in his throat, refusing to budge.

After finally falling in love, he lost so thoroughly. Yu Qin’s heart ached as if being cut by a knife until he coughed up a mouthful of black, aged phlegm.

Looking at the black, filthy substance, an absurd idea exploded in Shen Jingxian’s mind.

In the original text, a sign of Yu Qin being cured was spitting out black phlegm.

Could he be cured now…?

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