The Prime Minister’s Daughter and the Marquis’s Fool – Chapter 93

The Arrow Has Poison On It

Qu Sheng’s party entered the Royal City in batches. They found an inn and, after settling in, sent a messenger to the palace that very night.

Originally, Qu Sheng had wanted Lin Xizhao and Cheng Xi to wait outside the city. However, due to their insistence, she had no choice but to let them stay by her side. With the guards drawn away, it wasn’t necessarily safe for them outside the Royal City either.

For now, the King of Haichao was still in the Royal Palace. The moment he left, the city’s military force would be transferred away.

The infectious disease that had broken out in the Royal City required no antidote; it would heal on its own in half a month. Furthermore, its transmission was on a decline. Those who contracted the illness later would have much milder symptoms than the first wave of patients, and eventually, the disease would disappear entirely.

Qu Sheng and her group had all taken a preventative medicine beforehand. Even if they were infected, they wouldn’t show any symptoms.

Tonight, Qu Sheng received news that the King of Haichao, fearing his departure would cause chaos in the city, had decided to leave with his personal guards in the dead of night.

Once the guards were out of the city, the military presence within the Royal City would be drastically reduced. The subordinates who had rebelled with Cheng Feng a few days prior had all been captured, so the city had already let down its guard.

The King of Haichao had no intention of taking Cheng Feng with him. In fact, he wanted to use the opportunity of the epidemic to let him die in the great prison¹.

Qu Ting had bribed the main prison staff in advance. Disguised as a team of prison guards, they prepared to extract their target without a sound.

At midnight, after receiving word that the king was about to depart, the palace guards assembled and left. Most of the staff at the great prison had also taken leave to recover from the illness, leaving less than a third of the original number of guards on duty.

Qu Ting’s group was brought in as replacements for a shift change. Due to the raging epidemic, everyone had their faces covered with white cloth veils. Though Qu Ting and his men were strangers, no one questioned them.

Xiao Bingying accompanied them, her eyes scanning the layout of the prison the moment she entered. There was a sentry post every ten steps. Qu Ting had said the forces here were already reduced; one could only imagine how heavily fortified it must have been before.

“Hey, you lot, what are you doing?” As Qu Ting and his group followed their guide into a room, someone inside immediately shouted.

They looked over at the prison guard who had been halfway through pouring a drink when he yelled at them. The man leading their group heard him and quickly smiled, lifting his white veil. “Brother Chai Cheng, it’s me.”

The prison guard glanced behind him. “Why did you bring so many people?”

“Isn’t the monarch leaving tonight? We mobilized a team just in case,” the man explained hurriedly.

The guard nodded, taking another look at the people behind him. “Have them patrol the vicinity.”

“Alright,” the man agreed. He turned to Qu Ting and the others. “I’ve already made the situation clear. Remember, do not speak with the prisoners.”

Qu Ting’s brow furrowed slightly. The plan was to replace these guards. How are we supposed to get him out like this?

“What are you standing around for? Get going,” the man urged, seeing Qu Ting remain motionless.

Qu Ting lowered his gaze for a moment, then raised a hand in a salute. He led his team away, splitting them into several smaller squads that began to disperse and patrol the area.

The arrangement tonight was supposed to be a simple replacement of some of the guards. It seemed the plan had changed. They needed to discuss whether they should take their target by force.

One large team split into four small squads. Xiao Bingying led one, Feng Qi led another, and Qu Ting and Zhao Jiayu’s guards each took a team.

Meanwhile, Qu Sheng was waiting outside the palace to provide support. They had agreed to be out within two hours of entering, but Qu Sheng waited for those two hours, and then longer, until the sky was about to brighten, and still saw no sign of Qu Ting’s group.

Just as her heart was becoming anxious as if on fire², Qu Ting emerged with his people.

Cheng Xi scanned the group, searching carefully, until she saw a figure being supported by others. She stared intently, and the moment their eyes met, tears streamed down her face.

“Gege³…” Cheng Xi’s eyelashes were instantly soaked as she cried with joy.

Qu Ting and the others heard her and followed her gaze toward Cheng Feng.

“Xi’er⁴,” Cheng Feng rasped. He could no longer walk; the only thing that had gotten him this far was his sheer will to see Cheng Xi again.

“Where’s Bingying?” Lin Xizhao, standing in the crowd, searched back and forth but couldn’t find any sign of Xiao Bingying.

Hearing Lin Xizhao’s words, Qu Sheng began to look as well. Qu Ting’s expression darkened. “Sheng-meimei⁵ didn’t make it out.”

“Why?” Qu Sheng didn’t understand. They had brought the person out so quietly, which clearly meant no force was used. How could Xiao Bingying alone have been left behind?

Qu Ting’s gaze dropped, his face tight with what looked like worry. The situation at the time simply hadn’t allowed for any other choice.

Cheng Feng had been drugged. The poison was already entering the bone marrow⁶. If he wasn’t brought out for immediate treatment, he would be dead by dawn.

It was Xiao Bingying who, seeing Cheng Feng lying on the floor while the prison guards were dozing, had noticed his purple lips and felt she had no choice but to use this inferior plan⁷.

For now, Xiao Bingying had managed to temporarily control the poison in Cheng Feng’s system. But if an antidote wasn’t administered within two hours, no one would be able to save him.

“Bingying-meimei told us to provide support at the West Gate tomorrow night. She said she’ll get out on her own,” Qu Ting relayed, though his tone suggested he didn’t quite believe Xiao Bingying could escape unscathed.

He remembered how Xiao Bingying had pleaded with him back then. It was a moment of unclear thinking that made him agree.

Worry simultaneously appeared on the faces of Qu Sheng and Lin Xizhao. Upon hearing her brother was poisoned, Cheng Xi’s heart was already anxious as if on fire. Now, learning that Xiao Bingying had been left behind in the prison, her heart twisted into a knot.

“Let’s get him to Doctor Liu first,” Qu Sheng said, her brow slightly furrowed.

This wasn’t the time for blame. Now that he was rescued, they had to save his life. They couldn’t let his condition worsen and make Xiao Bingying’s efforts go to waste.

The group returned to the inn, where Liu Wuxiang was waiting. Cheng Xi helped her brother into a room, and Liu Wuxiang quickly prepared an antidote. Xiao Bingying had never dabbled in poisons before, but she had learned a great deal from Liu Wuxiang over the past month.

If Xiao Bingying hadn’t known to use bloodletting⁸ as a treatment, Cheng Feng would likely already be dead.

They had managed to swap the person out, but now they had to figure out how to get out of the city. Cheng Feng wasn’t just poisoned; he had other injuries as well. The city gates were currently sealed, and the citizens were forbidden from leaving, which added significantly to their difficulties.

Lin Xizhao sat in the room she shared with Qu Sheng, her brow creased with worry. Although Qu Sheng was also concerned, she didn’t show it as openly as Lin Xizhao. Lin Xizhao kept her thoughts to herself, not wanting to disturb Qu Sheng’s state of mind. If something happened to Xiao Bingying, she would have a hard time explaining it to Zhao Jiayu.

“Jiejie⁹, don’t worry. Sheng’er¹⁰ will rescue Bingying-jiejie,” Qu Sheng said. She had already received a detailed account from Qu Ting about Xiao Bingying’s situation in the prison.

While inside, Cheng Feng had been disheveled and had also contracted the illness, so no one wanted to get near him. On top of that, he had been poisoned. As long as Xiao Bingying lay there and remained still, no one would go in to check on her.

Hearing this, Lin Xizhao’s brow relaxed for a moment. A slight smile touched her lips as she hummed a soft, “Mm.” She then asked, “When will we get them out of the city?”

Cheng Feng’s rescue hadn’t been discovered yet. But if Xiao Bingying came out tomorrow night, there would surely be pursuers, and they would search every house.

The city gates were locked because of the epidemic, and their infiltration team hadn’t made it out completely intact. The original plan to leave the city had to be temporarily shelved; they needed to come up with something else.

“Let’s wait a little longer. Third Brother has gone to figure something out,” Qu Sheng said. She already had a plan in mind, but it was a task for Qu Ting. Whether it would succeed depended entirely on him.

At that moment, Cheng Xi was by her brother’s side, barely leaving him for a second. The siblings were reunited, but one had been reduced to a tribute, and the other was covered in wounds.

Liu Wuxiang had treated Cheng Feng’s injuries. The brother and sister were still talking, each saddened by the other’s ordeal.

Around noon, Qu Ting returned with a newly carved jade seal¹¹.

It was an impression of the King of Haichao’s seal.

Qu Sheng took the seal to Cheng Xi and Cheng Feng and had them imitate the handwriting of Cheng Wei, the King of Haichao, and write down the words she dictated.

Cheng Feng tried to get up, but Cheng Xi gently pressed him down. “Let me do it.”

Cheng Xi’s handwriting was elegant and neat, while Cheng Wei’s was bold and unrestrained. Nevertheless, Cheng Xi managed to imitate it perfectly.

Qu Sheng stared at the writing, then looked up, sizing up Cheng Xi. Cheng Feng glanced at it as well and nodded. “Xi’er is as clever as ever.”

Cheng Feng’s praise made Cheng Xi press her lips together without a word. She looked at Qu Sheng and handed the Royal Order¹² back to her.

“Get ready. We’ll send you out of the city in half an hour,” Qu Sheng said, her tone flat. Though she was observing Cheng Xi, her voice showed no fluctuation.

Cheng Xi nodded. Just as Qu Sheng was about to leave, she asked, “Will Bingying really be okay?”

Qu Sheng paused and turned slightly, glancing at Cheng Xi from the corner of her eye. “I don’t know.”

Qu Sheng couldn’t be certain that Xiao Bingying was completely safe in the prison. She didn’t doubt Xiao Bingying’s martial skills, but with so many guards in the prison, she couldn’t be entirely at ease about her personal safety.

After speaking, Qu Sheng left the room. Cheng Xi watched her go, then stood with her eyes lowered and her brow slightly furrowed, lost in thought.

“Xi’er, are you and Miss Xiao very close?”

When Cheng Xi first heard that it was Xiao Bingying who had taken Cheng Feng’s place, her face was filled with worry. Now, hearing his sister ask again and seeing her reaction, Cheng Feng couldn’t help but inquire.

Cheng Xi looked at her brother, the worry in her eyes receding slightly. “She is very good to me.”

If Xiao Bingying didn’t care for Cheng Xi, she wouldn’t have risked her life alone to rescue Cheng Feng. Such a life-for-a-life action couldn’t be explained away by just being ‘good to her’.

Seeing that his sister was unwilling to say more, Cheng Feng didn’t press the matter. He now knew that the place the Tiansheng Emperor had bestowed upon Cheng Xi was the Xiao Family estate, and Xiao Bingying was the Xiao Family’s eldest daughter of the legal wife¹³.

Half an hour later.

In the back courtyard of the inn, Cheng Xi and the others watched as Cheng Feng was helped into a carriage. Lin Xizhao was sent into another, to be escorted out by Feng Qi.

“You’re not leaving?” Qu Sheng asked, looking at Cheng Xi, who stood to the side, reluctant to get into the carriage.

Cheng Xi turned to look at Qu Sheng and, after a moment, said, “I want to go with you to meet Bingying.”

Everyone turned to look at Cheng Xi. From inside the carriage, Lin Xizhao lifted the curtain, her expression also one of confusion. She was leaving with Cheng Feng’s group only because she had no martial arts and didn’t want to be a burden. But Cheng Xi didn’t know martial arts either.

“Give her a sword,” Qu Sheng said to a guard behind her.

The guard walked around to the front of Cheng Xi and handed his own sword to her.

Lin Xizhao watched the way Cheng Xi held the sword, noting how its weight seemed to have no effect on her at all. Her gaze lingered for a moment before shifting to Qu Sheng.

Qu Sheng noticed Lin Xizhao’s gaze and the corners of her lips curved up. She took a few steps forward and, catching Lin Xizhao completely off guard, stole a kiss from her lips.

Lin Xizhao was completely unprepared and, just as Qu Sheng had expected, froze in place.

Qu Sheng’s lips curled into a smile. “Protect yourself,” she murmured. “I’ll join Jiejie as soon as I get out of the city.”

The onlookers showed no surprise or doubt. Qu Ting and Qian Shuangying, in particular, pretended not to see, averting their gazes elsewhere.

Seeing Lin Xizhao’s blushing cheeks, Qu Sheng’s mood lifted immensely. Shielding her from everyone’s view, she slowly lowered the carriage curtain.

Using the forged Royal Order, the two carriages were dispatched and successfully passed through the city gate. But this method could only be used once; they would have to think of another way out that evening.

At the beginning of the fourth watch, Qu Sheng and her group, dressed in night-traveling clothes¹⁴, waited near the Royal Palace’s West Gate to meet Xiao Bingying.

They weren’t entirely without support inside. The man who had led Qu Ting’s group in earlier now came out to pass on a message. Xiao Bingying would arrive at the gate at the fourth quarter of the fourth watch. After that, his job would be done, and he would have no further connection to Qu Sheng’s group.

Qu Ting gave the man the generous payment they had prepared.

Cheng Xi gripped the sword in her hand, her gaze fixed on the now-closed West Gate of the palace after the man had left.

At the fourth quarter of the fourth watch, the palace gate creaked open. Dressed in the uniform of a minor prison officer, Xiao Bingying emerged from a small gap in the gate. After bowing to the person behind her, she walked out.

The moment Cheng Xi saw her posture, she knew it was Xiao Bingying. She couldn’t stop herself from taking half a step forward.

Qu Sheng and Qu Ting heard the movement and glanced back. “Don’t be hasty,” Qu Sheng said. “Let her come to us.”

They were still some distance from the palace wall, and there were patrolling guards on top. They couldn’t risk revealing themselves so easily.

Xiao Bingying walked slowly forward. She glanced left and right at the empty street, then looked back at the city wall.

The guards on the wall had already seen her. Her exit had been unobstructed, but the cell where Cheng Feng was held was now empty. She wasn’t sure when the guards would discover the discrepancy, but for now, she couldn’t make direct contact with Qu Sheng’s group.

Xiao Bingying started walking north.

Just as Qu Ting was about to call out to her, Qu Sheng stopped him.

“Wait a moment.” Qu Sheng’s eyes were fixed on the guards on the wall, her gaze never leaving Xiao Bingying’s figure. For some reason, she felt that Xiao Bingying was already being watched.

Qu Ting held back, now also sensing that something was wrong. He looked at Qu Sheng and whispered, “What do we do?”

“Don’t rush. Let’s wait.” Qu Sheng’s group remained hidden. They watched as Xiao Bingying walked for a while, and soon enough, a group of people began to follow her.

Qu Sheng watched them tailing Xiao Bingying, her brow slowly furrowing.

Xiao Bingying, seemingly unaware, continued walking. She wasn’t familiar with this area, but she vaguely remembered from the daytime that she could quickly reach the alleyways¹⁵ from here.

She couldn’t handle a large group, but if they entered an alleyway, their numbers would be a hindrance, giving her an advantage and a chance to escape. Besides, the fact that Qu Sheng and the others hadn’t appeared must mean they had also noticed the problem.

After walking for two quarters of an hour, Xiao Bingying reached the entrance of a narrow alleyway. She took off her black cloak and hat and turned to face her pursuers.

The alleyway was long and narrow. If they didn’t want to lose her, they had to follow her in. Now that she had stopped, they tried to pretend they were just passersby. But Xiao Bingying stood her ground, forcing them to walk past her with feigned indifference.

As the men passed her and walked a few steps further, they turned back to find that Xiao Bingying had vanished.

Unable to see her, they became like ants on a hot pan¹⁶, frantically looking around before splitting up to search.

Once they were gone, Xiao Bingying emerged from a pile of straw next to a doorway at the mouth of the alley. She looked at the now-empty passage, considered her options for a moment, and decided to head back to the inn first.

Xiao Bingying remembered the way. As she neared the inn, she felt she was still being followed. When she turned around again, Qu Sheng was standing behind her.

“Xiao Sheng’er?” Xiao Bingying asked in a low voice.

Qu Sheng looked up at her, then glanced behind them as she walked past. Xiao Bingying hadn’t completely shaken them off. Not only were they still on her tail, but their numbers had multiplied several times over.

Their people had already left the inn. The plan was to break through the city gate as soon as they picked up Xiao Bingying. But now that she was being followed, it meant the palace already knew about Cheng Feng’s escape.

These people were holding back, hoping Xiao Bingying would lead them to Cheng Feng.

Xiao Bingying glanced back and immediately became vigilant.

“Follow me.”

Xiao Bingying lowered her gaze for a second, then fell in step behind Qu Sheng. The two of them walked right past the inn’s entrance. The Royal City of Haichao had a curfew¹⁷. For Xiao Bingying to be out on the streets in the middle of the night, and to suddenly be joined by another person, was enough to make her abandon the idea of entering the inn. These people weren’t fools; they would know Qu Sheng and Xiao Bingying were together.

By walking past the inn without entering, Xiao Bingying had already aroused their suspicion. Taking advantage of the fact that some of the pursuers had split off to search the inn, Qu Sheng led Xiao Bingying from a slow walk to a brisk pace, and then into a run…

They managed to lose their pursuers for half a street. As they rounded a corner, they saw the rest of their group waiting for them.

Seeing Xiao Bingying, Cheng Xi immediately went forward and handed her the reins of a horse.

“Get on. We’re leaving the city now,” Qu Sheng said in a hushed voice.

Xiao Bingying looked down at the reins in her hand, then at Cheng Xi. Cheng Xi nodded. “Get on the horse first. We can talk after we’re out of the city.”

Xiao Bingying glanced at the others and didn’t hesitate any longer. As soon as she was on the horse, Qu Sheng spurred her own mount forward, leading the charge toward the East Gate, the most weakly defended point in the Royal City of Haichao.

Not far beyond that gate lay mountains and forests, making it easy to evade pursuers.

They galloped through the city, kicking up clouds of dust. Apart from the thunder of hooves and the cracking of whips, no one made a sound.

But the hoofbeats were too loud. The men searching the inn all came out and gave chase.

When they reached the city gate, Qu Ting rode a few steps ahead. “By order of the King, we are to leave the city on official business! Open the gates at once!”

The few soldiers guarding the gate looked confused. Their king had already left the city, and right now, entry was permitted but exit was forbidden. Where could this royal order have come from?

Without asking questions, the guards drew their swords. “Who are you thieves, daring to forge a royal order? Dismount at once!”

Qu Sheng shot them a cold glance. She knew, of course, that shouting this in the middle of the night wouldn’t get them to open the gate. Her goal wasn’t to trick them, but to lure out their commander.

Qu Ting and the others sat on their horses, their eyes fixed on the guard tower.

The soldiers continued to brandish their swords. After a brief standoff, someone emerged from the tower.

Without hesitation, Qu Ting and his men flew forward, pressing a blade directly against the neck of the man coming down from the tower.

“Tell them to open the gate,” Qu Ting said coldly.

“Who are you people? How dare you cause such a scene!”

Qu Ting had no time for his nonsense. He pressed his double-edged sword a little deeper against the man’s throat. He cried out at the pain, “Don’t, don’t, don’t! I’ll open it, I’ll open it, I’ll have them open the gate.”

“Hurry up,” Qu Ting ordered, easing the pressure slightly and turning the man to face the gate.

The commander immediately raised his hand and yelled at his subordinates, “Hurry up and open the gate!”

The soldiers hesitated. Just then, the group that had been following Xiao Bingying arrived.

Seeing this, Qu Sheng flew off her horse, severed the commander’s arm in a single motion, and stared at the gatekeepers with a vicious look. “Open the gate.”

Seeing their commander lose an arm, the soldiers’ hesitation vanished, replaced by terror. The commander, held at swordpoint by Qu Ting, screamed in agony, “You want to watch this old man¹⁸ die?! Open the damn gate!”

The soldiers panicked. One ran towards the gate, and the others followed.

The gate was heavy and required more than a dozen men to open. The moment they pushed it open, the pursuers from behind caught up.

“Those are important criminals of the state! Close the gate, quickly!” a man on horseback shouted before he even got close.

The gate was now wide open. Qu Sheng and her group spurred their horses forward without a moment’s hesitation. Qu Ting, seeing that everyone was through, tossed the commander aside and mounted his own horse.

The gatekeepers heard the shout and immediately tried to close the gate again. But as Qu Sheng galloped past, she swung her sword, slicing off the arms of several soldiers. The others, terrified, scrambled backward.

The group made it out of the gate smoothly, but they hadn’t shaken their pursuers. The chase continued outside the city.

They rode hard. Although they knew where Lin Xizhao and the others were, they didn’t dare lead the pursuers to them.

If they hadn’t acted decisively and broken through the gate, they would have been trapped and eventually surrounded. Now that they were out, although they were still being chased, they had many more options.

Qu Sheng led the way, turning her horse toward the mountains and forests to the northeast, outside the city.

The pursuers were relentless. Qu Sheng glanced back, then ordered her group to split up. The mountain forest was rugged and dark. They divided into two teams.

Qu Sheng and Qu Ting each led one.

Qu Sheng took Xiao Bingying and Cheng Xi, while Qu Ting took his wife and the remaining people.

“Stay close to me,” Qu Sheng said, cracking her whip and glancing back at Xiao Bingying and Cheng Xi.

Xiao Bingying and Cheng Xi looked up, then at each other. Just as Xiao Bingying was about to turn her gaze forward, an arrow whistled past her ear. She leaned to the side, dodging it.

Qu Sheng sensed it too. She looked back. “The pursuers are catching up. We’ll dismount soon and follow me up.”

There was a steep peak ahead that the horses couldn’t climb.

“Alright!” Xiao Bingying replied with a nod.

The guards with them were deflecting arrows from behind, but soon, several of them were struck by the dense volley and fell.

After riding for the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, they reached the base of the mountain. Qu Sheng dismounted, and the others followed her, leaping up the cliff face.

After getting off her horse, Xiao Bingying immediately went to Cheng Xi’s side and, without a word, lifted her onto her back. Before Cheng Xi could protest, Xiao Bingying was already carrying her up the steep cliff.

Qu Sheng glanced down and, seeing that everyone was following, continued to climb. But as they neared the summit, the archers below caught up.

A rain of arrows once again shot towards them. Qu Sheng clung to a protruding rock with one hand while deflecting arrows with her sword in the other. Once she reached the top, she lay flat against the rock and reached down to pull up Xiao Bingying and the others.

One by one, people were pulled to safety. But Xiao Bingying, burdened with Cheng Xi, was slightly slower.

“I can do it myself,” Cheng Xi kept saying into Xiao Bingying’s ear, but Xiao Bingying paid her no mind.

Just as she handed Cheng Xi over to Qu Sheng and was about to pull herself up, an arrow forced them to let go of each other’s hands.

Xiao Bingying released Qu Sheng’s hand to avoid them both being hit, but the rock under her foot crumbled, and she began to slide down.

Seeing this, Cheng Xi didn’t hesitate for a second. She went back down and grabbed hold of Xiao Bingying, who had slipped halfway down the mountain.

Xiao Bingying was stunned by Cheng Xi’s agile movements, but there was no time for questions.

Once Cheng Xi had a firm grip on Xiao Bingying, they began to climb again. When they neared the top, Xiao Bingying told Qu Sheng to pull Cheng Xi up first.

“Pull Bingying up first,” Cheng Xi said, climbing a step higher. She looked up at Qu Sheng, who was waiting with her hand outstretched for them to get a little closer.

Qu Sheng didn’t waver because of their argument. She extended her hand toward Cheng Xi.

Arrows continued to fly from below. Qu Sheng had already ordered the guards on top to throw rocks down, but it was too dark, and they were essentially blind, hurling them down randomly.

The men below, after the imprecise rockfall, moved to a safer distance and continued to shoot upwards.

Just as Qu Sheng grabbed Cheng Xi’s hand and was about to pull her up, an arrow shot towards Cheng Xi’s back. The faint moonlight glinted off its tip. In that moment of a thousand jun hanging by a single hair¹⁹, Xiao Bingying, with a sudden burst of strength, threw herself in front of Cheng Xi to block the arrow.

The arrow struck Xiao Bingying in the shoulder, and her arm immediately went limp. She thought she would fall, but Cheng Xi reached out and caught her.

Suddenly bearing the weight of two people, Qu Sheng was nearly pulled off the edge. The guards rushed to grab hold of Qu Sheng, and together they slowly hauled the two of them up from the cliff face.

Once Xiao Bingying was safely on top, Qu Sheng moved to pull the arrow from her shoulder, but Cheng Xi stared at the wound and stopped her. “Don’t touch her yet.”

Qu Sheng looked at her doubtfully. Although she couldn’t see the color of Xiao Bingying’s lips clearly, Cheng Xi had already noticed something was wrong.

It wasn’t just Xiao Bingying’s arm that felt weak; her whole body was going limp.

“The arrow has poison on it,” Cheng Xi said with certainty after examining the wound in the moonlight.

Xiao Bingying turned her head, trying with difficulty to see the wound on her shoulder, but then she heard Cheng Xi’s frantic and anxious voice. “Don’t move. Wait for me to find the antidote. I’ll be right back.”

Qu Sheng looked at Xiao Bingying’s now-purple lips and saw that Cheng Xi’s grave expression was no lie. She suddenly remembered Liu Wuxiang saying his disciple could also treat her eyes.

Could it be that person wasn’t Cheng Feng, but Cheng Xi?

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The author has something to say:

Qu Sheng: “Witnessing a bitter and sorrowful love.”

Xiao Bingying: “……”

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