Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 278 The Bride Dedicated to the Mountain God (68)

"Da da da--"

The horse spread out its four hooves and moved forward rapidly. The pedestrians along the road were afraid that they would be affected, so they moved to the sides and made room for a path.

Wen Yan sat behind Jiang Qiuchen, his arms tightly around her waist. The wind blew quickly, lifting Jiang Qiuchen's long hair and gently caressing Wen Yan's face.

They galloped all the way and arrived at Lingxiang Palace in the shortest time possible. Jiang Qiuchen got off the horse and led Wen Yan inside in a hurry.

Princess Lingxiang had already explained before that these two were honored guests of the Lingxiang Palace and that if they came they must be treated with courtesy and not neglected, so no one dared to stop them.

Instead, he understood the two men's purpose and guided them all the way.

After turning several winding corridors, they finally arrived at the courtyard where Gu Shaojing was. As soon as they entered the room, they saw Princess Lingxiang with red eyes crying, and the doctors who were already surrounding the bed, helpless.

"Princess, we are here!"

"We met Gu Xiao on the way back to the city. After learning about the situation, he rushed over immediately."

Jiang Qiuchen walked forward quickly and spoke before he even had time to catch his breath.

Seeing this familiar face, a glimmer of hope rekindled in the princess' heart, and she pulled the hands of the two men towards the bed.

"Great! Xiao'er rushed out of the house earlier, and I was worried that he would cause trouble, but I didn't expect that he would find you."

"Quick, show it to my Jing'er!"

"You useless people, get out of the way! Don't delay my son's life!"

Under the princess's stern expulsion, all the doctors retreated in panic, and Jiang Qiuchen and Wen Yan were able to take this opportunity to squeeze in.

In the slightly dim bedroom, Gu Shaojing lay quietly on the bed, as if he was in an endless sleep.

He had a handsome face, but at this moment he looked pale and weak, as if covered by frost and snow in the cold winter, with a trace of blood still remaining at the corner of his mouth.

His chest rose and fell faintly, and each breath seemed labored and heavy.

His shirt was slightly open, revealing skin corroded by toxins. The purple marks were like claw marks of the devil, ruthlessly devouring his vitality.

His battle robe was neatly folded aside, covered with dirt and grass. His sword was hung on the head of the bed. The pattern on the scabbard was a little worn, but it still exuded a sharp sword aura.

There was a strong smell of medicine around the bed, mixed with the slight moisture in the air and the fragrance of wood, giving people a heavy and depressing atmosphere.

Apart from the occasional sound of wind and the faint chirping of insects outside the window, there was no other sound.

The soldiers who once fought alongside him were now standing outside the door, their faces filled with worry and anxiety.

While in a coma, Gu Xiao’s dreams were still full of chaos and fighting.

Sometimes he was on a battlefield filled with smoke, swinging his sword to kill the enemies; sometimes he returned to the palace to reunite with his family. Every time he tried to capture those beautiful moments, the erosion of toxins would make him fall into a new round of pain.

"Wen Yan, are you sure you can cure this poison?"

Jiang Qiucheng leaned close to Wen Yan's ear and asked in a low voice.

After observing the wound, Wen Yan reached out and felt Gu Shaojing's pulse. After calming down and feeling it carefully, he said helplessly.

"If you give me more time, maybe there is a way to remove this poison."

"But time is running out right now. The herbs needed to detoxify the poison are rare and only available on the sacred mountain. I'm afraid we can't gather them all at once." "Acheng, I'll have to ask you to detoxify the poison. Once the poison wears off, I'll help heal his broken leg."

Wen Yan took a few steps back, providing Jiang Qiuchen with a wider space.

The situation was urgent and there was no room for affectation. Jiang Qiuchen ripped open Gu Shaojing's collar and, under the nervous gaze of everyone, dropped a drop of Tianyun Yaohua's medicine.

As soon as the light pink liquid came into contact with the wound, the dark purple color quickly dissipated like melting ice and snow.

"What kind of panacea is this? It works so quickly?"

"You should know that the poison in the prince's body is not an ordinary poison. It is extremely fierce. We are all helpless. I didn't expect that it could be neutralized in such a short time."

"It's amazing!"

……

The doctors not far away all had strange looks on their faces and whispered to each other.

Seeing that the situation was improving, the princess knew that Jiang Qiuchen and Wen Yan had a way to save people, so there was naturally no need for these ordinary doctors here.

He gave a look to his personal maid, indicating her to lead this group of people out.

Dongqing understood what he meant and immediately spoke to the other doctors.

"The diagnosis and treatment process requires silence and quietness."

"Although you doctors have worked hard to come to the mansion today, the reward you deserve will not be less. Please follow me."

Although these doctors did not play any substantial role, the Lingxiang Palace was wealthy and powerful and could not lack them.

Anyone with a discerning eye would know that this move was the palace trying to get rid of people, so they obediently followed Dong Qing's footsteps to collect their share of the reward money.

After the doctors left one after another, Gu Xiao, who had been rushing all the way, finally ran back to the mansion and rushed in shouting.

"How is it? How is it? Is big brother awake?!"

But before he could say a few words, the princess covered his mouth with force.

"Shh! Stop making noise! ​​Miss Jiang is helping your brother get rid of the poison!"

As soon as the princess finished speaking, Gu Shaojing on the bed opened his eyes slowly with trembling eyelashes.

Jiang Qiuchen was wiping the blood stains on Gu Shaojing's chest with a silk handkerchief. When she came to her senses, she met Gu Shaojing's cold gaze. She was startled and almost jumped away from his side.

After getting some distance between them, she couldn't help but take a breath. Although she had never been to the border of Lingzhou before, she had heard of Gu Shaojing's great reputation a long time ago.

The young general became famous in a battle many years ago, and he fought his way out of the chaos in several states on his own. Even after the disappearance of King Lingxiang, he was still able to maintain the stability of Lingzhou.

It is conceivable that those hands have long been stained with countless blood, and the number of souls killed is countless. Even if he is now seriously injured and bedridden, it is difficult to offset the evil spirit in his body.

As soon as he opened his eyes just now, Jiang Qiuchen felt an obvious murderous aura, which was tempered from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. It was not the usual petty fighting among thugs.

Under this gaze, Jiang Qiuchen instinctively wanted to keep his distance to ensure his own safety.

After regaining consciousness, Gu Shaojing quickly looked around. When he found that it was a familiar residence, his tense nerves relaxed and the murderous intent in his eyes diminished a lot.

He turned slightly and found that his mother and brother were also there. Jiang Qiuchen and Wen Yan were both women. Only then did he calm down completely.