My Lord, your wife is spreading rumors about you again.

Chapter 85: Soul-Separation Nightmare

Although "you" Zhang Zhi was skeptical, he still did as he was told.

Shan Cha knelt beside Ming Li, took out a small knife she carried with her, exposed her left wrist, and cut it very skillfully. That wrist was covered with scars, old scars stacked on top of new scars, as if there was no end.

The knife drew blood. Shan Cha did not dare to slow down and quickly smeared the blood on both sides of Ming Li's eyes, and fed her a few drops to drink.

While she was doing it, she explained to Zhang Zhi.

"Your Highness must have many questions, but unfortunately, I don't know much. The symptoms of the second girl are exactly the same as those of my girl. Whenever she sees a damp, dark, or bloody place, she will have difficulty breathing, a faster heartbeat, trembling hands, and frequent cold sweats, as if she is trapped in a nightmare and cannot wake up no matter how much you shout. Later, my girl met a fortune-teller who said that this was a congenital curse, and that it was because her parents and ancestors had committed too many sins, so the retribution fell on the child. Whenever the disease occurs, just smear the end of the eye with the blood of a living person, and then feed a few drops, and it will be relieved immediately."

"But it seems like this is the first time for the second young lady to do this. I saw that she didn't react at all when she cut off Zhou Shu's head in the Earl of Yong'an's mansion last time." Sure enough, after feeding a few drops of blood, Mingli's trembling hands gradually calmed down. Shancha breathed a sigh of relief and pulled down her sleeves to cover the wound.

Zhang Zhi walked over quickly and held Mingli in his arms. He looked at Shancha's wrist and asked, "Are all these scars from taking blood from your daughter?"

"Yes." Shancha nodded and continued, "I remember that my daughter was eleven years old when she suddenly got sick in the morning. Later, it would recur irregularly. The trick of applying blood and feeding blood was very effective at first, but the effect gradually decreased after a year. She needed to drink more and more blood each time she got sick. Until she married into the Zhou family and left the Ming family, she never had such a situation again."

Zhang Zhi frowned. He was not well versed in medicine, but such a strange disease was unheard of.

He asked again: "This disease has no name?"

"Name." Shan Cha thought for a moment and answered, "Back then, the half-immortal called this disease 'Soul-Separation Nightmare'."

"Cough cough cough cough."

Mingli coughed and gasped a few times. Zhang Zhi saw that she was about to wake up, so he quickly used his sleeve to wipe the two bloodstains at the corners of her eyes. He asked softly, "How are you? Are you feeling any discomfort?"

"What's wrong with me?" Mingli had a splitting headache. She raised her hand and was about to slap her head twice, but Zhang Zhi grabbed her hand. He put his hands on her temples, rubbed them gently, and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Mingli nodded slightly. She vaguely remembered seeing a little girl in blue, who was in pain, and a woman in pink, who seemed to be dead. As for the others, she couldn't remember them at all.

As she recalled, her tongue circled in her mouth, and there was a strong taste of blood. She raised her eyes, glanced at Shancha in front of her, and asked with a smile: "Have you figured it out?"

"Well, I figured it out." Shancha's eyes were clear. She smiled at Mingli, as if relieved. She said, "Miss, go do your work first. I'll go back and wait for you."

After saying that, Shan Cha stood up, bowed respectfully, and slowly retreated.

Mingli supported herself on Zhang Zhi's arm and tried to stand up. He held her tightly in his arms, fearing that she would fall or get hurt accidentally.

"Let's go."

"Can you do it?" Zhang Zhi looked worried. "You scared me to death just now. Otherwise, I will go down and bring Mo Zhao up for retrial."

Mingli smiled and shook his head: "No need, I'm not that delicate. Let's go, just hold on to me a little."

After saying that, Mingli lowered his head. How could he suddenly faint? Could it be that he had been too tired during this period of time, and the toxins in his body were growing faster?
Before Mingli could take two steps, Zhang Zhi grabbed her from behind. Mingli turned around and asked, "What's wrong?" Zhang Zhi walked up to her, squatted down, and said, "Come up, I'll carry you down." Mingli was startled and subconsciously refused: "No"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, are you still going to conduct the trial? Are you still going to enter the medical office?" Zhang Zhi interrupted Mingli for the first time and said quickly.

What does carrying her away have to do with the money paid to go to the medical office?
But Zhang Zhi was rarely so strong, so Mingli gave in to him. She leaned over and pressed against his back. He had broad shoulders, and she lay on top of him firmly and securely.

Zhang Zhi put his hands around her knees, stood up, and walked down the dark passage. He said in a deep voice, "It's dark here, close your eyes, I'll talk to you, we'll be there in a minute."

"it is good."

When she entered, although Mingli did not have the strong reaction as before, she still felt frightened. She closed her eyes and buried her whole face, and the hot air of her breath fell on the back of Zhang Zhi's neck.

He didn't even know how he managed to memorize Mingli step by step safely under such an unexpected and extreme temptation.

"I saw Mingqi carrying Meng out. What are you going to do with her?"

Ming Li closed his eyes and sniffed the minty scent on Zhang Zhi's body. "Kill him. I got the truth from Wei. When my sister became a courtesan, there were two people who contributed to it. One was Ming Zhongyuan and the other was Meng. It was she who suggested that Ming Zhongyuan take this path. She had no children, so she wanted to swallow up the assets of the eldest son's family and pave the way for her mother's family, the Meng family. As long as my sister's life is ruined, Ming An is a concubine's daughter. Isn't it easy for her to control a concubine's daughter?"

Zhang Zhi nodded, "That makes sense. When you kill them, give me a message and I'll go with you."

"Ah."

Zhang Zhi was a little surprised to hear this "hmm". Perhaps the environment in this dungeon made her very uncomfortable, and even her temper softened a lot.

After walking for a while, Zhang Zhi kept talking about all sorts of interesting things he had seen and experienced. Mingli kept his head down, sometimes laughing and responding, but mostly Zhang Zhi was talking.

When walking down the last step of the stairs, Zhang Zhi tilted his head and said with a smile: "Yangyang? Look up, we are here."

Mingli raised his eyes as he was told, and all he saw was light. Although it was humid here, it was at least bright. Shen Ke, An Zhi, and Jiang Tong were all there, staring at the two of them intently.

Shen Ke was holding a bloody whip in his hand. He crossed his arms over his chest and couldn't help but teasing, "You two are really slow. If you don't come soon, I will think this secret passage is for cannibalism."

"Hey, you two," Jiang Tong shook her head and said with a click of the tongue three times, "I know you two have a good relationship, but is it really necessary to memorize this short route?"

Hearing this, Mingli's ears instantly turned red, and she quickly jumped off Zhang Zhi's back. She didn't dare to look anyone in the eye, and walked straight towards Mo Zhao who was tied to the human-shaped pillar.

She coughed twice on purpose, and ignored the low laughter of Jiang Tong and Shen Ke, pretending nothing happened: "Tongtong, where are you at in the interrogation?"

As for the relationship between Mingli and Zhang Zhi, I think it can be interpreted by a passage that I once read in a book and was deeply touched by.

There is no such thing as a perfect love in this world, but only two hearts that grow stronger and stronger as they get along with each other. The secret to a long-lived marriage is not just "we just need to love each other", but also to take a step back, bow your head in turn, and allow "I am me and you are you".

(End of this chapter)