SEC Chapter 304
Chapter 304
The night wind howls, and the frosty moon hangs in the sky.
The surrounding air was almost frozen, and Xiao Congyu's face was deathly pale. His lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
Ah Man simply watched calmly, but her eyes were as deep and cold as a still pool.
"Give up, he's beyond saving."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person in Nalan Jingwen's arms suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood. The bloodstains on his newly changed clothes were particularly shocking.
Ah Nian looked pained, her pretty, delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly, her face deathly pale, devoid of any color, and cold sweat beading on her forehead, as if she were enduring immense pain. She let out very soft moans intermittently.
Nalan Jingwen wiped the blood from his lips with a handkerchief, then suddenly looked up at Aman leaning against the carriage. She was backlit by the pale moonlight, her face hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see her expression.
"No one in the world can cure this poison, but you can."
"Is it right?"
Her voice was flat, but you could hear the certainty in her words.
Aman didn't speak, but stared at her for a long time without saying a word.
An eerie atmosphere spread through the air, with only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the treetops.
Suddenly, Ah Man chuckled softly, "That's right, but why should I help you save him?"
"To me, he is just a complete stranger. What benefit would I gain from saving him?"
Xiao Congyu suddenly knelt down before her and pleaded, "I was very rude just now. Please save my prince. I will grant you anything you want."
Ah Man stepped back, "That's not ethical of you. You're forcing me into this."
"That's not what I meant!"
Xiao Congyu hurriedly explained.
Ah Man raised a finger and shook it gently. "I lack nothing, so don't expect me to save him. You should start preparing for his funeral."
"If needed, I can give him a ride for free, rather than let him suffer like this."
Xiao Congyu was surprised that the other party was so stubborn and regretted his rashness earlier.
Nalan Jingwen was just listening to their conversation when he suddenly spoke up, "Three pots."
"what?"
Aman was taken aback.
Nalan Jing looked at her, his dark eyes shining with an unusual light in the night, deep and resolute.
"How about three jugs of white jade wine?"
Xiao Congyu was also taken aback and subconsciously looked at Aman's reaction, only to find that she hesitated obviously, and then her eyes suddenly lit up with surprise.
Aman remained silent for a while, and Nalan Jingwen raised the stakes again, "Four pots."
"Who adds it up pot after pot like that?"
Ah Man couldn't help but speak up in defense of herself.
"We both know how precious the White Jade Wine is; four jugs are quite a lot."
In fact, Nalan Jingwen didn't know if Aman would agree. She could only take a gamble, as there was no time left.
Xiao Congyu held his breath, waiting for the other party's answer. Time passed slowly, and A-Nian kept uttering painful and broken moans. He looked like he had just been pulled out of the water, and his clothes, which he had just changed into, were almost completely soaked.
"elder sister……"
Nalan Jingwen paused noticeably, carefully cupping his cold hand in her palm. Her voice was no longer as cold and deep as before, but much softer.
"I'm here."
The body in his arms convulsed incessantly from the pain, its long, dark eyelashes trembling like a butterfly's broken wings. Even in the depths of agony, it was still calling out to her.
Nalan Jingwen no longer hesitated, nor did he wait for Aman's reply. Instead, he immediately said, "Let's set off!"
She'll find a way to save him; we can't let this drag on any longer.
Seeing that Nalan Jingwen was really leaving, Aman's original idea of adding more money fell through, but she couldn't bear to miss this opportunity, so she quickly called her back.
"Don't go! I promise you!"
"stop."
The carriage stopped in its tracks, and Nalan Jingwen's unquestionable voice came from inside.
"boarding."
……
"Alright, go get the medicine according to this instructions."
Aman blew on the still-wet ink on the paper and handed it to Xiao Congyu, instructing him, "This one is for internal use, and this one is for external use. Remember not to mix them up."
Xiao Congyu took the prescription and subconsciously looked at Nalan Jingwen, who nodded. Only then did she leave with the prescription.
Nalan Jingwen looked at the person sleeping restlessly on the bed, whose hand was tightly clenched in his palm. He wondered what Aman had just fed him, because the bleeding from his abdominal wound had stopped and even showed signs of healing. This made Nalan Jingwen slightly surprised.
"What do you need me to do?"
"you?"
"Of course, you have things to do."
She pulled out a book from somewhere; its edges were yellowed and it was tattered, but it matched her outfit perfectly and looked like an ancient book.
She opened the book and casually flipped through it. After a while, she exclaimed, "Found it!"
She held the ancient book up to Nalan Jingwen and said, "Look carefully, this is what it looks like. Go and bring it back."
After saying that, he quickly closed the book and put it in his pocket.
That kind of behavior is really unreliable.
Nalan Jingwen was already somewhat regretful that he had let her treat Anian.
"where?"
Aman scratched his head as if he was thinking, then clapped his hands. The sudden sound made Nalan Jingwen frown slightly. Seeing that A'nian showed no signs of waking up, he didn't say anything more.
"Changqing River, at the bottom of Lingquan."
What she said was vague and incoherent, and Nalan Jingwen was already beginning to suspect that she was playing a trick on him.
Aman naturally noticed Nalan Jingwen's somewhat unpleasant expression. She said, "Changqing River, if you start from here and head south, you will reach a canyon. The river in the middle of the canyon is the Changqing River. As for the bottom of the spiritual spring, you can only see it by entering the Changqing River. That depends on your luck."
“It would take an ordinary person five hours to get there, but you must return within three hours.”
This means that an ordinary person would take ten hours to make a round trip, but Nalan Jingwen would take only three hours, which would be almost impossible for anyone else.
Nalan Jingwen showed no objection and nodded in agreement.
"it is good."
Aman looked at Nalan Jingwen, the casual mockery in her eyes gradually replaced by a deep look, and suddenly said seriously, "Once you enter the Changqing River, there is no possibility of survival. Are you sure?"
Nalan Jingwen carefully covered A-Nian with the blanket, then looked up and met her gaze.
Is there anything at the bottom of the river?
"I don't know. All I know is that no one has ever come out of that river. I guess the bones at the bottom of the river are piled up like mountains."
Nalan Jingwen stood up and walked towards the door.
"Then I should be the first one to succeed."
What a loud tone!
Aman did not refute her. Looking at her back, his tone was unexpectedly serious, and his expression was inscrutable.
"Three hours."
"I will only protect his life for three hours. If you do not return within three hours, whether he lives or dies is no longer my concern."
Nalan Jingwen didn't pause at all, the door was closed, but Aman heard her voice at the last moment.
"it is good."