“Shaochen!” Murong Xue exclaimed, hurriedly stretched out her hands to support him and let him fall on her shoulder. She looked at him carefully, only to see his eyes closed and his breathing impeded. His long eyelashes cast two thick shadows on his eyelids. The lips of his slightly pale face tinged with unnatural black and purple!
Damn… He had a relapse!
The moment he was bitten by the snake, the snake venom had flowed all over his body with his blood circulation. Although she had detoxified the snake venom for him, there would be residue more or less. Taking two pairs of drugs could eliminate the residual poison, which would have been no big deal.
But before he could take the drug, he exerted inner force to speed up the flow of the residual poison in his blood. As a result, the poison attacked his heart, causing his coma…
Fortunately, the amount of residual poison in his body was small, which would not hurt him too hard!
Murong Xue took out a silver needle and gently pricked it on the acupoint of Ouyang Shaochen’s chest. With the gently twisting of the needle, the black-purple color on his lips gradually dispersed, and his pale face gradually recovered some red color…
Ouyang Shao Chen coughed lightly, slowly opened his eyes and looked into Murong Xue’s worried eyes. His mouth curved with a shallow smile, “Don’t worry, I’m fine!”
“Are you hurt?” Murong Xue’s eyes were faint. She was just trying to help him detoxify but had not had time to check his injury.
“Just a few dozen assassins, far from hurting me,” said Ouyang Shaochen wearing a proud face.
That would be fine! Murong Xue breathed with ease. The thick scent of blood lingered on the tip of her nose. She frowned tightly, glanced at the corpses all over the ground, and lowered her voice, “It’s too nasty here. Let’s go!”
Ouyang Shao Chen coughed a few times and said weakly, “I’m weak all over now. I could not walk. Go to and the mansion to call Xun Feng and Wuhen for me. I’ll wait here!”
“How could that work?” Murong Xue shook her head and rejected his proposal. Ouyang Shaochen had a relapse. He did not even have the strength to walk. Even someone with a little mastery of martial arts could kill him. She could never leave him in the pile of dead bodies.
“I will carry you back!” Murong Xue naturally turned around and backed on Ouyang Shaochen.
Looking at her thin figure, Ouyang Shaochen was slightly shocked, “I’m heavy, can you?”
“Less talk, how do you know I can’t without trying!” Murong Xue said grumpily, grabbed Ouyang Shaochen by his arms and carried him on her back.
Ouyang Shaochen lay on Murong Xue’s back, both feet still on the ground. His two arms around her white neck, hanging down in front of her. Looking at her unstopping sweat on her forehead, Ouyang Shaochen eye’s emerged with a clear smile.
“Keep steady, I’m going!” Murong Xue reminded him softly and walked slowly forward.
Ouyang Shaochen nodded, “Okay.”
It was getting dark. Carrying Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue walked out of the alley and came to the street. There were very few pedestrians in the street. She walked slowly, with a layer of sweat on her forehead. Her arch eyebrows puckered up and panted heavily as she walked. Why was the man so heavy?
Three or four beggars gathered from different directions. They walked lightly and quietly. After they signaled to each other, sharp hidden weapons like arrows from the string shot towards various important acupuncture points on Murong Xue.
Ouyang Shaochen sneered. A flick of the finger under his sleeve, sharp strong breeze hit toward the hidden weapons. With the sound of “bang”, those hidden weapons instantly changed their direction back towards their masters and plunged deeply into their acupuncture points…
The beggars’ eyes widened, they fell on the ground and were dead with unwillingness. Wasn’t he weak and even had no strength to walk? How could he still use his internal force to fight against their hidden weapons?
When the breeze blew, Murong Xue felt an elusive murderous atmosphere around. She narrowed her eyes and looked up quickly. All around her were empty and no one was nearby. “Ouyang, have you noticed a murderous atmosphere just now?”
“Murderous atmosphere? No, you think too much.” Ouyang Shaochen replied casually, resting his head on Murong Xue’s shoulder. This warm and soft touch made him loathe to get off.
“You sure?” Murong Xue frowned gently. After years of vigilant life, her feeling had always been accurate and she had never felt wrong. But now, she was surrounded by peace and quiet. There was really no danger. Was it really her illusion?
Looking at her tangled eyes, Ouyang Shaochen’s eyes flashed a clear smile, “You have been walked for half an hour. Want to have a rest?”
“No!” Murong Xue shook her head. As it got darker, the streets would become more dangerous. It was better for them to go back earlier.
“But you are so tired, your forehead is sweating!” Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, pulling up his silk sleeve and gently wiping the sweat on her forehead!
“Never mind. We’ll rest when we back to Lord Freedom Mansion!” Murong Xue said laughingly, moving on. Ouyang Shaochen was very weak, and it was safest to return to the mansion. Fewer minutes they stayed outside, the safer they would be.
Looking at her firm eyes, Ouyang Shaochen’s eyes flashed and the deep internal force quickly flowed through his body.
Murong Xue suddenly felt that the man on her back was less heavy. Her footsteps gradually became lighter. Carrying him across the streets, she walked into the Marquis Mansion.
As night fell, the maids and nannies of the mansion returned to their rooms. It was quiet. Murong Xue carried Ouyang Shaochen back to the Falling Snow Pavilion unimpeded.
Looking at the familiar desks, chairs, and beds in the room, Murong Xue breathed a long sigh of relief. They finally came back after all these hardships!
“Help me to the chair!” Ouyang Shaochen’s voice was faint.
“No way. The residual poison in you hasn’t been dissipated. You’ll feel uncomfortable sitting in such a hard chair!” Murong Xue rejected his proposal, walked to the bed and carefully put him on the bed.
Opening the hidden drawer beside the bed, she took out a pill and handed it to him, “This is an antidote pill. It can remove the residual poison in your body!”
“Thank you!” Ouyang Shaochen said flatly took the pill and ate it.
Murong Xue walked to the round table, poured a cup of tea, drank it all in one gulp, and her thirsty throat gradually moistened, “Shaochen, how do you feel? Has your internal force recovered?”
“Almost!” Ouyang Shaochen’s voice was faint.
“This antidote pill is self-made by me. It is the most effective to remove snake venom. If you take it, the residual poison in your body will almost be eliminated. And no need for additional drugs…” Murong Xue said laughingly and turned to Ouyang Shaochen. He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and breathing evenly. His snow-colored attire streamed down the edge of the bed, what an elegant and noble image…
Murong Xue’s eyes widened in surprise, he was… asleep?!
