Ye Qingying only persisted for less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn before his legs gave out, and he knelt down, unable to walk any further.
His consciousness had long since become a blurry mess, but for Chu Qianli, he forced his weak and limp legs to continue stepping forward.
Now that he had fallen, he could no longer stand up.
Chu Qianli could only find a flat spot nearby, set up a tent, and move him inside.
Ye Qingying's body had been riddled with holes recently.
New wounds and old injuries, the harm had never stopped.
The only fortunate thing was that his face was almost completely healed.
After Chu Qianli administered acupuncture to him, allowing him to release and spit out the stagnant blood in his chest, Ye Qingying's complexion finally looked a little better.
But his consciousness remained very hazy.
He was unclear about his whereabouts, only sensing the person beside him was her, guided by the familiar scent.
He clutched her clothes.
Chu Qianli looked down, and inexplicably, felt a pang of sadness.
In front of her, Ye Qingying was so humble. Even in this state of clouded consciousness, he didn't dare to hold her hand, only daring to grasp this small part of her.
The place least likely to be disliked.
The place that felt least ambiguous.
The hem of her clothes.
"I need to remove the蛊 for you. Don't move around later, understand?"
Chu Qianli didn't know if he could hear her now. Looking at his eyes, which were chaotic and dull, he didn't seem to be awake.
Unexpectedly, Ye Qingying responded with a soft "...Mm."
He truly looked exceptionally docile.
Chu Qianli's mood was somewhat complicated.
If these people had all treated her badly, she could have retaliated without mercy, just like she dealt with Yu Linglong.
But why was it that sometimes they were very bad, and other times, they would risk their lives for her?
Everyone thought she was cold-hearted and unfeeling, and she herself believed it too, but they didn't know that often, her heart was as soft as tofu.
Sometimes, she even disliked herself.
To be safe, Chu Qianli quickly flipped through several蛊术秘籍 and soon found the key.
It turned out that although the techniques for removing蛊 varied, the general direction was the same.
Yu Linglong hadn't lied to her this time; she was probably truly terrified.
But Chu Qianli had many tools from the 21st century. Using her own tools, combined with the techniques for removing蛊, it seemed to be even simpler to implement.
After taking out the vacuum bag containing Yu Linglong's fresh blood, Chu Qianli took a syringe and needle and began to remove the蛊 for Ye Qingying...
...
"Mmm..." Yu Linglong was thrown onto the ground.
The masked woman in black turned and left. Not long after, two expressionless women arrived and dragged Yu Linglong out.
Yu Linglong was already numb with pain, in a semi-conscious state.
Suddenly, she was thrown into the ice-cold river water.
The bone-chilling cold instantly brought her back to consciousness.
They were cleaning her body.
Before long, Yu Linglong, who was in unbearable pain, was finally pulled out of the water. Then, the two women roughly changed her into clean clothes.
Her wounds had already turned pale from soaking in the water and were no longer bleeding.
The two women looked her over, presumably confirming she was no longer dirty, before escorting her into a stone chamber.
The masked woman in black, whom Chu Qianli had addressed as "senior," was sitting inside, drinking tea.
The two women dropped Yu Linglong on the ground. One of them bowed and said, "Esteemed Master, the person has been cleaned. Should we kill her now?"
Yu Linglong was completely stunned!
They cleaned her up, and she thought they were going to save her. Why would they still kill her after cleaning her?
She couldn't understand their logic at all!
Help!