vstars Chapter 7
Chapter 7
Perhaps unable to bear the shock, or perhaps because of Rong Hengyu's final look, she did something no one expected.
She drugged Rong Hengyu and forcibly took him.
The prime minister was furious and angrily demanded an explanation from the empress in court.
However, since the original owner was the empress's own sister, it was impossible to do anything to her. After several arguments and turmoil, Rong Hengyu was eventually married off to the original owner as her rightful ruler.
Logically speaking, the original owner should have been happy to have won the heart of the beauty, but for some reason, he volunteered to go on a campaign with the army. This campaign lasted for more than a year, guarding the frontier.
The reason for his hasty return to the country was a message from the Prince's Palace that Rong Hengyu had been assassinated and was seriously injured.
Without a second thought, he abandoned everything and rushed back to China.
They should have taken the main road, but the original owner of this body took a shortcut through the mountains in order to return to the country as quickly as possible, which led to the assassination attempt.
That's how I ended up wearing it.
Nalan Jingwen lowered his eyes in deep thought. Why did the original owner choose to go to war with the army so soon after winning the heart of the beauty? Judging from her worried and anxious appearance when she received news of Rong Hengyu, and even risked her life, it can be seen that it was not that she did not love Rong Hengyu.
But there was a blank space in between; she had no memory of it, as if it had been deliberately deleted.
She tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember. Her head started to ache, so she quickly stopped trying.
Forget it, if she can't remember, she won't think about it anymore. Anyway, she doesn't love Rong Hengyu, and she doesn't care whether he lives or dies. It has nothing to do with her. She has never been one to mistreat herself.
but……
Who exactly did the original owner offend to suffer such a cruel assassination attempt?
Although the Prince Fengtian was infamous and had offended many people, in his memory, there was no one who was so ruthless, even using Rong Hengyu as bait, knowing that she would definitely take the bait.
If the person behind her knew she was not dead, would they still continue to assassinate her?
Although the original owner is indeed dead and the person inside has changed, this body remains unchanged.
A sinister glint flashed in Nalan Jingwen's dark eyes.
If they really come back, she will definitely not let them off the hook. She will make sure they are real or not! So far, no one who has offended Nalan Jingwen has ever left alive!
The most important task now is to heal my injuries and regain my martial arts skills as soon as possible.
As Nalan Jingwen was pondering, the door was suddenly pushed open. She reflexively turned her head and looked at it, her eyes flashing with murderous intent.
But when he saw that familiar blue robe, his killing intent dissipated, and he was slightly stunned.
Is it already noon?
Liu Qishan paused almost imperceptibly as he entered the house, then continued walking toward Nalan Jingwen as if nothing had happened.
The latter gave him a faint smile and said, "You're back?"
Liu Qishan put down his basket and came to Nalan Jingwen to help her up. His jade-like fingers were a little dirty as he felt her pulse.
Nalan Jingwen, seeing his actions, said, "Don't worry, I didn't move."
Once I confirmed that she was really alright, the slight anxiety I had felt on the way here subsided.
After all, no doctor wants to see their patient's condition worsen again.
Nalan Jingwen was helped up and leaned against a pillar. His gaze swept over Nalan Jingwen's slightly dirty hands and then fell on the basket on his back placed to the side.
Compared to yesterday's somewhat empty basket, today it's full of herbs.
She turned to the man beside her and asked, "Did you get up so early to go gather herbs?"
Liu Qishan remained calm and nodded upon hearing this: "Yes, medicine is best in the morning, and you can't stop taking medicine for your injuries."
Nalan Jingwen looked somewhat strange, but didn't say anything more.
She had porridge for lunch again. She was fine. Liu Qishan settled her in and then went out again, not returning until it was almost dark.
This went on for several days in a row, and she couldn't help but wonder what he did besides gathering herbs, since he left early and returned late every day.
But she was just an ordinary patient; she shouldn't interfere in other people's private affairs, nor did she have the right to inquire about their whereabouts. However…
She was really bored being alone, with nothing to relieve her boredom. Although the wounds on her body had begun to scab over, and some of the shallower wounds had begun to reveal pinkish-white new flesh, she still couldn't move her hands and feet. She couldn't practice martial arts and could only close her eyes and adjust her internal energy.
In order to understand this body more quickly and to fully integrate after recovery.
But she really wanted to take a bath. She hadn't bathed for so many days, and she felt like she was stinking. She couldn't stand it anymore.
Even after drinking plain rice porridge for so many days in a row, she had never experienced such torment.
Looking up at the roof beams, and waiting for Liu Qishan to return, she finally made this request, her eyes earnest as she stared at the busy man, and called out:
"Liu Qishan."
The man in blue turned around, a look of confusion on his handsome face.
"what happened?"
Nalan Jingwen stared into his eyes, unable to resist gazing into those starry eyes even though she knew he couldn't see.
She said, "I want to take a bath."
Liu Qishan was taken aback, a look of surprise appearing on his usually gentle face, followed by a frown and a serious refusal.
"No, you haven't fully recovered and can't go swimming in the river. Besides, the river is frozen and the water is freezing cold. How can you bear it?"
Now it was Nalan Jingwen's turn to frown. She hadn't been out for so long that she had forgotten that in this weather, the river was already covered with a thick layer of ice, making it impossible to take a bath.
but……
Since the river is frozen, where did the water we've been drinking for so many days come from?
Her gaze involuntarily fell on Liu Qishan's hands, which were hanging down at his sides and partially hidden by his sleeves.
I had never carefully observed the changes in Liu Qishan before, but upon closer inspection, I discovered that his once beautiful fingers had many tiny wounds, some like cuts from picking herbs, and others like cuts from being struck by sharp stones.
Looking at him as a whole, he looked somewhat haggard, with faint dark circles under his eyes, indicating that he hadn't had a proper rest in a long time.
His blue robe was covered in dust, as he hadn't had time to clean it, but he still stood there calmly, seemingly unconcerned.
As calm as water, as open-minded as bamboo.
The unidentified wound on his hand was probably inflicted by Liu Qishan when he used stones to break the ice on the river to get water.
In winter, without taking any measures to keep warm, hands exposed to the cold air are very easy to freeze. He even used those frozen hands to chisel ice with stones to get water, making his originally very beautiful hands covered in scars.
But he won't apply any medicine to himself. What if it leaves a scar?
Nalan Jingwen looked serious, her brows and eyes gloomy, as if something was shrouding her heart, making her extremely uncomfortable.
After a long silence, the atmosphere became tense. Liu Qishan, not hearing Nalan Jingwen's voice, sensed something and softened his tone.