PFC Only a small portion of Chapter 136 remains.
Only a small portion of Chapter 136 remains.
Ye Qingwu was startled and checked Zhan Sijing's pulse again, only to find that some of the gas had already dispersed.
The situation is urgent.
Beads, oh beads, you need to give me some strength.
In her anxiety, Ye Qingwu spoke to the bead, and after she said this, the bead suddenly emitted light.
She could sense a force that was channeling spiritual energy into Zhan Sijing while simultaneously absorbing the dispersed gas within his body.
Ye Qingwu was delighted by this situation. These gases contained the Shadowless Poison, and if the bead absorbed the gases, it would mean that the poison would also disappear along with them.
In this way, Zhan Sijing will no longer be affected by the Shadowless Poison and may even be able to survive.
Only a small portion of the gas remained.
Upon realizing this, Ye Qingwu couldn't help but feel a little excited, but just as the bead was about to absorb the last bit, the bead's light suddenly disappeared.
Even after she activated her spiritual power, there was no reaction whatsoever. How could this be?
Just as Ye Qingwu was feeling puzzled, she saw that the carriage had stopped and the sound of cold wind could be heard outside.
"Your Highness, we have arrived at the Prince's residence."
After repeating the test and confirming that the bead had no reaction, Ye Qingwu was somewhat disappointed, as only a small portion of both the toxin and the gas remained.
Why did it have to stop at this crucial moment?
Fortunately, Zhan Sijing's pulse has stabilized.
As for the remaining small portion, she will find a way to control it later.
The cold wind outside grew increasingly worried as it received no response from those inside.
He tentatively called out again, "Your Highness, are you... alright?"
"It's nothing." Ye Qingwu responded to Leng Feng while taking the bead from Zhan Sijing's hand and putting it back into her spatial storage.
After doing all this, Ye Qingwu lifted the carriage curtain and got off first. As before, Leng Feng and the other guards helped Zhan Sijing into the palace.
The passing butler saw this scene and his face was full of worry. He looked in Ye Qingwu's direction, wanting to ask something, but hesitated when he met Ye Qingwu's gaze.
"Don't worry, His Highness has just fainted. He'll be fine after a good night's sleep."
Ye Qingwu, noticing the butler's confusion, replied.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, and then noticed that there were many guards and maids looking in her direction. She thought of Zhan Sijing's identity.
Whether there was a reason or not, the fact that he was helped into the mansion this time, given Zhan Sijing's status, would inevitably lead to unnecessary speculation and could even cause a commotion that reached the palace.
In this way, even a small matter can be transformed into a major issue.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingwu reminded the steward, "Steward, you are an old man in this manor, and after what happened last time, even though the prince is only unconscious, if people who don't know the truth spread rumors, I think you understand what kind of consequences that will bring without me having to say it."
The steward trembled, understanding the warning in Ye Qingwu's words. He quickly bowed and replied, "Please rest assured, Your Highness, this old servant will handle these matters well and will not allow any rumors to circulate."
"Ah."
With the butler's assurance, Ye Qingwu nodded, clearly extremely satisfied with these words.
"Then I'll have to trouble the housekeeper."
The steward bowed his head and said, "This is what this old servant should do."
Only after Ye Qingwu left did the butler feel that the oppressive aura that was both terrifying and irresistible had subsided considerably.
In some ways, the princess is more terrifying than the prince.
Thinking back on everything that had happened, the steward felt a sense of lingering fear, especially since he had once thought of using his position as steward to make trouble for the princess when she entered the mansion.
Looking back now, if it weren't for the princess's magnanimity in not arguing with them, that alone would have been enough to take her life, not to mention what happened afterward.
When Ye Qingwu returned to the courtyard, she saw Leng Feng and the guards waiting there. They greeted her when she approached.
"Your Highness, the Prince is now..."
Leng Feng looked at Ye Qingwu with great anxiety in his eyes.
"It's okay now."
Along with Ye Qingwu's words came a murmur of confusion. One of the guards asked, full of doubt, "Your Highness, you haven't even entered the room yet, how do you know that the Prince is alright?"
The guard's question elicited nods from those around him, who, though silent, shared the same confusion.
"Naturally, there was no problem while we were in the carriage."
Seeing that everyone's eyes were fixed on her, Ye Qingwu asked, "What, do you think I'm saying these things on purpose to deceive you?"
"My subordinates dare not."
"Let's all go back."
Ye Qingwu said.
Leng Feng was the first to react and led the others away, even though he was also worried about his master's safety.
However, after spending this time together, he had long since developed complete trust in the princess.
Moreover, given the princess's abilities, it's impossible for her to do anything that would put the prince in danger.
Since she has said that the prince is alright, then the prince must be fine.
After Leng Feng and the others left, Ye Qingwu entered the house and went to Zhan Sijing's bedside. Looking at Zhan Sijing, who was still unconscious, Ye Qingwu couldn't help but sigh.
"If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have let you come along no matter what I said."
However, the fact that they were able to obtain the bead and use this opportunity to reduce the amount of Shadowless Poison in Zhan Sijing's body to a small portion can be considered a good thing in a sense.
"Zhan Sijing, you really never give me a moment's peace." Ye Qingwu sat by Zhan Sijing's bedside for a while, looking at his pale yet handsome face, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
As she had said before, Zhan Sijing's condition had stabilized, and that small amount of Shadowless Poison no longer posed a life-threatening threat to him.
Once that last small portion is completely removed, it's just a matter of time.
Just as Ye Qingwu was about to get up, her wrist was grabbed.
She was taken aback and looked at the person on the bed, only to find that Zhan Sijing, who had been unconscious, had woken up at some point.
"you're awake."
Seeing Zhan Sijing awake, Ye Qingwu gave him a slight smile.
"Your Highness, I have caused you trouble again this time."
Zhan Sijing's lips were chapped and cracked. He tried to get up, but Ye Qingwu pressed him back down.
He looked at her, his voice low and hoarse.
The burning intensity in his eyes carried an undeniable sense of self-reproach.
It seemed that every time, at crucial moments, he had never shared any burden with Ye Qingwu; his status was the least important thing in the eyes of the woman in front of him.
Thinking of this, Zhan Sijing felt guilty and deeply ashamed for not being able to protect Ye Qingwu in the time of crisis.
His sudden fainting spell will surely cause Ye Qingwu some trouble again.
Ye Qingwu shook her head, sensing Zhan Sijing's emotions.
"What trouble or not, Your Highness, your situation is getting better and better, you can't say such discouraging things."