My Years in the Jianghu with the Prince: A Time of Unethical Conduct

Chapter 150, Memories 17 – The Antidote and Escape

"You've been going to the files room a lot lately, haven't you?"

A cold male voice came from the doorway.

Xie Yan didn't turn her head, ignoring everything and continuing to flip through the slightly tattered file in her hand.

Seeing this, the man didn't find it boring at all, and instead stepped inside.

He stopped next to Xie Yan and leaned down slightly to look at her.

"Oh, so that's what it was about. You should have asked me about it."

Upon hearing this, Xie Yan finally put down the file in her hand, and under the man's gaze, she lazily leaned against the table and looked up at the newcomer.

Time flies, and more than a decade has passed. He has grown from a child into a young man.

But this person has always looked the same; time has never left a trace on his face.

"What do you mean?"

Han Feng smiled slightly and said, "After all, I was one of the participants in that operation to kill the leader's son back then."

However, Xie Yan didn't respond to his words. Instead, she glanced at him and said jokingly, "I didn't realize you were so old."

Seeing Xie Yan's mocking expression, Han Feng didn't care and said to himself as if it were commonplace, "For the sake of our master-disciple relationship."

"Let me secretly tell you some of the little-known secrets of the original poster."

"Oh?"

Xie Yan raised an eyebrow, finally showing some interest in the topic.

Han Feng laughed and said, "For example, the reason why the leader of the alliance forbids his name from being revealed is because he does not want outsiders to find out that he and the leader of the alliance are actually cousins ​​who are related by blood."

"The reason for the attack on the alliance leader's son was because he was jealous and resentful, feeling that his cousin had taken away the position of alliance leader that should have belonged to him back then."

Xie Yan scoffed and commented sharply, "Shameless wretch."

Han Feng seemed not to hear him and continued, "For example, as the host gets older, he also becomes more and more afraid of death."

"So recently, the building has added many tasks to find all kinds of rare treasures, all in order to refine some kind of elixir of immortality for him."

Xie Yan then commented: "Wishful thinking."

"For example... all his life-saving pills, various poisons and antidotes were hidden in a secret room in his room."

The air in the file room suddenly froze for a moment.

Han Feng still had that same smiling look, and Xie Yan's expression remained unchanged.

The atmosphere returned to normal. Xie Yan stood up, dusted herself off, and looked at Han Feng suspiciously, saying, "Oh? Since you said you hid it, how did you know?"

"You don't need to know that."

His smile held a deeper meaning.

"That's what you say again. Sometimes I really don't understand you."

Xie Yan touched the mask on her face and said in a light tone, "You said you wanted to use me, but I haven't seen you do anything all this time. You just taught me how to disguise myself and shrink my bones. If you want to say you're helping me, you've repeatedly put me in danger."

"Why don't we be open and honest with each other and talk about what your true purpose is?"

Under Xie Yan's gaze, Han Feng simply chuckled and said, "Well... to be precise, I don't actually have any particular purpose."

"If you really have to find a reason, just say I'm bored."

After speaking, he straightened up, and without waiting for Xie Yan's reply, he left the place.

Xie Yan stood there for a long time before finally putting the file she had just placed on the table into her pocket, getting up and leaving.

Five days later——

A wisp of medicinal steam rose into the air as Dongfang Yuan stood expressionlessly before a copper pot, attempting to brew the medicine according to the ancient recipe in his hand.

"Half a branch of Dragon Blood Vine..."

Hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

He paused, holding the herbs, when he heard the person kneel down in front of his door with a thud.

He cried out in a panicked voice, "Reporting to the Lord! Xie Yan... Xie Yan ate the snow lotus that we finally managed to pick, treating it like a snack!"

With a "crack," the Dragon Blood Vine in Dongfang Yuan's hand was snapped in two, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"Xie Yan!"

Dongfang Yuan slapped away the flames under the copper pot, turned around, kicked open the door, and stormed out.

After a while, a figure flashed by and slipped into Dongfang Yuan's room in the blink of an eye.

In Xie Yan's room—

"Hiss—be gentle, be gentle..."

Du Chanyi sighed helplessly and skillfully wrapped gauze around Xie Yan's arm.

"Do you really have to use this method to distract Dongfang Yuan?"

Xie Yan leaned back on the couch, lightly blew on a sip of hot tea, and sighed, "There's nothing I can do about it. After all, I quite enjoy watching that old Deng get his comeuppance."

Du Chanyi: "..."

Are you really proud of doing something that kills a thousand enemies but also harms eight hundred of your own?

"but,"

Du Chanyi silently withdrew her gaze and turned to look at the medicine bottle in Jiang Mu's hand. "How can we prove that this antidote can cure the poison in the body?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Yan casually got up from the couch and walked to Jiang Mu's side, saying, "Why don't you give it a try and see?"

"It just so happens to be the time of the month when the poison in my body is about to take effect."

Before the two could react, he grabbed the medicine bottle and poured one into his mouth.

Jiang Mu instinctively tried to stop her, but Xie Yan was so fast that she swallowed the medicine before he could react.

"Wait!"

Under the shocked and tense gazes of the two, Xie Yan closed her eyes and felt it for a moment.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and saw the two people rush to his side. One took his pulse, and the other grabbed his shoulder to examine him carefully.

Jiang Mu asked nervously, "How are you feeling?"

"Um……"

Xie Yan rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "It melts in your mouth and has a sweet aftertaste."

Two people: "..."

Who asked you about the taste?

Seeing that the two looked like they wanted to beat him up, Xie Yan smiled and said, "No problem."

Hearing him say that, Du Chanyi and Jiang Mu both breathed a sigh of relief.

But Du Chanyi was still worried and said, "Just in case, it's best to observe for a while before making a decision."

"Too."

So the three of them kept quiet and two more months passed uneventfully.

That night--

Xie Yan leaned against a carriage and slowly yawned.

He touched the files in his arms and pondered the route to the Martial Alliance.

Perhaps it was because he was in a rare, bright mood. When Xie Yan closed his eyes and opened them again, the sky was gradually brightening.

He was surrounded by people.

Not only were they all familiar faces, but even the leader was someone he knew all too well.

Han Feng's lips curled slightly, and as he usually spoke to Xie Yan, he said in a calm tone, "It's a pity you were still discovered."

As soon as he finished speaking, two blood-soaked bundles were thrown in front of Xie Yan.