Chapter 30 – Crocodile Tears (6)

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“In fact, you didn’t have to come.” Qu Feiqing chuckled softly. She could have done it herself but deep inside, she was still thankful of Su Xin’s bravery.

“But I worry about you.” Su Xin’s brows were knit tightly. Delirious from the pain, her hand would reach out to hold the small table beside her every now and then.

Master Fourteen, I’m not going to die, am I?

[Under uncertainty.. The life value of the host’s body is 26%. It’ll be dangerous when it drops to 10%. At the rate at which the host is losing vitality, it’s possible. There is about.. fifteen minutes until shutdown of the internal organs.]

Out of the blue, Su Xin felt a warm force flowing into her body. The burning pain of her internal organs subsided.

[However, the next uncertainty is here. This one’s out of my computational range. You may be saved.]

Qu Feiqing was subjecting her internal energy to Su Xin’s wounds in modest amounts.

She didn’t dare spend her energy any further. Qi is in harmony with the wellness of her body thus, it should not be abused. Or else, it will result in energy imbalance and disharmony. She then too would suffer impeccable pain. She couldn’t be too overconfident with her abilities ¹.

But she was anxious. For many years, nobody has cared for her. There wasn’t a single person who has not plotted behind her back.

Except for Su Xin.

Su Xin opened her eyes and she found Qu Feiqing’s black pupils were aligned with hers too closely.

She found it funny, but she could not laugh.

“You are beautiful. I like you very much.” Su Xin said strenuously.

“Isn’t this beauty only skin deep?” Qu Feiqing was amused, she was acting like a naive, little girl who was optimistic about everything.

“Even if it’s only on the surface, it’s still yours. Her highness is truly beautiful..”

Su Xin said slowly until she felt feeling a metallic taste of blood in her throat choking her. She ceased talking at once.

It was Qu Feiqing’s face that Su Xin liked, but her powerful soul was what captivated her the most. Even if she was in another plane, where Qu Feiqing might be merely her friend and not the key point of her task, Su Xin would still help her unconditionally.

When they arrived at the remount station, Qu Feiqing gently held Su Xin in her arms and carried her to a spare room. Shu Juan followed suit.

Servants had already prepared some hot water and others fetched a doctor in obedience to the emperor’s orders.

Not long after, a doctor with a goatee carefully examined Su Xin’s injury. He prescribed some medicine of which Shu Juan earnestly took heed of. He then left after some time, leaving the golden skin medicine[footnote]The gold sore medicine is a medicine that cures skin incisions from weapons. It gives pain relief and stop pus from occurring.[/footnote].

Before the medicines could be applied, Su Xin’s sticky bloodstains and filth were needed to be cleaned up first. Shu Juan came in with a basin of hot water and the emperor left immediately for the sake of formalities, shutting the door on her way.  

Shu Juan helped Su Xin take off her clothes. Some of the wounds were sticking to her clothes and Su Xin shrivelled painfully. Shu Juan cut Su Xin’s clothes out, it seemed to be the best option. As she did so, bruises and deep lacerations went uncovered and she couldn’t stop herself from crying anymore.

“You-this little girl, I didn’t even cry when I am the one who’s actually hurt, but it is you who cried so hard.”

“When did the Young Lady ever suffer such injuries to this extent? Why did the Young Lady even rush out in the first place?”

Shu Juan muttered, upset of the situation her master was in. Even if her young lady was not spoiled and pampered from childhood, she didn’t never had grave wounds scar her unblemished skin and most of all, she never did any dirty work. Fighting people with knives was simply out of her meek character. If Shu Juan was told before that her master could brawl, she would have laughed her heart out. She could not imagine it, not until she witnessed the impossible with her own eyes.  

1. 弄巧成拙 (nòng qiǎo chéng zhuō) to try to be clever and end up with egg on one’s face (idiom)