Chapter Eighteen With You By My Side

  "What did you say? Not found?" A frown creased his brow, a sharp glance. "How could such a big person disappear into thin air? Are you sure all places have been searched?"

  "Yes, I have searched all the places." Recalling what happened in Quanquan Xuan, Qin Xiao still had some lingering fear, but he decided to say "However, I still suspect that there is one place that is suspicious."

  Really?

  "Say."

  "Qingquan Xuan."

  Upon hearing this familiar name, Feng Changqing slightly furrowed his brow.

  "Go down." He waved his hand and let Qin Xiao retreat, he didn't want to hear this place name anymore.

  After Qin Xiao stepped down, he unfolded the painting scroll and picked up his brush to start painting.

  "Your Majesty, although Hong Xue is my sister, she is not a good person."

  A few days ago when Bu Yao and Long Ye entered the palace, Bu Yao specifically told her that at that time he almost killed her.

  "She behaves indecently, flirting with men everywhere and still having unfinished business."

  At that time, he did ask her the same question, but seeing Bu Ya's embarrassed face, he treated it as a trivial matter.

  "But she is still in contact with that man now and they often come and go."

  This sentence was like a bomb at this time, making him feel anger for the first time.

  It often happens that there are comings and goings. Tonight, while discussing matters with the ministers in the imperial study, a commotion was heard from behind, and soon a black-clad figure appeared, whose agility was quite impressive, and his skills were not inferior to those of the other person. As they exchanged blows, both received a palm wind each.

  "Cough cough???"

  "Are you okay?" Qilin looked at Bai Qiyan with concern and asked "Nothing's wrong, right?"

  Bai Qiyan smiled slightly, earlier almost drowned in the medicine pool didn't know who it was, now clothes not yet dry already worried about him. Reached out to start unbuttoning the only inner garment on her body, but found that her chest was burning with pain.

  "What are you doing?" Zhi Lin suddenly tensed up, hastily turned around, and was considering whether to go out or not, when she heard a muffled hum from the person behind her. "You...are you okay?"

  "If you're worried about me, help me change clothes."

  Although she was very hesitant, Qilin still couldn't help but turn her head and ask "Are you badly hurt?"

  "Alright."

  So frank, it seems that he was hurt very badly. Qilin didn't care about anything else and walked over to help Bai Qiyan up. She quickly helped him take off his wet clothes, only then did she see the dark red palm print on his chest. She had seen this on TV before - it was a mark left by someone with extremely deep inner power. No wonder Bai Qiyan's face was so pale.

  Qilin carefully helped Bai Qianyi change his clothes, but didn't notice the triumphant smile in his eyes.

  This little pain doesn't count as anything, but seeing Qilin like this, he's in a great mood.

  "If I were dead, wouldn't it be better for you?"

  Qilin was taken aback for a moment, and then she looked at Bai Qianyun quietly with her eyes raised. She had never thought about this question before, nor would she ever think about it.

  She always thought other people's life and death had nothing to do with her, but... did they really have nothing to do with her?

  "I'm injured now, even if you kill me I have no power to resist." Of course this was a lie, if Qilin made a move on him he would unhesitatingly kill her.

  "It's also said." A faint smile, but found the nose sour. Finally, the gaze stayed on the palm print, and whispered "I'm not hoping for your death for the first time either."

  Bai Qianyan still smiled and looked at Qi Lin, quietly listening to her finish speaking.

  "And I also hope you die at my hands."

  Still quietly watching Zilin.

  "Are you saying I'm an idiot?" He turned his head to look at Bai Qianyun, saying self-deprecatingly, "Just now, for a moment, I was actually afraid you'd die."

  After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and missed the warmth in Bai Qianyan's eyes.

  The atmosphere gradually became a bit awkward, Qilin could only blame herself for speaking too much, no matter how she listened to it, it sounded like something a couple would say. Damn it, her face was even red. She stretched out her hand to touch her scorching cheek and told herself that this was actually nothing.

  But what should I say? After thinking for a moment, I said "Uh... how have you been since leaving the palace?"

  Isn't this rubbing salt into a wound? Qilin suddenly knocked her own head.

  "I've been through the Ghost Gate once." Seeing Qi Lin's expression, he unexpectedly brought up that past which even Zi Feng didn't know. He adjusted his clothes and sat cross-legged, continuing "Even if I became like that, Feng Changqing still had no intention of letting me off. He gave orders to all the beggars in Phoenix Country to make my life worse than death."

  Qilin looked at Bai Qianyan, who was calmly looking at the medicine pool, even his voice was very calm, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.

  "At that time I wanted to live even more, to survive, I must survive."

  If it were someone else, they'd be dead by now.

  "Later, I met a person who was also my master. My nearly dead body happened to be able to help him refine medicine, so I was taken back. " As he said this, he turned his gaze to Qilin and continued, "Unexpectedly, in the process of refining medicine, I managed to survive like this and even obtained a body that could move freely. This can be considered as turning misfortune into good fortune."

  Qilin couldn't help but pull Bai Qianye's hand over and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

  Pain? Bai Qianyan smiled slightly and said, "My body can no longer feel pain."

  This isn't a scam, his master had also minimized the pain when using his body to test medicine. As he said that, he casually took out a dagger and made a cut on his arm, a stream of red **immediately flowed down his arm, only to be snatched away in the next second.

  "What are you doing?!" As she pulled Bai Qian over, she carefully wiped away the blood with a handkerchief. When she found that there was no sign of stopping the bleeding, she became flustered and looked around frantically, but couldn't find anything. She grew even more anxious and said "Isn't there any medicine to stop the bleeding? You're not all-powerful, are you? Think of something quickly!"

  She was carefully blowing on the wound, but Bai Qianyan seemed to be completely still, with a smile on his face as he looked at her. Qi Lin was so angry that she almost gave him a slap in the face, and then got up to go get some medicine for his injury.

  "It doesn't matter."

  "Can...?!" Before he could finish speaking, Baek Cheon-yi pulled out a white handkerchief from his chest. When did that guy put it in there?!

  She didn't think about where the white handkerchief came from, and saw Bai Qianyan put the handkerchief on the wound. Qi Lin herself took a breath of cold air, looking at the white handkerchief, which was immediately soaked in blood and still spreading. Qi Lin suspected that this thing was useless, why did it feel like it had no effect at all?

  This action lasted for half a cup of tea's time. The white silk handkerchief had completely turned blood red, as if it would squeeze out blood with just a bit more force.

  Right after that, Bai Qianyan put away her handkerchief, raised her arm and lifted an eyebrow saying "Isn't this fine?"

  Qilin stared at the smooth and white arm in surprise, even smoother than her own arm. She was so tempted to pinch it to see if it was real that she even reached out to touch the spot again, but there wasn't a single mark.

  "What's going on? It seems like magic!" Surprised by Bai Qianying's actions, Qi Lin almost got him to sign.

  "Magic? Is that something from your side as well?"

  Reflexively nodding, Qilin was still entangled in the situation earlier and had no idea what Bai Qiyan's words meant. It wasn't until a cup of tea later that she finally understood.

  "Magic is just a change of tricks?" At this time, Qilin was like a child who had done something wrong, hanging her head and tightly grasping the hem of her clothes.

  "You guys have magic tricks too, huh?" Noticing Qi Lin's unease, Bai Qian also didn't say anything explicitly, just paying attention to Qi Lin while adjusting his own breathing. He didn't press Qi Lin for answers either, only saying softly, "This little trick isn't that unusual, my master is a hermit doctor, and sometimes he'll even cut me up a bit to test out his new prescriptions. That's also why my external injury medicine is so potent, it's really a blessing in disguise... or should I say, heaven is looking out for me?"

  So he was able to recover as before, and his heart became even more determined, so he came back for revenge.

  "Later on, I also started using my own body to refine medicine. Gradually, I became like this." With hands spread open, showcasing his own body, he continued "It turns out that my body still had this use."

  Of course, Bai Qianyan didn't tell Qi Lin that he had also practiced medicine on other people's bodies, and the ones who survived were now all willing to die for him.

  Really?

  "What are you doing?"

  Qilin gently grasped the back of Bai Qianye's head, letting him lean into her embrace. She thought about how his father's son had only just entered the medical field and was already practicing acupuncture on her, one needle prick making her grit her teeth in pain, not to mention what he was doing now.

  If that night seven years ago made him fall from heaven to hell, then in these seven years, he has been experiencing all this, hasn't he already galloped through hell?

  "Tired?" Gently patting his back, she said "Once the pain is over, it won't hurt anymore, but you'll still be tired, right?"

  Bai Qianyan was slightly stunned, she hadn't thought of that.

  "Sorry, your struggle for power, national hatred and family feud, I can't tell who is right or wrong." It's as if no one can distinguish between justice and evil, but there are still things she can do.

  Loosening his grip on Bai Qianyan, he smiled slightly and continued, "It's okay to be yourself sometimes."

  "Be myself?" Bai Qianyan was slightly stunned, holding onto Qi Lin's shoulders, and raised the corner of his mouth to say "What kind of me is really me? Or what kind of me do you like, Bai Qianyan?"

  "Hehe... I'm going to rest." After saying that, she got up and ignored Qilin, walked to the edge of the medicine pool, then sat down with her back against the wall.

  Realizing she had misspoken, Zilin let out a small sigh. She was tired too, forced to participate in the struggle for power and position, forced into the palace, offending the jealous and hot-tempered concubine with just one careless word, her head would be on the chopping block. Which day wasn't she living in fear?

  Why can't she enjoy the benefits brought by the law of traversal like a heroine? Why can't she take a chance and make a big deal with her own career experience? Why can't she do what she wants to do? But, just violating her heart and entering the palace is already so tiring, if she does anything else, won't she be exhausted to death.

  Disaster and blessing, if she hadn't insisted on herself like this, wouldn't she have even felt nervous and apprehensive?

  It's better to be dead than to live like a walking corpse.

  Bai Qianyan, your world has so many wounds, she doesn't want to find out, and there's no holy mother's power to mend them one by one.

  She'll be here, lending you her shoulder.

  But those who don't buy it are idiots.

  "Idiot!"

  Super big idiot!

  Qilin glared at Bai Qianyi, thinking that she was interfering too much. If only she had known better than to get involved with him in the first place, she would have just let him suffer and die on his own, or rather, let him fend for himself here.