Reincarnated as her wicked older sister who has been cleansed up, she attracts a swarm of beastly hu

Chapter 89 Unfamiliar
He Yan fainted in the snow.

When Wen Li went to find him, he was already delirious.

His body was covered in numerous large and small wounds, clearly indicating that a fierce battle had taken place not long ago.

The snowdrift beneath him gradually turned a bright red color.

Wen Li was terrified; she didn't want to see He Yan die in front of her like this.

"Hang in there, I'll treat you now!"

Wen Li tried her best to calm herself down and checked He Yan's injuries.

He Yan's most serious injury was in his abdomen, from which blood was constantly gushing out, soaking the snow beneath him.

Wen Li's fingers were trembling uncontrollably, and her mind was blank.

"Treatment, I'll treat you right now..."

She muttered to herself and began using her healing abilities on He Yan's injuries.

He Yan's wounds healed quickly, but Wen Li felt completely drained of energy.

She was already feeling unwell and was ill, so using her supernatural abilities to treat He Yan under these circumstances would be a very difficult task.

The biting cold outside seemed to seep into their bones.

Wen Li had no time to rest; her immediate priority was to bring He Yan back to the cave.

But He Yan is really heavy!
He is a grown man, and now he is unconscious and unconscious. You can imagine how heavy his body must feel.

Wen Li had no idea how she dragged He Yan back into the cave.

Wen Li was cold and exhausted. She slumped to the ground, panting heavily, and felt a sharp pain in her lungs.

Her cheeks were red from the cold, her lips were pale, and the cold sweat on her forehead made her look extremely weak.

For a moment, Wen Li felt like she was going to die out there.

Now, she has finally returned to this warm and cramped space.

In this simple cave where she had lived for nearly a week, Wen Li had never felt so at ease.

After he had rested enough, she dragged He Yan back to the simple bed and then took off his winter clothes.

After the clothes were removed, the wounds, large and small, became more noticeable.

These wounds were not as serious as the fatal wound to the abdomen.

Wen Li used her remaining supernatural power to treat He Yan's relatively serious injuries.

Now we can only pray that He Yan recovers as soon as possible.

Wen Li stayed by He Yan's side for quite a while.

He then got up and added some wood to the fire, making it burn brighter and driving away the chill in the air.

Then they covered the hole even more tightly, leaving only a small gap.

After doing all this, Wen Li felt much more relaxed.

But her body didn't think so.

The itching in her throat surged up again, and she couldn't help but cough softly, the coughing becoming more and more intense until she gagged.

Wen Li removed her palm and found a pool of blood on it.

Her health points have dropped way too much!
Is this how we're going to die?

Wen Li thought uneasily.

When He Yan returned, he had nothing on him, and the basket was nowhere to be found.

Perhaps it was lost during the fight.

Clearly, he did not manage to pick the snow lotus grass she wanted this time.

Looking at it this way, the situation is quite bad; she might really be going to die here.

"Ugh...cough cough."

Just as Wen Li was lost in thought, He Yan opened his eyes.

His strength is his resilience; after Wen Li treated his wounds, he had already recovered significantly.

However, I couldn't hold on outside just now.

His head was throbbing and aching from being hit, and his abdominal wound was bleeding profusely, all while he was in such a cold and harsh environment.

Even if He Yan is thick-skinned, he has no way to deal with this situation.

He Yan slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the familiar cave, his mind was still a little dazed.

Wen Li had been keeping an eye on He Yan's movements and had already noticed that he had woken up.

She quickly stepped forward and exclaimed with delight, "He Yan, you're finally awake!"

"……Um."

Wen Li became agitated and started coughing again.

She covered her lips tightly, suppressing the sound of her cough, her shoulders trembling.

She finally finished coughing, but the metallic taste in her throat was still strong. She clenched her fist and concealed it behind her back without making it obvious.

He Yan had always been sensitive to the smell of blood, and his gaze fell on her clenched fist.

"What happened to your hand?" He Yan suddenly asked.

"It's nothing, there's nothing there."

Wen Li felt there was no need to tell him that she had been coughing up blood.

He Yancai didn't believe it.

The smell of blood had become stronger, not emanating from him, but rather from Wen Li.

It has a unique sweet fragrance.

He Yan sat up, reached out and grabbed Wen Li's wrist, which she was trying to hide, and frowned as he said:

"It smells of blood, let me see."

Wen Li's wrist was slender and easily held in his palm, unable to break free.

His strength was both firm and gentle, forcing her to take out her hand that was hidden behind her back.

Wen Li sighed and simply opened her palm.

"Is it that serious already?"

He Yan saw the bright red blood in Wen Li's pale palm, which was quite obvious.

"It's alright," Wen Li said casually, changing the subject: "What happened to you when you went out? How did you get such serious injuries?"

“A troublesome guy.” He Yan felt annoyed just thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, the area was occupied by a black bear. Just as He Yan was about to leave, the black bear suddenly attacked him.

This thing doesn't hibernate; it's still lively and energetic right now. Luckily, He Yan reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been ambushed.

The two sides got into a fight.

The black bear, unaware of what had happened, entered a berserk state, becoming extremely powerful in combat.

Neither side gained an advantage over the other; he was injured, and the black bear wasn't much better off.

Unfortunately, he lost his basket.

He Yan became angrier the more he thought about it.

"I'm glad you're alright." Wen Li breathed a sigh of relief.

She genuinely had no idea that such a dangerous thing existed nearby.

He Yan's combat strength is already so strong, and the fact that the other party could torment him to this extent shows that he is also a rather dangerous guy.

If she were to accidentally find the cave where she lives, and she were the only one left there... Wen Li estimated that she would lose her life.

"I lost the basket, sorry," He Yan said stiffly.

This was the first time he had ever made himself look so disheveled.

"It's okay, you don't need to blame yourself."

Wen Li felt even more guilty.

He wouldn't have been injured if He Yan hadn't gone out to find herbs for her.

"You haven't eaten anything outside, have you? Cough cough cough... I'll go make you something to eat."

Wen Li coughed softly for a while and pulled her hand away from He Yan's grasp.

"Wait, I still have something for you."

After saying that, He Yan reached into his pocket and took something out.

"Is this the herb you're looking for?"

Wen Li's gaze fell on the herbs in He Yan's hand, her eyes widening in surprise.

"You...how could you have this!"

It's truly a case of "after the darkest hour comes the dawn."

She thought He Yan was so badly injured, and his basket was missing, let alone the herbs he had brought back.

I can't believe he actually brought it back!

Saved!
Wen Li was overjoyed, "That's right, this is it."

Looking at her surprised face, He Yan felt a surge of relief.

I'm so glad I slipped a snow lotus plant into my pocket, otherwise I would have made a wasted trip. "You should brew your medicine first, there's no rush for the other things."

"it is good."

After saying that, Wen Li began to brew the medicinal soup for herself according to the instructions in the medical guide.

After the soup was cooked, Wen Li took the pot outside and left it for a while, and the temperature of the originally boiling soup quickly dropped.

She drank it eagerly, hoping to stop the tragedy of her health bar dropping as soon as possible.

The soup made from snow lotus grass tastes like mint, soothing the throat and with a slight coolness.

After drinking it, Wen Li could clearly feel that her throat felt much better.

She doesn't need to drink the whole pot at once; she only needs to take a sip when her throat feels uncomfortable, and it will have a miraculous effect.

It can even reduce fever.

Wen Li took a few sips, then put the drink into her spatial storage, intending to take it out when she felt unwell.

When she returned to the cave, He Yan was already full of energy and had begun preparing dinner.

"You can rest now, leave the rest to me."

"You're still injured."

"It's nothing, just some minor scratches, they'll be fine in a few days."

He Yan remained unconcerned about his injuries, clearly having become accustomed to them.

Having been on the road all year round, injuries are commonplace. The most serious wound has already been healed by Wen Li, and the others are not worth mentioning.

Both of them were in a good mood, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Today's efforts weren't in vain. Although we lost some things, we found the Snow Lotus Grass for Wen Li.

"Have you taken your medicine?" He Yan asked.

"I drank it, and I feel much better now," Wen Li replied.

"That's good." He Yan continued to lower his head, cutting open the frozen meat and putting it into the stone pot.

"By the way, this is for you."

Wen Li took out the beast core that He Yan had given her not long ago and returned it to him.

With her palm open, the beast core, as smooth and lustrous as black jade, lay in Wen Li's hand.

She glanced at He Yan.

Their eyes met directly.

Wen Li swallowed hard and said casually, "This thing is very precious, isn't it? Here, take it back."

"Take this first; it might come in handy during this time," He Yan said calmly.

"No need," Wen Li said, taking He Yan's hand and placing it in his palm. "If An Yuan finds out, things will get out of hand."

He's now An Yuan's beast husband, so instead of leaving the beast core for An Yuan, he's giving it to her.

This matter was simply unacceptable, and it made Wen Li feel quite uncomfortable.

She didn't really like this feeling of immorality.

He Yan looked at her with a puzzled expression.

After a long pause, he asked, puzzled, "Who is An Yuan?"

Wen Li: "?"

???

What are you saying, He Yan!

You've lost your memory, haven't you?
She looked at He Yan in surprise and found that he did indeed look puzzled.

"An Yuan, An Yuan!" Wen Li thought he hadn't heard her clearly.

“I know.” He Yan frowned, his lips slightly pursed. “What does my giving you the beast core have to do with her?”

Wen Li stammered, "She...she's not your beastly wife, this isn't right."

"..."

Wen Li heard He Yan sigh.

"how?"

He Yan looked at her with a puzzled and confused expression. "Who told you she's my beast wife?"

"Huh? Isn't that right?" Wen Li blinked.

An unspoken joy spread through her, causing the corners of her lips to curl up uncontrollably.

Isn't He Yan An Yuan's beast husband?
Why do I suddenly feel so happy?

"Are you misunderstanding something?" He Yan asked seriously.

He had only met Wen Li a few times before, and he never expected that she would misunderstand him so deeply.

Who exactly is spreading rumors that he is An Yuan's beastly husband?
"Who told you that?" He Yan asked again.

In fact, no one told Wen Li; she guessed it herself.

After all, how could An Yuan possibly let go of such a high-quality man?

Given An Yuan's current circumstances, winning over the other party wouldn't be difficult, so she naturally assumed that He Yan was An Yuan's bestial husband.

"Uh... I heard about it before." Wen Li quickly shifted the blame.

When He Yan asks who it is, she'll say she forgot.

Fortunately, He Yan did not press the matter further.

Wen Li added, "Besides, I saw you and An Yuan getting very close last time. She took you to the witch doctor, didn't she?"

This was the scene of their first meeting.

This was also the moment when Wen Li subconsciously thought that He Yan was An Yuan's beast husband.

"She just showed me the way; I didn't know her at all back then," He Yan said expressionlessly.

That was his first day visiting the tribe.

Because I wasn't feeling well, I needed to see a shaman. Being in an unfamiliar place, I unexpectedly ran into An Yuan.

An Yuan was very enthusiastic towards him and took the initiative to lead him to the witch doctor.

It was there that He Yan first saw Wen Li, who was clinging to her beastly husband.

He Yan glanced at it.

After that, the two of them were trapped here together.

Thanks to her, he successfully found the stray beast and avenged his sister.

Thinking of this, He Yan's expression softened.

"Then...it seems I misunderstood." Wen Li could no longer suppress the smile on her face.

He Yan! He is not An Yuan's beastly husband!

that's nice!

"Then I'll accept this." Wen Li took the beast core back from He Yan's hand.

It's something that can save your life, why not take it if it's free!

"it is good."

He Yan didn't hold it against her.

Remembering something, He Yan suddenly spoke up: "Do you mind that I'm An Yuan's beast husband?"

Something clicked in my head.

Wen Li became exceptionally cold after seeing his true appearance, was it because of this?
The aroma of meat wafted slowly from the stone pot. Wen Li sniffed and whispered, "Since you have a beast wife, of course I have to keep my distance from you."

Wen Li understood this principle.

Moreover, she didn't have any desire to seduce other people's men.

“If I had a beastly wife, I wouldn’t use my body to warm you,” He Yan said calmly.

Wen Li's cheeks flushed slightly.

He Yan then calmly uttered some extraordinary words!

She'd almost forgotten what happened that day!
Wen Li was both embarrassed and awkward, and didn't know what to say for a long time.

He Yan was much more composed than her. He lifted the lid of the pot, glanced inside, and said, "It's ready to eat."

"I'll get the bowl."

Just as Wen Li was about to turn around, He Yan's eyes sharpened, and he grabbed her wrist.

"Wen Li, put the pot away!"

His serious expression made Wen Li's heart tighten. With a wave of her hand, she put the steaming stone pot into her spatial storage.

Only a faint aroma of meat remained in the air.

Then, He Yan quickly extinguished the firewood burning in the cave.

The cave became pitch black.

He Yan reached out and pulled Wen Li to his side.

"Don't say a word!"