The girl traveled through another world and forced the prince to take the imperial examination

The young man in white was sitting cross-legged on the ground. He had just completed a cycle of breathing exercises and found that there was gas surging in his dantian. Although he could only gather a little bit, it already surprised him.

What happened? Was someone trying to detoxify him?

Impossible! There's no antidote to the Drunken Dream poison. The poison's venom is not fatal, but it can make the victim's life worse than death.

If it wasn't for the detoxifying medicine, how could he regain his sense of touch after losing all five senses? And the energy in his dantian wouldn't lie.

Did he encounter a hermit? Perhaps that boy was the hermit's disciple.

After Mu Qingcheng finished dealing with the man in black, she turned back to the young man in white. He had a calm expression, showing no emotion. He looked much better than yesterday, and seemed much more energetic.

Mu Qingcheng felt that this person seemed different from yesterday, but she couldn't tell what was different.

Even though this man was deaf, dumb, and blind, she felt safe around him. She felt the need to communicate with him. But how? She was a bit confused.

She put the water bag into his hand. The man sat on the ground and felt around with the bag. He didn't refuse to drink the water like he did yesterday. He found the opening of the bag accurately, pulled out the stopper, brought it to his mouth, and drank the water gracefully.

Mu Qingcheng then realized how different he was from the day before. The man had clearly tidied himself up. He sat cross-legged on the floor, his snow-white robe neatly tied to cover his legs. His back was straight, and his long hair, seemingly combed, draped behind him.

If it weren't for his unfocused eyes, she would have doubted that the man in front of her was a normal person.

Mu Qingcheng followed his example and sat on the ground. She looked at her snacks and picked out two chocolate sandwich cookies.

The sweet and rich chocolate satisfied her taste buds, but it was too little. When she was about to eat the second piece, she hesitated. Looking at the man in front of her, he seemed to have not eaten anything yesterday!

Mu Qingcheng tore open the package without hesitation and stuffed the biscuit into the man's mouth. The young man in white simply frowned and began to chew, and soon the biscuit was finished.

"You're so obedient today, it seems you're very hungry."

After thinking for a moment, she took out another compressed biscuit and tried to feed it to him. Unexpectedly, the man grabbed her hand accurately. While she was still in a daze, he wrote a few words on her palm.

"Who are you? Where is this?"

Mu Qingcheng looked at the palm of her hand, then at the man opposite her, she was a little surprised and confused.

"You can still read? How did you learn to read when you're deaf, dumb, and blind? You're so inspiring! You two are truly the same kind of people, both so driven!"

“It’s traditional Chinese characters.”

His traditional Chinese characters looked very complicated, but Mu Qingcheng knew what he wanted to ask without having to guess. She also took his hand and wrote on his palm.

"This is deep in the forest."

She wrote very slowly, and she didn't know whether the ancient people could understand her simplified characters.

The young man in white frowned in thought. This kid's handwriting was shoddy, and he wondered who taught him. Perhaps those hermit masters were all solitary, and the disciples they taught were also unique.

He twitched his lips unconsciously. Although her handwriting was strange, he could roughly understand it. The child said they were deep in the mountains. He had guessed correctly. The hermits liked to live in seclusion in the mountains. He must have met a hermit.

"How many people are there here?"

Mu Qingcheng turned her head to glance at the man in black lying on the ground and answered honestly, "Three people."

The young man in white nodded. Sure enough, his master was there too.

Mu Qingcheng didn't know if he understood, so she took his hand and asked, "Do you know where this is?"

The young man in white shook his head. Mu Qingcheng was very satisfied. It seemed that he could understand her words.

Mu Qingcheng then asked: "How did you get here?"

The young man in white fell silent. How did he get here? He remembered that before he lost his five senses, during an assassination attempt, his Dragon Shadow Guards fell one by one. He had no choice but to use half of his internal energy to repel the enemy, but he couldn't control the Drunken Dream Poison either, and his hands and legs quickly lost consciousness.

That woman suddenly appeared. Haha! How ridiculous! He thought he was saved. That was just the beginning of her torture.

He was imprisoned in a mine and was dragged out by the mine guards every day to be beaten, scolded and humiliated. Then a rope was put around his neck and he was taken to compete with a group of dogs for food.

Was this her revenge? The woman who said she loved him, had personally fed him the poison and sent him to the mines.

What his master said was right, women are all pink skeletons. They are beautiful ladies during the day, but turn into evil ghosts that eat human flesh and blood at night. Once you get involved with them, you will be dragged into the abyss and there will be no escape.

He endured the humiliation and waited until the power in his dantian could suppress half of his drunken dreams. Then he killed those who had humiliated him, escaped from the mine and hid in the mountains.

Finally, his internal energy was exhausted and Zui Meng was no longer in control. Before he completely lost his five senses, he sent a signal to his Dragon Shadow Guards. It was unknown whether they had come to him.

I don’t know how far the mine is from the capital. Maybe his people can’t see the signal at all.

Mu Qingcheng waited for a long time but saw no response from him. She only saw his face becoming paler and paler, and there was murderous intent in his gray eyes.

“This is a man with a story.”

She only asked him one question. Was it so difficult to answer? Mu Qingcheng was not in a hurry. She held her chin and admired the handsome guy for a while. He had a really good-looking face. He was very suitable to play the role of a young man from a prominent family.

Oh! Did she overlook something?

How did a deaf, dumb, and blind person learn to read? Judging from his manners, elegance is etched into his bones. How could a deaf, dumb, and blind person learn such innate nobility? Even if he was gifted, how did he learn it?

What if his disability was not congenital but acquired? Then everything would make sense.

Mu Qingcheng looked him up and down. He didn't seem injured, so could he have been poisoned?

Whether it's palace fighting or house fighting, she didn't watch those TV dramas in vain. A nobleman who is excellent in every way and looks so good, how many people would be jealous!

Mu Qingcheng felt that she had found the truth, and she couldn't wait to confirm it.

He tugged at the young man in white's sleeve, took his hand, and asked, "What poison have you been poisoned with?"

The young man in white's dazed eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at her with his gray eyes. It turned out that his guess was right. He really survived a desperate situation and met a noble person.

The young man in white quickly wrote two words on her palm: "Drunk Dream"

"What are you drunk about? Is it a dream? Drunken Dream, is there such a poison? What are poisons usually called? Crane's Beak Red, Heartbreak Grass, Five Poison Powder, etc. How can such a nice name as Drunken Dream actually be a poison?"

She kept nagging for a long time and then took out her capsules. She really didn't have much medicine left.

"He was poisoned, not suffering from a cold. Don't take the cold medicine. He doesn't have a fever. Save the fever-reducing medicine for his companions."

That left cephalosporin and bezoar detoxifying tablets. Mu Qingcheng took out two more cephalosporins and five bezoar detoxifying tablets.

"Since it's an antidote, it doesn't matter what poison it's for. It won't do any harm anyway. At most, it'll just give you diarrhea, and maybe it can even help expel all the toxins!"

Mu Qingcheng put the medicine in his palm and told him that it was medicine.

The young man in white didn't hesitate, he tilted his head back and put the medicine into his mouth. Before she could give him water, he actually chewed and swallowed the medicine.

"Uh! You're amazing. This is the first time I've seen anyone take medicine like this." She could imagine how bitter it was.

The young man in white didn't feel it was very bitter. He didn't have the sense of taste, which is also one of the five senses, but he could taste the unique bitterness of the herbs. This bitterness was also mixed with a cool feeling, which relieved a lot of the burning pain in his throat.

After taking the medicine, the young man in white placed his hands on his legs and immediately began to meditate and regulate his breathing.

"Oh my! Are they practicing martial arts? So cool!"