Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

Before he could think of a way to kill the snake, his body was suddenly pulled upwards at a very fast speed. Before he could react, he felt himself fall onto a big tree.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the person in front of him vigilantly, "Who are you?" Because of the light, Fukang'an could not see clearly who the person in front of him was, but he did not feel any hostility.

Ziwei chuckled and whispered in his ear, "Young General Fucha, how did you get yourself into such a mess? Do you want me to help you deal with those remaining villains?"

The warm breath made Fukang'an feel a little uncomfortable. When he realized who the voice belonged to, the tips of his ears turned red. "Miss Ziwei, why are you here?" His heart was beating fast, and he subconsciously forgot to ask himself how he got up here. He didn't even know when the thing that was pestering him disappeared.

Ziwei smiled and said, "I was just passing by and saw someone in need of help, so I offered to help." There was a bright light shining in her eyes, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Fukang'an looked at Ziwei with gratitude, and a strange feeling surged in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it. This person was a relative of a certain prince.

"Shh—they're coming. Do we need to keep them alive?"

Fukang'an shook his head slightly, "No need, their martial arts are very high, you stay here, I will go down to deal with it..." However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by bursts of screams.

"what--"

"What is that? Ah—"

"What's wrong? What is it?"

"Speak, don't scare me, ah——"

These voices were filled with fear and despair, as if they had encountered something extremely terrible.

Soon, there was no more movement below, only a dead silence. At the same time, a strong smell of blood wafted out, filling the air and making people feel uncomfortable.

Ziwei frowned and said, "They're all dead. The smell of blood will soon attract the things inside. Let's get out first." After saying that, she didn't wait for Fu Kang'an to reply. She hugged his waist and floated down lightly. Then, she quickly grabbed Fu Kang'an's hand and ran towards the outside of the woods.

Fu Kang'an was stunned, the screams still echoing in his mind. Did those people just die like that? What had happened? What had she done? A series of questions flooded his mind, but at this moment, he could only run with Ziwei.

Finally running out of the forest, Ziwei saw a strange wound on his left shoulder. The wound was not big, just a round hole with black surroundings. The strange thing was that not even a drop of blood came out.

"What's going on here?" She asked in confusion, poking there with her finger.

It was not dark outside yet, and Fukangan could clearly see that there was not even a pore on the fair and tender face of the girl in front of him. Her delicate red lips looked so tender that he had the urge to take a bite.

. . .

Not hearing any response, Ziwei raised her head. The man was really tall, a whole head taller than her, probably at least 1.85 meters.

At this moment, he was staring at her blankly, as if lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking about. Ziwei couldn't help but roll her eyes, then poked his wound a few more times, causing Fukangan to gasp in pain.

"What's wrong with your wound? It's so strange!" Ziwei asked again.

Fu Kang'an finally came to his senses and realized that he had just been distracted. He quickly put away those impure thoughts and secretly felt lucky that no one knew what he was thinking.

He glanced down at his wound, shook his head, and said, "I'm not really sure about the details. I had already found the last hideout, and everything was going smoothly. However, at the critical moment, someone suddenly appeared, holding a black stone and threw it at me. Who would have thought that the stone would go straight through my clothes and into my body? I had no choice but to give up and flee the scene. However, they seemed to believe that the stone would cause me harm, and they kept chasing me."

This wound was very painful at first, but why is it not so painful now? Fu Kang'an frowned and thought to himself.

A lot of strange things have happened recently. First, the Queen was seriously injured, then the Emperor and the Queen suddenly looked younger, then there was the injury on the Twelfth Prince, and finally the strange wound on his own body. All these made him very confused.

Moreover, the woman before him was also peculiar. The changes in the emperor and others seemed to be inextricably linked to her. In addition, the sound of the flute that day and what had just happened made him even more curious about her. Who was she?

"Don't resist later. I want to check your body first." Ziwei said in a flat tone, and at the same time reached out and grabbed Fukang'an's hand, preparing to input spiritual energy to explore his physical condition.

However, when her hand touched Fukangan, the soft touch instantly broke Fukangan's expressionless face. Only then did he realize that when he ran out of the woods just now, she not only put her arm around his waist, but also held his hand. Her hand was so soft that Fukangan's face flushed instantly, his eyes were flustered, and he didn't know where to look.

Ziwei hadn't noticed his unusual behavior. She was staring at the small stone in his body in confusion. It was black and she couldn't tell what it was. It was quietly floating in his dantian. She carefully tried to touch the stone, but it dodged her. Tsk tsk, this stone must have become a spirit.

She withdrew her spiritual energy and pointed at the location of his Dantian. "The stone is here now, and we don't know what it is yet. Let me see if I can treat your wound first. Don't go back and make the emperor worry."

Fu Kang'an nodded, feeling relieved. Although he didn't know why Ziwei could see what was going on inside his body, since she said she could help him treat the wound, it should be fine. However, he was still a little worried. After all, they were in the wilderness, without any medical equipment or medicine. What if the wound got infected or worsened? So he suggested, "Why don't we go back first? There's no medicine here."

Ziwei listened to his words, shook her head, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile. She gently patted Fu Kang'an's shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, I have a way."

As she spoke, she stretched out her right hand and covered the hole in Fukangan's shoulder. Then she closed her eyes, mobilized the spiritual energy in her body, and slowly injected it into Fukangan's body. As she moved, a warm breath passed from her palm into Fukangan's body, nourishing his injured part.