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“I do!” Murong Xuewei said without hesitation.

"Miss, you mustn't!" Lan'er exclaimed urgently.

“My husband’s life is my life.” Murong Xuewei stood up, her gaze resolute. “If he dies, what meaning is there for me to live?”

Zhang Jing stepped forward: "Your Majesty the Empress..."

“No need to persuade me any further.” Murong Xuewei looked at the witch doctor. “Witch doctor, please tell me what to do.”

The witch doctor took a small bottle from his robes: "Drink this medicine, then go see the snow bear. If it recognizes your sincerity, it will let you take the snow lotus. But..."

"The price is my life, isn't it?"

The witch doctor nodded: "Are you really sure?"

Murong Xuewei took the medicine bottle, turned back and gave Gu Ye a deep look: "I've made up my mind."

She tilted her head back and drank the medicine in one gulp, then turned and walked out of the cave: "Lan'er, take good care of the Emperor."

"Miss!" Lan'er cried out in tears.

Murong Xuewei walked into the snowstorm without looking back: "Husband, wait for me to come back."

Amidst the swirling snow, Murong Xuewei walked step by step toward the snow bear. The medicine began to take effect; she felt her whole body burning up, but she still resolutely continued forward.

The snow bear seemed to sense something and raised its head to look at her warily. But this time, Murong Xuewei didn't take any weapon; instead, she stuck the soft sword in her hand into the snow.

“I know what you’re waiting for,” she said softly. “You’re waiting for someone willing to give their life for someone they cherish, aren’t you?”

The snow bear stood up and let out a low growl.

“For the past three months, I’ve come to duel you every day, each day with the resolve to die.” Murong Xuewei continued walking forward, “But I was wrong. What you need isn’t the resolve to fight, but the courage to sacrifice.”

Her face began to turn pale; the medicine was slowly draining her life away. But her eyes were more resolute than ever before.

"My life for his. What do you think of this deal?"

The snow bear stood upright, towering over three people. It looked down at Murong Xuewei, a strange light flashing in its eyes.

Murong Xuewei had already reached the snow lotus, and she could feel the snow bear's hot breath right above her head. But this time, the snow bear did not attack her.

“I know this snow lotus carries the weight of your thousand-year protection.” She looked up and gazed directly into the snow bear’s eyes, “but to me, his life is more important than a thousand years of protection.”

After saying that, she suddenly felt dizzy. The effects of the drug were becoming increasingly strong, and she knew she wouldn't last much longer.

Just as she was about to collapse, the snow bear suddenly lowered its head and gently touched her with its nose.

Murong Xuewei was stunned.

The snow bear took a step back, actually making way for itself.

"You...agree?"

The snow bear let out a deep roar, as if in response to her.

With trembling hands, Murong Xuewei finally touched the snow lotus swaying in the wind and snow. The moment she touched the snow lotus, a strange warm current suddenly surged into her body.

"This is......"

The snow bear let out another low growl, then turned and disappeared into the snowstorm.

Holding the snow lotus, Murong Xuewei suddenly understood something. This was the real test. It wasn't about giving her life, but about seeing if she was truly willing to pay the ultimate price.

"My lord, Xuewei has come to save you..."

She carried the snow lotus and stumbled as she ran towards the cave. The medicine's effects seemed to have weakened under the influence of the warm current, but she knew that the most important thing now was to get the snow lotus to Gu Ye as quickly as possible.

"Quick!" Murong Xuewei rushed into the cave and handed the snow lotus to Zhang Jing. "Doctor Zhang, save the Emperor!"

Zhang Jing took the snow lotus, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "This snow lotus... it's actually warm." He immediately began preparations, "Lan'er, go boil some water. Your Majesty, please bring me that jade bottle."

Murong Xuewei forced herself to reach for the medicine bottle despite feeling dizzy, but suddenly stumbled and almost fell.

"Miss!" Lan'er quickly helped her up. "You look terrible..."

"I'm fine." Murong Xuewei shook her head. "Go and boil some water."

While tending to the snow lotus, Zhang Jing observed Murong Xuewei's condition: "Your Majesty, are you...?"

"Never mind me," Murong Xuewei interrupted him. "Save the Emperor first."

Zhang Jing hesitated for a moment, then sighed and focused on preparing the medicinal herbs. He processed the snow lotus petals, stems, and leaves separately, combined them with other herbs, and began to brew the antidote.

Throughout this time, Murong Xuewei stayed by Gu Ye's side, holding his hand tightly. She could feel that Gu Ye's hand was getting colder and colder.

"My husband, you must hold on..." she whispered. "We've got the snow lotus, you'll be alright soon..."

About an hour later, Zhang Jing finally handed over the prepared medicine: "Your Majesty, please give it to the Emperor quickly."

Murong Xuewei carefully helped Gu Ye up and fed him the medicine little by little. As the medicine went down his throat, Gu Ye's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and his face began to regain some color.

"Doctor Zhang, what's wrong with His Majesty...?"

"The medicine is taking effect." Zhang Jing checked Gu Ye's pulse. "However, he needs to take two more doses to completely eliminate the toxins from his body."

Murong Xuewei let out a long sigh of relief, her tense nerves finally relaxing. But just then, a violent wave of dizziness struck, and she could no longer hold on, collapsing limply to the ground.

"Miss!"

"Your Majesty the Empress!"

Zhang Jing and Lan'er exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

"I'm fine..." Murong Xuewei tried to get up, but found that she had no strength left in her body.

Zhang Jing took her pulse, his expression changing drastically: "Your Majesty, what exactly did you drink?"

Murong Xuewei smiled weakly: "As long as my husband can be saved... I'm willing to do anything..."

Before she could finish speaking, she fainted.

"Dr. Zhang, what's wrong with Miss?" Lan'er was so anxious she was almost crying.

Zhang Jing's expression turned grave: "There's a very peculiar toxin in her body, it should be..." He suddenly realized something, "...a drug given by the witch doctor?"

Lan'er nodded.

"Oh no!" Zhang Jing stood up. "Quickly, fetch the witch doctor. If this poison isn't treated in time, I'm afraid..."

Before she could finish speaking, Murong Xuewei, who was unconscious, suddenly coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Quickly, go and fetch the witch doctor!" Zhang Jing said urgently to Lan'er while taking Murong Xuewei's pulse.

Just as Lan'er was about to turn and leave, a hoarse voice suddenly rang out: "Xue...Xue Wei..."

The three of them looked towards the bed; Gu Ye had actually woken up. He struggled to sit up and, seeing Murong Xuewei lying on the floor, his expression changed drastically: "What happened to Xuewei?"