Spring arrives and the land smiles

Having lost 400 milliliters of blood and not slept all night, Qingyan was visibly exhausted. In addition, her shoulder injury had not yet healed, so Qingyan fell asleep until the afternoon.

When Qingyan woke up, she opened her eyes to see Luo Qing's exquisite profile.

"What a rare beauty." Qingyan stared at Luo Qing's sleeping face and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "The title of Butterfly Flower Gentleman must have been given to him by those girls who coveted his beauty."

Thinking of the group of men around her, although some were difficult to deal with, they were all unparalleled. Not to mention Lan Zhen, who was so beautiful that she was almost bewitching, Yun Xuan also had his own kind of refined and elegant charm, and Luo Qing had both, with even more charm.

As Qingyan pondered, she unconsciously propped herself up and gently traced Luo Qing's features with her fingertips, moving from her eyebrows and eyes to the tip of her nose and then to her lips. Luo Qing finally couldn't help but open her eyes.

"Did I wake you up?" Qingyan asked with a smile, tilting her head.

"No, no." Luo Qing blushed.

This kind of scene seems to have become the norm for the two of them.

Qingyan lay down, covered her face and giggled, unable to hide the joy in her eyes.

Now, Luo Qing was even more at a loss.

He sat up, looked at the girl laughing happily beside him, suddenly bit his lip, grabbed her hands, and kissed her from above.

Qingyan was stunned, not knowing what to do for a moment, and just stared at Luo Qing with wide eyes.

A moment later, Luo Qing released her, rolled off the bed, and said in a light voice, "Qingqing is so naughty, I won't let her off easily next time." After saying that, she quickly left the room, leaving Qingyan alone and bewildered.

Is this... is this considered a counterattack? Qingyan touched her lips, then burst into laughter.

In the left wing of the courtyard, the young man woke up from his deep sleep and immediately reported to Qingyan.

Zhui'er was feeding the boy porridge by the bedside when she saw Qingyan and Luoqing come in. She quickly gave up her spot by the bed and stood by her side.

The boy was a little scared when he saw so many people. The curiosity and fear in his eyes quickly appeared on his slightly immature face. He looked at Siwu and then at Zhuier.

Siwu understood his gaze and explained, "This is Princess Pingqiu and Young Master Luoqing."

Upon hearing these two names, the boy immediately became excited and struggled to get out of bed to greet them.

"Don't move. Your injuries are quite serious. If anything goes wrong, all our hard work will be wasted," Qingyan gently stopped him.

The boy was sensible and nodded gratefully, obediently lying down.

Luo Qing stepped forward to check the boy's pulse, paused for a moment, and nodded to Qing Yan.

"Can we get an antidote now?" Qingyan asked.

"We still need one more ingredient to guide the medicinal process." Luo Qing picked up his pen and wrote down the name of a medicinal herb.

Zhui'er understood immediately: "This servant will go and get the medicine right away."

"What are the odds of success?" Qingyan asked Luoqing again.

After thinking for a moment, Luo Qing replied, "About 70-80%."

Luo Qing is always cautious. If he says he's 70-80% sure, Qing Yan estimates that the kid's life should be saved.

"Did you hear that?" Qingyan turned to the boy lying on the bed. "The remaining 20% ​​or 30% depends on you. If you can cooperate well with the treatment, it will be a 100% success."

"Am I right?" Qingyan looked at Luoqing again.

Luo Qing, of course, understood her intention and nodded to the boy.

The boy's eyes reddened with emotion: "I will cooperate fully. I will repay the great kindness of the princess and Doctor Luo with all my heart."

This is what I was waiting for.

The reason for saving him was to gain the upper hand in the confrontation with Marquis Yong'an, so Qingyan's original intention was to use his kindness to coerce him.

"Let's save your life first, we'll talk about the rest later." Qingyan said with a smile, and left with Luo Qing.

Once outside the room, Luo Qing pulled Qing Yan back, and said apologetically in a low voice, "Qing Qing, I'm not entirely sure about the effectiveness of this young man's poison."

"So when you said there was a 70-80% chance you were lying to me?" Qingyan feigned surprise.

"No, no," Luo Qing didn't expect Qing Yan to misunderstand like this, and quickly explained, "Qing Qing promised him that he was 100% sure. Although I just agreed, it was only to appease him. In reality, it was only 70% or 80% sure."

"What Brother Luo Qing said, seven or eight out of ten, seems to me to be ten out of ten. Alright, I believe you. No matter what the outcome, let's do our best and leave the rest to fate." Qing Yan has always completely trusted Luo Qing, otherwise she wouldn't have invited him to the Southeast.

Such trust stirred Luo Qing's emotions, and she hugged Qingyan into her arms: "I know this person is very important to you, Qingqing. Otherwise, your thoughts would not have become so deep these past few days. I will do my best."

The tone sounded less like someone was giving their all and more like someone was going through fire and water. Qingyan quickly added, "Wait, save him if you can, but if it requires some kind of golden-bellied python to cure him, you might as well give up on that idea, understand?"

"I understand." Luo Qing smiled and let go of her to prepare the medicine for the boy.

Luo Qing lived up to Qing Yan's trust, working tirelessly day and night to pull the boy back from the brink of death several times, eventually curing the poison. However, Luo Qing also expended a lot of his internal energy in the process.

Qingyan stood by Luoqing's bedside and said, "You've ignored all my advice."

"No, I wouldn't dare." Luo Qing was physically weak at this moment, and even more so insecure.

"Since you dare not, then drink this and take good care of yourself." Qingyan fed the medicine to Luo Qing's lips. Luo Qing pursed her lips, took the bowl of medicine, and drank it in one gulp.

Before long, Luo Qing fell into a deep sleep, and thus began to truly rest and recuperate.

Because they were treating the boy's poison, Qingyan and her group stayed in Kangning City for another day. Considering the time, it was time to set off as soon as possible.

With two more wounded in the group, Qingyan changed to a larger carriage, letting Zhuier take care of the boy in the original carriage, while she stayed with Luo Qing, who had been unconscious all night.

The carriage was spacious, and Qingyan had specially asked Zhuier to add thick, soft quilts and lay down a jade mat so that it wouldn't feel hot when lying on it.

Looking at the sleeping Luo Qing, Qing Yan couldn't help but trace his outline with her fingertips. However, he wouldn't wake up this time. After all, Qing Yan had given him a strong dose of medicine last night. In order to let Luo Qing rest well on the way and not to make him worry, Qing Yan thought for a long time and decided to let him sleep through the next three days.

After leaving Kangning City, the group entered the mountains. Although they were traveling on the official road, the journey was rugged and their pace slowed down.

Mountainous areas are rife with bandits, so Qingyan instructed the sisters Siyou and Siwu to find a reliable escort agency in Kangning City, thus adding a group of bodyguards to the team.

"Sister, the princess is taking the two of us and seven or eight palace guards. What do they need these people for? Look at that leader, he looks fierce, but in a real fight, he wouldn't be enough for the two of us to take down with one punch each." Siwu glanced at the bodyguard behind her and muttered to Siyou, who was riding alongside her.

“The princess has her own reasons; we should simply follow her orders.” Siyou was two years older and more composed than Siwu.

Siwu pursed his lips and said no more.