They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

What a beautiful person she is! Her eyes and every gesture exude gentleness. This feeling made Han Yuxiu's nose tingle, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What's wrong?" Wu Ziyan asked Han Yuxiu.

"You're so lucky to have such a handsome husband, and you don't even realize it!" Han Yuxiu turned his head to the side, refusing to look at them.

Wu Ziyan knew that he was probably jealous, but she couldn't try to coax him now, since the main character was still there.

But Sima Lingchuan was generous, holding Han Yuxiu's hand and saying, "Brother Yuxiu, you are in the prime of your life, and Ziyan is a perfect match for you." There wasn't a trace of falsehood in his eyes.

These words stunned both Wu Ziyan and Han Yuxiu. Wu Ziyan thought to herself, "Is this husband actually a robot? Does he not love her? Why does he feel like he has a relationship with her every time he sees someone good-looking?" Han Yuxiu blushed, and Wu Ziyan's face turned even paler!

"Ziyan, I've said it before, I'll support you no matter what you do. I won't ask any more questions, and I'm not that stupid."

Wu Ziyan placed her hand on Sima Lingchuan's hand without saying a word. Indeed, everything she did was purposeful, although it was based on feelings to some extent, but how many people's hearts would she break like that?

After a while, the carriage began to chat. The horse was moving very fast. Perhaps because of the poisoning, her senses were very dulled, and even the bumps in the carriage didn't feel as uncomfortable as before.

It was a fine horse after all, and it quickly traveled about seventy miles. There were few pedestrians on the road. It was midday and the sun was scorching hot, but Wu Ziyan's hands were frighteningly cold, as if he was radiating coldness.

Sima Lingchuan's hands were indirectly cold, but he didn't say a word. He just silently held her hand, while Wu Ziyan was unaware of it and felt refreshed.

"There's a tea shop up ahead, why don't we rest for a bit? Everyone's tired," the leader asked them.

Wu Zilian lifted the curtain and looked around. It was just a simple tea stall, but they had indeed walked for a long time.

The guards were all on horseback, and while their backsides could handle it, their mouths were parched. Everyone rested and took a break, but once they got off the carriage, they felt something was wrong.

"I'm afraid it's another rip-off," Wu Ziyan whispered to the two of them.

Han Yuxiu was also cautious. He stopped the guards and distributed some pills to them. When Wu Ziyan asked him what kind of medicine it was, he didn't say. Instead, Sima Lingchuan asked.

He then began to explain: "Most of the tea shops in the mountains and fields are trying to sell sleeping pills to passersby, then rob them of their money and sexually assault them. They give them some antidote pills to keep them safe."

As the group approached, they found only an old woman and a little girl. They didn't seem like bad people. The group sat down and ordered tea. When the tea was served, Han Yuxiu first smelled it and shook his head at the group, indicating that there was nothing wrong with the water. Only then did the group feel relieved and begin to drink.

Wu Ziyan also took a sip and found the water to be sweet. He drank another cup and experienced no unusual symptoms.

After resting for a while, Wu Ziyan was about to speak when a mouthful of blood unexpectedly flowed from her mouth. She was startled, but seeing that everyone around her was fine, she assumed that her health problem had worsened.

Han Yuxiu frowned, sensing something was wrong. He took another sip of tea, savoring its flavor. He was shocked. For an ordinary person, this was nothing, even a good tonic for replenishing qi and promoting body fluids. But for Wu Ziyan, it could be fatal.

He stood up, his voice somewhat serious: "Is this how you usually brew tea?"

The old woman and the little girl looked completely bewildered. After a moment of hesitation, the old woman finally spoke: "Young master, this tea was left behind by a foreign caravan that passed through. They say it's good, and many tea drinkers say it's delicious. We've tried it ourselves, and there's nothing wrong with it!"

Wu Ziyan listened. A foreign caravan, huh? They probably knew she wasn't dead, but how did they know she would definitely be drinking tea here? It's impossible that they had connections to every tea stall along the way and had poisoned them.

"How many days has this foreign caravan been gone?" Wu Ziyan asked weakly, wiping away the blood.

"Three or four days," the old woman replied.

The timing seems to match up, indicating that her destination is already known. However, this information is top secret, and almost no one knows about it. Or perhaps the person who poisoned her was just taking a gamble, guessing that she was going to a secret realm to detoxify. The more I think about it, the more confused I become.

"Alright, it's nothing, it was all a misunderstanding. Let's set off once everyone has rested."

After leaving the tea money, the group set off. Once they were out of sight, Nalu Aza and his party emerged from the cellar behind the tea stall and gave the two men a large sum of silver.

They followed along a side path. Just a day ago, they had heard that Wu Ziyan was not dead, but today, seeing the person vomiting blood, they confirmed her true identity.

Lu Aza muttered, "Great, I didn't expect it to work out by accident."

Then they followed Wu Ziyan's convoy along the path. Wu Ziyan was in the car, and soon he coughed up blood.

Han Yuxiu frowned and spread out the map. He rode at full speed without stopping, and it would still take two more days to reach the border. But judging from Wu Ziyan's condition, it seemed that he was about to die at any moment.

"You, all of you, don't look so gloomy. We're here on vacation. You're all looking like you're about to rush to my funeral!" Wu Ziyan said with difficulty, each word distinct, yet she remained remarkably optimistic.

"Don't you know your own body?" Han Yuxiu said sternly, his tone reproachful yet tinged with grievance.

"Ziyan, you...you should rest well." Sima Lingchuan's face was also pale, but he still managed to force a smile.

Wu Ziyan laughed as if she wasn't worried about dying at all. Han Yuxiu sighed deeply. The guards outside were worried, mainly because they were afraid that if Wu Ziyan died halfway through, they wouldn't be able to escape either!

As darkness fell, they still hadn't found an inn to rest at, so they had no choice but to camp in the wild. At this point, Wu Ziyan felt a little better and insisted on getting off the carriage and walking around.

Han Yuxiu ignored her in a huff, while Sima Lingchuan stayed by her side. It was dark around them, with only the flickering firelight of the camp.

Wu Ziyan silently prayed to summon the system, but received no response. Wu Ziyan began to worry. [Is this damn system not going to help me anymore?]

The rustling sounds came from the woods. It was Lu Aza and his group. They wanted to make their move at night, but they could never find her alone. They crawled among the dead leaves, but accidentally disturbed a nest of lice. At this moment, the lice crawled onto them, but had not yet started to cause any symptoms.

Wu Ziyan and Sima Lingchuan didn't dare to go too far. All the way here, they always felt like they were being followed, so they remained vigilant.