Even women who travel through time can become prime ministers and nobles.

It took Shi Wanxia nearly two hours to find Shen Yanchu's sword and a small bundle covered in mud. She took it back, washed it clean, and continued using it. She quickly walked up to him and handed him the bundle.

"Brother Shen, check if you still have the things. If you still have the medicine for your throat, please take it first. I'll take these two things back and then come back to pick you up."

Her smiling eyes momentarily stunned Shen Yanchu. Realizing his lapse in composure, he quickly regained his senses, rummaged through the potions, and gestured for her to take the rest back to the cave. Shi Wanxia nodded and took the items back to the cave to put them away.

Shen Yanchu watched her departing figure, his mind filled with thoughts. If he hadn't met this girl during this dangerous encounter, he feared... He opened the pills, took the antidote, put the medicine bottle in his pocket, and slowly sat cross-legged to circulate his internal energy to activate the medicine's effects.

This medicine was made by my master and has excellent effects. Although it cannot cure the "Seven Star Tang of Sand Flower" poisoning I have, it can restore some of my strength and allow me to walk independently.

As for the muteness, taking this antidote twice will completely cure it. I wonder how my master is doing. When I was ambushed and poisoned, I contacted him to ask him to cover up the poisoning. I was attacked on my way to find my master for the antidote and fled all the way here. This poison is really potent; they really went all out.

When Shi Wanxia emerged from the cave, she saw Shen Yanchu sitting quietly there, his legs crossed, his eyes closed, in a meditative state. His face was calm and focused, as if he were completely isolated from the noise of the outside world.

Shi Wanxia approached quietly, afraid of disturbing him. She stood quietly to the side, watching Shen Yanchu with curiosity and concern in her heart.

Shen Yanchu's breathing was steady and deep, and a faint aura seemed to permeate his body. Shi Wanxia felt a tranquil power emanating from him, as if he were communicating with some kind of inner energy.

She noticed that Shen Yanchu's forehead was slightly sweaty, and his expression alternated between relaxation and tension, as if he were waging a fierce battle against the toxins in his body. Shi Wanxia couldn't help but worry about him, and she silently prayed that he could successfully detoxify.

Time passed slowly, but Shen Yanchu remained immersed in meditation. Shi Wanxia quietly accompanied him, occasionally wiping the sweat from his forehead, offering him silent support and encouragement.

Finally, Shen Yanchu slowly opened his eyes. His gaze revealed a hint of weariness, but also a sense of relief and joy. Shi Wanxia breathed a sigh of relief; she knew he had successfully overcome this ordeal.

"How are you feeling?" Shi Wanxia asked with concern.

Shen Yanchu smiled slightly and nodded at her. He had noticed the girl's care for him earlier.

She wrote on the ground with a stick: "Thank you, Miss Shi. I will need to take the medicine and practice my internal energy again tomorrow to cure my muteness." Shi Wanxia excitedly grabbed Shen Yanchu's arm, her face beaming with joy. Her eyes sparkled like stars.

However, Shen Yanchu's body stiffened involuntarily. His arm was tightly held by Shi Wanxia, ​​and he felt her strength and passion. A complex emotion welled up in his heart; he was both gratified by her happiness and somewhat uncomfortable with her closeness.

Shen Yanchu tried to relax his body, but his muscles wouldn't obey him. His gaze fell on Shi Wanxia's hands, those fair and soft hands, tightly gripping his arm. His heart raced, and his breathing became rapid.

He didn't know how to handle the situation. He wanted to break free from Shi Wanxia's grasp, but he didn't want to disappoint her. He could only silently endure this awkward situation, hoping that Shi Wanxia would release his arm as soon as possible.

In that instant, time seemed to freeze. Shen Yanchu and Shi Wanxia were both immersed in their own emotions, oblivious to everything around them. Their world consisted only of each other and that indescribable feeling.

"So you'll be able to speak tomorrow after the poison is cured, right? That's great! I'll take you home first, you get some rest, and I'll go find something to eat; we're out of food."

Shi Wanxia naturally helped him back to the cave, placed him on a straw mat, and then hurriedly left the cave with a knife and a basket.

Shen Yanchu sat there quietly, his eyes somewhat dazed as he stared at the arm that Shi Wanxia had touched. His ears were slightly red, as if he could still feel the warmth of her fingertips. That instant touch felt like an electric current running through his body, making his heart beat faster involuntarily.

His gaze held a complex mix of emotions: surprise, shyness, and a barely perceptible hint of joy. He had never imagined that Shi Wanxia would touch him so proactively, a feeling that left him somewhat bewildered.

His gaze remained fixed on that spot, as if her presence still lingered there. His thoughts drifted back to that moment, her eyes, her smile, her every move etched deeply into his mind.

He knew that from this moment on, someone's shadow had appeared in his heart, a shadow that stirred his heart. He didn't know where this feeling would lead, but he was willing to explore, to pursue, and to cherish this hard-won feeling.

Shi Wanxia stood quietly by the river, gazing at the scene after the flash flood had receded. The river water was still somewhat murky, swirling as it flowed, as if it had not yet fully recovered from the raging torrent.

She clutched a small net tightly in her hand, her eyes revealing a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty. Despite the murky river water, she still hoped to catch something.

Shi Wanxia carefully placed the small net into the water, feeling the impact of the current. She waited patiently, hoping that a fish would accidentally swim into the net.

Time ticked by, and the river remained murky, but Shi Wanxia did not give up. She stared intently at the water, her net ready to seize any possible opportunity.

Finally, she felt a slight movement in the net. Overjoyed, she quickly lifted the net and saw several fish struggling inside.

A happy smile appeared on Shi Wanxia's face; her efforts had not been in vain. Despite the murky river water, she still managed to catch fish thanks to her patience and perseverance.

Take the fish out of the net and put them in the basket. There are four fish in total, some big and some small. The largest weighs three or four pounds, and the smallest weighs less than half a pound. We can make fish soup for him to nourish his body when we get home.

Shi Wanxia walked quietly through the forest, gazing at the remnants of the floodwaters, her heart filled with helplessness and regret. The once lush forest was now a mess, trees leaning precariously, branches and leaves scattered everywhere. The wild vegetables that once grew in the woods had also vanished without a trace in the ravages of the flood.

The soil beneath her feet was soft and damp, bearing the marks of a flash flood. She carefully avoided fallen trees and sharp branches, trying to find some edible wild vegetables. However, her efforts were in vain; she found nothing but barren land.

Shi Wanxia's mood grew heavier as she recalled the wonderful times she had spent here. Back then, the forest was full of life and vitality, wild vegetables were everywhere, and she could even pick some to improve her meals. But now, all of that was in the past, leaving only desolation and barrenness.

She looked up at the sky, silently praying. She hoped the disaster would pass quickly, the forest would regain its former vitality, and the wild vegetables would regrow.