Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Handsome Men Keep Chasing After Me

Chapter 358

Nalan Jingwen leaned against him with her eyes closed, looking listless. Upon hearing this, her eyelashes trembled, and then she opened her eyes to meet his gaze.

She could see the expectation in his eyes, as well as the unease that had always been there.

He desperately wanted to be close to her, to be intimate with her, in order to feel her presence.

Nalan Jingwen didn't speak, but simply raised her chin and easily kissed his lips.

Pei Yunche's pupils contracted, and he stood there stunned, a hint of red appearing at the corner of his eyes. Then, he murmured, his voice trembling slightly, and asked her.

"Does what you said last time still stand?"

"If I can get out of here alive, you'll marry me, okay?"

Nalan Jingwen was very tired, her body was already overwhelmed, but she wanted to stay with him longer and refused to close her eyes to rest.

Hearing Pei Yunche's uncertain question, she felt a slight pang in her heart.

"Calculate."

Pei Yunche smiled, the cool moonlight falling into his eyes, as if it had condensed into a whole galaxy of stars.

She carefully tightened her arms around him, as if holding a porcelain doll in her arms, her voice lingering and murmuring.

"We will definitely survive."

"Most definitely……"

……

Nalan Jingwen's health deteriorated. Initially, he could stay awake for several hours, but later he could only stay awake for half an incense stick's time, and the time he was awake became shorter and shorter.

Those medicines could only keep her alive; they couldn't cure her injuries at all. Her internal organs were severely damaged, and there was no way to save her. The medicines prolonged her life, but also prolonged her suffering.

Pei Yunche witnessed her suffering every day, enduring immense torment. His heart ached dully, as if being cut repeatedly by a knife. Nalan Jingwen was like an autumn leaf, falling piece by piece, destined to rot in the mud and disappear in time.

No matter what he did, he couldn't hold on to her. He was in agony every day, constantly on the verge of losing her. All he could do was hold her tightly, feeling her warmth, hoping to dispel the unease in his heart.

Seeing Nalan Jingwen's increasingly gaunt face, he realized that things couldn't continue like this. He had to take Nalan Jingwen away so that she might be saved.

He began to frequently go out to explore the route of departure. These days, martial law was in effect in Fengtian. Whether leaving or entering the city, one would be searched. He was fine on his own, but he was covered in dirt. The people looked down on him and let him go after a casual look to make sure there was no problem. But it was different when he brought Nalan Jingwen with him.

For several days in a row, anyone who was disabled or sick would be stopped and searched. Even those riding in sedan chairs had to get out for inspection. No one was exempt. Only after going through multiple checks could they pass.

Pei Yunche was unable to find a way to get through smoothly. After being mistaken for a thief while exploring the route again, he ran back in a sorry state.

A sense of powerlessness washed over him. He held Nalan Jingwen and wept silently, blaming himself for being so useless.

His lips trembled as he kissed Nalan Jingwen's forehead, tears streaming down his cheeks and falling onto the lips of the person in his arms.

He had even prepared for the worst: if they couldn't escape and Nalan Jingwen died, he would die with him.

He couldn't let Nalan Jingwen be alone; he was afraid she would be lonely.

On the road to the underworld, by the Bridge of Helplessness, he will accompany her.

"Why are you crying?"

A weak voice came from his arms. Pei Yunche quickly wiped away his tears and forced a smile.

"It's nothing. Are you hungry? I'll go get you something to eat."

His voice was heavily nasal, which only made things worse.

Nalan Jingwen shook her head. She had no desire to eat. Nowadays, even a simple action like lifting her eyelids was incredibly difficult for her.

Pei Yunche understood, but this only made him feel worse, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Nalan Jingwen pursed her lips, a salty, bitter taste spreading in her mouth—it was Pei Yunche's tears.

She vaguely thought that she had made him cry many times these days.

Many times, Pei Yunche would look at her and start to cry, he would cry when he held her and stared blankly, and sometimes he would wake up in the middle of the night and cry in his dreams even though he was asleep.

Was it because I dreamt about her?

She knew her own body was in a state of flux; this body probably wouldn't last much longer. When Pei Yunche wasn't around, she had tried to activate her profound energy, but her dantian was barren and devoid of any life. She was now truly a complete and utter cripple.

Without the guidance of profound power, even people from the divine realm cannot find her, just like Xue Qingheng searched for her for a hundred years.

Nalan Jingwen closed his eyes briefly, then slowly opened them, his dark, deep pupils fixed on Pei Yunche. He called out Pei Yunche's name with some difficulty.

Pei Yunche.

Pei Yunche froze, a bad premonition instantly welling up in his heart.

Soon, I heard her say it.

"I don't have much time left, and I want to ask you for a favor."

Pei Yunche covered his ears and shook his head repeatedly. "I won't listen. Do what you want to do yourself. Why are you asking me for help? I won't do it for you."

Nalan Jingwen simply looked at him quietly, her eyes filled with an unprecedented tenderness.

"You and I both know that this body won't last much longer, will it?"

There's no turning back now.

Pei Yunche stopped moving, his eyes red-rimmed.

"So? Are you going to give your last words now?"

Nalan Jingwen smiled and shook his head, "I want to ask you to go find Xue Qingheng and ask him to save Cheng He."

"Only Xue Qingheng can protect you now. Go find him."

She didn't know how long it would take her to get back in, so she couldn't gamble on that uncertainty.

Yuan knows his relationship with Cheng He and will definitely not let her go. Cheng He must not be harmed.

Why do I have to go? Can't we go together? Are you trying to abandon me?

With red eyes, Pei Yunche questioned, "If she were dead, how could I possibly live on alone?"

Nalan Jing coughed twice, so hard that tears welled up in his eyes.

Pei Yunche hurriedly hugged her, gently patting her back to help her catch her breath.

Nalan Jingwen paused for a moment, then continued, "It's not that I'm abandoning you; we will definitely meet again."

"you're lying!"

"You just want to abandon me. You never keep your word. You're lying to me again."

Pei Yunche choked back tears and hugged her tightly.

Nalan Jing sighed and said, "Pei Yunche, you can't die with me."

How could she not know what Pei Yunche was thinking?

Pei Yunche didn't want to hear it. "Why can't I die with you? Does that mean they can die with you?"

"Nalan Jingwen, how can you be so biased?"

"You've always favored Rong Hengyu and Liu Qishan, but now I, Pei Yunche, am by your side. Rong Hengyu has already betrayed you, and only I, Pei Yunche, am qualified to die with you. Don't even think about it!"

He angrily bit Nalan Jingwen's shoulder, but was afraid of hurting her and didn't bite hard at all. Tears streamed down his face, his breathing trembled, and his voice choked with sobs.

“Nalan Jingwen, if you die, I won’t be able to live either…”