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

Chapter 191

"What can we do? He's already eaten it, and there's no way to make him vomit it up."

She blinked, her tone innocent.

Nalan Jingwen wanted to say something, but Liu Qishan grabbed her sleeve. She turned around and saw Liu Qishan shaking his head, "It's okay, Awen, don't worry about me."

Nalan Jingwen took his hand and kissed him lightly on the lips, like a dragonfly skimming the water. "Alright, I will always be by your side."

A slight blush appeared on Liu Qishan's face. She lowered her head and a sweet smile appeared on her lips.

"it is good."

Xue Qingheng suddenly spoke up at this moment, her tone somewhat cold, "It's getting late, let's begin."

Chang Sheng nodded and said, "We can begin once Liu Qishan has fallen into a deep sleep."

Nalan Jingwen didn't understand, but he didn't say much. He stayed with Liu Qishan, letting him lie on the soft couch until the medicine took effect and he gradually fell asleep.

Chang Sheng said, "To cure his eyes, you need to obtain two medicines: Spirit Fire Grass and Mysterious Spirit Fruit."

"Very well, I will go there now, wherever they are."

She was about to get up when Changsheng stopped her.

"Not here."

Nalan Jingwen looked puzzled. "What do you mean?"

Changsheng continued, "We will send you to that place. You will need to find it yourself, but you must remember that you only have one hour. Whether you get it or not, you must come out within the hour, or you will be trapped there forever."

As she spoke, she took out a brocade box from her bosom, opened it, and inside was a gold thread.

"Tie this to your hand, and when the time is almost up, walk back along the direction of the thread, and you will be able to return."

Nalan Jingwen took out the gold thread and found that it was not as tough as she had expected. Instead, it broke very easily, which made her wonder if it would really work.

"What if it breaks?"

Chang Sheng shrugged. "If it breaks, you'll be stuck there. You can find a way to get it back yourself, but remember, you must do it within an hour."

She was unusually serious, repeating it several times.

Nalan Jingwen realized the seriousness of the situation and dared not be negligent, carefully wrapping the gold thread around his wrist.

"Then you can lie down next to him."

Nalan Jingwen lay down beside Liu Qishan as she had suggested. Suddenly remembering something, he asked, "Where exactly are those two herbs? Are there any dangers around them?"

This time, Changsheng did not give a specific answer, but just stared at her with an ambiguous look in his eyes, "You will know when you go in. As for where it is, I don't know either. You can go and find a place that you think you are familiar with."

Her words were as if she hadn't said anything at all, leaving everyone confused. Nalan Jingwen had begun to doubt her credibility, but after glancing at the man beside her, she ultimately chose to believe her.

"let's start."

Changsheng glanced at Xue Qingheng beside him, then stepped forward and placed his palm on Nalan Jingwen's forehead. A powerful, scorching force flowed into her brow, and her consciousness gradually became chaotic, eventually plunging into darkness.

When Nalan Jingwen opened his eyes again, he saw a clear blue sky surrounded by a wall.

She suddenly stood up, raised her hand, and saw that the golden thread had become transparent, almost invisible, and she couldn't feel it at all. Her heart returned to its original place, and she looked around.

This place resembles a courtyard house, yet it is planted with hundreds of green bamboos, and there is a pine tree on the west wall. The paths in the courtyard meander, and the doors, windows, and waterside pavilions are all exquisite, not flashy, but elegant and serene.

Nalan Jingwen walked on, only to find that there was hardly anyone there, except for two servants guarding the courtyard gate.

It was extremely quiet and cool inside, with a strong smell of Chinese medicine in the air.

The owner of this place must be in poor health.

She walked to the door and saw a woman guarding it. Judging from her attire, she should be a guard. She quickly turned to the side to hide under the eaves.

I originally wanted to go inside and look for any clues, but now it seems I have to find another way.

For some reason, her feet unconsciously moved backward, as if something in the dark was guiding her.

She only snapped back to reality when she reached a window.

The windows were open, allowing a clear view of the entire house. Like the courtyard, it was filled with books, creating an elegant and comfortable atmosphere that revealed the owner's personality.

However, what attracted her was not the interior decoration, but the woman in the rocking chair.

Her eyes were closed. Her face was stunningly beautiful, yet it was pale and lifeless, which diminished the beauty and sharpness of her features. Her skin was as pale as paper, with a sickly bluish-gray hue. She lay quietly on the rocking chair, her figure thin and frail, her beautiful brows slightly furrowed, as if she were enduring something.

Even the sunlight shining on her face did not lessen her sickly appearance; the oversized robe hung precariously on her body.

Nalan Jingwen stood there stunned, staring at the woman's extremely familiar face, momentarily forgetting to react.

Why does she look exactly like me?

Nalan Jingwen stretched out her hand, looked at it, and something flashed through her mind, but she couldn't grasp it no matter what she did.

A gentle breeze blew in from the window, lifting the woman's wide robes. Her brows furrowed, and she suddenly coughed, her face becoming even paler and more translucent.

Nalan Jingwen looked at her, her back bent, coughing violently as if she were about to cough up her lungs. She was indeed extremely thin; her sleeves slipped down, revealing her thin arms, and the protruding bones on her back were clearly visible through her clothes.

There was a knock on the door. "Miss, are you alright?"

The woman covered her mouth, trying her best to stifle her cough, but she couldn't stop it.

The person outside seemed to want to come in; their voice sounded somewhat anxious.

"Miss, are you alright? May I come in?"

"No need to come in. I'm a little tired and want to rest. You can go and keep watch outside the courtyard."

She tried her best to suppress her coughs, and was panting as she spoke.

The person outside hesitated, but could not disobey his young mistress's order to stand guard outside the courtyard.

The woman finally stopped coughing, and her hand fell limply to her side. Nalan Jingwen, however, saw the glaring red in her hand.

The woman stared blankly at the blood on her hand, her face expressionless, as if she were already used to it. She casually picked up a handkerchief and wiped the blood off her hand. Her movements were slow, each one seemingly requiring a great deal of her strength and appearing extremely difficult.

Suddenly a sound came from the wall. Nalan Jing looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure in green jump down from the wall, holding a paper kite in his hand.

The moment he landed, the man brushed aside his disheveled hair, revealing his face, and Nalan Jingwen's pupils constricted sharply.

Liu Qishan!

How could it be him!

Liu Qishan skillfully straightened his robes and climbed into the room through another window.

To Nalan Jingwen's surprise, he was able to see!