Chapter 122: Angered into Qi Deviation (8)

To invite him out of seclusion, unless one had natural treasures that could move him or rare and precious Ancient Elixir Formulas, it would be difficult—extremely difficult.

If he announced His Highness Prince Jin's name… No, that wouldn't be appropriate. He didn't even give the Emperor Face; he might not necessarily give it to His Highness Prince Jin. Moreover, there were so many people outside who wanted to kill His Highness Prince Jin. If the news of His Highness being injured leaked out, things would turn for the worse!

If they were in the capital, Prince Jin's Residence would have countless rare treasures, but in this Nanming Prefecture, there weren't many things that could be presented.

Steward Xu was anxious and uneasy, but he could only select the most precious gifts from the storehouse and lead his men hurriedly toward the Alchemist's Manor.

Su Luo quickly followed Ling Feng as they dashed inside, her speed startlingly fast.

When she arrived, she saw two neat rows of Guards from the manor outside the wing room. Every person's movements and expressions were identical—cold, serious, and majestic. Their Aura was intimidating, and the sense of pressure was overwhelming.

Su Luo was blocked outside the door.

Ling Feng shouted toward the outside, "Let her get in here!"

Although Ling Feng was extremely anxious, he hadn't lost his mind. Even though he was very unwilling to let Su Luo near his master again, the facts clearly showed that only with her there would His Highness hold on.

What an infuriating discovery! Ling Feng scratched his hair in frustration!

Su Luo was completely unaware of Ling Feng's internal conflict. When she entered, she found that Ling Feng had already settled Nangong Liuyun onto the bed.

Nangong Liuyun's eyes were tightly shut on the sickbed.

When his eyes were open, his gaze was sharp and profound, steady and cold. Now, with his eyes closed, he still gave off a spine-chilling sense of dominance.

His red lips were enchanting, and his features were as beautiful as a painting.

His white robes were stained with hot blood; there were mottled bloodstains on his cheeks and neck.

At this moment, although he was weak and pale, that powerful and domineering air still leaked out.

"You do it!" Ling Feng held a wrung-out silk handkerchief and threw it to Su Luo with a hint of anger.

His Highness Prince Jin had a deep-seated germaphobia. Even though Ling Feng had followed His Highness for over a decade, he still had to maintain a distance of three feet. Carrying His Highness in just now was a last resort under urgent circumstances.

However, this Prodigy Su Luo was different. His Highness probably wished for nothing more than for her to be close to him, Ling Feng thought resentfully.

Su Luo took the soft, clean silk handkerchief and slowly walked to Nangong Liuyun's side. She sat on the edge of the bed and gazed at him quietly.

The usually noble and arrogant Prince Jin now seemed to be sinking into an abyss of pain. He looked so wretched that one couldn't help but let their heart soften, gradually giving rise to a trace of pity.

Her slender fingers, as cool as jade, brushed aside a few strands of hair from his forehead. The soft silk handkerchief meticulously wiped away the skin hidden under the fouled blood inch by inch. As she wiped, the jade-white radiance gradually reappeared, shining with brilliance.

However, he remained unconscious. His entire body felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar; he was as stiff as iron, shivering uncontrollably, so cold that it seemed his life could slip away at any moment.

"Why hasn't the Alchemist arrived yet! His Highness is about to give out!" Ling Feng's eyes were bloodshot with anxiety. He said harshly to Su Luo, "Take good care of His Highness! I'll be right back!"

Before his voice had even faded and without waiting for Su Luo to reply, his figure vanished into thin air.

Ling Feng is an expert, and the kind of expert second only to Nangong Liuyun, Su Luo noted silently in her heart.

Suddenly, she felt her hand tighten. Looking down, she found that Nangong Liuyun's bony yet smooth hand was gripping her tightly.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++