My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 120 - 105: Taking the Bait

Chapter 120: Chapter 105: Taking the Bait

Liangjing.

Within a secluded loft in the Qin Residence, guarded heavily by guards.

Li Shida, dressed in a plain Confucian robe, paced back and forth inside the room, intermittently glancing at the bed.

From it, soft milky halos of light slowly radiated.

They emanated from a clump of “Beautiful Jade” at the brow of the unconscious person lying there.

This person was none other than Qin Ji.

Suddenly, a voice announced someone’s arrival outside the loft.

Li Shida quickly stepped out of the loft.

Soon, he ushered in an eunuch in a python robe and an elderly Imperial Doctor with white hair and beard.

The Imperial Doctor, carrying his medical kit, approached the bedside and examined the patient closely.

Not much time passed.

The Imperial Doctor exhaled lightly, shook his head, and let go of the hand which he had been using to feel the pulse. He then turned to look at Li Shida.

“Teacher Li, the head is the most vital organ, where both the divine spirits and humans focus their attention. Young Master Qin’s injury is located in the ‘Mud Ball Palace,’ one of the head’s nine palaces. An ordinary person would have perished long ago.

Luckily, thanks to the Prime Minister’s use of Immortal techniques with this divine object, Young Master Qin’s life was temporarily sustained, but even so…sigh.”

Li Shida frowned, “Doctor Zhang, explain how the situation stands now?”

Doctor Zhang glanced at Li Shida’s expression and said with a worried look:

“These past few days, I have observed that Young Master Qin’s pulse is becoming increasingly erratic, and the vital breath between his mouth and nose is growing weaker by the day. In a few days, it’s estimated that… it will cease.”

Li Shida’s gaze sharpened and his lips compressed tightly. He was silent for a moment, his voice hoarse.

“Dr. Zhang, is there any way to extend his life for a bit longer…”

Before he could finish, Dr. Zhang shook his head.

The latter stroked his beard, saying seriously, “I am but a mortal, truly powerless to reverse this fate. Even now, I still do not know how Young Master Qin received such an injury…sigh, now we can only wait for the Prime Minister to return, not knowing whether he can bring a remedy in time.”

Li Shida looked at the person on the bed and said solemnly, “Doctor, how much time does he have left?”

Dr. Zhang thought for a moment, his tone serious, “Three days… at most four days, though the fourth day will be very perilous…”

Then, Li Shida asked a few more questions, but Dr. Zhang mostly just shook his head.

After a while,

Dr. Zhang gathered his things, preparing to leave.

Li Shida stood still, his gaze fixed on the teacher he revered, uncertain of his thoughts.

Dr. Zhang, carrying his medical kit, bid his farewell and departed.

However, it was strange that the python-robed eunuch who had accompanied him and had been silent since then did not leave with his usual farewell.

Inside the room,

It was briefly quiet.

Only the milky halos inside the bed persisted.

Tobacco mist lingered.

Li Shida continued to stare intently at the person on the bed who was nearing death, licking his dry lips without shifting his gaze, hoarsely said:

“Your Highness, do you have any other matters?”

The python-robed eunuch thought for a moment and softly uttered the message from His Majesty.

At first, Li Shida listened silently.

At a certain moment,

His expression changed abruptly, and he quickly turned to look at the python-robed eunuch behind him.

“Really?”

“Master Li, would His Majesty’s words be untrue?”

After speaking, the python-robed eunuch bid his farewell and left.

Li Shida exhaled lightly, his brows slightly relaxed, his face showing joy as he grabbed the black token at his waist and quickly walked outside.

But suddenly,

His steps halted beside the door.

The Confucian scholar in the simple robe lowered his eyelids, his eyes shifting left and right, remaining silent.

————

Su Xiaoxiao discovered.

The sensation of two hands, ten fingers tightly interlocked.

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It was the most comfortable.

Well, just a bit sweaty, ah, his.

This feeling of her palm being filled was like the green stone on Qiantang Mountain, baked by the noon sun.

It lulled her into a peaceful, drugged sleep.

Warm, solid.

And after their fingers intertwined… it seemed he could never run away again.

Su Xiaoxiao stealthily glanced at the side profile of Zhao Rong, who was walking closely next to her.

Their intertwined fingers were hidden under the wide sleeves of her Daoist robe, and the two of them were very close together.

Outsiders naturally couldn’t see.

This gave Su Xiaoxiao a satisfying sense of a secret shared only between the two of them.

Her hands, small and delicate, were like freshly steamed white buns, irresistibly tempting to bite into.

And with just a gentle pinch, a reddish fingerprint would be left behind.

Zhao Rong’s hands had once been slender and fair but long hours of practicing calligraphy with a brush and diligently cultivating had resulted in numerous calluses.

Thus, under the sleeves, the intimate contact between the delicate skin and the rough skin.

One would think that Zhao Rong was the one “bullying” her.

But now,

She felt dizzy.

And she relished the feeling.

Her heart even suddenly harbored a thought.

How wonderful it would be to continue walking hand in hand with him like this forever. Even if she were bullied by this bad person continuously, well, a little more bullying wouldn’t hurt.

As long as he didn’t pull away.

Su Xiaoxiao’s clear eyes, which sharply contrasted black and white, couldn’t help but steal another glance at the person’s profile beside her.

She saw that the person leading her had a calm expression.

Hmm, what was this bad person thinking about now…

At this moment,

The two were strolling through the bustling streets of Liangjing.

Su Xiaoxiao still dressed as an elegant and noble Daoist nun while Zhao Rong was still in his purple Confucian robe.

From a distance,

The impression given to passersby by the hand-holding pair

was that of a perfect couple.

Of course, from the expressions of the people passing by,

Those who got a closer look at the couple were mostly filled with disappointment and pity.

Ah, the former emotion was directed at Zhao Rong, and the latter at the captivating little cabbage he seemed to have claimed.

At that moment, Zhao Rong was unaware of the bizarre and intricate thoughts of the little Fox Demon beside him.

Nor did he pay any mind to the envious gazes of the passersby.

His attention was solely focused on the matters he was about to strategize.

Two days had passed, and the fish hadn’t bitten yet.

Even though he always felt his Qi cultivation technique was decent, he couldn’t help feeling a bit anxious.

Because time waits for no one.

If they delayed further, either Qin Jianfu might return, which would abruptly increase the difficulty,

or the news from Zhongnan Country might arrive “belatedly,” exposing their identities.

At this point, there was nothing to do but calmly wait; further thought was pointless.

Zhao Rong took a deep breath and continued to accompany Su Xiaoxiao shopping.

As they continued their stroll,

They did not encounter any bullies in Liangjing dominating men or women.

For one, the most arrogant and domineering bully of Liangjing was currently bedridden, barely hanging on, which led his “like-minded” cronies to act quite subdued recently.

The second reason was that the attire of Zhao Rong and his companion indicated that they were not of ordinary status.

Moreover, generally, the female companion beside a man can reflect the man’s status.

A young man with plain but decent looks, accompanied by a stunning Daoist nun.

They didn’t look like ordinary people at all; who knew how powerful the backing behind him was…

The street was bustling and lively with traffic.

Whenever Su Xiaoxiao saw a snack she craved, her favorite rouge and powder, or something strange and exotic,

she would excitedly pull Zhao Rong over to take a closer look.

Both seemed to have completely immersed themselves in their assumed roles.

Approaching noon,

Zhao Rong, with Su Xiaoxiao’s stomach growling loudly, returned to the luxurious residence arranged for them by Emperor Wei.

The little Fox Demon had played all morning and achieved a rich haul, buying a heap of things.

But it was tough on Zhao Rong, who had to carry everything.

Zhao Rong, not one to submit easily, started to protest.

But he was immediately silenced by Su Xiaoxiao’s light and breezy words.

“My dear husband, be good~ Listen up.”

Zhao Rong: “…”

Which romance novel about talented scholars and beautiful ladies did you learn this from?

A twitch coursed through Zhao Rong’s lips as he thought that next time he would definitely bring servants from the residence when going out…

But before he could ponder further,

He looked up and saw at the front of the residence where he and Su Xiaoxiao lived, a Confucian Scholar in plain robes stood waiting with a group of guards and servants.

Seemingly sensing someone approaching,

The leading Confucian Scholar turned around, and after a moment of scrutiny,

suddenly,

He smiled at Zhao Rong.