The sick beauty was unscathed, but she was still coughing violently. Her pale face and reddish eyes seemed to be gone at any moment.
Shen Chen glanced at him, forcefully pulled out his hand, and put his fingertips on his wrist. The cold touch was like fine white suet jade.
His pulse showed that he was going to die.
Won't survive next fall.
He was blessed with great luck, but he died young. No wonder the black energy surrounded him, blocking his original luck.
Before she could say anything, he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
Shen Chen took a step back.
She didn't do anything to him, this was definitely a scam.
Shen Chen reluctantly picked him up. The young man's eyes were closed tightly. He looked a little less indifferent and a little more well-behaved. There were blood stains on the corners of his mouth and his lips were dyed bright red.
Medicine and stone are useless.
She couldn't save him with the medical skills of this era. At most, she could only extend his life by a few years.
When Qin Xuan woke up, he found himself lying on a pile of thatch. There was an unpleasant and bitter smell of medicine in his nose. The handsome man was bored and boiling the medicine with a broken cattail fan.
Seeing that he was awake, he took a bowl of something dark and unknown in a broken bowl and brought it to him: "Drink."
Qin Xuan closed his mouth tightly and looked at her without speaking.
Shen Chen frowned: "It's very expensive, drink it quickly."
She tilted her head and stared at him with clear eyes: "Don't you want to drink?"
Shen Chen looked at the medicine in the bowl. This medicine had to be hot to be effective when drunk. Moreover, she had already prepared it and just kept it on the pot to keep it warm. It was no longer very hot.
She grabbed the boy's chin and forcefully drank the medicine.
Without taking medicine, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to survive this month.
The young man choked and lay down on the straw and coughed. His luxurious clothes were stripped off, and now he was wearing the same shabby limited edition singles as Shen Chen.
Shen Chen had just bought these patched tattered clothes. Buy one and get three free. Shen Chen kept two pieces and gave one to him.
She stripped off the Yunhua brocade clothes he was wearing and sold them, and the gold and silver threads on them sold for a lot of money. She also spent money to buy a donkey and tied it outside the ruined temple.
Most of the money was spent on medicine for him.
She also has to go to the capital, which will cost a lot of money.
What's more, after saving him, she should just accept a few extraneous things like dirt, shouldn't she?
The little emperor cannot die before she kills the pair of scumbag men and bitches in the capital.
What's more, if he died like this, wouldn't it be a pity for his luck?
The little emperor suddenly raised his head and looked at Shen Chen with red eyes, but was startled by her handsome face that suddenly approached.
Shen Chen looked like an inscrutable outdoor expert.
"I look at the face of the young master. It looks like he is rich and noble, but there is a black air between his eyebrows. The young master is now weak and his internal organs are exhausted. At this time, there is no cure."
But the cautious young man was not fooled by her at all. He just thought she was talking crazy and just closed his eyes and sat on the straw.
For some reason, it didn't take long after she drank the bowl of medicine.
Qin Xuan felt a warm current flow from his abdomen to his limbs, and even his chest, which was always aching a little, relaxed a lot.
Only then did he open his eyes and look at Shen Chen.
He had known that he was terminally ill, otherwise he would not have gone out to find medicine himself.
The condition that left all the imperial doctors in the imperial city at a loss actually saw a turn for the better from him.
Shen Chen's lips curved into a spring-like smile: "How is it, do you regret it?"
The young man's voice was hoarse and cold: "Can you cure my disease?"
Shen Chen stroked his non-existent beard: "Of course."
The young man stared into her eyes, as if he wanted to see a guilty conscience in her eyes.
But her eyes were as clean as glass, with no trace of impurities visible, and she really looked like someone from this world.
"It's just that there is no free lunch in this world." Shen Chen looked at him with half-squinted eyes.
The young man thought for a moment, and the ice in his voice melted a bit, bringing with it a bit of begging gentleness: "If sir can cure my disease, I will be able to satisfy you as much as possible, whether it is gold, silver, wealth, or powerful and beautiful women." gentlemen."
Shen Chen shook his head and rubbed the porcelain bowl in his hand with his slender fingers.
"I don't want the mundane things of this world."
The young man frowned: "What do you want, sir?"
Could it be that the person dressed as a poor scholar discovered his identity and had a bigger plot.
If he wanted to endanger his Daxuan country, he would not agree even if he died.
He guessed right and wrong.
Shen Chen smiled and took out a sheepskin scroll from his arms.
The young man took it suspiciously and frowned more and more.
"You want me to sell my soul to you?"
The way he looked at Shen Chen changed. He had lived in a feudal world since he was a child and naturally believed in gods like everyone else in this world.
His eyes became sharp again, his body tilted back unconsciously, and his voice sounded a bit fearful: "Who are you?"
Shen Chen really wanted to coax him into signing a contract with her, so that when she helped him fulfill his wish, his soul and this coveted luck would be hers.
But he didn't expect him to become wary after seeing the contract.
Shen Chen put away the contract and smiled: "Young master, it's fine if you don't want to."
The superstitious ancient people were not easy to deceive.
The boy stopped talking again.
She never engages in loss-making business, but she also never forces others to do business.
This elegant and handsome scholar looks too weird.
The timing of his appearance was so coincidental that he couldn't help but be suspicious of her.
But after such a long time, she didn't hurt him at all. She just took off his clothes and took away all the valuables on him, but she didn't look like a money-grubbing person.
What was her purpose in approaching him?
Want his soul.
It sounded like some evil monster. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that there must be a monster when things go wrong.
Seeing that Qin Xuan had no intention of communicating with her, Shen Chen put out the fire, put the remaining Chinese medicine and medicine jars into the newly bought tattered bag, and hung it on the new donkey when he went out.
This northern city was not safe. The fact that he could be assassinated within this jurisdiction proved that he was still in danger. Therefore, Shen Chen did not directly throw the little emperor to the local officials.
His secret guards and cronies were all dead.
Sending him out now would be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth, wouldn't it?
"What's your name? Do you have any relatives nearby? I'll send you off." He didn't want to reveal his identity, and Shen Chen didn't ask too much.
She also wants to go to Beijing.
I don't want to carry this burden with me, not to mention that as the king of a country, I have other ways. If he follows me, he will only drag himself down.
"The capital, all my cronies are in the capital."
?
He wouldn't want her to send him to the capital.
Shen Chen raised his eyebrows: "I asked if you have any relatives nearby."
The young man shook his head: "No."
He had the same idea as Shen Chen. There must be an ambush in the city. There were too many people in the court who were concerned about his position.
And his bodyguards and secret guards had all been exhausted in the waves of assassinations.
This scholar has some plans for him.
Then you can take advantage.
At least he didn't hurt him, and he seemed to have a way to cure him. It was safest to follow him at the moment.
"You want me to take you to the capital." Shen Chen pointed to his face with an unhappy look on his face.
"The business can't be done, why should I give it to you?"
