Sueño de Jiangshan

Capítulo 112

"No, impossible! How could he possibly have a child? He can't even touch a woman!" Suddenly, she looked up abruptly. A pair of bloodthirsty eyes glared fiercely at Leng Jie. She screamed shrilly:

"You're lying, you're deceiving me. Second Brother isn't a man at all. He can't touch women. He can't touch anyone."

"You're wrong. He's not incapable of touching women. He simply can't touch any woman other than me! Stop deceiving yourself. Didn't you just witness him kissing me in public? Think about it, has he ever kissed you?" Leng Jie said calmly. It was as if she were casually chatting with Lin Yin'er, as if she didn't care about Xuan Yuan's life or death, as if she didn't care about anything, as if she were the master of this world…

Suddenly, the frantic Lin Yin'er trembled violently as if having a spasm, and then collapsed like a deflated balloon.

Suddenly, a hint of disdain flashed across Leng Jie's eyes, followed by a warm, gentle smile. She softly comforted him, saying:

"Hehe, don't be sad. Maybe he'll be able to touch you after drinking your blood?"

The voice was gentle and sincere, causing Lin Yin'er to look at her expectantly and blurt out:

Will it?

Leng Jie met her gaze with sincerity and nodded gently in response:

"Yes! Just relax, take a nap, and you'll see your second senior brother."

"I'm going to sleep!" Lin Yin'er unconsciously closed her eyes.

"Now you can open your eyes. Do you see?"

"Your second senior brother is walking towards you. He gently embraces you."

"His lips have already covered your cheek. His hands gently wander down your hair..." As Leng Jie softly and gently guided Lin Yin'er into the moment, her own fists were already clenched until they bled. Although this was a scene she had fabricated, just thinking about her lover being with another woman made her heart tremble and bleed. But to save Xuan Yuan, she had to endure, and endure even more...

"Second Senior Brother! Yin'er really loves you..." Lin Yin'er was already immersed in the beautiful dream woven for her by Leng Jie, enjoying it so much that she couldn't extricate herself.

Leng Jie took a deep breath and gently called out in Xuan Yuan's voice:

"Yin'er! Yi'er is still so young, we can't let her go to the underworld with us. Tell your senior brother, how can we save him?"

"Yi'er, my dear Yi'er. Second Senior Brother, Yin'er knows I'm sorry. Although Yi'er is the Crown Prince's flesh and blood, Yin'er has always told him that you are his father. Second Senior Brother, you can accept Yi'er, right? Yin'er knows that Second Senior Brother is the kindest man in the world. You will not be like the Crown Prince, giving Yin'er as a gift to the King of Xiping and then to the Crown Prince of Xiping."

Although Leng Jie had already expected this, hearing Lin Yin'er say it still made her curse the Crown Prince in her heart as a beast. Of course, she despised Lin Yin'er's ignorance and foolishness even more. Instead of seeking revenge on the person who harmed her, she conspired with that person to harm her lover. Leng Jie really wanted to dissect her head to see if some monster was growing inside. However, Leng Jie had to use Xuan Yuan's voice to comfort her, which made Leng Jie feel nauseous and want to vomit.

"I'm sorry, Yin'er, it's all my fault for making you suffer. Tell me, how did you obtain the Soul-Losing Vessel?"

"The Soul-Losing Vessel was something Yin'er accidentally saved from being abused by a slave when she was in the Xiping Imperial Palace. To repay me, she gave me one, saying it could be used for self-defense. But after hearing about its uses, I decided to use it to help you suppress your hidden ailment. See, it really works now!"

"Yes, it works. But Yi'er has also been affected by this curse! How can we remove the Soul-Stealing Curse from Yi'er?"

Leng Jie carefully guided him.

"Yi'er has also been poisoned? Then hurry up and give him a blood transfusion! Quick, Second Brother, give Yi'er a blood transfusion."

Seeing Lin Yin'er starting to get anxious, which meant she would wake up soon, Leng Jie hurriedly asked:

"Quickly tell me whose blood we're getting!"

It was too late, though, because Lin Yin'er had already woken up. Realizing something was wrong, Lin Yin'er screamed sharply:

"What did you do to me, you shameless woman?"

"Slap!" Leng Jie slapped her hard across the face and said in a cold, bloodthirsty tone:

"You're the despicable one. You're a filthy woman, even worse than a prostitute. How dare you dream of my man? Let me tell you, before you can control Xuanyuan, I'll control your mind first. You have the Soul-Stealing Gauntlet, don't you? I have the Soul-Seizing Technique. Let's have a contest and see if your gauntlet is more powerful, or my Soul-Seizing Technique is more powerful!"

Before Lin Yin'er could react, Leng Jie struck her pressure point, silencing her. She had spent a considerable amount of time trying, and although she hadn't found a precise way to break the curse, she had at least shown Lin Yin'er that she still possessed some maternal humanity. Therefore, this time she didn't strike her pressure point to put her to sleep; she wanted her to bear the full weight of her son's hatred. Leng Jie threw her heavily to the floor and continued:

“You can look back now; your son is right there at the door. He’s been watching your performance the whole time.”

Lin Yin'er turned around in astonishment and saw her Yi'er glaring at her with hatred. Involuntarily, her body began to tremble slightly. However, Leng Jie didn't let her off the hook. Leng Jie slowly walked towards the child and reached out to release the child's pressure points. She continued:

"Although he is young, he is a very intelligent child. I believe he already understands that his mother is a despicable woman who disregards the lives of her son and others for her own selfish desires. You have tainted his young heart with hatred and shame. You have made him unable to hold his head high as a human being. Your selfishness has destined his life, which has not yet begun, to become a tragedy!"

Lin Yin'er's facial features were contorted in spasms. She shook her head desperately at her son, but she couldn't say anything.

"Yi'er! What do you want to say to your mother now?" Leng Jie lowered her head and asked Yi'er gently.

"Waaah! Waaah... She's not my mother. She's a devil, a devil who sucks people's blood. I don't want her, I want Grandpa Leng, I want my pretty auntie!" Little Yi'er cried and ran out.

Seeing her son's vengeful gaze, Lin Yin'er coughed up a mouthful of blood. Finally, she looked at Leng Jie with pleading eyes. Leng Jie released her pressure point, which had been used to silence her, and coldly asked:

"What, you want to say something? If you want to beg me to release your son, then you should keep your mouth shut. You turned my son's father into a vampire, so isn't it only right that your son atone for his mother's sins?"

"As long as you agree to release my son, I am willing to help my second senior brother break the curse," Lin Yin'er said through gritted teeth.

"Hmph! Who would believe you! Besides, we can cure him without you. Don't forget we have hundreds of thousands of troops in Xiping. With just one order, we can raze the Xiping Imperial Palace to the ground. My goal now is to torture you and your son," Leng Jie replied coldly and resolutely.

Leng Jie knew that to work with someone like Lin Yin'er, who was in a semi-mad state, you had to be even more insane than her. Therefore, she used a combination of threats, inducements, and feigned indifference to confuse her and drive her completely insane.

"No, there is no one else in this world who can save him but me. Even if you gather everyone in the entire Xiping Kingdom, you still can't break the curse on him," Lin Yin'er shouted.

Is that so? I see. She believed Lin Yin'er was telling the truth; she was indeed the only one in the world who could cure Xuanyuan of the curse. Because that curse only drank her blood, wasn't it? A glint of light flashed in Leng Jie's eyes, and a triumphant smile unconsciously appeared on her lips. She suddenly looked up and called out to the window:

"Brother Ying, you can come in now."

"So Your Majesty already knew I was coming!"

Suddenly, a figure flashed. Purple Shadow was already standing before Leng Jie, and respectfully asked:

"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

"I'd like to trouble Brother Ying to take this medicinal ingredient to the medicine hut," Leng Jie replied calmly. She then added, "I still prefer Brother Ying to call me Xiao Jie."

"Yes, Xiaojie." Ziying picked up the clothes on Yin'er's back and carried her away like a chick.

Zi Ying carried Lin Yin'er all the way to the medicine hut, then threw her at Qing Feng's feet and said to him:

"Xiao Jie said she was the medicinal ingredient."

Qingfeng glanced coldly at the woman Ziying had tossed at his feet. Without needing an introduction, he could guess she was the culprit. He was about to ask Ziying what had happened when Leng Jie, who had followed Ziying back to the medicine hut, eagerly asked as soon as she entered:

"Senior brother, can you pinpoint the exact location of that cup?"

“Once this vessel enters the body, it disperses; there’s more than one, so finding it is quite difficult,” Qingfeng replied, shaking his head. He then looked up at Xiaojie gently and asked:

"Has Xiaojie found a way to counteract the curse?"

After a slight pause, Leng Jie nodded confidently and said:

"I think it's pretty close. Anyway, we have to test it out."

"Xiao Jie, tell me first? What do you need me to do?" Qingfeng said firmly.

“Since that pot feeds on blood, it must be parasitic in blood vessels. This woman just said that to break the pot, we need to change the blood. And this pot only drinks the blood of its owner. I think if we find the exact location of the pot, and then cut the blood vessel near it to let the blood flow, while simultaneously diverting the blood of the pot's owner to the end of that blood vessel, do you think the pot will be attracted back by the taste it likes?” Leng Jie explained vividly.

“Good idea! But how can we get the Gu Master’s blood into Xuanyuan’s blood vessels without letting the blood flow into Xuanyuan’s blood vessels?” Qingfeng agreed but also raised a question.

Leng Jie thought for a moment and said:

"If we can force that cup onto one of Xuanyuan's arms, we can first use acupressure to stop the blood circulation in his arm, and then bleed him from his wrist. At the same time, we can draw the woman's blood over and use another tube to replace the blood in Xuanyuan's arm. If we can complete the entire blood exchange in a short time, it shouldn't affect Xuanyuan's arm. And even if it does, it'll only affect one arm!"

Without waiting for Qingfeng and the others' response, she began preparing the surgical instruments. During her last visit, she had spent several days here preparing a considerable amount of equipment. In this era, there were no IV tubing, so she found a natural tube even better than rubber: the trachea of poultry. She removed them whole, boiled them in water, and they became straws that were both hard and flexible. Surgical scalpels and similar instruments were certainly not lacking in Qingfeng's medicine shop. Leng Jie quickly prepared all the instruments and disinfected them before she began to urge everyone on:

"Except for my senior brother and the royal uncle who stayed to help, everyone else can go and eat. Also, prepare some food for us, and you can come and relieve us after the surgery."

Everyone stared blankly at her busy work, but apart from Qingfeng, no one understood what she meant or what preparations she was making. Even after Leng Jie kicked them out of the medicine hut, they still didn't understand what was going on. However, once they came to their senses, they immediately realized that Xiao Jie had found a way to save Xuanyuan.

After everyone was driven out, Leng Jie gave the following instructions:

"Senior brother, Imperial Uncle, hurry up and wash and disinfect your hands. Then come and help."

Although Qingfeng and the Imperial Uncle didn't fully understand what Xiaojie meant, seeing her calm and composed demeanor, they couldn't help but believe her. They followed her instructions to wash and disinfect their hands. When they turned around after washing their hands, they were so astonished that their jaws nearly dropped to the floor.

Xiao Jie had already carried Lin Yin'er to the bed, laying her down next to Xuan Yuan. Then, with a sharp scalpel, she made an incision on Xuan Yuan's left arm. Next, she deftly pulled Lin Yin'er's right arm over and made a light cut at her wrist, instantly drawing bright red blood onto Xuan Yuan's bleeding arm. The moment the two types of blood mingled, Xuan Yuan's entire body visibly trembled. Then, obvious signs of writhing could be seen in the exposed blood vessels. Immediately afterward, that writhing all rushed towards Xuan Yuan's left arm…

"Xiao Jie, what are you doing? Didn't you say you were going to lure the Gu worms over first?" Qingfeng asked in astonishment.

"I'm luring them! And it's already successful. Look, aren't those disgusting things heading straight for their food?"

Qingfeng looked in the direction Leng Jie had pointed out, and sure enough, just as she had said, the insects that had been attracting the Gu worms were all rushing towards this spot because they smelled the food. He couldn't help but admire Xiao Jie's wisdom once again.

Two minutes later, the blood vessels outside Xuanyuan's left arm had returned to their normal rhythm, and Leng Jie quickly gave the order:

"Alright, the poison has all reached the arm. Imperial Uncle, quickly seal the blood and acupoints for Xuanyuan, we can't let them go back down."

The Imperial Uncle responded and pointed his finger, immediately paralyzing Xuanyuan's entire left arm.

"Senior brother, follow my example and make an incision in Lin Yin'er's right arm. First, clamp out her blood vessel. Then, insert the suction tube into her blood vessel... Yes, just like that..."

As Leng Jie gave her instructions, her hands didn't slack off. She skillfully made a small cross-shaped incision on Xuan Yuan's arm, then with a pinch and squeeze, she had already extracted a vein from him with a small pair of pliers…

"Uncle, quickly release his pressure points. Let the blood flow."

Half an hour later, Leng Jie finally stitched up all of Xuan Yuan's wounds. Covered in sweat, she let out a long sigh of relief, and Qing Feng quickly wiped her sweat with a towel.

"Xiao Jie, what should we do with this woman?" the Imperial Uncle asked, pointing to Lin Yin'er, who had already fainted from fright.

"Throw her into the dungeon. Those poisons are already inside her. Let them drain her blood. Consider it her own doing," Leng Jie replied weakly, washing the blood from her hands. Before she could even pack up her surgical instruments, having not slept for two days and two nights, she collapsed…

Chapter 140 The Grand Finale (Part 8)

My tender heart aches, my sleepy eyes drowsy, wanting to open yet remaining closed. My dreams drift ten thousand miles on the wind, searching for my beloved, only to be awakened by the warbling of orioles. —Su Shi, "Water Dragon Chant"

"Xuanyuan! Don't go!" Leng Jie suddenly cried out from the bed.

"Xiao Jie, wake up! Xuan Yuan is alright now!"

She heard Madam Leng's loving voice in her ear, and suddenly opened her eyes, only to realize it was a dream! But her back still felt numb, and cold sweat soaked her clothes. Involuntarily, Xiao Jie threw herself into Madam Leng's arms, trembling as she said:

"Mother, I just dreamt that Xuanyuan turned into a golden dragon and left me and the children behind, flying up to the clouds!"

Madam Leng held her daughter tenderly, gently patting Xiao Jie's back. She said lovingly:

"Silly child, he was a true dragon! The fact that he took flight means he's alright!"

"Are you really alright? How long have I been asleep?" Feeling her mother's warmth, Leng Jie's restless heart immediately calmed down. Unconsciously, she raised her delicate face, blinking her clear, transparent eyes and asking expectantly.

The innocent expression on Xiao Jie's face made Madam Leng's heart flutter. She seemed to see Rui'er again, the one who left her to enter the palace six years ago. Back then, she had also blinked her eyes innocently and asked her, "Mother! Is it really okay for Rui'er to go with them?" In the blink of an eye, six years had passed, and she could finally hold her daughter tightly in her arms again.

"Mother! What's wrong?" Sensing Madam Leng's shock, Leng Jie hurriedly asked anxiously.

Madam Leng quickly wiped away her tears with her sleeve and explained to Xiao Jie:

"Mother is alright, and Xuanyuan is alright too. After you bled him, your senior brother used his internal energy to help clear the meridians in his arm. He said that once he's had enough sleep, he'll be fine. You've been sleeping for two days now, so Xuanyuan should be waking up soon!"

"Are you really alright?" Leng Jie stared at her with a questioning look.

Madam Leng smiled and nodded affirmatively at her, then turned and picked up a bowl of steaming soup from the table, saying:

"Rui'er, come and drink this bowl of ginseng soup. I heard from Yangpu that you haven't eaten properly in a long time. You can stand it, but my little grandson can't stand being hungry..."