The weather is changeable, and a cold wind has suddenly risen.
The spring rain in the inner room came to an end, and the beauty emerged from the bathroom with weak legs. Wei Pingxi held the sword manual and studied it intently.
"Why is it thundering?"
Outside, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the wind howled. Yu Zhi closed the window and turned to look at someone.
Thinking about what they had agreed on before, she looked disappointed: "With this weather, it seems I can't go see my mother."
"It's not that you can't go." Wei Pingxi had calmed down and was now in a state of abstinence and tranquility, his eyes fixed on the sword manual: "Do you want to go?"
"think."
"Go if you want to."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a torrential downpour began outside the window.
She lightly flicked her sleeves: "I haven't been out for a long time. I'm bored staying at home, so I thought I'd go out for a stroll."
Yu Zhi also felt bored at home—she really didn't want to see Madam Wei sending people to Jingzhe Courtyard.
Since Xi Xi was willing to go out, she didn't care about the wind and rain outside. Before long, she changed her clothes and prepared rain gear and a cloak for going out.
Wearing a silver-patterned black cloak, Yu Zhi put on the hood of the cloak, and Wei Pingxi, dressed in a beautiful outfit, stopped at the threshold and reached out his hand to her.
The two left the Marquis's mansion despite the wind and rain.
The long street was deserted.
Large raindrops pelted down, but fortunately, Yu's mother lived not far away, just south of Xuanwu Street.
One is in the south and the other in the north; they can be reached quickly by horse-drawn carriage.
The carriage stopped in front of the Yu family's house, and Wei Pingxi carried his beloved concubine, who was soft and supple, down from the carriage.
Yu Zhi had only made love to her in the afternoon, and when he smelled the scent of agarwood emanating from her sleeves up close, his pretty face flushed slightly.
Her shy demeanor was indescribably charming. Just as the Fourth Miss was about to tease her, a murderous intent pierced through the dense rain.
Along with the murderous intent, a white shadow, as ghostly as it appeared, followed.
The white-clad man moved with incredible speed; the four maids drew their swords simultaneously, but were effortlessly sent flying by a palm strike the instant they clashed.
The air was humid, and the scent of blood lingered.
Wei Pingxi stood in front of Yu Zhi, his sword pointing straight ahead. A faint laugh came from behind, and the man in white flicked his finger, shattering the sword!
In a flash, Yu Zhi was pushed away by a gentle force: "Quickly, come inside!"
From the moment the four maids were half-dead to the moment Wei Pingxi's sword shattered, only a few breaths had passed. Before the word "mansion" could even be uttered, Wei Pingxi, empty-handed, confronted the white-clad figure.
"We can't leave."
"Don't hurt her!"
"With you?"
Gu Chenzi shook off her attack with a palm strike, and with a flick of his sleeve, the broken sword pierced through Yu Zhi's frail body with unstoppable force!
The blood spread out, incredibly glaring.
Watching her slowly fall, Wei Pingxi felt as if his heart had died, as if struck by a heavy hammer. He coughed up blood: "Zhizhi..."
The person he wanted to kill wasn't quite dead yet, and Gu Chenzi had no time to appreciate her deep affection. He wanted to deliver a finishing blow, but unexpectedly, the fist flew towards her like a madman.
She stepped aside to avoid him, but he wouldn't let it go.
"Wei Pingxi, are you tired of living?"
Having roamed the martial world for years, there was no one Gu Chenzi couldn't kill if he wanted to.
A ruthless person like her rarely shows mercy, and for Yan Qing's sake, she didn't want to make things difficult for this Miss Wei.
But if this person keeps courting death...
The murderous intent lingered in his heart for a moment.
Suddenly, it was pressed down.
Forget it, why make the second young lady unhappy for her sake?
The woman was struck by her sword; how could she possibly survive?
Mission accomplished, time to retreat!
Just then, the gates of the Yu family opened, and Princess Yunzhang led ten swordsmen out. They saw Yu Zhi lying on the ground, barely breathing, and Wei Pingxi, his clothes stained with blood, fighting to the death, his face ashen.
"Save them!" she commanded.
A gust of wind blew by, and Gu Chenzi, his robes fluttering, vanished without a trace.
"Such swift movement!" the leading swordsman exclaimed in surprise!
Forty breaths passed in total. Jinshi, Yinding, and Feicui were all half-dead after only one sword strike. Wei Pingxi suffered internal injuries, Yuzhi was on the verge of death, and the white-clad man came on the wind and went away with it. In a daze, it was impossible to tell whether he was a human or a ghost.
"Miss!"
"Quickly, bring them in!"
Ji Rong gave the order, and his men immediately sprang into action.
Wei Pingxi pushed through the crowd and staggered to Yu Zhi's side: "Zhi Zhi? Zhi Zhi?"
The once vibrant and shy beauty's face was now completely bloodless.
Heartbroken, she poured out the resurrection pill she always carried with her and fed it to the man.
Seeing her swallow, Wei Pingxi's heart relaxed: "Zhizhi, you must not get hurt..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she could no longer hold on and fainted.
...
Chapter 63 Dragon and Tiger Battle
The rain kept falling.
The blood splattered in front of the Yu family's door was washed away by the rain.
The atmosphere in the Yu family was somber, and everyone was looking at Yao Chenzi.
Liu Boyan was pale. She was blind, but she was more prone to overthinking than those who could see, frightening herself and worrying that her daughter wouldn't survive.
Ji Rong supported her arm, her expression also filled with worry. A sword had pierced her body, causing her to bleed profusely; when she arrived, her 'good daughter' lay unconscious in a pool of blood. Although she saw Wei Pingxi feeding her medicine, she was still deeply concerned.
But facing the woman she loved, she mustered her spirits and said softly, "Don't worry, the divine doctor is here, Zhizhi will be alright."
Yuzhi will certainly be fine.
The Resurrection Pill, made from countless precious medicinal herbs and unique in the world, was a gift from the compassionate monk to his young disciple.
Later, Yao Chenzi generously gave it to the Fourth Miss.
Faced with life and death, Wei Pingxi did not hesitate to feed her the medicine. It was because of the timely administration of the medicine that Yu Zhi was fortunate enough to survive.
The Resurrection Pill, meaning "resurrection pill," is a genuine treasure. If one takes this precious pill while still alive, one can return to the world of the living from the brink of death.
Yao Chenzi sighed, "Great fortune, great life."
"A miracle doctor—"
He stood up: "Don't worry, Madam, your life is safe."
"It was saved?" Liu Boyan and the Princess were both shocked: so much blood was lost, and the divine doctor didn't prescribe a single medicine, how was it saved?
Yao Chenzi stroked his beard and said, "The second most miraculous pill in the world, not to mention reviving the dead, healing bones, repairing sword wounds, it is more than enough to save your daughter's life."
"The second most miraculous elixir in the world?"
Liu Boyan was deeply moved to learn that her 'son-in-law' had fed such a precious life-extending elixir to her daughter.
Ji Rong turned to look at the person lying on the other bed, her thoughts a jumble of emotions.
On that day, Wei Pingxi spoke to her in a heartless and cruel manner, using the word "concubine" repeatedly. She thought he was a dissolute and heartless person.
However, to truly understand someone, you shouldn't listen to what they say.
You can't see into someone's heart; there are plenty of people who are all talk and no action. You have to see what they actually do.
Zhizhi was on the verge of death, and Wei Pingxi was internally injured. In that situation, he actually possessed a resurrection pill and was willing to feed it to the concubine he had "used and discarded" at the first opportunity...
Ji Rong was so angry she laughed.
Who is this person?!
She's lovable, annoying, and yet you can't bear to hate her sharp tongue.
Yao Chenzi wrote down a prescription and then went to see his friend who was unconscious due to internal injuries.
The room fell silent, no one daring to disturb the divine physician's pulse diagnosis.
Liu Boyan had treated her son-in-law very well before, and now she probably treated him even better.
Love in this world, when it reaches the point where one is willing to give their life for it, always touches people's hearts.
Faced with a formidable enemy, the son-in-law risked his life to protect his daughter, and was even willing to give up his 'second life' while injured. Liu Boyan vowed to treat Xi Xi even better when she woke up.
Yao Chenzi placed his fingertip on the Fourth Miss's pulse, his expression slightly somber.
Upon seeing this, Ji Rong's heart sank.
"Did you get a good look at the people who did it?"
"I didn't see it clearly, but someone should have seen it." Ji Rong immediately called over the ten swordsmen guarding the door.
The leading swordsman's voice was steady: "White robes, black hair, and a thin, shallow scar about half an inch long on his left eye..."
"Is there really a thin, shallow scar?"
"Absolutely certain."
Yao Chenzi's shoulders slumped: "That's her."
Who is it?