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Chapter 121 – Infuriated to the point of discarding all rational thoughts (7)

It seemed even the Dragon Scaled Horse had sensed its owner’s weakening breath and it neighed agitatedly. Casting out its hooves, it bolted forward.

At that moment, the Dragon Scaled Horse’s running speed was comparable to flying.

Within the carriage, Su Luo tightly hugged the unconscious body of Nangong Liuyun which was starting to stiffen. Her heart was filled with extreme regret!

If… if she had not punched him with her fist, would the result have been different?

Nangong Liuyun, nothing bad must happen to you…

A single teardrop silently fell onto and rolled down Nangong Liuyun’s bloodstained face, leaving behind a clear white streak.

In less than two hours, the Dragon Scaled Horse pulled to a stop at the entrance of a lavish manor.

Ling Feng hurriedly jumped off the carriage.

Having seen the Dragon Scaled Horse’s approach, a steward had already excitedly rushed out from within the manor.

The steward was around fifty years old. He had eyes that were both bright and alert, and a physique that was straight and strong. One could tell at a glance that he was a martial artist, and not a weak one at that.

He saw Ling Feng and his expression flashed a trace of excitement. “Has His Highness arrived?”

Ling Feng anxiously shouted: “His Highness is injured! Stop tarrying and quickly come help!”

Obviously, this lavish and ornate manor was for Nangong Liuyun’s private use.

Hearing this, Steward Xu was instantly horrified!

His Highness Prince Jin was injured? His Highness Prince Jin could actually be injured? With His Highness Prince Jin’s level of martial arts proficiency, how could he be injured? Steward Xu felt that this was simply too preposterous.

However, when he saw Ling Feng hurriedly jump out of the Dragon Scaled Horse carriage, while carrying the bloodsoaked body of Prince Jin, he felt his heart would stop beating.

“What- What happened to His Highness? Who was it!” Steward Xu’s eyes flashed with alarm and anger.

Ling Feng bitterly glared at Su Luo but kept his silence. He lengthened his strides to dash into the house instead.

Su Luo’s body was covered with Nangong Liuyun’s blood, and thus at the moment, looked a little pitiful. Calmly, she nodded towards Steward Xu: “Hurry and get the best doctor to come. His Highness Prince Jin has gone into the Recoil of Madness.”

When Steward Xu saw Su Luo, his prideful ability to keep calm disappeared, he could not help widening his pair of eyes in shock.

All who served by His Highness’s side knew that His Highness was extremely fastidious, and that no one was allowed within one meter of his whole body, especially women!

This Dragon Scaled Horse carriage, other than Ling Feng who drove it, no one else was allowed to enter.

However, when he lifted the carriage curtain earlier, he clearly saw His Highness collapsed in her arms… … His Highness had actually allowed this Miss to get close to him? To ride in the Dragon Scaled Horse carriage, which even the Jade Lake’s fairy was not allowed to enter?

Immediately, the way Steward Xu looked at Su Luo changed. It no longer contained a guarded precaution towards outsiders. His present gaze even held a thread of deferential humility.

“Miss, how may I address you?”

“Su.” Su Luo replied plainly.

“Miss Su, sorry to trouble you, but please enter and take care of His Highness. Ling Feng may not be able to give him proper care with his rough manner. This old servant will now go and invite the best Apothecary!” Steward Xu nodded solemnly towards Su Luo before he turned away and left taking great strides.

To suffer Recoil of Madness during cultivation, a general doctor, no matter how brilliant, could do nothing. He could only seek an Apothecary’s help in this matter.

Within this Nanming prefecture, lived an Advanced Apothecary.

Not to mention in the small Nanming prefecture, even within the entire Eastern Ling Empire and on the whole continent, Advanced Apothecaries were very rare.

Steward Xu knew that this legendary Advanced Apothecary was eccentric, arrogant and temperamental, almost to the point of making people bitterly detest him.

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Chapter 122 – Infuriated to the point of discarding all rational thoughts (8)

Unless one had a heavenly treasure that could move him, such as the precious and rare Primeval Pill Recipes, getting him to act would be, difficult… extremely difficult.

If his highness Prince Jin’s name was used to accomplish this… no, it would be inappropriate. He would not even dignify to the King’s request with an answer, much less entertain His Highness Prince Jin. Not to mention, with so many enemies out there after His Highness Prince Jin’s life, if the news of his Highness’s injury were to leak out, that would far from being good!

If it was in the capital, Prince Jin’s manor had countless rare treasures. But here in the Nanming Prefecture, the treasures that could be counted were far from sufficient.

Steward Xu’s heart was anxious and apprehensive, yet he could only retrieve the most precious treasures from within the warehouse. He left in a hurry with an escort party towards the Apothecary’s estate.

Su Luo tailed after Ling Feng in the direction he flew with a surprisingly fast speed.

When she arrived, she saw two rows of uniformed guards outside the room. Every one of them bore a similar expression and movements; solemn, majestic, their imposing manner was intimidating and emitted a fully oppressive atmosphere.

Su Luo was stopped outside the door.

Ling Feng hollered out. “Throw her in here!”

Even though Ling Feng was very worried, he had not completely lost his mind yet. Although he was very unwilling to let Su Luo near his own master, it was already obvious that only with her around, would his Highness fight to live.

Such a discovery would drive people mad! Accordingly, Ling Feng had become so depressed that he started to pull out his own hair!

Su Luo completely was unaware of Ling Feng’s inner conflict. When she entered, she discovered that Ling Feng had already placed Nangong Liuyun in bed.

On the sickbed, Nangong Liuyun’s eyes were tightly closed.

His eyes when open were sharp and abstruse, cold and steady; but now they were tightly shut. Despite his vulnerability, his current appearance still gave off a strong enough aura to make people tremble with fear.

His red lips were alluring and formed a picturesque face that could grace a painting.

Hot, fresh blood dyed his white robe, and the outside of his cheeks, from his neck down, was dotted with bloodstains.

The him right now, although frail and pale, still leaked out the same formidable domineering air as before.

“You do it!” Ling Feng’s hands held a piece of embroidered cloth, and, with a with a trace of anger, he tossed it to Su Luo.

His highness Prince Jin was very mysophobia. Even though he had followed at his highness’s side for more than ten years, he still had to maintain a distance of one meter from his highness’s body. Just now, when he carried his highness inside, it was due to a moment of desperation and because he saw no other option.

However, this evildoer, Su Luo, was different. His Highness would probably be more than eager to have her get closer to him, right?! Ling Feng hatefully thought.

Su Luo held the soft, clean towel and slowly walked to Nangong Liuyun’s side. Sitting by his bedside, she silently gazed at him.

The ever n.o.ble, conceited and icily-cold Highness Prince Jin now appeared to be painfully suffering in a deep abyss. He appeared to be very pitiable and his current condition could not help but make people’s hearts soften.

Her cool, jade-like slender fingers brushed away a few strands of hair on his forehead and delicately, using the soft towel, wiped clean, centimeter by centimeter, the blood that covered his skin. That pure white jade like radiant skin, little by little regained its glittering splendor in the wake of her towel.

But, he remained unconscious, and his body was like an block of s.h.i.+fting ice, entirely stiff as iron and continuously s.h.i.+vering. As if he was so cold, he could pa.s.s away at any moment.

“Why has the Apothecary not come yet?! His Highness can’t hold on any longer!” Ling Feng was so worried that both his eyes became red. He then resolutely spoke to Su Luo, “Take good care of His Highness! I’ll go out return quickly!”

He said what he needed to say, and without waiting for Su Luo’s reply, his silhouette had already disappeared from where he was standing.

Su Luo secretly reasoned that, Ling Feng was an expert, and not just any expert; but one who was second only to Nangong Liuyun.

Suddenly, she felt something lock around her hand. Looking down once more, she discovered Nangong Liuyun’s bony and smooth hand tightly griped around hers.

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