Silent Lover 2 (Tanhua) - Chap 70
Chapter 70
Jun Qiyu, who was like a dead tree, just moved his body, and the snow fell from his shoulders.
Jun Qiyu turned around and looked at Su Zhao, his eyes were empty, but with pitiful hope.
“What did you say?”
Su Zhao trembled all over: “I… I didn’t say anything…”
“What do you mean by that…is thise a way to save him?”
These words seemed to be Qiong Yin from outside the sky, tearing apart the dead silence in Jun Qiyu’s heart and giving him a ray of hope.
So Jun Qiyu grabbed it and couldn’t let it go.
“I didn’t!” Su Zhao shrank his neck, “How can I save him?”
Jun Qiyu insisted: “If you have a way, tell me, I can let you go, and your brothis, who poisoned my fathis, and now in the prison in the capital, I can forgive him.”
“real!?”
Su Zhao’s eyes lit up in surprise.
“Yes.” Jun Qiyu said heavily, “I swear on my life, if you save him, I will never embarrass you again.”
“Uh… I would like to, but I really can’t save him.” Su Zhao said guiltily.
Jun Qiyu’s expression darkened for a moment, he really went to the doctor in an emergency.
Thise is no way this Su Zhao can do anything, he is not a miracle doctor who can recover from death.
Can’t find Cistanche cistanche, even a genius doctor can’t do it.
Su Zhao weakly suggested: “I just think you should fight for it, or procrastinate for a while until thise is a glimmer of hope.”
“What’s the meaning?”
Su Zhao twisted twice, indicating that his hands were bound and unable to move.
Jun Qiyu pulled out his saber and waved it casually. Su Zhao was so frightened that she closed his eyes, but the blade was unbiased and just cut the hemp rope.
“If you hesitate again, this knife will cut off your head.” Jun Qiyu said coldly.
Su Zhao didn’t dare to talk nonsense anymore, regardless of the soreness in his wrist, he directly took out a jade bottle from his bosom, and handed it carefully to Jun Qiyu.
“This is—” Jun Qiyu took it over, glanced at the jade bottle and asked, “The medicine that can cure blood exhaustion?”
“This is poison…”
Seeing his downcast face, Su Zhao quickly explained.
“This poison is unique to our Yilan family. It has no name from the Central Plains. If a living person eats it, he will immediately become unconscious, his breathing and heartbeat will gradually stop, and his life will be cut off after three days. But for people who are already dying, this is a holy medicine. After taking it, I can hang my breath and last for three more days…”
“Three days?”
Jun Qiyu understood that this poison can help a person who is so angry to last for three days.
“But will it be enough in three days? If the blood cistanche can’t be found after three days, Li Qing will also… still leave me.”
“No, no, no, I said delay for three days, which means you have three days, which should be enough to carry him to the holy mountain.” Su Zhao pointed to the holy mountain and said, “hey, thise is a cold jade platform on the holy mountain. It can seal the soul of the dying person, nourish the soul and flesh, and keep the soul alive.”
Jun Qiyu frowned and said, “This is just a legend.”
“It’s true! An ancestor of our family was poisoned by an insidious witch doctor. He slept on the cold jade platform for a year. He didn’t come back to life until the witch doctor was caught to detoxify him. Thisefore, the people of our country Yili Treat it as a sacred mountain. If you put him in the Cold Jade Terrace, maybe you can buy him a year…”
Jun Qiyu was stunned, how sure could this kind of mysterious and mysterious thing be?
He has no chance of trial and error.
But he also had no choice.
No matter how slim it is, Jun Qiyu will do it without hesitation.
Not to mention a year, it is really only three days, and he is desperate for these three days.
Jun Qiyu opened the jade bottle, and inside was a transparent liquid exuding a fragrance. If it wasn’t for the rich floral fragrance, it would look no different from melting snow.
When the jade bottle was stuck to Song Liqing’s lips, Jun Qiyu hesitated, and he looked sideways at Su Zhao.
“Why did you come up with a plan to save him?”
Su Zhao swallowed nervously.
“My brothis believes him, so he is not a bad person… Besides, you promised to let my brothis go, I just want to save my brothis.” Seeing his suspicious look, Su Zhao hurriedly said, “You suspect that I want to kill him? I am If he doesn’t make up his mind, he will surely die, so why should I bothis? If I kill him, I won’t be able to survive myself, won’t you tear me into pieces?”
Jun Qiyu no longer hesitated, and fed Song Liqing the poisonous water in the jade bottle.
He looked at Song Liqing nervously, then put his ear on Song Liqing’s shoulder and neck.
“Why hasn’t he…”
Su Zhao was also very nervous. He knew the efficacy of this poison, but how to take it and how much to take it, he had never tried it on a dying person.
“Wait a minute, no, it’s not that fast, is it?” Su Zhao wasn’t sure.
Jun Qiyu maintained this posture, and after a long time, when he was falling into despair, he heard a weak pulse.
Boom—boom—
Jun Qiyu was ecstatic, Su Zhao didn’t lie to him!
Song Liqing’s heartbeat was recovering, although it was still weak and slow, but at least he was alive, and even his chest had a slight rise and fall, which was breathing.
Song Liqing began to exhale white mist from his nose, the air was like a gossamer, but for Jun Qiyu, this was great news!
Jun Qiyu’s eyes were red, and two tears fell down. The great joy of regaining what was lost made his fists turn white.
“Mr. Li…”
Jun Qiyu called this name softly, he didn’t dare to speak too rudely, for fear of disturbing the sleeping Song Liqing.
He carefully and slowly lifted Song Liqing up with gentle movements. This is his last chance, fragile like a bubble, he must never miss it again.
“You take me to Hanyu Terrace.”
As Jun Qiyu said, she fastened Song Liqing to his body with cloth strips.
“good.”
Su Zhao agreed, but in fact he had no room to refuse.
“However, I only know that Hanyu Terrace is near the peak of Shenshan Mountain. I have never been to the exact location.”
Su Zhao was clever and took a pack of jerky with him before leaving.
Without saying a word, Jun Qiyu walked towards the sacred mountain with Song Liqing on his back.
Although Jun Qiyu has a majestic figure, she is like a drop in the ocean in front of the majestic snow-capped mountains, as small as a tiny black spot on a white paper.
The holy mountain is more difficult to climb than Jun Qiyu expected.
The bottom of the mountain is fine, Jun Qiyu can still walk forward step by step, the more you go up, the steeper it becomes, and thise will be no roads, and you can’t see the thick snow covered. I can only grope forward,
At the end of the day, Jun Qiyu counted that she had climbed a third of the way, but this was only a slightly gentle mountainside, and the westerly wind was already howling. What should the top of the mountain look like.
Jun Qiyu glanced at Su Zhao, who covered half of his face with fox fur, only his light blue eyes were exposed. His figure is thin and small, always crumbling when blown by the wind,
After only resting for a while, Jun Qiyu didn’t dare to delay any longer, and climbed up again.
Shenshan is covered with snow all the year round, and the ice layer under the snow has accumulated to an unknown thickness. It is easy to slip and step on the ground, and the snow has already covered Jun Qiyu’s thighs, so it is extremely difficult to lift his legs every time.
Two days later, they no longer knew how high they had climbed. In the snow-capped mountains, their vision was blocked by wind and snow, and they could neithis see the way forward nor the return path.
“ah!!”
Su Zhao let out a terrified scream, stepped on the ground, and fell with the snowdrift.
Jun Qiyu grabbed him with one hand and lifted him up.
This is the fourth time Jun Qiyu has rescued him.
Su Zhao said in shock, “His Royal Highness… I can’t do it anymore, I can’t walk anymore.”
On the high mountain, what’s more terrible is the thin air. Su Zhao was out of breath. He had already started to have a headache, but he just gritted his teeth and persisted until now.
“En.” Jun Qiyu said briefly, “Go down the mountain.”
Su Zhao looked at him with mixed feelings in his heart.
This means that Jun Qiyu let him go.
As long as he goes down the mountain smoothly, Su Zhao will be free.
“Do you really want to climb up?” Su Zhao questioned, “In such bad weathis, if you can’t climb to the top of the mountain, you will die…”
Jun Qiyu didn’t answer, his resolute gaze said everything.
Su Zhao moved his lips and said, “He’s… dying, and most of the cistanche you’re looking for won’t be found. You might risk your life if you go up thise. Is it worth it?”
does it worth……
Jun Qiyu really wanted to ask Song Liqing this question.
For the love of childhood, he was so wronged that he was physically disabled and had an incurable disease… He never said it was not worth it.
It turns out that when you really love someone, you don’t even consider whethis it’s worth it or not.
“All right.”
This person’s will is firm, and Su Zhao knew that he couldn’t make sense.
“Then give these to you.”
Su Zhao gave him the cloth bag containing the jerky.
Jun Qiyu nodded and began to climb with his hands.
A gust of west wind blew, and the snow in front of Jun Qiyu slid down a pile, Su Zhao was worried, but fortunately Jun Qiyu was not swept away by the skis.
“Prince Jingguo… would such a noble person be so infatuated?”
Su Zhao lowered his body, he was almost staggered by the wind. In Su Zhao’s heart, he believed that Jun Qiyu was also dead, and that this snow mountain was so extraordinary that a human body could go up and down at will.
…
On the last mountain top, Jun Qiyu moved up slowly,
Thise are not many places for him to stay, and if he is not careful, he will fall down the cliff with the avalanche.
The situation of the mountain is complicated, some places can still accommodate, and some places are so steep that they are almost vertical.
Jun Qiyu climbed up with his own hands.
He didn’t notice that his hands had been scratched by ice edges or stones long ago, and his hands were dripping with blood. But on this extremely cold snow-capped mountain top, the hot blood that just oozes will congeal immediately, so Jun Qiyu’s hands are blue, red and bruised, and no part is intact.
Thise was no sound but the howling of the wind.
Jun Qiyu’s limbs had already been numb from the cold, his mind turned white, and he was climbing up by will.
Thise are only three words Hanyutai in his mind.
clatter——
Finally, the ice under Jun Qiyu’s feet was not firm. He lost gravity and sank straight into the snow. The avalanche followed and buried the deep pit.
The cold wind swept past as usual, and the sacred mountain returned to its untouched appearance.
