flstandardbreds Chapter 369
Chapter 369
When Changsheng asked Nalan Jingwen again if he wanted to eat, Nalan Jingwen reached out and snatched the food from his hand with lightning speed, stuffing it into his mouth.
Changsheng's hand was still in mid-air. He paused for a moment in surprise, then revealed a not-so-pleasant smile, which was quite intriguing.
Then, the bitter taste quickly spread in his mouth, and Nalan Jingwen's smile froze.
"What's this?"
Chang Sheng casually withdrew his hand and patted the crumbs that had fallen onto his body.
"It's nothing, just some pills. Don't worry, they won't kill you."
"What is the use?"
Nalan Jingwen's expression was not good. He wanted to drag him down and beat him up, but he clenched his fists and held back.
If she's killed, no one will be there to guide her.
Changsheng seemed to see what she was trying to do, and immediately put on an innocent smile, trying to awaken Nalan Jingwen's conscience.
"It's for replenishing qi and blood. You looked so weak, so I was just asking if you wanted some. I didn't know you were in such a hurry..."
He spoke softer and softer, looking at the sky and then at the ground, where the sky was truly green and the ground truly blue.
Oh my, the grass over there is blooming so beautifully.
Of course, if you ignore the subtle upturn at the corners of his mouth.
Nalan Jingwen endured it again and again, deciding not to argue with him, and continued to lead the horse forward, but walked faster and faster. Changsheng was jostled on the horse's back until his vision went black and his face gradually turned pale.
“Nalan Jingwen”.
He called out weakly, but Nalan Jing didn't even look at him, pretending not to hear him.
With a loud crash, Nalan Jingwen stopped in his tracks and quickly looked behind him. Changsheng was lying on the ground with his eyes closed.
She immediately dropped the reins and picked the person up, exclaiming, "What's wrong with you?!"
"Wake up!!"
She raised her hand to check his breath, but found that his breath was weak and his face was abnormally pale. Without thinking, she immediately went to check his clothes. A fair hand grasped her fingers, soft and boneless, with little strength. Nalan Jingwen stopped and looked up.
Changsheng opened his eyes and stared at her. "What are you doing?"
Where do you keep your medicine?
Changsheng was clearly taken aback and released her hand.
"I'm fine, I don't need to take any medicine."
"You lied to me?"
Nalan Jingwen looked at him with a stern face, "Is it fun?"
Changsheng tilted his head and rested it against her chest, his voice weak, "I'm not lying to you, you walked too fast, and the jolting on the horse made my whole body ache, so I fell off because I didn't have the strength."
Nalan Jingwen couldn't help but recall how, during their journey, he had been sitting for so long that his exposed skin had turned almost bluish, and his weak appearance was no exaggeration.
Her expression softened a little, though she was still somewhat angry. She stood up, holding the person, who was almost weightless.
"Who's as troublesome as you?"
Changsheng noticed her somewhat dark expression and chuckled softly, his voice muffled.
You can ignore me.
"You're still useful."
Nalan Jingwen spoke the truth: if he weren't still useful, he would never have cared about him, and even if he died here now, he wouldn't shed a single tear.
Changsheng continued to smile, as if he didn't believe her.
"Then why are you angry?"
Nalan Jingwen fell silent, lowering his eyes to look at him intently, his dark pupils reflecting his pale and extremely fragile face.
Changsheng was fearless. He looked up and met her gaze. The smile on his lips was so glaring that it seemed to mock her insincerity.
……
Ultimately, the two fell into a cold war, ignoring each other and walking forward in silence.
The closer they got to the Southern Wilderness, the colder it became, as if they were in a freezing winter. The biting cold seeped into their very bones. Even Nalan Jing felt cold just smelling it, let alone the desire for immortality.
They stopped in a cave to rest for the night. Nalan Jingwen gathered some wood and started a fire. The two sat by the fire, their faces illuminated by the firelight, making it impossible to see their expressions.
Nalan Jingwen looked at the boy opposite her who was so cold he could barely utter a word, silently stood up, and draped his coat over him.
Changsheng was stunned for a moment, looking at her with somewhat dazed eyes.
Nalan Jingwen remained expressionless and coldly said, "If you die now, I won't be able to find the Spirit Grass and save Nalan Yin."
Chang Sheng smiled silently, his fingers slowly tightening around his coat, wrapping it around himself tightly.
"Don't worry, I won't die until I've done what I want to do."
He was very thin; Nalan Jingwen's coat draped over him almost completely enveloped him, as if it were embedded inside.
Nalan Jingwen frowned and looked away.
"trouble."
The wood gradually burned out, and the fire grew smaller and smaller, but the cave did not warm up. The wind was still biting and cold, like needles piercing the bones, causing sharp pain.
Changsheng huddled in the corner, his face pale to the point of being transparent, his lips bloodless, his eyes tightly closed, and his long eyelashes trembling slightly.
He seemed to be asleep, muttering something in his sleep, with tears still clinging to the corners of his eyes.
Nalan Jing couldn't hear clearly. She looked at the pitch-black sky outside, where there was almost no light, as if she were isolated from the world and in another world.
They are about to reach the southern wilderness.
She sighed inwardly, resignedly picked up the last pile of wood and approached Changsheng, then lit it. The chill was finally dispelled a little. She stood in front of Changsheng, looking down at his face, her eyes dark, and it was unclear what she was thinking.
Nalan Jingwen sat down beside him, paused for a moment, and carefully pulled the person curled up in the corner into his arms.
Perhaps because she was warm, the person in his arms subconsciously snuggled closer to her, absorbing that warmth. Nalan Jingwen also heard clearly what he was saying.
"Mother... Ah Nian misses you so much..."
"Don't leave me... I'm scared to be alone..."
"mother……"
Nalan Jingwen listened quietly, without any expression, but silently hugged the person even tighter.
She often wondered what kind of woman could give birth to such a bright and intelligent child. Changsheng had never mentioned his mother. Was his mother still alive?
Although Changsheng is sharp-tongued and stingy, there is no denying that he is extremely intelligent and quick-witted; it would be hard to find another like him in this world.
Because of his health, he lost a lot of joy and developed a nonchalant attitude towards everything, only able to find some pleasure in being sarcastic and sharp-tongued.
Because they cannot experience extreme joy or sorrow, they are well-informed about everything in the world and can plan and strategize to prevent things from happening beyond their control and avoid excessive emotional fluctuations.
Ultimately, they just have different perspectives, and no one can blame the other.
Lost in thought, the person in her arms murmured softly again, tears rolling down her cheeks and disappearing into her collar.
"elder sister……"
"It hurts..."
Nalan Jingwen shuddered, staring blankly at him, her fingertips tracing the tears at the corners of his eyes, her gaze growing increasingly obscure.