A journey through ancient times, a journey of exquisite divine skills

Chapter 318 Hidden Crisis, Orphan Girl Endures Hardship

Is this better?

A warm feeling welled up in Afu's heart as he looked at Princess Qiulan, who was busy taking care of him.

He whispered his thanks, "Thank you...Princess."

Princess Qiulan replied to his words, "I should be thanking you. You were so injured saving us..."

Afu interrupted her, saying, "I'm fine, Princess Qiulan, there's no need for this!"

I got hurt because the opponent's martial arts skills were indeed not much weaker than mine.

Okay, okay. Stop overthinking. It's really not your fault I got hurt!

After saying that, Afu tried to sit cross-legged.

But his injuries were too severe, and his internal condition made him feel extremely bad.

Princess Qiulan noticed that he seemed to be sitting cross-legged, so she quickly helped him straighten his posture.

Afu said "thank you" and then channeled his inner energy into his right hand.

Bring your right index and middle fingers together and press them onto several acupoints on your chest.

After he finished this action, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Then he whispered to Princess Qiulan and asked, "I need to meditate for a moment and you can protect me."

Princess Qiulan nodded immediately upon hearing this, and sat down beside Afu to guard him, even softening her breathing.

Afu slowly closed his eyes and focused his mind to circulate the Exquisite Divine Skill.

The internal energy flowed slowly along the meridians.

I don't know how much time passed, but he was about to complete a small cycle.

Suddenly, a sensation that was both unbearable and pleasurable surged through his body.

His internal energy caused the hot and cold air currents to surge wildly through his meridians as if they had been suddenly disturbed.

"puff--"

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted from Afu's mouth, splattering onto the weeds in front of him, a shocking sight.

He swayed, and was about to fall to the side.

Princess Qiulan reacted quickly and reached out to support his shoulders.

His voice was filled with anxiety: "How are you? Weren't you practicing internal energy to heal your injuries? Why are you spitting blood?"

With blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Afu smiled bitterly and said, "It's nothing... I just don't know what's going on inside my body."

He sighed, his voice tinged with weariness.

"It's like there are two streams of cold and hot air colliding haphazardly inside the body."

I was trying to suppress them with my internal energy, but I failed and instead my breathing became chaotic from their interference.

Princess Qiulan looked at his pale face, her eyes filled with worry, and asked with concern, "Won't your chest wound... get worse?"

Afu didn't answer her question. Instead, he remained silent for a moment, then looked up at her and asked slowly, "Do you know anything about pharmacology? For example, can you distinguish some common yams?"

Princess Qiulan shook her head gently upon hearing this, a hint of guilt flashing in her eyes: "I have never learned it."

She grew up in the deep palace and was used to seeing rare medicinal herbs.

How could she possibly recognize the ordinary plants and trees in the mountains and fields outside?

When Afu heard that she didn't recognize her, he didn't say much, but just sighed softly.

"Fine, it doesn't matter if you don't recognize it. I'll ask you, is this place... truly safe?"

Princess Qiulan carefully recalled the scene outside the house.

Then he replied, "We rode for several hours from the battlefield to get here."

I think if there were pursuers, they wouldn't have been able to find this place so quickly.

Moreover, the house looks like it's been abandoned for a long time; the weeds in the yard are almost knee-high, suggesting that no one has been here for a long time.

Afu nodded when he heard Princess Qiulan say that.

He leaned against the wall to catch his breath; the pounding inside him hadn't stopped, but it had subsided slightly.

He said softly, "That's good..."

Afu gazed at the flickering flames, his voice weak.

"My injuries are too severe, and I'm afraid I can't help you much right now. You'll have to keep a close eye on your surroundings and be very careful!"

Princess Qiulan's tone became resolute.

"Don't worry, I will guard this place well, and I will protect you even more."

Hearing her words, Afu could only give a helpless, bitter smile.

"Then I'll have to trouble Princess Qiulan!"

"Could you help me lie down and rest for a while? I'm so tired!"

"Oh...oh oh...okay, okay!"

Princess Qiulan quickly responded and carefully helped him lie back down on the pile of weeds.

As soon as Afu lay down, he closed his eyes, his brows still furrowed.

The two opposing forces of hot and cold energy within his body were still clashing violently.

It made him feel like he was being burned by fire at times, and like he was being chilled to the bone by ice at others.

The two extreme pains intertwined, making his whole body feel indescribably sore and uncomfortable.

I was trying to suppress them with my internal energy, but I didn't expect that instead of suppressing them, it was like adding new fuel to the fire.

Instead of calming them down, it made them even more restless and on the verge of collapse.

His meridians felt as if they were being torn apart, and the pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Princess Qiulan saw the pain on his face and ultimately did not dare to make a sound to disturb him.

She could only sit silently to the side and wait, keeping an eye on his movements.

After a while, seeing that Afu seemed to have fallen asleep again, she got up and left the hut.

She led the warhorse inside and tied it to a wooden post in the house.

The horse was probably exhausted after running for days.

At this moment, it lowered its head obediently, occasionally swishing its tail.

Princess Qiulan led the horse into the courtyard and settled it in.

She was already exhausted, but she still insisted on persevering.

Because of the sudden changes in the palace and the constant escape over the past month, she has hardly had a good night's sleep, let alone a proper meal.

Although Ah Fu rescued her and helped her break through the encirclement, giving her a temporary respite.

But the road ahead is uncertain, and Afu is now seriously injured.

She remained tense and unable to relax, unsure of what to do next.

She raised her hand to rub her aching temples and sighed softly.

She stood in the open space in the courtyard, looking in the direction of Si Chao, her figure slender yet exuding a stubbornness.

Gazing at the dark mountain shadows in the distance, she clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms.

She silently prayed, "Father, rest assured! Your daughter will definitely kill my elder brother and avenge you."

The wind ruffled her hair, carrying the coolness of the mountains and fields.

After a long while, she took a deep breath and suppressed her surging emotions.

Just then, the heat surged through my body again without warning.

This time it was even more intense than the previous times.

The heat seemed to suddenly erupt within her body, spreading throughout her entire being and burning her to the point that even her breath was scorching hot.

"Ugh..." Princess Qiulan couldn't help but groan, her legs went weak, and she knelt down with a thud.

She could only barely keep herself from falling by supporting herself on the cold, muddy ground with her hands.

She gritted her teeth and endured it, beads of sweat instantly forming on her forehead, sliding down her cheeks and hitting the ground.

It was unclear how much time had passed before the heatwave gradually subsided.