Chapter 237 - 237 Thirsty

Chapter 237: Chapter 237 Thirsty

With the most tempting benefits and the most brutal tortures, Zhongshan kept speaking. Princess Qianyou stood by, watching Zhongshan with a smile.

The Daoist man's eyes were filled with uncertainty. Although Zhongshan's words were exaggerated, there might still be a possibility.

However, the grudge of the three disciples couldn't just be let go.

"Master," the eldest disciple immediately called out.

The Daoist man frowned slightly, and the eldest disciple's eyes flashed with anger as he looked at Zhongshan and Princess Qianyou.

"Master, since we can't kill them, let the soldiers of the Great Yu Empire do it. These two..." the eldest disciple said.

Hearing what the eldest disciple said, Zhongshan clenched his fist with a vicious intent. Princess Qianyou's heart was filled with anger, but in the end, the Daoist man agreed to what the eldest disciple said.

Using a spell, beams of light shot directly at Zhongshan and Princess Qianyou.

In the next moment, Zhongshan felt his meridians sealed, like an ordinary person. The Daoist man sealed their true yuan.

With a wave of his sleeve, the Daoist man flew out of the miasma forest with Zhongshan and Princess Qianyou, landing not far from the bodies of the soldiers of the Great Yu Empire. With another wave of his hand, a large pit appeared in the ground, and Zhongshan and Princess Qianyou were thrown into it, leaving only their heads above ground, leaning against each other.

Zhongshan held Princess Qianyou's hand tightly, even though only their heads were exposed above ground, he signaled for Princess Qianyou not to move.

The two didn't speak, and the Daoist man once again took out a formation flag, inserting it into the ground around where Zhongshan and Princess Qianyou were buried. With a spell, Zhongshan felt the soil instantly become as hard as diamond.

"Princess Qianyou, I've done all I can for you. I won't kill you, but as for the Great Yu Army, I don't care what happens to them. Whether they live or die, it's up to you." The Daoist man said.

After speaking, the Daoist man flew away with the bodies of the three disciples and the other disciples.

Zhongshan let out a long sigh of relief. "We're saved!"

"Sir, are we really saved now?" Princess Qianyou's head leaned against Zhongshan's, her face full of bitterness.

"Yeah, at least that group of troublemakers is gone. Even though my formation was corrupted by his eldest disciple, it's still better than losing our lives." Zhongshan shook his head and smiled.

"If it weren't for his eldest disciple, maybe that person would have been deceived by you," Princess Qianyou laughed.

"Yeah, these people are really easy to fool. I was afraid he would kill us and then each of his disciples would stab us as a pledge. But luckily, they left. Aren't we saved?" Zhongshan smiled.

"Sir, you're so bad!" Princess Qianyou laughed.

Just as Princess Qianyou finished speaking, she felt like she had misspoken, and her face turned red immediately.

Zhongshan smiled faintly, not responding, but changing the subject: "I'm really sorry, with me, the princess has been through so much hardship."

"Sir, each time you surprise Qianyou, enduring hardships is worth it. But what should we do next? If we wait another two days, the Great Yu Army will definitely search here again. At that time, I might be fine, but you'll be in trouble," Princess Qianyou said.

"Sir, it's so hot!" Princess Qianyou frowned and complained. When had the princess of the Great Luo Heavenly Dynasty ever suffered like this?

Looking at Princess Qianyou, Zhongshan comforted her softly, "It'll be better at night. Just wait!"

"Mm," Princess Qianyou nodded.

However, under the scorching sun, it was really uncomfortable to become ordinary people, and being buried in the soil without being able to move at all, even sweating where their hands were held together.

Boredom filled the air as they waited, with Zhongshan always engaging in some peculiar and miraculous activity, promptly grabbing any flying leaves and arranging them neatly, almost like a bird building a nest.

Finally, as Princess Qianyou began to doze off, the sun descended to the west, signaling the onset of evening. A crescent moon rose slowly into the sky, and the temperature began to drop. With the relief from the scorching daytime heat, they felt much more comfortable. However, after the torment of the day, Princess Qianyou couldn't help but feel a sense of exhaustion.

Gradually closing her eyes, Princess Qianyou unexpectedly fell asleep.

Watching the princess sleep peacefully, Zhongshan smiled faintly, gazing up at the sky, his heart filled with myriad emotions. A gentle breeze blew by, cooling the night, but Zhongshan still held onto the precious leaves, placing them within reach of his mouth on the ground. Fortunately, it was early autumn, and there were plenty of fallen leaves. In front of Zhongshan, some areas were even piled up.

While Princess Qianyou slept, Zhongshan couldn't fall asleep. His mind kept drifting to thoughts of his wife, Bao'er, and Kui'er. Whenever he thought of Kui'er, his heart ached, but when he thought of Ling'er and her cuteness, he couldn't help but smile.

In the middle of the night, Zhongshan suddenly felt a pinch from the hand he was holding. Princess Qianyou woke up, her mind still muddled from sleep, instinctively wanting to rub her eyes but finding herself unable to move.

Realizing her situation, she gave Zhongshan a wry smile.

"Princess," Zhongshan called softly.

"Sir, I'm thirsty, so thirsty. The sun was scorching during the day, and I sweated a lot. Now, I really want to drink water," Princess Qianyou said softly, her tone suddenly carrying a peculiar hint, as if she were acting spoiled.

"Thirsty?" Zhongshan chuckled.

"Mm," Princess Qianyou nodded. Seeing Zhongshan, she knew there was no water available. But for some reason, Princess Qianyou suddenly wanted to make things difficult for Zhongshan, as if seeing him in a difficult situation brought her a sense of warmth.

Taking a deep breath, Zhongshan lowered his head and gently picked up one of the leaves he had previously arranged, being extremely careful as he picked it up and slowly brought it to Princess Qianyou's face.

At that moment, Princess Qianyou was astonished to find that the leaf was covered with a large amount of water droplets. Was it dew?

Did Sir keep picking leaves during the day because he knew I would be thirsty? And did he condense dew for me?

At this moment, Princess Qianyou felt a slight warmth in her nose as she looked at Zhongshan, a warmth she hadn't felt in a long, long time.

This kind of care, she hadn't experienced it for a long time. Since her mother's death, she hadn't experienced it at all. This warmth had always been buried deep in Princess Qianyou's heart, buried so deeply that she thought it would never resurface. But when Zhongshan slowly brought over the leaf, as if it were plucked from the depths of her heart, she felt it once again.

"Open your mouth, I'll feed you," Zhongshan mumbled with the leaf in his mouth.

"Mm," Princess Qianyou nodded lightly. At that moment, she suppressed the choking sensation and couldn't say anything, only managing to respond with a soft "Mm."

With their mouths connected by the leaf, Zhongshan tilted it, pouring all the dew gathered on the leaf into Princess Qianyou's slightly dry lips.