I am the champion of palace intrigue, and even the proud prince bows his head in submission.

Chapter 548 Xie Jingxian: Peeking

As he drew closer, a faint, cool fragrance emanating from him began to linger around Li Sheng's nose.

It was an extremely gentle scent, with a subtle hint of cool sandalwood, perfectly matching his refined and restrained temperament.

It's not strong, but it smells exceptionally clean and pleasant.

Li Sheng involuntarily took a light breath.

The previously stiff and reserved back gradually relaxed.

She glanced at Xie Jing and whispered, "Most of these medicinal herbs can only be bought from pharmacies outside the city. Do any of our people know any medicine merchants?"

Xie Jing looked at her and nodded: "Yes, I'll have Qingbai take people to prepare it, you don't need to worry about it."

After listening, Li Sheng lowered his head and added another ingredient to the paper.

"This spikenard must also be included."

Xie Jing looked at her quietly, his gaze falling on her focused profile.

She became more focused and started talking more.

No longer just nodding or shaking their heads.

Instead, she would take the initiative to ask questions and discuss things, and occasionally she would look up at him with bright eyes.

Xie Jing noticed her change and the corners of his lips curved into a smile.

Xie Jing immediately ordered Qingbai to take people out of the city to purchase the medicinal materials listed by Li Sheng. In less than half a day, all the necessary items were prepared.

For the next five days, Xie Jing would appear by the medicine furnace almost every evening.

Wash the herbs, crush them, weigh them, boil them...

He would do whatever she said, meticulously and patiently.

At first, Li Sheng felt a little uncomfortable, but gradually she got used to it.

While brewing the medicine, the two chatted casually. Sometimes Xie Jing would talk about trivial matters in the court, and sometimes Li Sheng would talk about his childhood memories of the Wuli people.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye, and the medicine was finally ready.

After sealing the medicine, Li Sheng looked up at Xie Jing and smiled, "This way, we won't have to worry about the Gu going out of control."

"Thank you for your hard work," Xie Jing said gently as he took the medicine bottle.

Li Sheng shook her head and smiled, "Don't you help me every day? We should share the burden."

Xie Jing raised an eyebrow slightly.

Over the past five days, their relationship has returned to the state it was two months ago.

well.

Ningxiang Hall, the Imperial Palace of the Great Liang Dynasty.

Xie Jing placed the medicine bottle on the table. "Put this medicine into Li Wuyang's food, one spoonful every day, without interruption. Make him finish this medicine to stabilize the Gu worms in his body."

Shen Qingyan took the porcelain bottle and nodded vigorously.

"Don't worry, he listens to everything I say now, so it's not difficult to handle."

Li Sheng stood to one side, her eyes filled with a hint of reluctance. "Sister Shen, we'll be returning to Da Jin in a few days."

Shen Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

Her smile was gentle, but it concealed a barely perceptible bitterness. "Alright, things here are almost done, it's time to go back."

Xie Jing's gaze fell on her. "Within six months, the Great Jin will surely rise up. By then, you will be able to return to the Great Jin."

Shen Qingyan nodded slightly, without asking any further questions about the plan.

Whether or not she could return to the Great Jin Dynasty was no longer that important to her.

All she wanted was revenge, to make the Liang dynasty pay for its blood debts.

Xie Jing took out a heavy silver waist token from his sleeve and handed it to her.

"This is the Shenguang Token. With it, you can mobilize all the covert forces I've placed within the Great Liang territory. If anything goes wrong, they will protect you and help you escape."

Shen Qingyan took it and said, "Okay."

Three days later, at dawn, the fog had not yet dissipated.

Xie Jing stood in front of the car, looked around to make sure everything was in order, and then turned and walked into the house.

Li Sheng had already changed her clothes. She looked up at Xie Jing and hesitated before asking, "Can I go say goodbye to Wei Wushuang?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Jing frowned almost imperceptibly. "That's not advisable. We shouldn't make a fuss about leaving the capital this time. Saying goodbye abruptly will only arouse suspicion."

Li Sheng pursed her lips. "Then can I leave him a letter? It wouldn't be right to leave without saying goodbye."

Xie Jing nodded and said gently, "Okay."

She handed the letter to a servant in the mansion, asking him to personally deliver it to Wei Wushuang's courtyard.

But not long after the servant quietly left the mansion, Qingbai stopped him outside.

Fifteen minutes later, the letter was respectfully delivered to Xie Jing.

Xie Jing took the letter with one hand, flicked it open with his fingertip, and then opened it.

The letter contained only a few words.

"Wei Wushuang, we have to go. I can't come to see you, but I hope you are well. If fate allows, we will meet again someday."

Xie Jing closed the letter, his expression softening.

He resealed the letter and instructed Qingbai, "Send it over as planned."

Qingbai responded and left.

Meanwhile, the carriage was ready, and Li Sheng was standing in front of the porch looking back at the mansion.

Xie Jing strode forward and said softly, "Let's go."

The carriage started and slowly drove out of the Li residence.

As autumn deepened, the caravan slowly made its way along the official road leading to the Great Jin Dynasty.

Xie Jing had originally made very proper arrangements, planning to arrive in the capital of Da Jin in as little as fifteen days.

However, on the sixth day of his journey, he caught a cold and developed a persistent high fever. He eventually collapsed at the inn where he spent the night.

Li Sheng was startled and stayed by his bedside all night.

Xie Jing's face was pale, and cold sweat kept seeping from his forehead.

Li Sheng hurriedly grabbed a handkerchief to wipe his sweat and then instructed the maid to prepare the medicine.

However, the night wind was cold, and the doctor who was called in at the last minute could only prescribe some medicine to dispel cold and reduce fever, which could not be effective immediately.

"Xie Jing." Li Sheng called out softly, her fingertips lightly touching his forehead, the temperature of which was so hot it made her heart race.

Xie Jing seemed to hear her voice and murmured, "Li Sheng..."

Li Sheng felt as if something had gently bumped into her heart.

She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I'm here."

She stayed by his side all night until dawn, when Xie Jing's fever subsided and his breathing gradually calmed down.

In the following days, they had to slow down their pace.

The convoy traveled only a few dozen miles each day, stopping frequently along the way to rest.

Xie Jing's illness had not yet been cured, so he had to rest in the carriage every day.

That afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and Xie Jing leaned against a soft pillow, closing his eyes to rest.

Li Sheng sat opposite him, grinding medicinal powder while secretly watching him.

Although he looked a bit haggard and his complexion wasn't as good as before, his features were still handsome, his eyes were deep, and even his eyelashes were extremely beautiful when his eyes were closed.

She stared for so long that she didn't notice he had already opened his eyes.

Xie Jing asked in a low, hoarse voice, "What are you looking at?"

Li Sheng was taken aback, her cheeks flushing slightly: "Let's see if you have a fever again."

Xie Jing smiled, then slowly sat up, his voice low and gentle, "You must be tired too, go to sleep for a while."

"It's okay, I'm not tired," Li Sheng said softly.

Xie Jing looked down at her.

The girl looked at him intently, her watery eyes gazing at him tenderly.

He was still not fully recovered and was very weak, but at this moment all he wanted was to pull her into his arms and hold her tightly.

Five more days have passed.

When the carriage reached the riverbank.

Although Xie Jing's illness had subsided, he had not yet regained his strength and often coughed severely at night.

Li Sheng sat down beside him, tucked him in, and checked his forehead temperature before asking softly, "Are you still feeling unwell?"

Xie Jing shook his head, his voice slightly hoarse, "Much better. Go and rest."

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy." Li Sheng picked up the medicine bowl, tested the temperature again, and then brought it to his lips.

"It's just right, not bitter at all. I put some dried tangerine peel in."

Xie Jing stared into her eyes for a moment before lowering his head and finishing his drink, sip by sip.

Every time she fed him medicine, she would test the temperature and season it, and sometimes she would even taste it herself to make sure it wouldn't be too difficult to swallow.

After he finished taking the medicine, Li Sheng wrung out a handkerchief, carefully wiped his hands, and then placed the hand warmer closer to him.

In the candlelight, their shadows overlapped.