When Lin Qiao woke up, it was still pitch - black outside the cave.
These soldiers were really useless. They knew the target was in the back mountain but still couldn't find them.
She opened her bleary eyes and felt Luo Nanchen's forehead.
He was still burning hot.
Lin Qiao thought this couldn't go on. After all, in the original novel, Luo Nanchen didn't take the fever seriously until he dual - cultivated with Li Yingmeng.
That's right. They dual - cultivated right after falling in love. The original novel was just that bold and straightforward.
Every time Luo Nanchen won the hearts of female characters, the author would upload the chapter at midnight. If the fans didn't read it in time, the chapter would be rectified by the website and become a censored version.
Lin Qiao even suspected that this was a stallion porn novel masquerading as a power - fantasy novel, written by the author just for self - indulgence.
Although she didn't know why the dual - cultivation step didn't follow the original novel's sequence, Luo Nanchen's fever couldn't wait.
It would be troublesome if he burned his brain out.
Lin Qiao yawned and planned to go out to find some herbs for Luo Nanchen.
Unexpectedly, just as she was about to get up, Luo Nanchen grabbed her back and held her tightly.
“Cold...”
“I know you're cold, but holding me won't help,” Lin Qiao was also extremely sleepy and dazed. She coaxed Luo Nanchen softly, “Be good. I'll go find some herbs for you.”
Luo Nanchen instinctively kissed Lin Qiao's forehead and then fell into a drowsy sleep again.
Before Luo Nanchen's father died, in order to hasten his death, Lin Qiao had asked the system for Gui Xi Yao.
But later, Lin Qiao thought that medicine and poison were really good ways to defend herself, ensure her survival, and get rich. Besides, the original host was such a person. So when Lin Qiao was bored, she would read the medical books left by the original host.
Now, Lin Qiao's medical skills were fully capable of standing on her own, and finding herbs to treat a fever was no problem at all.
She walked out of the cave, covered the entrance with weeds, and tiptoed out.
The Long Zhi was a fierce beast. The eyes of fierce beasts glowed at night, but it was completely dark around, so Lin Qiao wasn't afraid.
Lin Qiao squatted on the ground, looking at each plant by the moonlight. In the end, her eyes even started to hurt.
I don't know how long it took, but Lin Qiao finally found all the necessary herbs.
On the way back, there was a blaze of fire coming from the direction of the cave. Listening carefully, there were also the sounds of weapons clashing.
Oh, it seemed that Luo Nanchen's men had found them.
Lin Qiao was just about to go over when she thought it over. Something wasn't right. She couldn't stay by Luo Nanchen's side in Li Yingmeng's identity forever.
If Luo Nanchen woke up and found that her personality was different from Li Yingmeng's, it would be a disaster.
Lin Qiao backed off.
She turned around and went back to the camp.
In the tent, Chunhua was keeping watch. When she saw Lin Qiao come in, she rubbed her eyes. “Your Majesty, why are you just coming back?”
“Didn't I say that I don't need anyone to keep watch when I sleep? You should all go back to sleep,” Lin Qiao then realized something was wrong. “... You recognize me?”
Chunhua scratched her head, looking drowsy but also very perceptive. “If this servant can't even recognize Your Majesty, what's the point of staying in the palace?”
What was going on? Wasn't she wearing Li Yingmeng's face?
Lin Qiao quickly ran to the bronze mirror. In the mirror was a face with delicate and beautiful features. There was a natural charm between the eyebrows, lazy and noble.
It was her own face, Lin Qiao's, not Li Yingmeng's.
Holy cow, was this disguise like Cinderella's glass slipper, losing its effect after midnight?
“What's going on?”
[The system is being upgraded. Some functions are restricted.]
[Please inquire later.]
Lin Qiao: “...”
Why did it work when she was disguising herself?
Damn it!
Outside the tent, a group of soldiers were bustling around. Their voices were very clear. “Be careful, don't let anything happen to the Emperor—”
Hearing that Luo Nanchen was carried back, Lin Qiao finally felt the heavy stone in her heart fall to the ground.
But after the stone fell, why did she still feel a little stuffy...
Chunhua walked over. “Your Majesty, what's in your hand?”
Only then did Lin Qiao realize that the herbs she had risked her life to find for Luo Nanchen were still in her hand.
“Oh, these are for treating fever. You can put them away first.”
Chunhua nodded, took them, and put them on the table.
...
Early the next morning, Qiuyue came to deliver the dried clothes. She saw Lin Qiao sitting on the bedside, looking pale and listless.
She looked like a ghost. Especially with her extremely beautiful features and pale face, she looked even more like one.
Qiuyue was so scared that she almost fell.
“Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?”
Lin Qiao let out a long sigh. “It's over. I'm finished—”
Qiuyue was even more panicked. “Your Majesty, what on earth is wrong? Don't scare this servant!”
Lin Qiao pulled a long face and wailed, “I've gotten used to sleeping with Luo Nanchen—”
Last night, after returning from the cave in the back mountain, Lin Qiao had insomnia.
Although the Empress Dowager's bed was much more comfortable than the straw pile in the cave.
But without the arm to rest on, something just felt off. Lin Qiao tossed and turned all night and didn't fall asleep until dawn.
So early in the morning, she got up and had been reflecting on herself.
How on earth did she fall into Luo Nanchen's trap?
Qiuyue tentatively asked, “Your Majesty, do you want this servant to go find the Emperor?”
“Find, find, find. He already has a wife. What's the use of finding him? Can he sleep with me for the rest of his life?” Seeing that Qiuyue was frightened, Lin Qiao quickly softened her tone. “I'm not losing my temper. I'm just grumpy when I wake up.”
Qiuyue mumbled, “It's the same thing...”
Zou Lvrui came on time as usual. “Good morning, Your Majesty.”
Lin Qiao looked dejected. “Yeah, good morning.”
Zou Lvrui leaned over mysteriously and lowered her voice. “How did it go yesterday? Did you succeed in saving the world?”
Lin Qiao cried with a long face, “The world is okay, but I'm in trouble.”
“What trouble? Don't tell me you really dual - cultivated? You dual - cultivated with Luo Nanchen instead of Li Yingmeng?” Zou Lvrui covered her mouth, afraid that she would shout out. “Holy cow, is it big?”
“... Get out of here!”
Even after being scolded by Lin Qiao, Zou Lvrui was not discouraged at all. “Hey, men are like this the first time. They're reckless and ignorant. You just need to develop him more. Don't be unhappy. You can improve the technique, but you can't change the size. You should be secretly happy—”
Lin Qiao couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Zou Lvrui.
“Zou Lvrui, can't you think about something else in your head every day? What's in your head? Pornographic trash?”
Zou Lvrui smiled. “What are we living for in this lifetime? Isn't it just for our own happiness? If having porn can make you happy, why not?”
Lin Qiao rolled her eyes.
Outside the tent, Mo Xiujie's voice came. “Your Majesty, may this humble servant come in?”
Lin Qiao let out a long sigh and regained the grace and elegance of the Empress Dowager. “Come in.”
Mo Xiujie bowed and got straight to the point.不愧是洛南宸的贴身侍卫, 很有洛南宸的风格。(The Chinese phrase here is translated into English contextually) He really lived up to being Luo Nanchen's personal guard. He had the same style as Luo Nanchen.
“Your Majesty, the Emperor is awake and says he wants to see you.”