Unfortunately, it was not surprising anymore that the official made arrogant remarks to me.

　　He said with a straight face, "Are you willing to escort me back to Wanjingmen?" He pointed to the box of shining gold and said, "This is the reward." Borrowing flowers to offer the Buddha? Quite a beautiful plan.

　　However, why would Nuanyu Shengyan give such a precious gift? Where did their relationship come from? It seemed like he sensed my doubt.

　　He said, "My father once invited Nuanyu Shengyan to join Wanjingmen." "But she declined gracefully, citing her nature that cannot be restrained." "Although she is not a member of our sect, she still respects my father to some extent."

　　"Presumably, when I was sent to the Nanfeng Pavilion, he noticed you in the vicinity and didn't follow.

　　So, I had to escape from him for quite a distance! But how did he know that I was here to save you?" "Not here to kill you?" I raised an eyebrow in surprise.

　　Nowadays, anyone with some connections knows that the young master of the Wanjiang Sect is pursuing a certain woman.

　　A long-standing grudge.

　　Cangguan sneered: "He found that my life-giving Gu had a problem." He could tell from that? "And the problem lies with you." His tone was casual but made me feel restless.

　　Enduring torment.

　　"How...

　　can you tell?" I wondered.

　　"As fellow practitioners of Gu poison, once he discovers that there is something different in my Qigong center, it's not hard to guess what happened." Cangguan sighed, his gaze less friendly towards me.

　　I brazenly asked, "So, if one loses their life-giving Gu, they will become like you?" "No." His gaze turned cold: "Unless there are exceptions, one would lose all their inner energy and have their cultivation destroyed." That's so serious! Then why was Cangguan an exception? "It's all thanks to...

　　the marriage Gu being the marriage Gu." What a meaningless statement.

　　As for the details, he didn't want to say much.

　　But based on my understanding of Gu poison, I could guess with a fair degree of certainty.

　　For practitioners of Gu techniques, their cultivation and inner energy are closely related to their life-giving Gu.

　　All kinds of techniques rely on the life-giving Gu to be activated.

　　The more poisonous and powerful the life-giving Gu, the more benefits the Gu master receives.

　　However, this also leads to a fatal dependency.

　　Once the life-giving Gu is damaged or dies, the Gu master suffers backlash, resulting in a decrease in power at best and a destruction of cultivation at worst, putting their life in danger.

　　Cangguan, on the other hand, had a harmless life-giving Gu, so he naturally wouldn't be hindered by it.

　　At least the marriage Gu is non-toxic.

　　Otherwise, I wouldn't still be alive and kicking after a year or two.

　　It must be said that Cangguan was able to become a standout young talent in the Miaojiang region even without a powerful life-giving Gu.

　　He still had some ability.

　　However, why were his meridians in disorder now? Why could Warm Jade Smoke see the reason from my body? "What else did his letter say?" Cangguan paused and said, "He asked me how the marriage Gu died." "..." How could it die? It was fried by me.

　　Oh, right.

　　Master Xiao, who told stories before, said that the marriage Gu won't die until it meets its destined host.

　　If it did die...

　　So, I asked the main point of my doubt: "What happens if the marriage Gu dies?" Cangguan's eyes flashed, seemingly surprised by my question.

　　What's there to be surprised about? I haven't practiced Gu techniques, it's normal for me to not understand.

　　But Cangguan hesitated and said in a suspicious manner, "It's nothing serious..." Is that so? "But I heard that the marriage Gu won't die until it finds its destined host." So...

　　so?! A sudden realization struck me like a flash of inspiration.

　　I felt like a fool as I exclaimed in my mind.

　　Could it be...

　　I heard Cangguan grinding his teeth, somewhat embarrassed, and turned his face away: "This is an accident! It doesn't count!" "Understood! I get it!" Don't get so worked up.

　　"So, um, what's the deal with your meridians?" I changed the topic again.

　　So we wouldn't fall into some awkward situation.

　　"..." "Don't worry about it!"

　　"Okay, I've provoked the young master again...

　　I still haven't found out the full content of the letter from Nuanyu Shengyan.

　　I asked Cangguan for follow-up, but his mouth is sealed tighter than a clam shell.

　　Despite my best efforts, he didn't say a word.

　　Oh well.

　　We can discuss this later.

　　But for the sake of one thousand taels of gold, I took on this business.

　　I exchanged the gold for silver bills and put them in my pocket.

　　When I return to Mount Bu Zhou, everyone will be envious.

　　Haha, how wonderful.

　　I bought a carriage and became the driver myself, ready to escort Cangguan back to Wanjingmen.

　　However, money isn't easy to earn, and the journey from the capital to Miaojiang is long.

　　It's never peaceful.

　　It's easier for a person to hide and escape when traveling alone.

　　But with such a large carriage, we can't go fast, and I still have to take care of the one who suffered internal injuries.

　　I don't know if it's just my imagination, but during the journey, Cangguan's aura gradually stabilized, his complexion became healthier, and the feeling of weakness disappeared.

　　He meditated inside the carriage, and even through the door, I could sense his surging internal energy, circulating smoothly without any blockages.

　　Where did he get such amazing pills or medicine? I asked through the curtain, 'Why do I feel like your meridians have fully recovered and you don't seem sick at all?' 'Do you still need me to protect you on the way back?' There was silence inside for a long time.

　　Just when I thought he wouldn't respond, he said, 'It's just your imagination.' I have very accurate intuition! 'Stick your hand out and let me see if you're really not sick.' 'If I'm not sick, I'll take the money and run.

　　I don't want to stay with you.' I held a piece of grass in my mouth and smiled at the door, watching the wilderness scenery pass by.

　　The sky was high and the sun was far, autumn was approaching.

　　'Why don't you give it a try?' Cangguan pushed open the curtain and hammered on the door of the carriage.

　　I thought he was going to hit me, but to my surprise, he extended his hand.

　　Palm facing upwards, mingmen facing me.

　　Long slender fingers, slightly curved joints, distinct bones.

　　Blue veins were clearly visible on his wrist.

　　'What are you doing?' Now I was the one who was surprised.

　　How obedient? 'Take a look at me and see if I'm not sick.' Even though his voice wasn't very clear through the curtain, I could still sense a hint of laziness and calmness.

　　I switched my grip on the reins to my other hand and lightly placed my right hand on his wrist.

　　It felt cool to the touch.

　　He seemed uneasy and slightly tensed his fingers, but in the end, he didn't move and let me manipulate him.

　　It was indeed strange.

　　At this moment, his meridians were unobstructed, and there were no signs of injury.

　　When I probed his dantian, everything was normal except for the absence of the life essence gu.

　　So why? Without the life essence gu, why wasn't he affected? 'You're not sick.' I said confidently, holding his wrist and shaking it.

　　'If you want to cut me now, I can only run.' He coldly snorted, 'I haven't fully determined the cause of the meridian disorder yet.

　　Although I appear unharmed on the surface, I don't know if I'll end up in the same state as a few days ago tomorrow.' Not fully determined? So he has determined some of the causes? 'In the end, the problem lies with...' 'You.' He twisted his wrist, freeing it from my grasp and placed it aside, ready to retract it.

　　But my brain malfunctioned, and without thinking, I blurted out, 'I seem like the palace's imperial physician.' 'Huh?' 'Through the curtain, checking the empress's pulse.' 'Empress dowager's health must be esteemed~' The empress dowager couldn't bear it anymore.

　　She swiftly grabbed my wrist and pulled it inward.

　　It's over, I'm going to be hit."

　　I couldn't stabilize myself, and got pulled in, then fell and landed on Cangguan's body.

　　The wooden carriage couldn't bear the weight and made a loud noise.

　　People were thrown and the horse almost flipped.

　　He was hit hard.

　　For a moment, it suddenly became quiet, and only our heavy breathing was evident.

　　Cangguan grimaced, his gaze filled with resentment, and said, "Why couldn't it be the Emperor?"