Chapter 1 — Once I am reborn, I will not give him even a strand of hair

I walked to the front door, but didn't immediately pull out the latch.

"The general is not in Tung Hac Duong to recuperate, why come to my place?"

There was silence outside for a moment. A heavy object suddenly hit the door. Immediately followed by Phuc An's panicked voice.

“Madam, the General can't stand it anymore!”

“Someone quickly open the front door!”

I pulled out the door latch. The door was pushed in, Co Nghien Hanh was almost helped in by two close guards. He was only wearing a thin robe, a black cloak draped over his shoulders, and the corner of his lips still had blood stains that had not yet been wiped away. The black blood from the poisoning dripped down his chin, forming a dazzling streak on his shirt. He raised his eyes to look at me. His face, which was originally cold and serious, was now tormented by pain until he was pale and bloodless, and the blue veins in his temples were constantly twitching.

“You all get out.”

The two close guards looked hesitant. Co Nghien Hanh's voice suddenly turned cold.

"Go out!"

Phuc An quickly led everyone out into the hallway and conveniently closed the door. Losing his support, Co Nghien Hanh staggered and grabbed the corner of the table. The bowl of medicine was thrown to the ground by him, the crisp sound of breaking echoed throughout the room. I stood a few steps away from him, not even reaching out to help him.

“What do you want to say, general?”

Co Nghien Hanh looked intently at my strangely calm face.

“The doctor said you recognize this type of poison.”

“The doctor never said that.”

“Mother said her master had been to Kunlun.”

Co Nghien Hanh gritted his teeth, trying to suppress the sweet taste rising in his throat.

“Thanh Tu, she has a way.”

That's not a question. It's an affirmation. I suddenly found it funny. Before, just seeing him frown slightly, I wished I could offer all the precious medicinal herbs in front of him. So he is confident. No matter what happens, I will save him.

“My master has been to Kunlun, that doesn't mean I can cure the poison.”

"In ancient books, there is a record that in Kunlun there is a medicine that prolongs life."

Co Nghien Hanh took a step forward. The toxicity spread along the meridians, his knees fell heavily on the blue stone floor. He put his hands on the edge of the table, this time he didn't completely collapse.

“Go get it for me.”

Just five words. But still carries the same sense of command. I looked at the man kneeling in front of me, and suddenly a vast snowy sky appeared before my eyes. Previous life. I also knelt like that. It's just that at that time, there was no one to help me. No one asked me if I was in pain or not.

"From the capital city to Kunlun, it is thousands of miles away, and the mountain roads are covered with snow."

I slowly spoke up.

“General, on what basis do you think that I have to risk my life to get medicine for you?”

Co Nghien Hanh suddenly raised his head. It seemed that only at this moment did he really see clearly the person standing in front of him.

“She is my wife.”

“Just because I am your wife, do I have to exchange my life for yours?”

“I didn't ask you to use your life.”

“He just thought that I could definitely do it.”

I squatted down, keeping my eyes level with him.

"Co Nghien Hanh, if I want to get the medicine, I have to destroy all my cultivation, so what if I have to reduce my lifespan?"

The man's eyes slightly paused. Obviously he had never thought about this.

“There is no miracle drug in the world that comes without a price.”

I look him.

“If the price to pay is half my life, does the General still want it?”

The sound of rain outside the window suddenly became especially clear. Co Nghien Hanh was silent for a long time, the back of his hand showing blue veins from trying to suppress the pain.

“Just go to Kunlun first.”

Finally he spoke up.

“If I really have to pay such a price... then I will think of another way.”

What a familiar answer. Just go first. Just find the medicine first. Wait until I stand on top of the snow, wait until he has only his last breath left, then... what other choice can I have? I stood up and took a step back.

“I won't go.”

Co Nghiem Hanh's pupils suddenly contracted. Just as he was about to open his mouth, a mouthful of black blood suddenly sprayed onto the ground. In that pool of blood, there was also a golden needle as thin as a buffalo hair. My eyes stopped on the golden needle, my expression changed for the first time. This is not something that would appear when poisoned by the Twelve Piercing Sutras. Someone, before he was poisoned, put this golden needle into his body. Co Nghien Hanh also saw that golden light. He reached out to pick it up. Before his fingertips even touched the ground, his whole body collapsed. At that moment, the door to the room was pushed open. The old lady rushed in with physician Truong Thai. At a glance, she saw a pool of black blood on the ground. Doctor Truong Thai bent down and picked up the golden needle. With just one glance, his face completely changed.

“On this needle... there is a medicinal inscription of the Khuong family engraved.”

All eyes in the room were on him.