Chapter 2275 The Miao Youth Loves Me 37
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When Nan Yixing pushed open the mottled wooden door, Jinchen smelled the medicinal aroma floating in the air mixed with a bitter taste, like the smell of aged wormwood that had been burnt by fire.
A woman wrapped in a plain white shawl was sitting on a rattan chair by the window, embroidering a handkerchief with her head down.
Hearing the door open, she subconsciously retracted her hands into her sleeves, revealing her fingertips that were an unnatural dark blue, like bamboo branches that had been roasted by charcoal fire.
"aunt."
Nan Yixing called out softly, and the woman's shoulders trembled slightly before she slowly turned around.
Her face was covered with a veil, through which the cracks of her skin could be vaguely seen.
But her hair was combed meticulously, and the fresh jasmine hairpin on her temples blended in with the medicinal fragrance that filled the room.
The collar of the shawl was embroidered with delicate cloud patterns, and although the cuffs had been washed to a pale color, there was not a single stain on them.
"It's Xiaoxing who's here."
The aunt's voice was hoarse, but she turned her head away the moment she saw Jinchen, and her skinny fingers hurriedly gathered her veil.
The sleeves on her wrists slid down to her elbows, revealing the mottled skin underneath, and the mint cream applied.
"Who did you bring?"
Jinchen took a half step forward, and the silver jewelry rang softly in the morning light, "Hello, auntie."
Nan Yixing held his aunt's shaking hand and said gently, "Aunt, his name is Jinchen, my lover. I brought him here for you to see."
The aunt was startled, and then she heard Nan Yixing say, "He is a Gu Master from Qianping Mountain, who can cure the Burning Gu."
The aunt's gaze lingered on the two people's clasped hands for a moment. When the gauze curtain was lifted by the wind, she saw the jade ornament hanging around Jinchen's neck. It was the style passed down from the Nan family's ancestors, but now it was wrapped with a red rope from the Miao area.
The atmosphere was somewhat tense.
When Jinchen came, he heard Nan Yixing say that his aunt now rejected all witches and sorcerers equally, so he didn't say anything rashly and just looked around the room calmly.
The porcelain bottles on the medicine cabinet were arranged in order of height, the jasmine pot on the windowsill was padded with an embroidered handkerchief, and even the ashes in the charcoal basin were piled into neat hills. This woman tortured by the poison was still using her last bit of strength to maintain her dignity.
"sit down."
My aunt finally relented. When she turned around, her shawl swept across the coffee table, dropping a few dried jasmine petals.
She bent down to pick it up, revealing a piece of intact skin on the back of her neck, which was dazzlingly white and formed a sharp contrast with the charred black surrounding it.
Nan Yixing took the tea handed to him by his aunt and gently stroked the edge of the cup with his fingertips, "Aunt, the snow lotus paste you sent last time..."
"It works very well." Aunt interrupted him, her voice suddenly hurried, as if she was afraid of being questioned further.
The aunt's tense shoulders suddenly relaxed, and her skinny fingers unconsciously stroked the cracks under the veil. "You...have some refreshments first."
"Aunt, let Jinchen take a look." Nan Yixing placed his fingertips on the charred skin on his aunt's wrist, feeling the subtle pulse beating underneath.
Aunt: "What's so good about it?" Her voice was hoarse, as if it had been burned by fire. "It's the same for anyone who comes to see it."
Nan Yixing took out a small black iron box from the medicine bag and said, "We brought back the mother of the Burning Gu."
My aunt was shocked. "Isn't the mother Gu in the forbidden area of Qianping Mountain?"
She suddenly realized something, looked at Jinchen in panic, then turned to Nan Yixing and said, "Don't say this in front of others..."
Nan Yixing curled his lips and looked at Jinchen.
"I caught it." Jinchen said.
My aunt was stunned.
She suddenly felt that her nephew was really capable.
Nan Yixing gently held his aunt's dry branch-like hand, and the skin he touched felt like dried bark. "Aunt, it can be cured."
Jinchen had already walked to his aunt and squatted down, with the red snake earrings hanging down and swaying.
"If you let this poison last for another three months, it will attack my heart. My brother and I can't wear mourning clothes right after our wedding."
aunt:"……"
It seemed as if I was suddenly convinced.
"It might be a little painful." Jin Chen grabbed the Burning Mother Gu. The remaining Gu King's aura on her body made the Mother Gu dare not move. "But compared to the backlash, it should be better."
The aunt looked at the handsome Miao youth in front of her, then looked at Nan Yixing's determined eyes, and finally slowly stretched out her scarred arms.
"Then trouble you."
When Jinchen's fingertips touched his aunt's wrist, tiny movements suddenly began under the carbonized skin.
Nan Yixing immediately held down his aunt's other hand: "Be patient, it's summoning its sub-gu."
My aunt bit her lip and became accustomed to the burning pain.
The poisonous insects lurking under the skin began to gather at the fingertips along the blood vessels. The densely packed black lines under the arms were like countless little snakes awakening.
Several small lumps suddenly appeared under my aunt's skin, as if there were living things moving in her meridians.
The bumps started from her festering fingertips and climbed up her forearms. Wherever they passed, the charred dead skin peeled off, revealing the new pink skin underneath.
Nan Yixing's pupils shrank slightly as he watched his aunt grabbing her collar in pain.
Nan Yixing placed a soft pillow behind her back and gently pressed his fingers on her trembling temples. "It will be fine soon."
Jinchen took a drop of blood from the mother Gu and flicked it on his aunt's forehead.
The drop of blood seemed to have life, and instantly turned into fine blood threads that enmeshed her entire face.
My aunt let out a heart-wrenching scream, and a ball of black mist suddenly exploded from her chest.
"Catch it!" Jinchen shouted.
Nan Yixing quickly picked up the black iron Gu cup on the table. The red snake rushed out like lightning, bit the center of the black mist, and dragged it into the Gu cup.
"…Is it over?" asked my aunt breathlessly.
Nan Yixing looked at her slightly red eyes, and suddenly remembered that when he had a fever as a child, his aunt would stay by his bedside and pat his forehead with a handkerchief soaked in medicine.
"You've recovered." Nan Yixing said softly.
Aunt's hands were as thin as sticks, but they were particularly strong at this moment. She slowly raised her hands and folded Nan Yixing and Jinchen's hands tightly together. Her fingertips trembled slightly, but she would not let them break free.
Nan Yixing was stunned. When his palm touched Jinchen's warmth, he even forgot to breathe for a moment.
His aunt stroked the back of his hand gently with her fingertips, as if she had coaxed him to take medicine when he was a child, with a soothing force.
Her lips were chapped and her voice was hoarse, but she smiled: "Good boy... I finally loved you for what you did."
Before she could finish her words, she finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.
Nan Yixing's throat tightened and his eyes suddenly felt hot.
My aunt has always been strict and seldom shows any tenderness, but with this grip, it was as if she had entrusted all her half-life concerns to me.
He looked down at their folded hands. Jinchen's knuckles were long and slender, the silver bracelet was slightly cool, but his palm was warm.
Jinchen didn't say anything, but just clasped his five fingers with his backhand and squeezed them gently.
Nan Yixing took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions surging in his chest, lowered his head to tuck in the corners of the quilt for his aunt, and watched her steady breathing. The huge stone that had been pressing on his chest for a long time finally fell to the ground.
Jinchen leaned over and touched her forehead with his fingertips to calm her disordered pulse.
[The villain's darkening value is detected -40, totaling 0! 】
