Chapter 686: A Glance at You in the Crowd

Feiying's pupils dilated; he was only exhaling and not inhaling, and Jian Yining judged that he was already beyond saving.

He tried hard to lift his arm to touch Nianyin's face.

This girl is truly beautiful.

He had seen countless women, but he had never lost his heart to anyone; only for Nianyin did he lose his heart.

To die for her, he had no regrets!

His consciousness was becoming increasingly scattered; he used every ounce of his strength, but his hand felt as heavy as a thousand catties, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not lift it.

Finally, it dropped powerlessly.

"Feiying, Feiying, you want to hold me, right? Is that it?"

Nianyin grabbed his hand and placed it on her own face; his hand was very cold, so cold it chilled her heart.

His eyes could no longer see anything, and his body felt light and airy as if it could fly away at any moment, but he could feel that the skin on Nianyin's cheeks was very delicate and smooth.

Truly wonderful.

The corners of Feiying's mouth lifted, tracing a beautiful arc.

His livid complexion suddenly flushed with an unnatural redness.

Nianyin said with pleasant surprise: "Jian Xiansheng, look, has he recovered?"

Ten minutes ago, Jian Yining still hated Feiying to the bone.

But now, he felt only full of sympathy and regret.

Although it was cruel, he still told the truth: "Nianyin, don't get excited; this is a flash of clarity before death, he cannot be saved."

"No!"

Nianyin shouted at Jian Yining: "I don't believe it, what you said isn't true, it isn't true, he can be saved..." She cried until she was a tear-stained mess.

She promised Feiying: "Hold on, you must hold on, the doctor will be here soon... Doctor! Damn it, why aren't they here yet..."

The moment the doctor arrived, Feiying closed his eyes and died in Nianyin's arms.

"He is dead," the doctor announced.

Nianyin did not believe it; she begged the doctor to save him, he must save him.

Although Feiying was a sinner of the clan, he died because he saved her, and she would repay the sins he had committed for him!

She could bear all the punishments in his stead.

Feiying gradually grew cold in her arms; he could not be brought back.

When Nianyin accepted the fact that Feiying was dead and prepared to whip Zhu Yiwen's corpse and slice him into a thousand pieces.

Zhu Yiwen was gone.

Everyone was extremely frustrated.

He had escaped again; they had only looked away for a moment, and he was gone.

Along with Zhu Yiwen, a dozen others also disappeared; the remaining thugs were either captured or surrendered.

The women imprisoned in the Dungeon were all released, and they regained control of the clan's power.

Clan Leader's Bedchamber.

Ji Yingjie was still unconscious, lying on the couch, her complexion very poor.

On the table in the center of the Bedchamber sat two exquisite small porcelain bottles, one white and one black.

These two porcelain bottles had been found in the secret room.

Ji Yingjie had also been kept in the secret room by Zhu Yiwen; it was only after he failed and fled that she was rescued from the secret room by Nianyin.

She had not received good care; she was only given some food to sustain her life, just enough to keep her from dying.

Based on Shi Youxuan's understanding of Zhu Yiwen, she guessed that the antidote was in one of these two bottles, but which bottle contained the antidote and which contained the poison?

This, however, was unknown.

Jian Yining suggested sending the medicine bottles out for testing and bringing them back after the ingredients were determined.

This was a good method, and everyone agreed.

But the problem was—the Clan Leader might not be able to wait that long!

Sending the medicine bottles out, having them tested, and then sending them back would take at least half a month at the fastest.

Looking at the Clan Leader's current state, let alone half a month, it seemed she could not even hold on for three days.

She lay on the sickbed without a hint of vitality.

Her complexion was livid, and her breathing was weak.

She was only sustaining her life with soup boiled from Old Mountain Ginseng; otherwise, there was a risk of her passing away at any moment.

Sending the medicine bottles out for testing was unrealistic, but guessing blindly and taking them was even more dangerous.

Nianyin said: "I will test the medicine for the Clan Leader."

Shi Youxuan objected: "No, it's too dangerous."

What if there was only poison here and no antidote?

It was meant to save someone, but in the end, the person wasn't saved, and another life was sacrificed instead; it wasn't worth it.

Not only Shi Youxuan, but Sheng Hanyu and Jian Yining also objected, but Nianyin was very firm; she insisted on doing it!

It was just that the objections of the few of them were useless; the women in the clan all agreed to let Nianyin do this.

Being able to sacrifice oneself for the Clan Leader was the duty and honor of a Guard!

The objection was ineffective.

But before testing the medicine, Nianyin proposed a request.

She wanted to bury Feiying in the Ji Family cemetery, and she would hold a small funeral for him in the capacity of his widow!

This time, the opinions of the two sides were once again diametrically opposed.

The Ji Family members opposed it, strongly opposed it.

Shi Youxuan and the others agreed.

The reason for the opposition was simple: Feiying was an enemy of the Ji Family, and he had helped Zhu Yiwen harm many sisters in the clan; now that he was dead, he should be thrown into the wilderness to feed the beasts, and only by dying without a complete corpse could their hatred be assuaged.

Now, not only did Nianyin want to give him a proper burial, but she also wanted to hold a funeral for him as his widow; they did not agree, believing that Nianyin had betrayed the Ji Family.

"Nianyin, don't forget your status. You are the person the Clan Leader trusts most. The Clan Leader is currently lying on a sickbed in a coma all because of those stinking men, and you still want to wear mourning clothes for a stinking man? Is your brain broken..."

The person who righteously reprimanded Nianyin was Elder Lian.

Back then, she had been tortured miserably by Feiying and had nearly died.

Therefore, she hated him to the bone and strongly opposed Nianyin giving him a proper burial.

Others who had been abused by Feiying also reacted very intensely and firmly disagreed.

Shi Youxuan sneered: "Heh, everyone talks better than they sing, claiming it's for the Clan Leader or for the clan members, but don't forget that it was entirely Nianyin's credit that you were released."

"If she hadn't risked her life to come back and save you, you might have already been 'buried' by now."

"Feiying did commit many evils, but he also died for Nianyin. You couldn't defeat him when he was alive, so you only think of revenge now that he's dead?"

Everyone had nothing to say.

Shi Youxuan's current status was the well-known future Clan Leader; even if others were unconvinced, they dared not say much, so the matter was settled!

The scale of the funeral was not large.

Only a small number of about a dozen people attended.

Nianyin personally wiped Feiying's body with clean water and then changed him into clean, decent clothes.

From the time the two met to their final farewell, it had only been a single day, yet it had become forever!

Nianyin's tears had not stopped.

For Feiying's burial, Nianyin used the coffin she had prepared for herself—a high-quality Golden Phoebe Coffin.

As Guards, they had to be prepared at all times to sacrifice their lives for the Clan Leader; no one knew whether tomorrow or an accident would come first, so on the day they took office, they had to prepare these things for themselves.

Nianyin had not expected that the coffin she prepared for herself would actually be used for Feiying.

It was slightly small, but it was enough.

As the coffin was lowered, she personally buried the first handful of soil.

The inscription on the tombstone read: Tomb of Feiying, erected by his widow Nianyin.

The funeral was very simple and ended in no time at all.

Nianyin took off her mourning clothes, finished washing up, and prepared to test the medicine for the Clan Leader.

She took the white porcelain bottle first, poured out two pills from inside, and sent them into her mouth.

"Bang!"

She collapsed onto the table, unconscious.

The doctor immediately came over to diagnose her and said with surprise: "That's right, the symptoms are the same as the Clan Leader's."

Since the symptoms were the same, if the white bottle was poison, the red bottle should be the antidote.

However, after Nianyin took the "antidote," she did not wake up.

The doctor examined her, his brows furrowing: "This isn't right; this is not an antidote, it seems to be another type of poison."