Chapter 2247: The Miao Frontier Youth's Fierce Love 10

Nan Yixing could not possibly expose himself in front of people right now, so he stopped continuing the so-called topic of being lost.

He squatted down and placed the little fox on the moss beside the boundary marker.

Moonlight filtered through the tree gaps, casting a cold gleam on the silver needle.

Nan Yixing pinched the medicinal powder between his fingertips and swiftly bandaged the little fox to stop the bleeding.

Jin Chen simply sat cross-legged on the ground, elbow resting on his knee, chin lazily propped on his palm, his purple eyes reflecting Nan Yixing's focused profile.

"Dage has a merciful heart," Jin Chen suddenly said, his voice a little softer than usual, "also be gentle with me."

Nan Yixing didn't lift his head, his hand movements didn't stop, and his tone still retained some of the earlier coldness.

"When the young master's Red Snake Gu bites someone, there's no sign that it needs anyone's pity."

Truly holds a grudge.

Jin Chen gave a light laugh, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Nan Yixing's wrist just as he lowered the silver needle, pressing his fingers against his own pulse point.

Nan Yixing was about to pull his hand back, but he abruptly stopped upon feeling the chaotic pulse.

By the moonlight he carefully examined and discovered that Jin Chen's forehead was beaded with fine cold sweat, and his lips were much paler than usual.

"What's going on?"

Nan Yixing gripped Jin Chen's shoulder, his voice sinking slightly.

Jin Chen leaned into him, his forehead resting against his neck.

"It's Jin Que," Jin Chen's voice muffled against his shoulder, "acting up again."

Nan Yixing suddenly realized, as if an invisible thread tightly bound the brothers' pain.

He could only use acupuncture to relieve Jin Chen's pain.

As the silver needle lightly pierced the acupoint, Jin Chen's body visibly relaxed, his forehead resting on Nan Yixing's shoulder.

The youth's warm breath brushed past the side of the neck, carrying a hint of coquettishness.

"Dage's needling technique is really good."

Nan Yixing lowered his head to look at him; under the moonlight Jin Chen's complexion was pallid to a frightening degree.

His heart suddenly softened.

No matter how dangerous, right now he's just a boy who cries out in pain.

"How long has it been hurting?"

Nan Yixing lowered his voice, his fingers pressed on Jin Chen's wrist, able to feel the chaotic pulse.

He was clearly asking about tonight.

Jin Chen shook his head, his hair brushing Nan Yixing's chin, yet said: "I can't remember."

"Anyway, whenever that guy has an attack, I end up hurting here as well."

He pointed to his chest, the corner of his mouth still bearing his usual smile, yet it looked especially forced.

Nan Yixing looked at him, feeling he was somewhat deliberately acting cute, yet still sighed: "I'll go help Jin Que with acupuncture."

"At least it could let you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jin Chen suddenly grabbed his wrist: "Don't go."

Although domineering and overbearing, his voice was unusually serious: "It's useless, you're not allowed to treat him."

The Red Snake somehow crawled over and coiled docilely beside their feet.

Jin Chen leaned into Nan Yixing's embrace, muttering: "It would be more useful to just hold me for a while."

Night wind brushed over the treetops, bringing the noisy clamor from the distant camp.

Nan Yixing looked at the person in his arms, could only relent, placing his palm on Jin Chen's arm and gently massaging the acupoint.

The youth's tense back gradually relaxed.

"Feeling better?"

Jin Chen used Spiritual Power to suppress the Gu poison's effect, and the piercing pain in his meridians finally faded.

He lifted his head, his eyes flashing with a mischievous light, the earlier fragility seeming like an illusion.

"Much better."

Jin Chen rose, leaned close to Nan Yixing's ear, and the warm breath made Nan Yixing's ears feel hot.

"Dage's look of concern for me is really lovely."

Nan Yixing: "..."

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +5, total 18!】

The two returned to the camp, and no one brought up whether Nan Yixing had deliberately gone to the edge of the forbidden zone.

Jin Chen was helped by Nan Yixing into the tent to rest.

When He Mòning lifted the curtain and entered, he saw Jin Chen already curled up in the wolfskin mat, the Red Snake Gu limp and hanging from the tent's top.

"The medicinal congee sent by Elder Jin Que." He Mòning lifted the lid, and on the snowy-white surface floated a few goji berries, the sweet, rich aroma mingling with herbal notes as it wafted out.

Nan Yixing's brows furrowed slightly as he reached out to test the bowl's rim temperature, his fingertip lightly tapping the edge.

"Take it away and dump it."

He Mòning frowned: "Senior Brother, this congee contains Ice Soul Grass and snow ear fungus; it's especially nourishing for the heart meridians..."

From the neighboring tent came Fan Ruoxi's lowered voice: "Elder Jin Que treats the young master quite well... oh dear."

Before he could finish speaking, the mountain barbarian's large hand already covered his mouth.

The sturdy youth made a glance toward Nan Yixing, also shaking his head to indicate not to give the young master anything to drink.

"I say, dump it."

Nan Yixing's voice was very soft, yet it caused the temperature inside the tent to drop sharply.

Jin Chen turned over in the mat, the Red Snake Gu's tail swept past, and the ceramic bowl crashed to the ground with a clatter.

The brown porridge splashed onto the felt rug, was quickly absorbed, leaving only a few goji berries fallen in the corner.

He Mo Ning squatted on the ground cleaning up the spilled medicinal porridge, his fingertips sticky with the broth.

He suddenly lifted his head, his voice pressed extremely low: "Senior Brother, is it too much for the young master to treat his own elder brother this way?"

Nan Yixing's hand paused while wiping the silver needle: "He Mo Ning."

Those three words, neither light nor heavy, made He Mo Ning immediately press his lips together.

He lowered his head and continued picking up the shards of pottery, "Sorry, Senior Brother."

His voice still carried a hint of reluctance.

He Mo Ning still wanted to say something, but Shan Man had already entered, grabbing his sleeve and pulling him outside.

Outside the tent, night wind swirled sparks; Jin Chen sat up, looking at the porridge stain on the ground.

It was somewhat sweet, and it could be deadly.

——

At dawn, each went about their own gu cultivation.

Just as the morning mist cleared, Jin Chen pulled Nan Yixing toward the stream.

The boy stepped over the wet, slippery pebbles; his crimson gauze robe brushed the grass tips, shaking off dew, and the silver bell chimed with his steps.

"Older Brother, look at this seven-leaf lotus," he said, bending to push aside the thicket.

Nan Yixing squatted to examine it; the medicine hoe struck the stream stone, sending up a spray of water.

Jin Chen took the opportunity to stuff a few sprigs of wild mint into his back basket.

The sun rose higher, cicadas in the forest grew noisy; Jin Chen played with that herb, having no intention at all of going to look for gu insects.

Nan Yixing wiped the fine sweat from his brow, somewhat puzzled: "Aren't you in a hurry to cultivate gu?"

Jin Chen was teasing a spotted butterfly with a grass stem; hearing that, he blinked.

"It's rare to be alone with Older Brother like this."

Seeing Nan Yixing helpless and silent, he laughed and added, "Well, I just haven't met a gu that catches my eye."

The stream babbled, reflecting the boy's swaying silver bell.

He walked to Nan Yixing's side; sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled light and shadow on his handsome, uncanny face.

"What kind of gu does the young master want to refine?" Nan Yixing took half a step back without changing expression.

Jin Chen's eyes suddenly lit up as he backed Nan Yixing against a large stone: "How about a love gu?"

He lightly brushed Nan Yixing's cheek: "Let me plant one on Older Brother."

Nan Yixing narrowed his eyes, then reversed his grip to press the person against the stone, his voice soft yet warning.

"Don't do something that will get you killed."

Jin Chen not only didn't struggle, but instead wrapped his arms around Nan Yixing's waist, pulling them even closer.

"It's fine if you don't plant it…" he said, resting on Nan Yixing's shoulder, his nose lightly brushing the nape, "Older Brother, you can't get away now."