Over there, seeing Ye Wanmian lift another board from the coffin, Qi Wen got up and walked over. He asked curiously, "What on earth are you doing now—Good heavens, what's this!"
He took a glance into the coffin and saw another body lying inside. He gasped sharply.
Ye Wanmian threw away the board in her hand, leaped into the coffin, crouched down in the extremely narrow space, and plucked a hair from her head, holding it horizontally in front of the body's nose.
In the flashing lightning, Ye Wanmian saw the hair move slightly.
"He's still breathing!"
She exclaimed in surprise and reached out to feel his chest. It was warm. This...
She couldn't hide the shock on her face.
The crown prince was still alive!
Hearing Ye Wanmian say that the man was still alive, Qi Wen was terribly frightened. "What's going on here? Why is there a living person hidden in this coffin, and his face is painted like this..."
Plop.
Some cold liquid dripped on Ye Wanmian's face. She raised her hand to wipe it off and looked up. Bean - sized raindrops fell from the thick black clouds and poured down in a flash.
That handsome body was drenched by the heavy rain. The cinnabar runes on his face were blurred by the rain. The runes melted and slid down with the rainwater.
Ye Wanmian took a deep breath, suppressing her emotions, and shouted coldly, "Qi Wen, give me a hand. Let's get him out!"
Unlike the body of Young Master Chen, this was a full - grown man, and he was about eight feet tall. When the two of them managed to move the body out of the coffin with great difficulty in the heavy rain, they were both soaked to the skin.
Wiping the rainwater off his face, Qi Wen shouted at Ye Wanmian, "What should we do now?!"
Ye Wanmian looked around and gritted her teeth. "Let's find a place to take shelter from the rain first."
"Okay!" Qi Wen quickly responded. Just as he was about to help Ye Wanmian lift the body, he seemed to remember something. He pointed to the body behind them and asked, "What about Young Master Chen?"
Ye Wanmian said, "Take care of the living first."
Qi Wen thought it made sense. The man under the coffin was still alive, so they must prioritize the living.
The dogs that had been digging in the graveyard just now hadn't left yet. They were scattered around, protecting Ye Wanmian and Qi Wen. Ye Wanmian looked around and said to the dogs, "Please lead us to the nearest cave to take shelter from the rain."
Surprisingly, the dogs seemed to understand. They barked twice at Ye Wanmian and then ran into the mountains. Ye Wanmian and Qi Wen quickly carried the man and followed them.
After getting into the forest, the rain became much lighter because of the dense bushes. It was also less difficult to walk. Soon, they followed the dogs and found a cave where they could take shelter from the rain.
When they got into the cave, a musty and cold air hit them. But at least they wouldn't be drenched by the rain anymore. They put the body on the ground and both let out a long breath.
Qi Wen squatted down and sized up the body by the lightning. He found that the man's face was full of red marks, so he wiped his face with his sleeve. The cinnabar had all melted after being soaked by the rain and was easily wiped off. With the light from the lightning outside, Qi Wen saw the man's appearance clearly and couldn't help exclaiming:
"Sister Jiang, Sister Jiang, come and take a look. This man is so handsome!"
Ye Wanmian was looking outside, frowning tightly. She always felt that she had missed something. Hearing Qi Wen's words, she looked back but didn't pay much attention. Then, as if struck by inspiration, she finally remembered what she had forgotten!
She waved to the dog wandering outside the cave. The dog wagged its tail and ran towards her, circled around her twice, and lowered its head to smell her fingers.
"Where is my Huang? Have you seen it?"
Qi Wen looked blank. "Huh? Didn't you leave Huang at the medical clinic to guard the house?"
After the dog ran out, Ye Wanmian turned to look at him. "Are you stupid? If it weren't for my Huang, how could these wild dogs listen to me?"
"Woof, woof woof, woof!"
Suddenly, there was a series of urgent and fierce barks outside. Ye Wanmian seemed to sense something. She turned around, and a yellow figure ran in at high speed from outside, leaped up, and threw itself into Ye Wanmian's arms.
"Whine, woof, whine..."
The yellow dog was extremely excited. Its tail wagged vigorously. It nuzzled around in Ye Wanmian's arms, and because it was too excited, it suddenly sneezed several times, and then whined a few times, sounding extremely aggrieved.
"Huang!" Ye Wanmian happily hugged the yellow dog that was rubbing against her like a child. Hearing her voice, the yellow dog reached up to lick her face.
"Whine..."
Mother, mother, Huang loves mother and doesn't want to be separated from mother!
The yellow dog was so enthusiastic that it was almost out of control. It was as if it had been separated from Ye Wanmian for a long time. Ye Wanmian was even knocked to the ground by it and had to lean back.
"Okay, okay, Huang, stop licking..."
Ye Wanmian said helplessly, half - crying and half - laughing.
Huang finally calmed down.
After finding Huang, Ye Wanmian felt relieved. She turned around and walked to Qi Wen's side, squatting down to look at the body lying on the ground. Huang closely followed at her feet and naturally also noticed the body. Immediately, it showed its canine instinct, stepped forward and sniffed hard with its nose. Then it found that the smell on the other person was very familiar to it.
"Grr—" It bared its teeth, crouched low towards the body, showing an attacking posture.
This was the man, the one who had snatched its body, occupied its mother, and had been getting so close to its mother every day! It would never forget his smell!
"Huh?" But why wasn't he moving?
Huang tilted its head and lifted its paw to touch the body. The man who always liked to scold it usually still didn't respond.
Suddenly, it seemed to realize something. It closed its eyes and touched the purple light ball quietly hiding in a corner inside its body. It was just like the body. No matter how it prodded, there was no response.
Ye Wanmian's gaze fell on that familiar face that she hated deeply. Silently, she grabbed the man's hand and felt his pulse.
The man's pulse was as weak as his breathing, like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.
"Sister Jiang, what on earth is going on?" Qi Wen felt that his head was about to explode. Weren't they out to make money from the dead? How did it change from mourning to grave - digging and then to saving a person?
Was this reasonable?
And Sister Jiang had been calm and steady the whole time, as if she had known there was another person hidden in the coffin.
Ye Wanmian put down the man's hand and said, "I've said before. I'm taking you out to make money tonight."
Qi Wen said angrily, "I haven't seen any money. I've only seen a living person."
Ye Wanmian turned to look at him and smiled. "You've always been curious about what the crown prince looks like. This handsome man you called an immortal is the crown prince."