"Gu Huang, I know you want this too. Stop pretending to refuse."
As Jiang Wanyue spoke, she pushed Song Wen toward the Ship Pavilion.
"Oh, and I have another bottle of Greenwood Spirit Liquid. It should help you."
After walking several yards, Jiang Wanyue remembered to turn back and urge Qing Shuang along, who had remained standing where she was.
"Young friend Qing Shuang, what are you waiting for? Why aren't you coming?"
"I..." Qing Shuang hesitated briefly. "I'm coming."
Fifteen days later.
In a room on the top floor of the Ship Pavilion, Song Wen sat at a table, dark circles beneath his eyes.
Draped in sheer gauze, Jiang Wanyue walked slowly over.
As for Qing Shuang, she was still fast asleep on the bed.
"Drink this bottle of Greenwood Spirit Liquid." Jiang Wanyue placed a jade bottle in front of Song Wen.
"Thank you."
Song Wen took the jade bottle but did not drink it immediately.
Seeing this, Jiang Wanyue said nothing more.
"Madam Jiang, you've been here for a month now. If you don't return soon, the Xiao Household may turn the entire Spirit-Devouring Mountains upside down," Song Wen said.
The Soul-Concealing Talisman was about to lose its effect. If Jiang Wanyue stayed any longer, people from the Xiao Household would come looking for her.
"If the Xiao Household wants to search, let them. What does that have to do with me? Besides, neither the Xiao Household nor Xiao Wenyan cares as much about me, the household head's wife, as you imagine," Jiang Wanyue said indifferently.
"But if you remain missing for too long, it will work against our upcoming plans," Song Wen said.
"That's true." Jiang Wanyue nodded, then added, "But my son's soul is still in your hands, along with the secret of the