I swept the Phoenix with the Onmyoji Shikigami

Chapter 176 Two Completely Different Personalities

Early the next morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and gently sprinkled on the quiet courtyard, Xingyun's room was already a busy and warm scene.

Shen Li tiptoed into the house carrying a bowl of steaming ginseng soup, cautiously, for fear of disturbing Xingyun who was still sleeping.

"Xinghan, look, the medicine is ready." Shen Li said softly to Xinghan who was sitting by the bed waiting, her eyes full of concern and expectation.

Xinghan looked up at the bowl of ginseng soup that exuded a strong medicinal aroma, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He nodded slightly, motioning Shen Li to hand him the medicine.

Then, he slowly stood up, walked to Xingyun's bed, gently lifted Xingyun's body, and let him lean on his shoulder.

"Xingyun, wake up, it's time to take your medicine." Xinghan's voice was gentle and magnetic, as if it had the power to soothe people's hearts.

Xingyun slowly opened his eyes, with a look of confusion and weakness.

But when he saw the concerned faces of Xinghan and Shenli, a weak smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you..." he said softly, his voice was soft but full of gratitude.

Xinghan smiled slightly and handed the bowl of medicine in his hand to Xingyun's lips.

"Come on, drink the medicine first, so you can get better quickly."

Xingyun nodded. Although the medicine was bitter, he still endured the discomfort and drank it down mouthful by mouthful.

With every sip, he seemed to feel a warm current flowing through his body, dispelling the coldness and fatigue.

After drinking the medicine, Xingyun's complexion seemed to have really improved a lot. He closed his eyes, leaned back on the pillow again, and his breathing gradually became steady and strong.

"It seems that the ginseng medicine is really effective." Seeing this, Shen Li couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

Xinghan also nodded, but he did not let his guard down.

"Although the situation has improved, we still can't let our guard down. Xingyun's body still needs to be taken good care of, and we have to continue looking for other medicinal herbs to completely cure Xingyun."

Shen Li immediately stopped smiling and became serious when he heard this. "You're right. We can't let our guard down just because things get better for a while."

Shen Li gently put down the medicine bowl in her hand, her eyes gently swept across Xingyun's slightly pale face, and she secretly prayed in her heart that he would recover soon.

She turned to Xinghan and whispered:

"Xinghan, I'm going to the yard to practice for a while. Today is a critical period for me. If everything goes well, I may be able to make a breakthrough in my cultivation, which will help Xingyun better."

Xinghan nodded, his eyes full of understanding and encouragement.

"Go, Shen Li. I believe you can succeed. I'll be here to protect Xingyun, so you don't have to worry."

Shen Li smiled slightly, with a bit of determination and expectation in that smile.

She patted Xinghan's shoulder gently, as if conveying strength and trust, then turned and walked out of the room with light but firm steps.

Coming to the yard, Shen Li took a deep breath, feeling the cool and fresh air in the early morning.

She closed her eyes, slowly raised her hands, formed a complex and mysterious hand seal, and began to circulate the spiritual power in her body according to the established practice method.

As time passed, a faint light began to spread around Shen Li, which was a sign that her spiritual power was surging and resonating with the heaven and earth.

Her breathing gradually became long and deep, as if she had merged with everything around her and entered a state of selflessness.

Inside the room, Xinghan sat quietly beside Xingyun's bed, looking at him tenderly.

He would tuck in the corners of the quilt for Xingyun from time to time to ensure that he was protected from the cold.

At the same time, he was also silently praying for Shen Li, hoping that she could successfully break through and add more power to the spiritual world.

Time seemed to become slow and long at this moment, but whether it was Shen Li who was practicing in the yard, or Xinghan who was guarding in the room, they were all immersed in their own world and had no time to care about anything else.

An hour later, the sunlight had slanted into the room, adding a bit of warmth to the quiet space.

Xingyun slowly opened his eyes, with a new light flashing in his eyes. He moved his body gently and found that the heavy feeling of fatigue had been greatly alleviated and his complexion had obviously improved a lot.

He tried to sit up from the bed. Although his movements were still a little slow, they were much better than yesterday.

Seeing this, Xinghan hurried forward to support Xingyun and asked with concern: "Xingyun, how do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Xingyun shook his head, a smile appeared on his face, and his voice was weak but clear: "I feel much better, thank you, Xinghan."

Xinghan felt relieved, but then he thought of what happened last night. He hesitated for a moment, but decided to ask, "Xingyun, have you... ever heard of a person named Qingye?"

Hearing this, Xingyun frowned slightly, as if trying to recall something, but after a moment, he shook his head, his tone full of doubt: "Qingye? I have never heard of this name, who is he?"

Xinghan's heart sank when he heard this.

He carefully observed Xingyun's expression and found that his eyes were clear and sincere, without any trace of pretense.

At this moment, Xinghan finally realized an astonishing fact—Xingyun during the day and at night were actually two completely different personalities!

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner shock and confusion, and spoke again to confirm:

"You really don't remember what happened last night? For example...you coughed up blood and fainted, and...you mentioned that you wanted to revive Qingye?"

Xingyun's face suddenly changed when he heard this. He tried hard to recall, but his mind was blank.

"Last night? I... I don't remember. I just remember that I seemed to have a very long dream, but I couldn't remember what happened in the dream. Father, did I make a mistake again? My sleepwalking disorder seems to be really serious."

Xinghan looked at Xingyun's confused eyes and felt mixed emotions.

He realized that this discovery not only changed their understanding of Xingyun, but also had a profound impact on the entire plan. He gently patted Xingyun on the shoulder and comforted him:

"It's okay, Xingyun, my good son, don't worry. If you don't remember, then forget it. The important thing is that you are much better now. As for Qingye's matter...we will slowly find out later."

Xingyun nodded. Although he still had doubts in his heart, he also knew that now was not the time to ask further questions.

He looked at Xinghan with gratitude, his heart filled with gratitude and trust for this close friend and father.

Xinghan asked Xingyun to move his limbs slightly, and Xingyun moved freely.

But after a while, Xingyun started coughing up blood again.

With Xinghan's gentle support, Xingyun managed to sit up steadily, but the sudden feeling of weakness came over him again, forcing him to lean on the bed again.

Xinghan's eyes were full of worry. He gently laid Xingyun down, his actions filled with endless care and reluctance.

Xingyun lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

He was well aware of his physical condition, and every breath was like a race against time.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Xinghan. His eyes, which had once been full of vitality, were now filled with fatigue and helplessness.

"Xinghan..." Xingyun's voice was weak and hoarse. He struggled to say something but was interrupted by a violent cough.