A weak and evil woman was exiled? The beastly husbands risked their lives to protect her

Chapter 393 Should I kiss him too?
Jiang Xinli stood there, frowning.

The boy's groans were too faint to tell who they were.

But since they were able to enter the Sea Clan's Sacred Tomb—

Could it be the long-lost Prince C'Thun, or perhaps Xueyin?
She pondered for a moment, then stretched out a dodder vine and slowly reached towards the source of the groan.

I couldn't see anyone, but I could smell a faint scent of woody pheromones and a strong stench of blood.

Jiang Xinli glanced around, took out a sharp dagger from her spatial ring, and walked lightly toward the source of the sound.

The fog grew thicker and thicker, and the surroundings became damp.

She paused, her heart pounding.

Three enormous crystal coffins, like an awards podium for the champions, runners-up, and third-place winners, appeared at the end of the crystal road.

They were supported by a base several meters high, much higher than the bottoms of the coffins on the left and right sides.

Solemn and majestic.

At the top of the coffin, shadowy black "tree roots" fell down.

Behind the "tree roots" were three dark purple metallic weapons?

At first glance, it looks a bit like a giant trident that has been split into three parts along the groove.

The coffins on both sides were empty.

Inside the central coffin, a faint champagne gold glow shone.

The painful groans came from the boy inside the coffin.

His head drooped, his long, light purple hair fell in disarray, and his thin body was curled up in pain.

Countless "tree roots" pierced through the coffin and landed on his body.

A mixture of red and champagne gold gas and liquid was rapidly traveling through his body along the "roots" and then directly to the dome of the Holy Tomb.

Seeing this bizarre scene, Jiang Xinli covered her mouth with her hand and stood there dumbfounded.

The next second, after seeing the boy's long, gorgeous champagne gold fishtail and the clear crescent moon on the fishtail that shimmered with a faint light, Jiang Xinli's breath hitched.

It's Xueyin!
Xueyin has returned to her mermaid form!
So, that's how he got his wounds?
Jiang Xinli frowned even more deeply.

Three coffins—were they prepared for the three princes?

Why was Xueyin inside?
Does this mean that the prince had to provide some kind of "nutrients" to the sacred tree while he was alive?
And Xueyin is actually the scapegoat that perverted mermaid Yunbo found for himself?!

Looking at it this way, it seems to make logical sense.

Yunbo also needs to provide "nutrients" in this way.

Therefore, he will have wounds on his body.

He disappears for 4 hours every day, is he here?

However, the provider of most of the "nutrients" was actually Xueyin?
From this perspective, Xueyin is also a member of the royal family.

However, the poor royal family members were hidden away by Yun Boxue as his substitutes.

No wonder even Lancer didn't know he existed.

Yun Bo is such a bad person!
"Wow--"

After absorbing the "nutrients," the "roots" retracted.

The boy's slender body trembled, and without the support of his fish tail and energy, he shrunk to the bottom of the coffin like a lump of mud.

He seemed to sense her presence, but without looking up, he asked in a hoarse, weak voice, "Who are you?"

"Xueyin, it's me." Jiang Xinli hesitated for a moment, then clenched her fists and walked up to the platform, quickly heading towards him.

As she got closer, Jiang Xinli saw that Xueyin's body was covered in shocking, wrist-sized bloody holes.

The blood in the blood hole was almost dried up, leaving only a very small trickle.

The opening is also shrinking and healing.

"Xueyin, your wound—" Jiang Xinli gasped sharply, "How can I help you quickly?"

As she spoke, she took out a bunch of hemostatic medicine from her spatial ring. However, recalling the situation on Yun Bo's chest earlier, she was a little worried. Would it be effective for such a large wound?

Surely I can't kiss him too, can I?
The handsome young man, his eyes unfocused, suddenly noticed a pair of slightly trembling, snow-white rabbit ears.

Then, there were a pair of beautiful eyes, clear and bright yet filled with worry and concern.

Miss Rabbit?

How did she get in?
Xueyin curled her fingers and turned her face away, not wanting her to see her disheveled appearance.

Although, he thought he heard her call out his name.

He said weakly, "I'm fine. It's dangerous here, you should leave quickly."

A faint champagne gold glow enveloped his body.

As if carrying some kind of energy, his condition improved slightly.

But his mental rage level is soaring rapidly.

Jiang Xinli was somewhat puzzled.

Logically speaking, the threshold for a violent outburst from the sea creatures is very high.

Xueyin's condition seems very strange.

However, now is not the time to think about this.

She quickly interrupted him, "Don't talk about that now, how can I save you?"

"You don't need to worry about me. I'll be fine after a rest." The boy's thin lips were pressed into a straight line, his eyes filled with deep inferiority, and a hint of helpless shame and annoyance.

Jiang Xinli had no choice but to say, "I can't find my way out."

“I have a bottle of anti-pollution potion on me. Take it, and then…” The boy slightly opened his eyes, glanced at the dark purple water-repelling bead on her chest, and with his last bit of strength, raised his hand and pointed to a dark, narrow area diagonally above, “Swim up from there.”

After saying that, his arm slid down and he fainted.

Jiang Xinli's eyes widened in surprise, "Xueyin!"

I checked his breath with my finger.

Thankfully, his breathing is steady.

The wounds on my body are still shrinking, but very slowly.

Jiang Xinli thought for a moment, then took out the medicine, cleaned his wound, applied the hemostatic medicine, and took out a clean cloth to wrap his body simply.

She was somewhat puzzled. Although mermaids have the ability to heal themselves, was it a bit much to just let the wounds heal slowly instead of preparing some medicine for themselves in advance?
She gave him a quick check-up, and the hemostatic medicine worked very well. Unlike Yunbo before, he didn't need kissing to heal.

It seems that Xueyin was not cursed.

Jiang Xinli felt relieved.

She stood up and carefully observed the area around the coffin.

“Miss Xinli.” A weak, hoarse voice came from behind.

Jiang Xinli turned around and looked at Xueyin, who had straightened up. Her eyes lit up. "Xueyin, you're awake!"

"Hmm." The handsome, slender young man's face was deathly pale.

With his well-defined knuckles, he slowly removed the cloth covering his body, revealing a thin chest covered in fresh scabs but with the delicate features of a young man. "Thank you for saving me."

"Not really." Jiang Xinli touched her nose guiltily.

Even if she doesn't intervene, Xueyin can recover.

It just takes longer.

"Saving is saving," the boy said firmly, then took out the bottle of blue potion, frowning, "Why didn't you take it?"

He placed the medicine into her hand. "This bottle, along with the ones I gave you yesterday, should be enough to get you back to the Holy Realm from the Sacred Abyss."

"Or... are you worried about me?" He suddenly looked up at her.

A gentle smile graced his handsome, slender face.

It sounded like a joke, yet also like a serious inquiry.
In her champagne-gold eyes, a sense of loss lingered, yet a glimmer of hope remained.
(End of this chapter)