Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

The bonfire popped with golden-red sparks.

The temperature in the courtyard was quite high.

Yet, Tang Wen felt a chilling wind from all directions, piercingly cold.

Does Queen Xia Qingge have a problem with her body?

What kind of problem?

Is it a hidden injury left from fighting with others before?

Or is it…?

Or is her realm and combat power forcibly elevated through some unorthodox method, causing problems with her body?

Tang Wen took a deep breath, calmly recalling everyone's expressions. Hmm, it seems the others didn't notice the Queen's abnormality.

So, it's a recent symptom?

Hmm, could it be aftereffects from fighting one against five last time?

That shouldn't be. She took so many pills and wound medicines, and Old Crow and the physicians examined her. With her strong physique, she should be almost fully recovered, right?

He immediately transmitted a message to Hu Qi: "Seventh Sister, what's wrong? What's the problem? Is the injury from the last fight not healed yet?"

The big white cat was already used to Tang Wen's shameless face of calling her Seventh Sister when he needed something and A-Qi when he didn't.

Chewing on a grilled chicken cartilage, she said, "I can only tell it's not a hard injury, nor a new injury to her muscles or bones. That little external wound healed long ago. But her hand keeps shaking when she drinks wine, so there's definitely a problem."

"Seventh Sister, have you encountered this situation before?"

"I'm not the clan's doctor, so I haven't. I just sensed something was wrong."

After speaking, a grilled red duck flew out of the oven.

A gust of breeze blew past, and the jujube-red oily skin, carrying the aroma of fruit wood and honey, was precisely sliced into 108 pieces in the air.

A thin pancake, bigger than a human head, perfectly wrapped scallions, half-cooked and fishy duck blood, and dozens of slices of duck meat together, sending it into her mouth.

Hu Qi likes the fishy taste and recently became fond of half-cooked duck blood.

A roasted duck was finished in three or four rolls.

The camp's cooks specially set up three oven-sized wine vats, with four or five people serving Hu Qi, preparing roasted duck, roasted chicken, and roasted goose in a continuous flow.

Tang Wen barely suppressed the urge to go to the rooftop and "question" Xia Qingge right now.

Seeing Hu Qi eating so meticulously, he touched his stomach, took out wine, and ate with it.

Of course, he really couldn't eat the duck blood.

Bonfires were burning, and the dances were lively.

Not only in the inner city, but the outer city guards also lit piles of flames at every intersection in the camp.

However, there was no meat to eat outside.

They had only rough dry pancakes distributed per capita.

The pancakes were thrown into the charcoal fire to bake, paired with hot water, and naturally swelled in the stomach.

A few pancakes could easily fill a belly that had been hungry for a long time.

At dawn, everyone went to sleep with excitement and fatigue.

General Zhou gave the guards a holiday, leading Zhou Bing, Tang Tang, and other commanders to count supplies and handle the aftermath.

Tang Wen had nothing to do and was worried about Xia Qingge.

Seeing that her figure was gone, he followed the secret passage all the way down, preparing to find her and ask.

If there really was some hidden ailment, it would be good to treat it as soon as possible.

The Queen lived in the underground palace.

He didn't know where the specific bedroom was.

He followed the approximate direction, advancing all the way, and soon arrived at the depths of the underground palace.

He didn't use his mental power to scan.

At this time, the New Year bonfire party had just ended.

Xia Qingge shouldn't be able to sleep so early.

Looking at the heavy stone door in front of him, Tang Wen knocked twice, but no one responded. He pushed the door open, but it was empty.

He knocked on five rooms in a row, but no one was there.

The sixth room was obviously a bedroom.

Red dresses were randomly placed on the bed. A faint fragrance floated in the room, consistent with the scent on Xia Qingge's body.

Since she wasn't in the bedroom, he casually knocked on the seventh room, and a lazy voice came, "Come in."

Tang Wen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Xia Qingge had run off somewhere to heal.

He pushed the door open, and a mist filled his eyes. It was actually a pool.

A bathroom?

Two lamps were hung in the bathroom, and a great beauty with an exquisitely curved figure was lying half-reclined in the misty water with her eyes closed.

The water in the pool was not deep, and the lights were not bright.

If an ordinary maid came in, she would probably only see a cloud of water vapor.

But who is Tang Wen?

Not to mention bathwater as clear as this, even if it were a bit more turbid, he could see clearly.

The first thing that caught his eye were the slender jade-like legs, the vest line, and the inverted jade bowls, beautiful and breathtaking.

Hmm?

No seaweed?

Tang Wen keenly noticed the problem. His pupils dilated, but he quickly regained his senses.

In the water, the heroic and beautiful woman didn't notice anything unusual with her eyes closed.

Until another sound of footsteps rang out outside the door.

With a swoosh.

Xia Qingge sensed something was wrong and opened her eyes: "Why is it you?"

"Shh!"

Tang Wen gestured quickly and hid himself.

A maid walked in, holding a wooden basin, and the fragrance of medicine wafted.

Tang Wen took a breath: Why does it smell like pain-relieving ointment?

The sound of water splashed, and herbs were poured into the pool.

"Leave," a cold voice said.

The maid was slightly surprised, glanced at Xia Qingge worriedly, turned around, closed the stone door, and left.

A sharp gaze landed accurately on the spot where Tang Wen was hiding.

The latter touched his nose, closed his eyes, and revealed his figure.

Xia Qingge snorted coldly, picked up the wine pot, and said unhappily, "Open your eyes, you've already seen everything you should see anyway."

Tang Wen secretly opened a slit.

"Cough cough cough!" Wine spilled from the corner of her mouth: "You kid really looked?"

Tang Wen closed them with a swoosh, secretly regretting in his heart.

With such beauty in front of him, he couldn't open his eyes!

Of course, he would never dare to say these words.

He was afraid of getting beaten.

Then, Xia Qingge's rosy lips uttered a sentence that he had never thought of:

"One glance is one jar, no, three jars of Bamboo Leaf Green! You've already looked five, six, seven, eight times. Let me round it up for you, fifty jars of wine!"

She held out five green onion-like fingers.

"Easy!"

Tang Wen agreed readily: I'll look for a year first, no, I have two wineries under my command, I'll transfer them to you, even supporting you is fine!

"You have to give it today, tomorrow it will be fifty-five jars!"

Seeing him agree so readily, the Queen immediately felt she was at a loss.

Tang Wen: "...I'll give it to you later."

The Queen nodded in satisfaction: "What did you come for?"

"To see you wash, cough, I mean to see what's wrong with your body."

There was a moment of silence.

The sound of water splashed, sounding like she was constantly scooping up water with her hands.

"Speak up, or the wine is gone."

"Dare you!" The Queen looked at the worry on Tang Wen's face and said dryly, "How did you see it? Just because my hand shook that one time?"

"One time? After you got on the roof, your hand shook a total of nine times!"

Xia Qingge sighed silently: "Open your eyes?"

Tang Wen opened them and closed them instantly.

The great beauty hadn't added any clothes to her body.

"I'm not going to scam you for wine. Look at my hand!"

Only then did Tang Wen open his eyes, looking up slightly at her raised white arms, trying hard to control his gaze from sliding down, but even so, those inverted jade bowls, because of her standing tall, were even more prominent, still frequently stealing his attention.

He took a deep breath, trying to stare at her hands.

A dozen seconds passed.

Her left hand suddenly shook.

Without being able to control it, the shaking was relatively large.

Tang Wen looked down and saw the aftershocks of the jade bowls.

Unprecedentedly, there were no evil or romantic thoughts.

He frowned and said, "Can't control it?"

"It hurts. When I breathe, my heart suddenly hurts like it's being pricked with a needle."

Tang Wen turned around, looking at the wall: "When did this start?"

"After becoming a peak martial master."

"Hmm? It's been so long, why didn't you say anything?"

Xia Qingge said calmly, "At that time, there was a shortage of talent in the camp. As the successor, I was hope, a genius. This kind of thing isn't fatal, of course I couldn't say it."

After taking a few sips of wine, she added, "Besides, the pain was very light at the time, and I looked all over for doctors, but couldn't find the problem."

"So, you just endured it all along?" Tang Wen sighed, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye, watching her waterfall-like black hair scattered on the stone platform.

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"Tsk, what kind of tone is that, like I'm about to die."

"Does it hurt at night?" Tang Wen ignored her words and continued to ask.

Xia Qingge suddenly frowned, and her hand shook again: "I've been sleeping in this bathroom these past few days."

Tang Wen's heart sank: "So, it hurts at night too?"

"It was originally okay at night, but since that one-on-five fight, I seemed to have broken through the limits of the sixth rank. Then it got worse. Originally, I could still hold on with meditation. Now, I even have to meditate in a pool with painkillers."

As she spoke, she patted the water with her jade hand.

"It sounds like the stronger you get, the more frequent and severe the pain becomes?" Tang Wen felt rather strange.

The stronger one is, the better one's body should be.

How could it be the other way around?

He had never heard of such a thing.

"You summarized it very well." Xia Qingge shook the gourd and drank it all in one gulp: "Pour the wine!"

She seemed to have forgotten that she was still in the pool.

With a splash, she stood up, handing the gourd to Tang Wen.

A chill suddenly ran over her body, and she realized something was wrong, quickly sitting back in the water.

A pair of white balls, swaying and dazzling.

Tang Wen took the gourd, inadvertently glanced at it, and his blood surged, actually feeling an urge to have a nosebleed.

But at this time, it really wasn't suitable to take advantage.

Otherwise, he would have taken a few more glances no matter what.

Even if it meant getting beaten up, it would be worth it.

Turning around, facing the wall, Tang Wen originally intended to take out a few jars of Bamboo Leaf Green, but after thinking about it, he finally took out a glass bottle of [Burning Blade].

This thing was bought from the Chamber of Commerce and didn't have much taste.

Its main feature was its strong alcohol content.

It was generally drunk by merchants traveling outside in winter. Not only for people to drink, but also to give a bottle to alien beasts in the freezing winter.

It was said that after drinking it, the alien beast pulling the cart could go one-tenth faster than usual.

"Try this." Tang Wen handed it backward.

"New wine?" A hand with water droplets took it, opened the bottle, and took a sip.

The strong alcohol smell went straight to her head.

"Hmm! Good wine, very powerful!"

Tang Wen paused, not telling her that this was for low-to-mid-level alien beasts to drink.

"What kind of wine is this? The bottle is transparent, made of glass, it must be very expensive, right?" Xia Qingge's tone was full of excitement.

Now, there weren't many things that could make her happy.

Tang Wen dared not say it even more, coughing:

"This wine is strong, ordinary people can't drink it, it's good as long as you think it tastes good. I'll leave it all for you."

As he spoke, he took out a wooden box from the strange stone, this box contained twenty-nine bottles.

He originally intended to use this thing to make a fire in the wild, or to give it to the Sand Wolf King and Silver Wolf King when he saw them later.

Unexpectedly, the camp's bright and beautiful woman fell in love with it at first sip.

"Whoa! So many? Very expensive, right?"

"Not expensive, I have plenty of money. I'll hurry up and deal with the camp's affairs, then you come with me, I'll take you to Gushan City to see a doctor."

"Glug glug glug", nearly seventy degrees of strong liquor, she drank one-third of it in one gulp.

Xia Qingge licked the corner of her mouth, her eyes shining, saying indifferently, "As long as you settle the Huang family and the camp has a sixth-rank sitting in charge, I'll listen to you."

Her tone revealed a sense of ease.

As if she was about to unload a burden she had carried for many years.

On careful thought, that was indeed the case.

If it weren't for her extraordinary talent, quickly breaking through to the sixth rank and withstanding the threat from Black Mountain and Silver Wolf.

Flame Camp would have ceased to exist long ago.

Tang Wen's journey through time would definitely be more miserable than he imagined, and the probability of a dead end at the start would greatly increase!

Seeing her having to suppress the pain at all times, Tang Wen couldn't help but feel sad: "Don't worry, I'll definitely take care of it."

"That's good! I haven't been to Gushan City yet! As long as there's enough wine, you can tell me what to do."

After speaking, she even patted her chest.

Hearing the movement, Tang Wen, who was facing the wall, couldn't help but glance back out of the corner of his eye.

Jade rabbits jumping, infinite scenery on dangerous peaks.

"Aren't you afraid I'll sell you off?"

"Hehe, you kid has been standing there like an idiot for half a day since you came in, your eyeballs are almost falling on me, would you be willing to?"

Tang Wen's face turned red: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Xia Qingge chuckled coldly.

He was full of incomprehensible words like "A gentleman does not deceive in a dark room" and "Ignorance is no excuse."

The room was inexplicably filled with a cheerful atmosphere, and Xia Qingge laughed even more happily, swaying with laughter.

He couldn't help but secretly take another look, meeting a pair of smiling eyes, and was caught red-handed.

Too cunning!

When did she quietly turn her body to face him?

She was guarding against him!

No way, guarding against a gentleman too?

Tang Wen's face turned red, and he quickly took out jars of wine from the strange stone to divert the Queen's attention.

Sure enough, looking at the wine piled up in the corner of the wall.

Xia Qingge immediately smiled.

Tang Wen dared not stay any longer, leaving a sentence: "Mixing beer and white wine will make it even stronger", and hurried away.

Xia Qingge looked at his fleeing figure and laughed even more happily.

The stone door closed again, and after a long time, she restrained her smile, reaching out to press her brow, her expression pained.

"It seems I really broke through the fifth rank, even my head is starting to hurt"

She smiled bitterly, taking out a towel from under the water and covering her face.

Then she moved her position, placing her head under the water valve.

The water valve turned, and cold well water flowed out, falling on the towel.

Without deliberately holding her breath, she quickly ran out of breath.

The back of her foot arched, driving her snow-white calf, stretched straight.

The strong feeling of suffocation suppressed the pain.

After an unknown amount of time, the water valve closed, she finally gained a moment of relief, resting her head on the towel, and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

Tang Wen returned to his residence, ruffling awake the newly slumbering Hu Qi, and carefully recounted Xia Qingge's symptoms.

The large white cat yawned, squinting its eyes as it said, "Heart pain? Sounds like some kind of illness. I don't understand these things. You can ask the Saintess, or return to Ganshan City and consult several more doctors."

Tang Wen was dissatisfied: "But she's at the peak of the sixth rank, what illness couldn't heal itself?"

"So what if she's at the peak of the sixth rank? Even fifth-rank White Tigers can die from illness."

Having said that, the large white cat's eyes couldn't stay open any longer.

Even fifth-rank White Tigers can die from illness?

Tang Wen, filled with doubts, returned to his room and took out the Co-heart Mirror.

When in doubt, find the Saintess!

He left a message, put away the Co-heart Mirror, and fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, he ate countless large white buns.