Abandoned Woman Busy Farming

Chapter 1408: Chapter 1410: Controlling Her with Drugs_1

At the break of dawn, Sangta took Bai Ruozhu to rest in the wilderness. He handed her the sheepskin water bag, and Bai Ruozhu took a drink and stared at him, frowning.

She didn’t know why, but as she looked at his face, it seemed like another face was circling in her mind. She tried to see clearly who it was, yet there seemed to be something always obstructing her view, preventing her from seeing clearly.

”I’ll get some game for you to eat, you rest for a bit,” Sangta stole a glance at Bai Ruozhu, who was lost in thought. Although he hadn’t initially agreed to help Honglian or done anything for her, when faced with Bai Ruozhu’s sparkling black eyes, he always felt somewhat guilty.

During their journey, they talked a lot. Bai Ruozhu shared her memories of him, and as she alternately spoke with excitement and shyness about ”their matters,” Sangta felt his scalp tingle. How could Honglian be so formidable to even tamper with someone’s memories?

He sent Bai Hu to catch some game, and quickly cleaned it, made a fire, and threaded the meat on a spit over the flames to roast.

The sizzling sound of meat cooking over the fire filled the air, while Bai Ruozhu, seated against a tree, fell asleep, exhausted from the long night.

Sangta watched her sleeping face, feeling a sense of calm settling in his heart. This was the woman he had chosen, and no matter what, she would be by his side from now on. He would take good care of her, and she would only remember their times together, whether they were real or not—what did it matter?

Just then, Bai Hu suddenly growled in alarm, and Sangta immediately looked around, only to see a flash of bright red entering his field of vision.

Honglian was not alone, and she was followed by three people. Sangta had met the woman before and had even chopped off one of her hands. Among the men, he recognized one of them as the Divine Guardian Team Leader Yuefeng.

The other... As soon as he saw the man’s face clearly, he instinctively glanced at Bai Ruozhu, fortunately, she was still asleep and unaware of the newcomers.

Sangta breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Bai Ruozhu would recognize her husband and remember everything.

Jiang Yichun followed behind Honglian with an icy gaze, not even sparing a glance at Bai Ruozhu, who lay asleep not far away, as if she were a stranger to him.

Seeing Honglian’s current state, Sangta couldn’t help but snort with laughter, ”Saintess Honglian has really made a spectacle of herself, quite amusing.”

No sooner had he spoken than two figures charged at him—it was Yuefeng and Jiang Yichun. With their combined assault, he quickly found himself on the defensive, and even with Bai Hu joining the fray, he was no match for the resilient Yuefeng.

”Enough, stand down,” Honglian waved her hand, and the two men obediently retreated behind her. However, Sangta saw frustration in Yuefeng’s eyes, and jealousy and anger when he looked at Jiang Yichun.

”What exactly have you done to them?” Sangta asked, staring at Honglian.

”Nothing, she’s in love with you now, isn’t that good?” Honglian laughed, her black lips looking very sinister, along with her gray hair, she was a far cry from the beauty she once was.

Sangta huffed coldly, ”I like her for who she is, you’ve controlled her, altered her memory, even her personality, this is not what I want!”

His voice was a bit too loud and woke Bai Ruozhu, who was sleeping under the tree. She rubbed her eyes, startled by the four strangers before her, and climbed up to hide behind Sangta, asking fearfully, ”Prince, who are these people? Are they your enemies?”

Sangta nervously glanced at Bai Ruozhu and saw that she had no reaction to seeing Jiang Yichun, and only then did he relax.

But then Bai Ruozhu suddenly clutched her head in pain and said, ”My head hurts so much; there’s something I can’t remember. Why does it hurt like this?”

Sangta’s figure moved in an instant, reaching out to grip Honglian’s throat, ”What have you done to her?”

Honglian let out a hee-hee laugh, gesturing for her subordinates not to move, then said to Sangta, ”She gets like this from time to time. If you don’t want her to lose control, she needs to take her medicine every day at noon. Believe it or not, that’s up to you. I’ll give you these three pills first so you can see for yourself if they’re real or not. If you think they are, come and talk to me about a partnership.”

Sangta received the porcelain bottle and shoved Honglian away, ”I don’t want to partner with you now.”

”You can extend the life of beast pets, and I can give people endless life. If we work together, couldn’t we find a better way to make people immortal?” Honglian said.

A hesitant look flashed across Sangta’s eyes. His father, the emperor, had sent him to the Western Regions for a matrimonial alliance specifically for this purpose—who doesn’t want to live forever? But if he became an existence like Jin Jing or Yuefeng, it would be no different from being dead.

”Take your time to consider—I will come find you again in three days, no matter where you are.” Honglian spoke with confidence, implying that no matter where Sangta went, she would have a way to find his location.

Watching Honglian and her people leave, Sangta suddenly asked, ”You’ve turned them all into meat corpses; why didn’t you lay a hand on the one surnamed Bai?”

Honglian’s laugh blossomed, like a toxin-laced poppy, ”He’s quite good-looking, and he’s favored by my disgusting sister—why wouldn’t I keep him for my own enjoyment? How could I marry him if he turned into a meat corpse?”

After she had left with her entourage, Sangta pondered, guessing that meat corpses couldn’t engage in conjugal affairs with the living.

Bai Ruozhu was still suffering from a headache. Sangta looked at the pills in the porcelain bottle and finally gritted his teeth, feeding one to her.

Soon, Bai Ruozhu no longer complained about the headache and returned to her charming and delightful demeanor, even asking him how the meat was roasted and if it was ready to eat.

Sangta hurriedly checked on the meat; unfortunately, one side was a bit charred, but it was edible. After eating some meat hastily, they continued on their journey.

Three days—he only had three days to decide whether or not to partner with Honglian.

But if he refused, what would happen to Bai Ruozhu? Would Honglian let her go?

Sangta led Bai Ruozhu riding a white tiger westward, and soon they saw the boundless grasslands. Bai Ruozhu ran excitedly across the fields, exclaiming, ”There’s no grassland this big where I’m from; all the large flat areas are planted with crops.”

After saying this, she couldn’t help but stop in her tracks. Wasn’t her family into sheep herding? How could she have never seen such vast grasslands? And why would she be familiar with farmland instead?

Yet, for some reason, her mind was filled with visions of farmland, and she seemed more familiar with the crops than with the grasslands. Why was this?

She turned to look at Sangta and asked, ”Who were those people yesterday? Why does that woman have grey hair? Did she get poisoned? It seems there is no poison that turns hair grey, only white.”