The Cannon-Fodder Villainess Faked Her Death, Her Five Beast Mates Go Wild-Chapter 175: Heading to Bain City

"Wen Shu, you see..."

Buck turned his head just as Wen Shu had already taken a bulging package from Luo Fei’s hand.

She nodded to Buck as a signal and walked alone into the Queen’s bedchamber.

Layer upon layer of gauzy curtains hung overhead, completely obscuring the scene within the hall.

Wen Shu looked straight ahead, walking directly closer. Just as her wrist pushed aside the curtain, a wall of flesh holding a cup of water crashed toward her.

Her shoulder became soaked, the high temperature bringing a searing pain.

She covered the wound, stepping back half a pace, suppressing her temper, and looked at the one who bumped into her.

It was a tall male, his skin pale as paper, his hair and eyes the same shade of light gray, even his clothing was layers of gray gauze.

At first glance, his entire self appeared dim and bleak, but that handsome face and his indifferently noble aura were hard to ignore.

Wen Shu guessed he was Prince Youna, but his stunned expression after bumping into someone was truly beyond comprehension.

Unamused, she pressed her lips together, meeting his melancholic light gray eyes, she said in a deep voice, "Please make way."

The sudden eye contact seemed to make him uncomfortable, he slightly turned his face aside, making way.

His pale lips parted, his voice clean and magnetic, "I truly apologize, female, you’re here to heal my mother, right? I’ll lead you there."

Youna took two steps to the right, realized it was the wrong direction, then walked inward, catching Wen Shu’s icy puzzled face in his peripheral vision, feeling a bit of embarrassed shame.

His long hair fell down, his ears turned slightly pink, and after leading her to the bedside, he maintained a steady tone, "It’s right here..."

Seeing his mother’s withered face, Youna’s scattered attention focused back on her illness.

"Mother has been unconscious all day, can you see if she can be healed? If you can cure her, you can ask for anything."

This was the line Wen Shu had been waiting for. She lifted her hand over her shoulder, quickly healing the burn, then sat by the bed to examine the injury.

She gently held the Queen’s arm, a faint white glow floating in her palm.

Meanwhile, Youna’s worried gaze silently moved to her face. Seeing her long lashes move slightly and sharply looking at him, he dropped his eyes guiltily, asking, "How is my mother?"

"I can heal her."

Wen Shu couldn’t help but look at him twice, this guy was peculiar, ever since her appearance, he had been inexplicably staring at her from time to time.

"But my healing methods are unique; no one else can be present."

Seeing her ushering him out, Youna obediently prepared to leave but before taking a step, remembered his original intention.

He needed to ensure his mother’s safety.

Youna’s lips lightly pressed together, "Female, I must be present... but I’ve also heard about your exclusive formula. I promise not to look."

Saying this, he consciously walked to a corner, facing the wall, strictly adhering to his words.

His tall and noble back stood motionless in the corner.

Wen Shu glanced at him, still not at ease, looked around and grabbed a piece of cloth, handing it to him, "Put this on."

Her snow-white slender fingers holding a hint of red extended from her side.

Youna stiffened for a moment, only feeling a small warm breath brush his arm, his whole face flushed.

Too close...

He silently protested, but still covered his eyes.

Wen Shu stood on tiptoe, checking carefully to ensure the cloth was securely tied, then swiftly set a pot of water to boil.

Yet she didn’t add much potion, just simmered it into a black liquid, then fed it to the Queen.

After all this, Wen Shu waited for a long time, finally holding the Queen’s warm hand. As the light shimmered, she kept a keen eye on Youna’s movements.

The healing progressed swiftly.

The Queen’s pained expression eased, her pale lips regained some vitality, and her trembling eyelids signaled she was about to awaken.

Wen Shu promptly stood up, taking a few steps toward Youna, "It’s done, go and see."

Youna’s fingertips tensed momentarily, he pulled off the cloth and stepped to the bedside, just as the unconscious Queen slowly opened her eyes.

"Mother! How do you feel?"

The two, mother and son, appeared as though they had just experienced a life-and-death parting, both with red eyes.

It was clear their bond was very strong.

Wen Shu stood quietly observing from the side, waiting for them to finally mention her, she slowly approached the Queen’s side.

"Your Majesty..."

She parted her lips, but the Queen suddenly held her hand, gently patting it, "Good child, you’ve saved me. Is there anything you want?"

The Queen’s smile was kind, without a trace of superiority. Wen Shu felt a warm kinship and took the opportunity to express her request, "Your Majesty, I would like to attend the Divine Tree ceremony."

"Is that all?"

Faced with the Queen’s surprise, Wen Shu nodded with a smile, "Yes, it’s my only wish."

Upon leaving the palace, the dim sky once again began to snow.

This had been happening frequently lately, but the Beastmen were used to it.

Wen Shu nestled in Wu Xuan’s arms, wrapped tightly in his large robe, feeling a sense of unease as she watched the swirling snow through the gaps.

The snow was falling too often, it seemed the Divine Tree might not last.

And the Divine Tree ceremony wouldn’t begin for another ten days, so Wen Shu could only wait patiently.

The long seven days passed while managing the shop and advancing in rank.

The Queen’s carriage was about to set off, and early in the morning, Wen Shu and the males headed to the Royal Palace. Under the Queen’s arrangement, they walked toward the wolf beast behind her.

The royal entourage was seated on chairs made of metal, with shimmering white gauze draping beside the armrests to shade from the blinding sunlight.

Wu Xuan held Wen Shu as they leaped onto the back of the wolf, just pulling the curtain aside, his expression changed slightly.

Seeing his delay, Wen Shu looked up, only to see Prince Youna calmly seated inside, nodding at them with a smile.

"Wen Shu, there are many taboos around the Divine Tree. Mother is worried something might go wrong, so she sent me to accompany you."

He explained clearly, and Wu Xuan’s golden eyes darkened as he sat holding Wen Shu at a diagonal from him.

A surprised Luo Fei followed, his face instantly darkened several degrees, sitting beside Wen Shu, blocking any potential eye contact between the two.

From the Royal City to Bain City, it’s a two-day journey.

Along the way, many Beastmen were traveling with them, it was said that making a wish on the outskirts of the Divine Tree might also prove effective.

"Ashu, have something to eat?"

Afraid Wen Shu might feel nauseous, he had prepared some fruits.

The red, juicy wild fruits looked very appetizing.

Wen Shu took a few pieces and popped them into her mouth, casting her gaze around.

As they approached Bain City, the number of Beastmen increased, and she vaguely saw several familiar chair designs.

They seemed to be from Alentia...

"Ashu?"

A bowl of steaming rib soup wavered in front of her eyes.

She took it and sipped a couple of mouthfuls, closing her eyes comfortably, sharply sensing a gaze fall on the side of her face.

Swallowing the water in her mouth, Wen Shu looked up but only saw the bustling and noisy Beastman convoy.

"What is it?"

Wu Xuan asked softly, she shook her head, "Nothing, it was probably just an illusion."

As she withdrew her gaze, in Alentia’s convoy, a male clad in a black robe appeared pale, his ghostly green eyes flickering with a hint of timid and complex emotions.