You Must Hold It In　

Ling Chuxi frowned slightly. She looked at Fu Chengyu who had on a calm expression and looked again at Mo Kongyuan who was waving them goodbye at the door. She knew clearly that what Mo Kongyuan had said was not wrong.

A carriage had long been waiting outside. The few of them climbed into the carriage and headed toward the capital.

The few of them did not talk in the carriage and the atmosphere was clearly quite oppressive. Since he had taken the medical pill given by Ling Chuxi, the symptoms of the chill poison on Fu Chengyu was greatly reduced. But there was not a root cure all this while. He had thought initially that with his cultivation, it would not matter if he delayed a few days further to wait for a complete antidote. But after hearing Mo Kongyuan's reminder today, only then did everyone realize that a more serious problem was looming.