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AFDPIRAB Chapter2

“Hiss—Ouch—”

 

When Yan Muning woke up, before he even opened his eyes, he was already grimacing in pain from the dense pain all over his body.

 

He closed his eyes and did not move, groaning softly for a while. He vaguely felt that although the wounds all over his body were very painful, but there was no longer the bone-chilling coldness that he felt when he lost blood.

 

Upon closer inspection, it seemed that his whole body had become much drier, not as cold and damp as when he was hiding in the cave.

 

Underneath him… it doesn’t seem like it was the cold and hard mountain soil.

 

Memories begin to roll back, dark blue clothes, long robe, a big beauty.

 

A cold voice and frosty eyes.

 

Yan Muning suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the bed curtains with a faint glow, not the wall of the cave.

 

He is not dead?

 

He exerted a little force with the fingertips on his lower abdomen and pinched himself—hiss, it hurts so much!

 

Then it’s not a dream!

 

Someone saved him?

 

Yan Muning frowned, his mind racing.

 

Who is it, and why did he save him?

 

Yan Muning murmured in confusion.

 

 

The day before yesterday, Prince An and his group, who were originally on their way back to the capital, unexpectedly discovered that someone was secretly training troops when passing by Yuzhou.

 

After repeated confirmation, they abandoned the carriage and instead rode at full speed all the way to the capital, hoping to deliver the news to the palace as quickly as possible.

 

Because the news was so unbelievable, if Yan Muning had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have dared to believe it either.

 

Therefore, the only people who knew the details of the news were his most trusted confidants.

 

But he didn’t know where the news leaked out. Not long after they left Yuzhou, they were robbed and killed by a group of well-trained black-clad assassins when they reached the outskirts of Jiangyang.

 

One team of guards fought desperately to stop the assassin, while the remaining team of guards protected Yan Muning and temporarily changed his route.

 

Later on the way, they encountered three or four groups of assassins, all of whom wanted to kill them.

 

Yan Muning knew that hiding like this was not a solution and would only continue to drain his own people’s energy.

 

In desperation, he made a rather bold decision—all the remaining people changed their attire, split into three groups, and went out with the news.

 

Xiao Jiu and Xiao Shiyi grew up with Yan Muning since childhood and had similar body shapes, so they wore exactly the same clothes as Yan Muning, and each led a team of people to the capital with the token of Prince An’s mansion.

 

Yan Muning himself, without any items symbolizing his status, took only three elite guards and chose the shortest route back to the capital.

 

As long as he could enter the capital, why would he need any symbol of status?

 

Is there anyone in the capital who doesn’t recognize Prince An’s face?

 

But the result…

 

Originally, the journey was smooth, but yesterday they were discovered by the assassins again. Yan Muning and his three companions were outnumbered, and in the fierce fight, the guards held back the assassin and bought him an opportunity.

 

Yan Muning took advantage of the cover of night to nimbly shake off the assassins. Although he was injured, but he still managed to reach the outskirts of Jinzhou City.

 

As long as he can get into the city, everything can be averted.

 

Unexpectedly, he was eventually caught up by the assassins in the woods outside Jinzhou City.

 

……

 

When he arrived at the woods last night, it was almost midnight, and Jinzhou City should have been under curfew long ago.

 

So, who is the person who saved him?

 

Yan Muning thought so hard that he was dizzy, but he still couldn’t figure it out.

 

Giving up on thinking, he leaned on the bed and raised his upper body slightly.

 

It was just such a simple movement, but it hurt so much that a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

 

Yan Muning sniffed, and through tearful eyes, he carefully raised his hand to open the bed curtain, then poked his head out to look around the room warily.

 

There is not much furniture or decoration in the room, it is simple but very tidy.

 

There were two books casually spread out on the table, with a teapot and two cups placed next to them. They didn’t look like expensive items, so it should be just an ordinary family.

 

There is a small and exquisite incense burner on the small table next to the bed. He doesn’t know what kind of incense is burning inside, but it has an elegant scent.

 

Yan Muning felt that there seemed to be something wrong, but he couldn’t say what it was.

 

He lowered his head and looked at himself again. All the injuries on his body had been treated and bandaged very carefully, no worse than those old men in the imperial medical.

 

His clothes have also been changed.

 

Wait!

 

Clothes? Was it replaced?

 

A somewhat blurry figure flashed through Yan Muning’s mind. Could it be a pervert? A scoundrel? Did he save him because he was coveted by his beauty?

 

Yan Muning pursed his lips.

 

He thought of the silhouette of the person carrying him on his back again. He seemed like a reliable person. Tsk, it turns out that you can’t judge a person by his appearance.

 

He was only wearing a soft, close-fitting undergarment, but the size…

 

Before he could finish his thought, his overly large undergarment slowly slid down his shoulders due to his crooked posture as he half-leaned on the bed, revealing a bruised shoulder.

 

Yan Muning: Can’t you give me some more suitable clothes?

 

Yan Muning raised his hand with difficulty to tighten his collar but suddenly stopped moving.

 

There was a trace of doubt in his eyes, and he pinched the hem of his clothes again with his fingertips, and his delicate brows were tightly knitted together.

 

That’s not right, judging from the decorations in the room, it should be an ordinary family.

 

But this lining is made of the finest material, which is definitely not something that ordinary people can afford. There is a faint herbal scent on the clothes, so it is not new.

 

There is also incense. Although he can’t tell what kind of spice it is, its fragrance contains a faint medicinal aroma, which is also a rare and fine product.

 

Yan Muning touched the quilt covering him again, then reached out and rubbed the bed curtains, and his thoughts became more certain.

 

Although he had lived a life of luxury since childhood, but he had also traveled around with his imperial brother and witnessed the lives of people from various social classes.

 

The more carefully he observed, the clearer the doubt in his mind became.

 

This room seems simple, but it is full of contradictions. Moreover, if it is really just an ordinary family, how can they save him from the hands of well-trained assassins?

 

The person who saved him was definitely not that simple.

 

The more Yan Muning thought about it, the more anxious he became. He began to look around the room more carefully.

 

He unconsciously picked at the fallen edge carving with his fingers, and he stared at the window, wondering if it would be possible for him to secretly climb out of the window and escape.

 

Still lost in thought, suddenly he heard calm footsteps coming from outside the door.

 

Yan Muning touched his cuff out of habit, and his heart skipped a beat. It’s bad, where is his short blade?

 

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. He was so panicked that his fingertips were shaking. He looked around and found that there was nothing in the room that he could use to defend himself!

 

He looked up at the bed curtains and tugged at them twice, but the curtains didn’t budge at all…

 

Yan Muning’s eyes turned red with anxiety. He gritted his teeth and gave it a go, there was no time to care about so many things in this situation!

 

Enduring the pain in his body, he turned over from the bed, quickly picked up a teacup from the table, covered it with the quilt and smashed it hard, picked up a piece of the broken pieces, and stood barefoot behind the door.

 

The footsteps of the person who came stopped in front of the door, as if he hesitated for a moment.

 

Yan Muning’s back was pressed tightly against the wooden frame behind the door, cold sweat silently dripping down his forehead. He held his breath and stared at the thin door panel with wide eyes.

 

The moment the man pushed the door open, he stepped forward, grabbed him from behind, and aimed the sharp edge of the porcelain fragment in his hand at the intruder’s throat…

 

 

Yun Jiangli: Again?

 

Just when Yun Jiangli was walking to the door with the medicine, he heard some noise in the room and thought that the youth had woken up.

 

Who knew that as soon as he stepped one foot into the door, a sharp object was pressed against his throat again?

 

Yun Jiangli really didn’t know what special hobbies this yoth had. Why did he keep gesturing at his neck?

 

“Hold steady.”

 

Yun Jiangli still had that cold tone, but what he said was very annoying: “Don’t shake your hands, if you really poke me to death, there’s no hope for you either.”

 

When Yan Muning heard the first sentence, he recognized that this was the man who carried him on his back last night.

 

It’s not because of anything else, it’s just that the sound of this voice is so cold and chilly, yet it also carries a hint of laziness, making it very recognizable.

 

Since this man didn’t take his life last night and also treated his injuries, then… maybe there shouldn’t be any danger for the time being.

 

Yan Muning slowly withdrew his hand that was holding the fragments.

 

He stood there without moving, staring at the man’s back a few more times.

 

He was thinking carefully in his heart: is this person an enemy or a friend? Is he really coveted by his beauty?

 

Or… is there another purpose?

 

Words of thanks and various questions kept coming to his mouth, but he didn’t know where to start. Yun Jiangli had already put the medicine bowl on the table and turned around.

 

This was the first time Yan Muning saw this man’s face so clearly.

 

Yan Muning swallowed his saliva: This-this person is so good-looking!

 

Even though he had seen all kinds of beauties in the capital, but none of them could compare to the one before him!

 

It is no exaggeration to say that even if all the beauties he has seen before were added together, they would probably not be as beautiful as this person.

 

What does the storybook say?

 

Yes, spiritual clarity and graceful figure1神清骨秀 is a Chinese idiom, pronounced shén qīng gǔ xiù, which means to describe a person who is upright, dignified, and beautiful.! It’s like banished immortals descending from the heavens.

 

Yun Jiangli had no idea what the youth in front of him was thinking. His eyes simply swept across his face, which suddenly turned slightly red, and then he stared at the broken pieces of the teacup in his hand.

 

He frowned and looked at Yan Muning carefully.

 

After bringing the youth back last night, he only focused on treating his wounds and vaguely knew that he was a delicate-looking child.

 

At this moment, he realized that he was not just delicate, but he was also a youth that was so beautiful that he couldn’t tell whether he’s male or female.

 

The warm sun shining through the window was enveloping his face, which had become somewhat sickly pale due to injury and blood loss, as if coated with a warm and melting mist color, dyed with a thin red.

 

His long, thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and it was impossible to tell the emotion in his eyes.

 

Although he had injuries on his body, he still stood straight with his long hair falling softly behind him.

 

His clothes seemed a little too big for the youth’s slender body and made him look weak and vulnerable.

 

Yun Jiangli curled the corners of his lips in self-mockery at the sudden thought that came to his mind.

 

This seemingly obedient little cat is actually a short-tempered little leopard. The two had only known each other for less than a day, and he had already pointed at his neck twice…

 

“Thanks for helping me last night.”

 

The youth’s hoarse voice broke the silence in the room.

 

Yun Jiangli was about to speak, but the moment he raised his eyes, he was met with the youth’s gaze, which was full of vigilance and doubt.

 

Yan Muning first politely thanked him and then asked the question in his mind—

 

“May I ask why you appeared in the woods outside the city last night?”

 

He looked directly into the big beauty’s deep eyes, trying to find out what was in them.

 

The person in front of him was so beautiful that Yan Muning felt as if he looked at him a few more times, he would be seduced by his eyes.

 

He unconsciously tightened the pieces in his hand. It is said that beauty can lead to mistakes! Most beauties are scheming. He must not lose his mind.

 

Hearing this, Yun Jiangli’s usually cold face became even colder.

 

The youth doubted him.

 

Yun Jiangli felt a little unhappy. The little leopard he had rescued with such good intentions was not obedient at all and even bared its claws to him secretly.

 

Yun Jiangli lowered his eyelashes and stopped looking at the youth. He said calmly, “Picking herbs, passing by.”

 

Before Yan Muning could ask further questions, he was interrupted by him.

 

“This herb grows on Mount Zou, ten miles outside Jinzhou City, and only blooms at sunset every day in autumn.”

 

“Any questions?”

 

Yan Muning heard the anger in his tone, bit his cracked lips, and asked hesitantly, “You… are a physician?”

 

Yun Jiangli nodded, thinking that there was no point in arguing with a little kid.

 

Looking at the person standing at the door, who was about to fall, he sighed inaudibly, “You are injured, lie down.”

 

Yan Muning secretly tucked his toes under the loose hem of his clothes and glanced at the soft bed.

 

His body aches, and he wants to lie down.

 

But—

 

He wasn’t sure if he was really safe or if he still wanted to run away.

 

Yun Jiangli raised his hand and lightly touched the medicine bowl. “The medicine is cold, I will boil it again, you can take a rest first.”

 

The author has something to say:

Xiao Wangye: Beauty is the root of all trouble!

The big beauty: My wife hit me again!

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    神清骨秀 is a Chinese idiom, pronounced shén qīng gǔ xiù, which means to describe a person who is upright, dignified, and beautiful.

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