So cold.
His body hurts so much.
His eyelids were so heavy that he couldn’t open them, and Yan Muning shivered in a daze.
He feels a little dizzy. Why is he swaying so much?
His body’s senses slowly began to return, and Yan Muning realized belatedly that he was lying on a broad back.
Realizing this, he held his breath for a moment.
After finally mustering up a bit of strength, he forced his heavy eyelids to open a crack.
There was a thick darkness around him.
It was so dark that not even a ray of moonlight could be seen. The only sound he could hear was the rustling of leaves in the surrounding trees in the wind.
The silence of the woods magnified his fear.
Yan Muning bit the tip of his tongue and tried hard to control himself from shaking. He wanted to stay awake.
In the damp and cold air, besides the smell of blood on his body, there seemed to be a faint smell of herbs mixed in.
The person carrying him walked very steadily, and the sound of his footsteps sounded neither fast nor slow.
Who is it?
The blood loss made Yan Muning unable to maintain the last bit of clarity he had left. His mind was in a mess, and he simply gave up thinking. An extremely thin, short blade slid silently from his sleeve into his palm.
In an instant, the short blade was placed on the neck of the person in front of him. Yan Mu Ning asked in a cold voice, “Who are you?”
“The one who saved you.”
—An even colder voice sounded, as if carrying a chilling chill and without any temperature.
Yan Muning secretly exerted force with his hands, and the sharp tip of the short blade had already touched the weakest skin on the neck of the person in front of him.
But this man didn’t make any move to dodge, as if he didn’t sense the murderous intent of the short blade. He walked forward slowly without stopping, carrying Yan Muning on his back.
Who among ordinary people would come to such a deep forest in the middle of the night?
Even if Yan Muning was incapable of thinking, he would not be unable to figure out such a thing either. Moreover, he clearly remembered that before he fainted, he vaguely saw someone approaching and catching up with him.
He felt a little uneasy, and his temples were aching sharply.
His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and the injuries on his body seemed to be pulling at his internal organs and causing them to hurt as well. He pursed his dry lips hard.
This person’s indifferent tone, cold voice, and calm attitude ultimately summed up into four words to Yan Muning: ill-intentioned.
No matter why this person didn’t take his life directly, Yan Muning didn’t want to sit and wait for death.
Thinking of this, Yan Muning exerted all his strength, struggled, and fell to the ground.
“Hiss—”
This action agitated the wound on Yan Muning’s body, causing him to feel so much pain that his vision went dark.
He cursed quietly in his heart. He was the dignified Prince An, who had been pampered and raised in the palm of the hand. When had he ever suffered such a serious injury?
These bastard assassins…
Although it hurt, the instinctive desire to survive reached its peak at this moment.
Yan Muning took a deep breath and stood up despite the pain. His thin back was tense, and he held a short blade in his hand, staring fiercely at the person in front of him.
But the person in front of him still looked calm.
It seemed that neither the tip of the knife against his neck nor the sudden struggle could surprise him in the slightest.
Yan Muning frowned. This person is not simple.
After secretly accumulating some strength, Yan Muning suddenly charged up, his thin body pounced forward like a little leopard, and his short blade mercilessly approached the person in front of him.
This man seemed to have not expected that Yan Muning, who was already so seriously injured, could still have the strength to fight. When the short blade came at him with a knife-like wind, he swiftly turned sideways and barely avoided the tip of the blade, but his sleeve was still cut.
After a few moves, Yan Muning’s movements became slower and slower.
But at the same time, he seemed to have discovered a problem: this person… didn’t seem to have any martial arts skills?
At least he shouldn’t be able to defeat him because he has been dodging his short blade like a wolf.
Then this person shouldn’t be here to kill him?
No, if he had no martial arts skills, then how did he save him from the assassin?
After shakily coming to a stop, Yan Muning temporarily suppressed the movement to continue attacking, but he did not dare to loosen the grip of the short blade in his hand.
This person is so strange.
Yan Muning narrowed his eyes and managed to see the person in front of him more clearly.
He was very tall, and although his facial features were not clearly visible, but his outline seemed to be that of a beauty.
The beauty’s black hair was not tied up in a crown, but half of it was casually tied up at the back of his head with a moon-white ribbon.
Dark blue, wide sleeves, long robe…
Yan Muning was stunned. Who would go out to fight dressed so shabbily?
Although he was wearing dark colors, this outfit…
Is it convenient to pluck hair and pull clothes?
Those assassins are all wearing short sleeved night uniforms, they are probably not the same group.
However, regardless of who the other party is, Yan Muning has no intention of going with him.
He can’t believe anyone now, he just hopes to escape as soon as possible and hold on until the guards come to find him.
“Thank you very much.”
Yan Muning spoke softly, “I still have companions to find, so I won’t trouble you.”
Although the words were polite, but there was a strong sense of caution in the eyes.
Yun Jiangli calmly looked at the person in front of him who couldn’t even stand steadily, knowing that he was talking nonsense about finding his companions, but he still nodded and turned around to leave.
The person was saved anyway.
He himself is unwilling, and Yun Jiangli has no intention of forcibly becoming a good person either.
Moreover, he was someone who puts a blade on his neck as soon as he opens his eyes.
It would have been fine if he had just put the blade to the ground, but he even attacked him.
Yun Jiangli glanced at him indifferently. The youth was obviously injured so badly that he could hardly stand steadily. His face was covered with dirty blood, and his original appearance could not be seen clearly. However, his eyes were bright and stubborn.
With red eyes and a ferocious look, he looked like a dying beast, and all the hair on his body stood up.
Full of vigilance and aggression.
He held the short blade tightly in his hand the whole time, looking trembling. It is estimated that Yun Jiangli could just stretch out a finger and push the person gently, and the person would fall down.
Yun Jiangli didn’t want to stay any longer, so he nodded slightly and walked away.
“Plop—”
Yun Jiangli had just taken a few steps when he heard a muffled sound from behind him, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.
He hesitated for a moment, but couldn’t help but look back.
Yun Jiangli: The little leopard that was fighting fiercely with me just now has fallen face down on the ground, motionless.
Yun Jiangli stood where he was, a rare hint of helplessness showing on his usually cold and expressionless face.
In fact, saving this youth was also an accident.
When Yun Jiangli was passing by the woods, he heard the sound of fighting and went in the direction of the sound.
At the end of the woods, he saw several assassins in black chasing a young man. Every move they made was aimed at his vital points. It was obvious that they had no intention of letting him walk out of the woods alive.
Originally, Yun Jiangli was still watching hesitantly, but then he saw the youth step into the air and roll down the cliff.
But the assassins still refused to let him go and chased after him closely.
When Yun Jiangli saw this situation, he knew that these people must be strictly trained assassins. If they were ordinary assassins or robbers, they would not be so relentless.
He hesitated again and again, but finally leaped up, and a soft sword stabbed forward with a cold and bright light as he moved.
The assassins obviously did not expect to meet someone meddling in other people’s business in this place. They were caught off guard and were injured directly from behind by Yun Jiangli.
After Yun Jiangli quickly dealt with the several assassins, he regained his calm demeanor, as if the person who had just attacked with such ferocity and decisiveness was not him.
He frowned slightly and took out a handkerchief from his pocket.
While wiping the remaining blood on the sword with a look of disgust, he thought that since the assassin had been killed, then… should he also take a look at the person he had accidentally saved?
Yun Jiangli put away his soft sword and walked down the path along the edge of the cliff.
When he reached a cave halfway up the mountain, he saw the barely alive youngster.
The youngster’s white clothes were already marred by blood and dirt.
The scars could not obscure his handsome features, and his pale face looked fragile in the moonlight.
Yun Jiangli stopped and thought about the thin youth he had just seen from afar. He was like a bow stretched to its limit, fighting the assassins with all his might. He was clearly at a disadvantage at every step, but he was still stubborn and refused to fall.
Yun Jiangli sighed softly.
He squatted in front of the youth, pinched his slender wrist, and took his pulse.
With all these injuries, if he were left here, he would definitely be dead. Wouldn’t it be a waste of all the fights he just fought?
Thinking of this, Yun Jiangli took out the medicine bottle he carried with him from his arms, poured out a pill, and fed it into the youth’s mouth.
He gently opened the collar of his shirt to check the wound and prepared to apply some hemostatic powder and bandage it briefly before taking him away.
Otherwise, the youth would have died of blood loss before they could leave the forest.
He doesn’t know if it was because the medicine was too effective or not, but when he was bandaging him, the youth woke up for a moment in a daze, raised his hand, and clawed at him while mumbling something.
With that fierce and scolding look, he seemed to think he was a brave little leopard, but in fact… in Yun Jiangli’s eyes, he was just a little cat with its claws bared.
Yun Jiangli quickly treated the most serious wounds before helping the man up. After gesturing for a long time, he finally chose “back” among the three options of holding, carrying, and carrying on his back.
The young man was thin, and he wasn’t heavy on his back.
Yun Jiangli carried the person on his back for about an incense stick of time before the person woke up.
The first thing he did when he woke up was to put a blade to his neck.
Yun Jiangli paced slowly and stood beside the youth, looking down at him lying face down on the ground with the short blade still tightly grasped in his hand.
He thought he was never a person who liked to meddle in other people’s business, especially not with a little animal that had clawed him and put a blade on his neck.
But he couldn’t explain what happened to him tonight. He actually felt a little concerned about the youth he rescued by accident.
After hesitating for a long time, Yun Jiangli squatted next to the youth again, with the attitude that he could not waste the fight he fought and could not waste the life-saving pill he fed to the youth.
However, this time, he simply grabbed the person by the scruff of the neck and carried him on his shoulders without any hesitation.
He also put away the short blade.
Otherwise, when the person wakes up, he might start waving his blade around again.
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Yun Jiangli: The first time I met my wife, he already hit me.
