“Why… did you save me?”
Yan Muning couldn’t help but ask in a low voice when Yun Jiangli passed by him.
Yun Jiangli paused for a moment, looking somewhat helpless. “I am a physician, how can I watch someone die without saving them?”
He didn’t stay any longer and walked out of the room with the bowl of medicine.
Only Yan Muning was left standing there in a daze.
After being stunned for a while, Yan Muning walked slowly to the bed.
While carefully cleaning the poor teacup that was completely shattered in the quilt, he comforted himself:
This big beauty, no, this physician doesn’t seem to be a bad person…
Forget it, he should heal his wounds first. He can’t run far in his current crippled state. If he runs into an assassin again, he will be doomed.
As for the news—it seems that all the assassins along the way are heading towards him, so with Xiao Jiu’s cleverness, they should be able to successfully bring the news to the emperor.
As long as the emperor gets the news, he will definitely send someone to look for him.
He had carefully left some marks along the way and estimated that it wouldn’t take long for his guards to discover him.
Even if the guards didn’t come to find him for a while, he should still heal his wounds first and then find a chance to go into the city and make contact…
In this case, if the big beauty has no other bad intentions, he can ask the emperor for a reward for him when he returns to the capital.
For example… entering the imperial medical or something.
Thinking of this, Yan Muning suddenly laughed foolishly.
He was tired of the wrinkled faces of the old men in the imperial medical, and he would be very happy if there could be such a beauty.
Yan Muning, who had temporarily planned his next step, relaxed his tense nerves a little and carefully moved himself to the bed and leaned back.
Even though he was so careful, he still broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain on his body.
Yan Muning is the youngest prince of the previous emperor and the only brother of the current emperor. He has been spoiled since he was a child and has always been the most afraid of pain. Now that he has suffered such a serious injury, he is really aggrieved.
He could only breathe heavily while mumbling to himself: It doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt, it’s fine, it will stop hurting if I puff…
When Yun Jiangli returned to the room with the medicine bowl again, he happened to see Yan Muning with red eyes, grinning and comforting him in a low voice.
He curled the corners of his lips unconsciously and suddenly felt that this little cat was actually quite cute when it didn’t bare its claws.
Yan Muning heard the sound of Yun Jiangli coming in. He seemed to feel embarrassed that he was seen in his previous state. He pursed his lips and took the initiative to greet him.
“Excuse me, what should I call you?”
Yan Muning leaned against the head of the bed and looked up at Yun Jiangli. “I… um, I’m the seventh child in the family, you can just call me Xiao Qi.”
A certain little prince was calculating in his mind, and he would never reveal his true identity.
“Yan” is the emperor’s surname. As long as he says it, he will know that he is a royal relative. But in his current crisis-ridden situation, wouldn’t it be courting death to reveal his identity?
So Yan Muning decided to take the initiative and say the title himself, which would be more flexible than being asked.
Yun Jiangli didn’t understand the youth’s thoughts. How could he change to honorifics in such a short time?
But he didn’t want to ask more questions. He just lowered his eyes to look at the person with red marks on the corners of his eyes and handed over the medicine bowl, “Jiangli.”
Yan Muning raised his hand to take the medicine bowl but had no intention of drinking it immediately. His big, round eyes stared at Yun Jiangli.
“Take the medicine and rest more. Call me if you need anything.”
Yun Jiangli felt a little overwhelmed by the youth’s passionate gaze. He lowered his eyes and used his eyelashes to hide his emotions. After giving the instructions, he turned around and walked quickly towards the door.
Yan Muning watched the door close tightly and listened attentively to the footsteps gradually fading away. Then he lifted the medicine bowl in his hand and brought it to his nose and sniffed.
It smelled very bitter. He wrinkled his nose, feeling tangled in his heart..
He dared not take this medicine.
Even though he had temporarily classified Yun Jiangli as a “good guy” in his heart.
But since he was a child, his brothers have taught him all kinds of details that he needs to be careful of, and the first thing on the list is this thing at the entrance.
Moreover, he had just experienced an assassination attempt, so he was still on high alert. Without any bodyguards by his side, how could he let his guard down?
Thinking of this, Yan Muning felt that the medicine bowl was really hot.
His eyes wandered around the room, finally landing on a potted plant by the window. He didn’t know what kind of plant it was, but it was still bright green even though it was autumn.
He climbed up from the bed quietly, fed all the medicine to the plant without leaving a drop, and said to a blade of grass with a guilty conscience, “You haven’t bloomed yet, maybe you will bloom after some nourishment.”
After doing his evil deeds, a certain little prince returned to the bed trembling again.
After all the torment, he was already exhausted by the pain all over his body. He pulled the quilt over his head and fell asleep.
Yan Muning slept soundly that night and did not wake up.
Yun Jiangli came back and changed the bandage on his wound, but also failed to wake him up.
At night, Yun Jiangli changed his calm and cold appearance during the day. He leaned lazily on the couch, propped his forehead with one hand on the table, and casually flipped through a book in the candlelight.
His long hair was casually tied loosely behind his head with a ribbon. His collar was slightly loose, revealing a beautifully shaped collarbone.
If this scene were seen by our little prince, he would probably add a definite touch to the “friendly camp” of the big beauty in his heart.
Yun Jiangli, who was gently turning the pages of a book, suddenly raised his hand to cover the candle and extinguished it, and the room fell into darkness in an instant.
When he calmly lifted his eyelids, the laziness and leisure in his eyes just now were gone, replaced by a coldness as cold as frost.
Someone broke in.
The person who came seemed to have a clear goal, and his steps were extremely light, but Yun Jiangli still noticed him sharply the moment he stepped into the yard.
Yun Jiangli raised his hand and casually tightened his collar, then pulled out a soft sword from somewhere and flashed out of the room.
The sky gradually darkened. There had been a ray of moonlight originally, but now it was completely obscured by clouds that had appeared out of nowhere. Not even a single star could be seen.
Yun Jiangli’s tall figure appeared in the courtyard. The cool night breeze blew up his clothes and long hair. His overly handsome face made the intruder completely unguarded.
“Has Your Excellent taken the wrong route?”
Yun Jiangli opened his thin lips slightly, and his indifferent voice was tinged with a hint of fatigue in the night.
The two assassins who broke in obviously had not expected to encounter the situation before them. After a brief look at each other, one of them said, “It’s none of your business. Get out of the way.”
Yun Jiangli stood still, and when he spoke again, his voice became even colder. “You two broke into my courtyard at night, but you said it was none of my business. How can this be justified?”
The other man said with some indecent teasing, “Beauty, don’t do unnecessary things. After we deal with that brat, we two brothers will come and have a good talk with you, alright?”
There was obvious disgust in Yun Jiangli’s eyes, and as soon as the man finished speaking, he had already drawn his sword.
There was a flash of cold light, and the tip of the sword, with a sharp edge, went straight to the man’s neck.
The two assassins’ plans were disrupted by this sudden change. Although they retreated in time to avoid it, one of them was injured by Yun Jiangli.
In a flash, Yun Jiangli turned the sword tip and swiftly stabbed the other person.
His sword was so strange and changeable, which was completely different from his dignified and cold appearance.
Sensing that the situation was not good, the assassins were about to withdraw, but Yun Jiangli pressed closer and closer to the outside of the courtyard…
It took only a cup of tea for Yun Jiangli to completely eliminate the two assassins.
He put away his aggressive attack, and when he stood still, he had regained his previous calm and composed demeanor.
He raised his hand and touched his chest and found that he had not brought a handkerchief with him because he had changed into undergarment. He frowned in displeasure, as if he were disgusted by the blood stain on the sword.
After much hesitation, he dealt with the bodies of the two assassins first, then picked up his sword and leisurely walked back to the courtyard.
When passing by the bedroom where Yan Muning was sleeping, Yun Jiangli paused for a moment and returned to his own room first.
While wiping the blood off the sword, he focused on the movements in the yard.
Since these assassins were able to follow the trail and find him here so quickly, they will surely not give up easily.
After changing into a clean set of undergarment, Yun Jiangli took out Yan Muning’s short blade from the box on the bookshelf and quietly entered the bedroom next door.
His ghostly figure stood in front of the couch, staring at the youth on the bed in the faint moonlight.
Yan Muning was sleeping soundly on the bed, but he seemed to be in a nightmare, with his delicate eyebrows tightly knitted together.
His forehead was covered in sweat, and a few wet strands of hair stuck to his skin. His fingertips unconsciously tightened the corner of the quilt.
Yun Jiangli took out a clean handkerchief and gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Suddenly he heard the boy muttering in a low voice, “Um, Second Brother…”
His fingers that were holding the handkerchief paused, and the youth’s soft, nasal voice sounded full of grievance, which actually aroused Yun Jiangli’s emotions that had never appeared before—
It seems like a desire to protect?
He put away the handkerchief and played with the short blade with his slender fingers, his fingertips skilfully moving back and forth across the sharp edge.
This short blade is not an ordinary thing. Judging from its size and workmanship, it should be specially made for this youth. It is shorter and thinner than ordinary dagger, with exquisite workmanship, and the materials used are not affordable for ordinary people.
When he rescued the youth, he checked carefully and found that the youth did not have anything on him that could symbolize his identity, only this short blade.
But why would such a youth be hunted so fiercely?
After thinking for a moment, Yun Jiangli leaned over slightly and gently placed the short blade on Yan Muning’s pillow. He looked at his delicate face and asked silently.
“Who exactly are you?”
