At this mont, a group of people erged from a small grove. If Mo Yan were conscious, she would undoubtedly recognize the leading man and woman as the two they had encountered in Peach Blossom Town—those who had an argunt in the alleyway.
"Tsk tsk, I thought she was formidable, but she was taken down by a re rope!" The bearded man walked past Little Black, who was struggling to stand, and looked down at Mo Yan, who had collapsed and lost consciousness, boasting with pride.
Weiya hurried over to the still-bleeding Mo Yan, quickly reached out to check her breathing and, upon finding she was still alive, silently let out a sigh of relief. She then turned to the bearded man with dissatisfaction, "Leituo, bring out the dicine quickly. If she dies, we’re going to have serious trouble."
With reluctance, Leituo took out the dicine and said impatiently, "You’re blaming ? Who was it that said this wretched girl had a fierce beast protecting her? If I had known it would be this easy, do you think I would have gone through the trouble of planning for days?"
Without responding, Weiya used water from the water sack to casually rinse the blood from Mo Yan’s wound, then took the dicine from Leituo’s hand, poured it onto the wound, and after the bleeding slowed, she roughly bandaged it with a torn piece of cloth.
Seeing the sun beginning to set, their partners urged them, "Let’s leave quickly while no one is around. If we’re discovered, it’ll be bad."
Hearing this, Leituo gestured to two subordinates, "Carry her. The rest of you, wipe away the tracks, don’t let anyone follow us."
"Yes, my lord!"
As Mo Yan was about to be taken away, Little Black let out a despondent wail. Just as it was about to risk a complete injury in a desperate attempt to save its master, it abruptly ceased struggling and could only watch helplessly as its master was carried away by the group of villains.
Xiao Ruiyuan, who was still at the Prince’s Mansion discussing affairs with Chu Heng, felt a sudden piercing pain in his chest, causing his complexion to turn dreadful and almost losing his grip on the pen.
"Hanzhang, what’s wrong with you?" Chu Heng, noticing his cousin’s discomfort, asked anxiously.
Xiao Ruiyuan shook his head slowly, clutching at his chest as if it was tied in knots, struggling to breathe. He took a deep breath and tried to relax. It took a while before he recovered.
"Hanzhang, you look very unwell. I’ll have the Imperial Physician co to check on you!" Chu Heng, deeply concerned, feared his cousin’s old war injuries might have flared up.
"No need, cousin!" Xiao Ruiyuan rejected Chu Heng’s kindness, his voice slightly hoarse, "It must be because I haven’t rested well lately. Don’t worry about ."
Unconvinced, Chu Heng raised his voice to order the little eunuchs outside to call the Imperial Physician but was stopped by Xiao Ruiyuan, "If cousin is truly concerned about Hanzhang, let’s end here for today. I will rest tonight and continue discussing matters with my cousin tomorrow."
Xiao Ruiyuan was certain there was nothing wrong with his body, but the pang of pain he felt earlier was an unprecedented discomfort. He was perfectly fine at the mont, yet he felt uneasy, as if sothing bad had happened.
With things said to this extent, Chu Heng naturally wouldn’t insist. He personally called Xiao Eleven who was outside and instructed him to ensure his master’s safe return to the General Mansion.
Anxious, Xiao Ruiyuan hurried to the entrance of the Prince’s Mansion, swiftly mounted his horse, and galloped away, leaving Xiao Eleven surprised by the sudden departure.
Watching his master head in a direction that was not the General Mansion, Xiao Eleven suppressed his confusion and quickly mounted his horse to follow...
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