Su Tiyue was terrified and still in shock when Xiao Anzi frowned, climbed off her, and coughed up blood.

Afraid of frightening Su Tiyue, he raised his hand and wiped his mouth with his sleeve: "It's alright, Your Majesty... let's leave here first."

Su Tiyue nodded, glancing at Xiao Anzi's left leg, from which blood was trickling out: "Xiao Anzi, your leg..."

"It's nothing, just a minor injury." He gritted his teeth and forced a smile onto his face.

How could such a large wooden beam be unharmed after falling from such a height?

Although Su Tiyue didn't say a word, her eyes reddened.

She held the memorial tablet in one hand, and with the other hand she lifted Xiao Anzi's arm and put it on her shoulder, then helped him slowly, step by step, walk out.

...

The fire was still spreading, and everyone outside was so busy and flustered that they had no time to pay attention to Su Tiyue and Xiao Anzi, who had just come out of the thick smoke.

When Liu Wan arrived, she did not see Su Tiyue. She searched around but still could not find her.

Just when she was at her wit's end, she saw the master and Xiao Anzi at the entrance of the Buddhist hall and hurriedly ran over to help Su Tiyue support him.

Back in her room in the side courtyard of Tingyu Tower, Qingwu asked the imperial physician to examine Xiao Anzi's leg.

Xiao Anzi was, after all, just a servant, and the imperial physician who came was extremely perfunctory, casually saying that the injury was not serious.

Then the imperial physician casually applied some medicine, didn't even wrap his wound, and left...

In the end, it was Qingwu who bandaged Xiao Anzi.

Su Tiyue was still worried about Xiao Anzi's leg injury, but when she heard the imperial physician say that it was not a big problem and that he would be fine after a few days of rest, she finally felt relieved.

She took a deep breath; thinking back on what had just happened still made her feel a little scared.

If it weren't for Xiao Anzi, I'm afraid she...

Su Tiyue sat on the chaise lounge by the window, her clothes and face stained with black charcoal ash, looking somewhat disheveled.

Liu Wan came over with a tube of ointment for burns. Looking at Su Tiyue's burned hands, she felt sorry for her and scolded her softly, "Thank goodness it was a close call. If something had happened to Your Highness, how could I explain it to Master and Madam?"

Su Tiyue knew she had been too reckless and had worried Liu Wan and Xiao Anzi. She waved her small, bright red hands in front of Liu Wan.

"Liu Wan, I'm fine. It's just a little scrape. Look, you don't believe me..."

"Your Highness, you must not risk your life like this again. I am timid and cannot withstand your fright."

Su Tiyue nodded repeatedly and replied earnestly, "I understand. I promise there won't be a next time."

Seeing that she agreed, Liu Wan stopped nagging and placed the ointment on the table on the couch, preparing to apply it to her.

Just then, a sound came from downstairs.

Someone was going upstairs, their footsteps hurried and heavy, making a "thump thump thump" sound on the wooden stairs.

The two looked towards the stairwell and saw only Xiao Heye with a gloomy face.

He glanced at Liu Wan and uttered two words indifferently: "Get out."

I could tell he wasn't in a good mood.

Liu Wan put down the ointment in her hand, then glanced uneasily at Su Tiyue, and finally walked away without saying a word.