Although Qingwu possesses martial arts skills, she cannot lay a hand on these unarmed civilians, can she?

Su Tiyue shook her head helplessly, indicating that she was giving up.

If this continues, she'll probably faint before Xiao Heye returns.

Just then, Su Tiyue overheard a conversation among the people nearby.

"I heard that the late Crown Prince was injured, shot in the chest by a poisoned arrow from a Rouran soldier, and nearly lost his life."

"You've heard about it too? Alas... poor Your Highness, if it weren't for the Prince of Huainan leading the thieves to Yong'an City, our prince wouldn't have been injured..."

"That's right, that's right..."

"His Highness was injured for our sake, for the sake of Beiliang..."

"I wonder how Your Highness's injury is? I heard that no one can cure that poison."

"..."

"These past few days, I've been eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist prayers every day, just to pray for His Highness's well-being and safety..."

"My wife does the same; she goes to the temple to burn incense and pray to Buddha every day, hoping that His Highness will return in triumph soon."

"...Yes, yes, yes, we've finally waited for this day!"

Upon hearing this, Su Tiyue frowned, finding it strange. She whispered in Liu Wan's ear, "I just received a letter from Master Xiao yesterday, but he didn't mention the injury in the letter."

Liu Wan covered her mouth with her hand and answered softly, "Could it be that Master Xiao didn't want you to worry, so he didn't tell the master?"

After hearing Liu Wan's words, Su Tiyue suddenly realized that Xiao Heye had always been like this, he was used to bearing all the bitterness and pain alone.

When facing Su Tiyue, he always had a nonchalant smile on his face and would simply say: "It's nothing."

Therefore, he never mentioned this injury in his correspondence with Su Tiyue.

What an idiot. Su Tiyue cursed inwardly, her eyes unconsciously reddening.