Su Muyan's body froze when she heard this, her pupils filled with disbelief.

"Zhao Ju, you are a lunatic! You are really a lunatic!"

She didn't dare to doubt the credibility of Zhao Ju's words at all.

There is nothing in this world that this madman Zhao Ju dares not do!

Hearing her sharp words, Zhao Ju was not annoyed. Instead, he smiled gently and said, "Stop making trouble and come back with me. Your Su family has been imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison by the Emperor on charges of raising private soldiers and plotting rebellion. The Su family has also been sealed off."

He controlled the horse to gallop quickly while whispering in her ear, "If it weren't for my Zhao family's intervention, your Su family's crimes would have been proven long ago, and your father would have been beheaded."

Su Muyan felt as if she was struck by lightning. She suddenly remembered what Zhao Ju had said before and asked hurriedly.

"You just saw my eldest brother for the last time. What did that mean?"

Zhao Ju replied, "Because you ran away from your marriage, my uncle thought it was my eldest cousin who helped you escape, so he whipped him and imprisoned him in the dungeon of the Su Mansion. When Xiao Yunchen finally found him, he was only breathing his last breath."

When Su Muyan heard this, her body softened and she leaned on Zhao Ju's warm chest to support herself and not slip off the horse.

Zhao Ju took advantage of the situation and put his arm around her waist, caressing her delicate cheek with his warm fingers. "So you see, you're a wanted criminal by the imperial court, and now I'm the only one who can protect you. Come back with me, and I'll ensure your safety for the rest of your life."

His voice was gentle as water, but his hands held her body tightly like iron clamps.

Su Muyan trembled in his arms, her head was in a mess and she felt dizzy, and then her eyes went black.

Zhao Ju noticed that she was not in good condition, so he immediately spurred his horse and brought Su Muyan back to the inn.

In the room on the second floor of the inn.

The heavy rain hit the window frames, making a crackling sound, and the candlelight in the house flickered restlessly.

Zhao Ju sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Su Muyan, who was lying on the bed with a pale face.

He personally changed her wet clothes into his own white undergarments. Her pale face looked weak and bloodless against her scattered dark black hair.

When he was changing her clothes just now, Zhao Ju clearly saw bloodstains all over Su Muyan's body, which were all caused by scratches from thorns when she was escaping on the road.

There are also some old wounds that have scabbed over but have not yet fully recovered.

He stroked her thin and pale cheek with eyes full of heartache, and suddenly stood up.

He opened the door with a gloomy expression: "Where's the doctor? Why hasn't he come yet?"

The shopkeeper guarding the door shuddered with fear and quickly replied, "It should be soon. The rain is really heavy today, so it's inevitable that there will be some delay on the way."