As soon as Su Wanyan transmigrated, she became the Princess Consort of Prince Gong’s Residence.
Princess Consort Gong!
Su Wanyan thought it was finally her turn for this sudden wealth...
After speaking, Yu Nanqing fell silent, which made Su Wanyan anxious. She tugged at his sleeve: "Speak! Don't just say half of what you mean!"
“These are all the eldest princess’s people. If only the eldest princess planned this, then it ends here. But if that other person was also involved…”
"Are you talking about the Emperor?"
"Mm," Yu Nanqing replied.
From the moment the guards of the Prince's Palace were replaced, he had already guessed that the plot between the Eldest Princess and Emperor Yuanhe was not limited to the palace.
Now that we already know they are planning something, if we still fall into their trap, then all the battles Yu Nanqing has fought over the years will have been for nothing.
However... his men have already been mostly eliminated by that person.
"Su Wanyan," Yu Nanqing said, "the person they're targeting this time is you."
Even if they send assassins, he is fully capable of protecting himself, but with Su Wanyan added, things are uncertain.
Either he abandoned Su Wanyan to protect himself, or he sacrificed himself to save Su Wanyan from their wrath.
No matter what he does, the Eldest Princess and Emperor Yuanhe are convinced that he cannot have the best of both worlds. They guess that under these circumstances, Yu Nanqing will definitely abandon Su Wanyan.
"Tsk, sigh!" Su Wanyan suddenly looked annoyed: "I should have written down the acupuncture and massage prescriptions for you in detail, so that even if I really died, you could find someone to treat your legs according to the prescriptions."
If Yu Nanqing continues with her treatment, her leg will definitely get better.
Yu Nanqing frowned: "Is that what you're thinking of?"
"Otherwise what?"
Yu Nanqing clenched her fist: "Why...aren't you worried about yourself at all?"
He thought she would ask him what to do next, or what he would do when the assassin actually came to him.
Unexpectedly, what I received was this sentence from her. A sharp pain pierced my heart, but deep down there seemed to be a faint joy. With life and death at stake, was she still thinking about how to cure him?
Is worrying useful?
If Emperor Yuanhe really sent assassins to kill her, then it would be a dead end. Yu Nanqing was in a wheelchair and couldn't move. No matter how good he was at fighting, she wouldn't be able to protect him.
At crucial moments, Su Wanyan never makes these futile struggles. She believes in doing her best and leaving the rest to fate. Since she has already made the greatest effort, she leaves the rest to destiny.
Anyway, she tried her best and has no regrets.
However, this time she really wasn't prepared; she didn't write down the recipe!
She's so stupid! She doesn't realize how serious the situation is! If what Yu Nanqing said is true, then she's definitely going to die tonight!
That's the emperor! What kind of capable and virtuous officials doesn't he have in the palace? If they really attack, she won't even know how she died!
Just then, the carriage suddenly lurched violently. The horses outside seemed startled, raising their forelegs and letting out a long neigh. Su Wanyan lost her balance and crashed into the carriage wall with a loud thud.
"Su Wanyan!" Yu Nanqing exclaimed, reaching out to grab Su Wanyan, but her sleeve barely brushed past his hand.
As if Su Wanyan's life had also vanished in his hands, Yu Nanqing's heart sank, and his face turned deathly pale in the candlelight.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of clashing swords rang out outside the carriage, and the carriage swayed and staggered amidst the fighting.
"Your Highness! There's an ambush!" It was the voice of the man in black driving the carriage. He tried to tighten the reins and keep the carriage steady.
"Protect the prince!" another voice in black followed, and then a flash of cold light appeared as he joined the fight.
Su Wanyan was hit on the back of the head, and she winced in pain.
"Su Wanyan!" Seeing that Su Wanyan was alright, Yu Nanqing's pale lips trembled as he spoke: "Come here quickly!"
He reached out his hand, and although Su Wanyan was right in front of him, he couldn't reach her no matter how hard he tried. It was as if there was a chasm between them. For the first time, he hated that the carriage was so spacious, no matter how hard he reached out, he couldn't touch Su Wanyan at all.
The assassins and Yu Nanqing's men kept their mouths tightly shut during the fight, making it seem like a silent battle, with only the sound of swords piercing flesh.
Su Wanyan ignored Yu Nanqing. She suppressed her pounding heart and hurriedly searched the hidden compartment in the carriage. She took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and began to write hastily.
Prescription! Prescription! You must write down the acupuncture prescription!
I'm so stupid, so stupid! How come I wasn't prepared at all? It's just like cramming for an exam at the last minute.
"Su Wanyan! Come here quickly!" As long as she stays by his side, he still has the ability to protect her!
"Pass, pass, pass! Now pass, now pass!" Su Wanyan was very obedient. Although the prescription was important, she also wanted to live. Although she could accept death, she would still want to live if she had a choice!
Su Wanyan moved the paper and pen next to him and wrote the prescription next to the wheelchair!
Just then, the carriage suddenly lurched forward, and Su Wanyan lost her balance, almost crashing into the back of the carriage again. Fortunately, this time Yu Nanqing caught her in time.
"Stop writing!" Yu Nanqing frowned.
"There's nothing I can do right now!" Su Wanyan ignored him and buried herself in writing.
Suddenly, with a "whoosh," an arrow pierced the night sky and struck the coachman in the neck. The coachman in black fell heavily into the carriage, and blood sprayed directly onto Su Wanyan's face.
Su Wanyan was startled and stared in shock at the coachman who was already dead in the carriage with his eyes open. In the blink of an eye, two more people flew over the driverless carriage and started running wildly, pulling on the reins.
Suppressing her panic, Su Wanyan wrote! She wrote as much as she could!
The paper was stained with blood, but Su Wanyan became even calmer in this situation. Yu Nanqing would definitely survive. If she really died, then this acupuncture prescription would be her legacy in this world.
Perhaps in ten or twenty years, this acupuncture method will be remembered for generations. It is a perfect acupuncture technique left behind by the Heavenly Gift System. I dare not say about other things, but it can definitely treat paralysis like Yu Nanqing's.
Yu Nanqing looked down at Su Wanyan, who insisted on writing the prescription regardless of the consequences. A sinister glint appeared in his sharp eyes. He placed his large hand lightly on Su Wanyan's head, as light as a feather brushing against a porcelain doll.
If he could, he would love to hold Su Wanyan tightly in his arms.
He won't let Su Wanyan die.
Absolutely not.
Yu Nanyi, he had better eliminate him completely today, otherwise after tonight he will make him pay double!
The carriage sped along in the wind, and soon a report came from outside: "The Prince's mansion has been surrounded by soldiers!"
The Prince's mansion is surrounded. If they return, they might be killed under the pretext of clearing out the rebels. But if they don't go back, they have nowhere to hide. This is to get rid of Yu Nanqing and Su Wanyan outside.