Chapter 6: An Old Friend's Old Covenant and a New Marriage (3) Is He Your Lover?

Xie Yun had never expected him to believe her. Now that Yan Huinan witnessed her harming court officials, it only added another sin to her record in Yan Huinan's heart.

But she couldn't ignore the stabbing pain that was coming back to her body. And at this moment, only Han Zhen and Fei Jing were by her side.

But what Yan Huinan said the next second made Xie Yun lose her patience. She only heard him say coldly: "Si Wen, when did I allow this dumb dog to come out?"

Fei Jing had escaped on his own. His injuries hadn't fully healed yet, and at Si Wen's command, several guards rushed forward, targeting Fei Jing's old wounds and striking him, quickly subduing him and forcing him to his knees.

Seeing that Yan Huinan seemed to be siding with them, Lu Zhangyi quickly asked, "Then Miss Xie...if the Empress asks about the injuries of the palace maids later, how should I answer?"

Yan Huinan glanced at her coldly and said, "You can say that the person was injured in my house."

Upon hearing this, the head of the clothing department immediately changed his words in panic: "I dare not."

How dare she say that the man was injured in the general's mansion? Even if she said it, the queen would not only ignore it, but would even investigate what happened that led to the injury in the general's mansion.

Yan Huinan just didn't check yet. If he did, he would have discovered the wounds on Xie Yun's body. Then they would be in dire straits.

She forgot that the man standing in front of her was a man in front of whom even the emperor had to give in, and she actually tried to use the queen to threaten him.

"Since you know how to answer, why don't you get out of here?" Si Wen, who was standing aside, shouted at the group of people who were in the way.

After everyone left, only Yan Huinan and Xie Yun were left in the room.

During the fight just now, Fei Jing's old wounds had been torn, and his dark robes were soaked and stuck to his body. But he was taken away by Si Wen without any ceremony.

At this moment, Xie Yun no longer cared about her self-respect. For the first time, she begged Yan Huinan in a pleading tone: "General Yan, it doesn't matter whether you believe me or not, or how you punish me. But please don't punish Guan Feijing again, okay? He's just a mute..."

Being deprived of personal freedom is a very painful thing.

She also stopped calling him by his first name. Few people in the entire capital dared to address Yan Huinan by his first name. Previously, Xie Yun had subconsciously followed her childhood habit, but later realized that if she pleaded for mercy and gave in, how could she still be so arrogant?

Yan Huinan wasn't one to kill innocent people. He'd done his research and found out Fei Jing's ancestral home was from the Great Zhou Dynasty. Furthermore, the dog was quite honest, answering whatever he asked. So, he had no intention of killing him.

But I didn't expect him to be so loyal. He came to find Xie Yun as soon as he escaped.

Xie Yun was such a proud person that she would never let herself suffer any loss. But now she was so easily begging for mercy from him because of a mute man who had only been with her for a few years.

An inexplicable anger rose in Yan Huinan's originally calm heart.

"Why, is he your lover? Why are you defending him so much?" Yan Huinan stepped forward, grabbed Xie Yun's neck, and pushed her against the wall. "I made you Madam Yan, not to support another man."

If it were in the past, if someone had said such a rude thing to Xie Yun, she would have slapped him back. Even before that person had a chance to touch her, he had already been scared away by Yan Huinan.

But the person who said this now was the one she had believed would never betray her. She was about to raise her hand when Yan Huinan predicted her move. He grabbed her hand and said with certainty:

"Don't move, Xie Yun. If you behave yourself, I might be able to make that mute suffer less. If you don't behave yourself, you'll be able to see his corpse tomorrow."

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That night, the night was as dark as ink, outside Quchuan Garden.

Si Wen and Si Wu were waiting outside the garden. Si Wu had been away since the battle at Nangu Pass, investigating the sudden attack on the rear-line troops escorting grain and fodder. He had just found some clues when he returned to hear that the general was getting married.

The one he married was Miss Xie, who had once completely controlled General Yan.

"Brother, was the general forced by someone? Why would he marry Miss Xie...?" Si Wu couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried. There was no other reason other than being forced. "Do you think the general did something immoral to Miss Xie in his past life? It's like he owes her something."

Si Wen and Si Wu followed Yan Huinan through battle, experiencing five years of constant struggle and countless near-death experiences. They knew Xie Yun was intelligent and kind, but dozens of lives stood between them and her. They wouldn't blame Xie Yun for all the suffering they'd endured, but resentment was inevitable.

After all, when they had narrowly escaped death and the people of the Great Zhou were suffering, Xie Qingyun had risen rapidly in Daliang. As his daughter, Xie Yun was naturally protected.

Si Wen sighed, "It was the general's own request."

Si Wu almost threw the golden medicine in his hand. "What?! Why would the general do this? Has he forgotten the spirits of the old marquis and the eldest princess? How can the general be worthy of them by doing this?"

...Si Wen looked towards Yan Huinan's room, where a single lamp was on, making it look lonely and desolate.

"The general must be suffering a hundred times more than us right now."

Yan Huinan was struggling in pain all the time.

Si Wu was a rough man, outspoken and quick-witted. He didn't care about anything else. "General, you should just kill her directly. Let the old thief Xie feel the pain of losing a loved one first, and then kill the old thief with your own hands to avenge the old marquis and the princess."

Just as they finished speaking, they suddenly heard a loud noise of something falling in the house.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Si Wen knew why, so he stopped Si Wu from going in.

The two waited outside until midnight before Yan Huinan came out of the house.

"Have you got the gold medicine?" he asked.

Si Wu didn't know what this golden medicine was used for, so he brought it to Si Wen when he asked him to.

Yan Huinan got the medicine and walked straight out, but when he passed the courtyard gate, the branches of the dead tree next to him caught his clothes on the shoulder.

Si Wu said hurriedly, "Is there no one taking care of this dead tree? It's been so long, and every time the general comes back, one of his clothes is torn. These old servants are so lazy. They even neglected the general's yard like this! If they can't do it, just chop it down."

As he said this, he drew his knife and chopped off the fork.

Si Wen always said that he was a grown man and talked too much all day long. But Si Wu couldn't change it no matter what he did. When he got angry, he couldn't help complaining.

Yan Huinan didn't care and went straight to Shuangxue Garden.

It was only when he arrived at Frost and Snow Garden that Si Wu realized what this golden healing medicine was used for.

Inside the room, Xie Yun's needle marks were all red, swollen, and inflamed, the pain making it hard for her to sleep. With the exception of the newly acquired Han Zhen, everyone in the mansion hated Xie Yun, leaving her without even a servant.

Xie Yun, a young lady, was not worthy of her title. She had no money at all. She could only rely on Han Zhen's monthly salary to buy the worst ointments. When Xie Yun came out of the Dali Temple, all the good ointments she had on her were confiscated.

"Han Zhen, I can't reach the back of my shoulder, can you help me wipe it a little more? It hurts so much." Xie Yun's arms were all swollen, and her whole arms hurt when she bent her arms.

When they pierce the skin, they use the longest and thickest needles, which are much larger than ordinary sewing needles, and can make a real hole in the skin.

Han Zhen carefully pulled down Xie Yun's underwear, not daring to touch her skin. However, because the underwear was stained with blood and pus, it was now completely stuck to her skin. If he wanted to pull it off, he would have to expose the scar first.

Han Zhen looked at the rice-sized holes, red, swollen, and horrifying. She frowned deeply, as if every part of her body was in pain.

"Miss, this is all stuck to you. I have to take off your clothes first. It might tear the wound. Please bear with it."

Xie Yun closed her eyes, "Okay. Go slower."

After saying that, she changed her tone and said, "Forget it, just expose it all at once. A short pain is worse than a long one."

She gritted her teeth tightly, and Han Zhen peeled off her clothes in one breath. The pain made her tears flow. Only when Han Zhen was present could she hold back her tears.

"It hurts, it hurts, Han Zhen, it hurts so much."

Han Zhen also started to cry, speaking with a sobbing voice, "Wuwu, this damned Clothing Bureau! Although the injuries Miss suffered when she first came to the mansion were much more serious than this. But Miss's injuries had not healed to begin with, and now she has suffered so much torture, I don't know when she will recover... Wuwuwu."

Xie Yun is a typical person who becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent. When Han Zhen started crying, she comforted her: "Don't cry. It's okay, I'll be fine soon. I'm just worried about Fei Jing. I don't know how Yan Huinan will deal with him."

Han Zhen cried and said, "As long as the young lady shows the wound to the general, the general is a fair man and he will definitely believe the young lady! Fei Jing will be fine."

"I know he believes me." Xie Yun gasped slightly because of the pain, "But he hates me. He won't help me. He knows my temper. He knew the truth of what happened today. He just doesn't want me to gain the upper hand."

Han Zhen didn't know about the past entanglement and couldn't understand the trust between her and Yan Huinan. But he understood what Xie Yun meant.

"It's okay, just apply the medicine." Xie Yun smiled comfortingly, "When I have money later, I will return you double the money I paid you today."

Han Zhen shook his head violently, "Taking care of the young lady is what I should do! How can I ask the young lady to pay me back?!"

Xie Yun didn't say anything else. Han Zhen carefully applied medicine to her. As he did so, he said, "Miss, you're already so injured, and you're still worried about Fei Jing. He's such a powerful martial artist, he'll be fine. Is this Fei Jing someone very important to you?"

"Yes, he is a very important person." There are fewer and fewer important people in her life, and she can't lose Fei Jing again.

"Is there any special reason?"

Xie Yun nodded. "He risked his life many times to save me and my brother, but this time it was me who implicated him. What's more painful than death is losing your freedom. Can you understand? Fei Jing can't speak, and he's already much harder and lonelier than the average person. In fact, even if he hadn't risked his life to save me, he would still be a friend worth making friends with and cherishing."

Xie Yun is a very loyal person. After being forced to lose her entire previous life, she cherishes the hard-earned emotions even more.

The next morning, Xie Yun went out and unexpectedly found a pile of broken porcelain pieces in the corner of the garden. There was also a lot of powder on the ground.

She put some on her nails and knew it was the best medicine for wounds as soon as she smelled it.

She asked Han Zhen: "Who broke this?"

Han Zhen shook his head. "The mansion has been robbed lately, and everything's been lost. Maybe one of the servants stole some of the mansion's fine medicine to resell, and it fell while climbing over the wall."

Xie Yun did not doubt it, but asked Han Zhen to get a new porcelain bottle and refill the precious medicine.

"It's too expensive, just serve all the clean ones."