"Young Master, are you alright?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Li Xuan curled his lip in disdain.

He was still saying "Is everything alright?" If it weren't for the Sixth Princess, he might already be in the underworld by now, having drunk half a bowl of Meng Po's soup.

The doctor next to Uncle Gong is at most the same as Old Jiang. Even if we find him, he's probably not that great.

Thinking about it this way, I feel quite lucky.

"Not bad, I won't die," he murmured, but "Entangled Silk" could definitely hear him.

"Your subordinate deserves to die. I will take the young master away immediately."

“No way,” Li Xuan quickly objected. “The county is full of Imperial Guards. We can keep watch in secret. They won’t stay long.”

"Yes! 'Dawn' and I will stay by your side, young master."

The guards finally found him. Uncle Gong was reliable this time, sending these two. Li Xuan felt completely at ease.

He was playing near the tea plantation when the floodwaters breached the dam and washed away the tea plantation, creating a mud dragon.

In the face of natural disaster, his bodyguards risked their lives to find him a cave to hide in, which allowed him to escape the first wave of impact, but they were also trapped inside.

He waited for rescue alone, and when he was starving, he could only drink water to fill his stomach, which is how he was poisoned by theophylline.

Later, when the mud dragon stopped moving, the county organized a rescue operation and found him; his condition had already progressed to a serious stage.

Because all his guards had died, he lost contact with Uncle Gong for a time and was placed in the centralized treatment area.

Now that most of the poison in his body has been neutralized, the guards have come looking for him again.

Li Xuan turned over and soon fell into a deep sleep.

No one noticed that there was a veiled woman outside the courtyard wall.

A night breeze swept by, and it vanished in the next instant...