Chapter Sixty-Two: He still had the mind to think about these things.

"My cousin was injured while saving me, so it's only natural that I'm worried about his injuries," Shen Qingnian said calmly.

"Besides, the bleeding hasn't stopped yet."

Shen Qingnian spoke to herself, a hint of worry in her eyes.

Xie Yanzhi saw her long eyelashes fluttering and casting a silhouette on her delicate face.

Her cherry-like little mouth opened and closed, sometimes revealing her little tongue.

Xie Yanzhi swallowed hard, then leaned in and gave that sweet and soft treat a light peck.

"You!" Shen Qingnian blushed. Even at a time like this, he still had the mind to think about these things.

Xie Yanzhi simply looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Master! We've arrived!" Yuan Qing stopped the carriage and reached out to lift the curtain for them.

Shen Qingnian looked up and saw the large, gilded characters on the plaque: Chunchang Garden.

Two maids hurried out to welcome them inside.

"Go quickly and call Doctor Zhou," Yuan Qing instructed, helping Xie Yanzhi into the house.

Another maid took Shen Qingnian and Ling'er to another room to wash up.

After all, there were still some bloodstains on Shen Qingnian's clothes.

Doctor Zhou quickly came over, lifted the clothes and saw that the wound was a sword wound.

The skin and flesh at the wound site were turned outwards, which looked rather horrifying.

Yuan Qing blamed himself, "It's all my fault for not protecting Master..."

But if it weren't for Miss Qing distracting him, with his skills, he wouldn't have been injured at all.

As Doctor Zhou applied medicine to the wound, Xie Yanzhi's forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat, and his hands clenched into fists.

"Sir, you can't take such risks next time. If anything happens, let me be the one to protect you."

Yuan Qing felt a pang of heartache looking at Xie Yanzhi's appearance.

But Xie Yanzhi felt somewhat fortunate that he had protected her at the time.

If it were Shen Qingnian who was injured, she, a woman, probably wouldn't be able to withstand such a severe sword wound.

Xie Yanzhi thought about it carefully and realized that the men in black were too ruthless. It seemed that the person behind the scenes had no intention of leaving any survivors.

However, those ruthless moves seemed familiar to him.

Yuan Qing asked, "Master, who on earth would dare to send someone to assassinate you?"

Xie Yanzhi said coldly, "It's just that some old foxes can't sit still anymore."

At that moment, the sound of a teacup shattering came from the study of the Marquis of Guangde's residence.

The person kneeling on the ground had their head down, and their hands and feet were trembling slightly.

Lu Yuanzhang sat on the pear wood chair and picked up a teacup, throwing it at the person on the ground.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!" The veins on Lu Yuanzhang's neck bulged, clearly indicating that he was extremely angry.

Blood instantly seeped from the man's forehead, but he dared not pay attention to the wound and quickly begged for mercy: "Second Master, spare my life! Young Master Xie did not know that we were sent by Second Master."

"He killed all the men he sent out, and the last one committed suicide by poisoning himself without uttering a single word."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuanzhang's anger subsided slightly.

But he has already alerted Xie Yanzhi this time, making it difficult for him to deal with Xie Yanzhi in the future.

It's all Xie Yanzhi's fault. That little brat actually managed to trace the clues back to him.

And then there was Xie Min's incident last time, which was such a huge disgrace to their Jingnan Marquis's mansion.

There was no further word from Xie Yanzhi afterward.

They didn't even bother to come and demand an explanation, let alone submit a petition to impeach him.

Based on his understanding of Xie Yanzhi, he knew Xie Yanzhi must have a backup plan.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but admire Xie Yanzhi's composure at such a young age.

"According to news from Lingnan, the Crown Prince has not yet found the ledger."

The man on the ground said something else.

Lu Yuanzhang stood up, walked to the man on the ground, and looked down at him condescendingly: "Find the account book quickly, or else..."

The man on the ground, looking into Lu Yuanzhang's eyes which were like those of a venomous snake, lowered his head and said respectfully, "This humble servant will find the ledger as soon as possible!"

"Get out!" Lu Yuanzhang flicked his sleeves, looking impatient.

The man scrambled out of the study.

At Chun Chang Garden, Xie Yanzhi had just finished bandaging his wound.

Then a familiar voice was heard: "Yan-ge'er! You've come."

An old woman came in leaning on a cane, her eyes filled with kindness as she looked at Xie Yanzhi.

"Momo!" Xie Yanzhi quickly pulled up his clothes to cover the wound, and got up to help Hua Momo sit down.

Hua Momo was the wet nurse of Xie Yanzhi's mother, Yang Shi, and had always taken care of him.

Before she died, Madam Yang was worried that after she was gone, Xie Yanzhi would still be so young and there would be no reliable person by his side to take care of him. She was really worried about him.

He then begged Xie Songyan to let Hua Momo stay by Xie Yanzhi's side and take care of him.

Therefore, in Xie Yanzhi's heart, Hua Momo was like a family member. When he was young, he often listened to Hua Momo talk about his mother. She always accompanied him and helped him through those difficult years in the Marquis's mansion.

Now that Hua Momo is old and has no children, Xie Yanzhi has settled her in Chun Chang Garden, hiring maids and servants to take care of her so she can live out her remaining years in peace.

"Yan-ge'er, I've saved some crystal cakes for you." As she spoke, Hua Momo took out an oil paper package from her sleeve.

She fed Xie Yanzhi pastries bite by bite.

Shen Qingnian had also changed her clothes. Thinking that Xie Yanzhi had saved her life, she came over to check on him.

As soon as he entered, he saw an old lady sitting with Xie Yanzhi, feeding him a piece of pastry.

The old lady wore a jade headband and her clothes were made of the finest material with exquisite embroidery, yet they were not extravagant. She was clearly a reserved person of high status.

His eyebrows and eyes were kind, which inexplicably made her feel a sense of familiarity.

Xie Yanzhi obediently ate the pastries she handed him, bite by bite.

The scene was as harmonious as a grandmother feeding her grandson.

Shen Qingnian found it rather strange that Xie Yanzhi could be so docile.

He looked just like the big wolfhound from next door, enjoying being petted by its owner, happy and content.

I don't know who this old lady is.

Seeing Shen Qingnian enter, Xie Yanzhi turned around and looked at her gently: "You've come."

Hua Momo followed Xie Yanzhi's gaze and looked over, but after just one glance, the crystal cake in her hand fell to the ground.

Her eyes immediately welled up with tears, and she called out, "Miss Wanyun!"

Shen Qingnian was somewhat surprised. Miss Wanyun! Her mother's name was Su Wanyun.

Is this old lady calling her mother's name?

A bad feeling rose in her heart.

Xie Yanzhi glanced at Shen Qingnian and saw that her eyes were also full of confusion.

Yuan Qing coughed and said, "Mmm, this is Miss Qing, not Miss Wanyun!"

Hua Momo didn't believe it. She rubbed her eyes, then took two steps forward with her cane and looked at it carefully.

Shen Qingnian also held her breath, letting Hua Momo stare at her. She glanced at Xie Yanzhi out of the corner of her eye and saw that he was watching them. There was a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

She secretly prayed that her friend wouldn't recognize her.

Hua Momo tremblingly reached out and touched the corner of her eye, then shook her head and muttered to herself, "Oh, so it wasn't."

Miss Wanyun has a red mole under the corner of her left eye, while her eldest daughter, Yang Huixin, also has a red mole under the corner of her right eye.

So the two became close friends.

Although the girl in front of me doesn't look like her, she does resemble Miss Wanyun very much.

Then, as if remembering something, she asked Xie Yanzhi, "Yan-ge'er, have you married the girl you were betrothed to yet?"