The Imperial Palace.
With a thud, the cup smashed on the ground and shattered. The old emperor looked at the secret letter in his hands with trembling hands, which was the letter that Ji Mohan had written before.
The old emperor stared in shock at the letter, muttering to himself, "Impossible, impossible, he's dead, he can be dead!"
"He's lying to me! He's lying to me!" The old emperor refused to believe it. He angrily picked up the cup and smashed it. The eunuchs, palace maids, and servants knelt on the ground, trembling, not daring to utter a sound.
"Get out of here!" the old emperor shouted angrily. Upon hearing this, the eunuchs and palace maids quickly retreated, fearing that a moment's hesitation would offend the emperor.
The old emperor, enraged, sat down on the throne, beckoned to someone in the shadows, threw the letter on the ground, and said in a gloomy tone, "Investigate! Investigate thoroughly for me. If you find this person, kill him without mercy."
In the blink of an eye, the letter on the ground disappeared, and only the window shook.
The old emperor took a big gulp of water to calm himself down, and said in a sinister tone, "Brother, don't blame your elder brother. Blame it on us for being born into the royal family."
If they had been born into an ordinary family, they might have been a loving and harmonious pair of brothers.
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Ji Mohan felt his body was heavy. He slowly opened his eyes. The sunlight was too bright, and he squinted uncomfortably. He looked around the room warily. It was a bit dilapidated. Yan Wan was not by his side. He was a little anxious. He tried to get up by supporting himself on the bed board, but he pulled on the wounds on his body, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat.
Ji Mohan gritted his teeth and slowly sat up. He got out of bed to go find Yan Wan, but just standing up took all his strength. He looked at his trembling legs with disgust. He looked so pathetic!
Is Yan Wan in danger? Or will she abandon me and leave me in this state?
Ji Mohan was lost in thought, considering all sorts of possibilities. He was actually a little scared; he was afraid that Yan Wan would really leave him alone.
He forced himself to walk towards the door; he was really worried and wanted to see Yan Wan immediately.
When Ji Mohan reached the door, he looked as if he had just emerged from water. He gripped the door and window tightly with both hands and looked outside, but Yan Wan was nowhere to be seen.
Ji Mohan was overcome with qi and blood, and spat out a mouthful of black blood. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve in a disheveled state and wanted to go out to find Yan Wan.
No, no, she won't abandon herself, she won't forsake herself.
Ji Mohan tried to comfort himself again and again, telling himself that Yan Wan wouldn't abandon him, but his unease grew stronger and stronger. He felt so panicked, like a puppy abandoned by its owner on the roadside.
Ji Mohan continued walking outside, listening carefully to the sounds around him. Nothing, nothing at all! Yan Wan wasn't here. Where had she gone? Had she really abandoned him?
Ji Mohan hurriedly walked forward, but tripped over a tree root and fell to the ground. He tried to get up, but a tearing pain shot through his back. He was not only seriously injured externally, but also internally. Ji Mohan looked at his disheveled self with disgust and slowly closed his eyes.
Perhaps the world is right; a villain like him doesn't deserve love.
Yan Wan leaving him might not be such a bad thing.
When Yan Wan returned from outside, she saw Ji Mohan lying on the ground. She quickly put down what she was holding and ran over to help Ji Mohan up.
"Hanhan, Hanhan, are you alright?" Yan Wan looked at Ji Mohan with concern, and gently patted the dirt off Ji Mohan's body.
Yan Wan's voice interrupted Ji Mohan's thoughts. He slowly opened his dark eyes, and the pain and dishevelment in them reflected in Yan Wan's eyes. Seeing his somewhat dazed expression, Yan Wan asked anxiously, "Hanhan, what's wrong? Where do you feel unwell? Tell me, okay?"
Ji Mohan called out in a hoarse voice, "Yan—Wan—".
Yan Wan gently hugged Ji Mohan and said, "I'm here, I'm here, it's alright, we're safe now."
Ji Mohan hugged Yan Wan tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his own body. He had just really thought that Yan Wan didn't want him anymore.
Ji Mohan held her for a while, and Yan Wan quietly let him hold her. The pain, loneliness, and despair in his eyes had just been directly transmitted to her, and she only wanted to give him the best comfort.
Ji Mohan felt very insecure, probably because of his past experiences. After hugging him for a while, Yan Wan gently patted Ji Mohan's back. He had just torn his wound open, and now blood was seeping through his clothes. He needed to be bandaged up as soon as possible.
Yan Wan pulled away from Ji Mohan's embrace and said gently, "Alright, let's go inside. I'll re-bandage your wound; it's bleeding again."
Ji Mohan did not answer, but stared intently at Yan Wan.
Yan Wan sighed with heartache. Ji Mohan was so insecure; she had been so slow to realize it. She helped Ji Mohan up and gently led him into the house, then came out and took the basket she had just put down back inside.
Yan Wan took out wound medicine and gauze from the basket and looked at Ji Mohan gently, saying, "Take off your clothes, and I'll help you re-bandage, okay?"
Ji Mohan looked at Yan Wan and said, "I didn't see you when I woke up just now. Where did you go?"
Yan Wan paused for a moment, then said, "I just went out to see if the people who tried to assassinate us had come back to search for us, but I found something very strange. They all died inexplicably on the road ahead, as if they had been drained of their life force. These wound medicines and gauze are what I found on them. I saw that something was wrong, so I quickly came back."
Yan Wan explained word by word that those people seemed to have been drained of their life force, and she didn't know who did it. It seemed that this place was very dangerous, and they couldn't stay any longer.
Ji Mohan thought for a moment and asked, "Is it because their bodies look like they've been drained of blood? Their skin is bluish-black?"
Yan Wan thought about it carefully for a moment and nodded.
Ji Mohan said in a deep voice, "It seems that people from the Shangguan family have also come here."
"The Shangguan family? The Shangguan family, skilled in Gu poison?" Yan Wan exclaimed in surprise.
"Hmm." Ji Mohan nodded. What are the Shangguan family members doing here?
"Let me apply the medicine for you first." Yan Wan handed the medicine forward.
"Okay." Ji Mohan slowly undressed himself, turned around, and faced away from Yan Wan.
Yan Wan looked at the torn wound, took out a handkerchief, wet it, wiped it, poured the wound medicine onto Ji Mohan's wound, and quickly wrapped it with gauze.
As Yan Wan packed her things, she said, "It's all packed. Are you hungry? I cooked some porridge in the house over there. I'll go get it for you."
Yan Wan was about to walk outside when Ji Mohan suddenly called out to her, his voice hoarse, "Yan Wan, will you... will you always stay with me?"
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