Chapter 153 If it doesn’t work, let’s change it!
Seeing Song Lingyi jump down from such a high wall without hesitation, Lu Qian's eyes widened, his heart was in a knot, his temples were throbbing, and he subconsciously wanted to look for someone.
Chu Yizhou suddenly rushed over and hugged his legs.
"A Qian! Don't make the same mistake again!"
"There are more beautiful and intelligent women in the world than just your cousin. If that doesn't work out, let's find someone else!"
Lu Qian's dark eyes froze, and the forced composure on his face also cracked a little, as if someone had taken a sharp knife and cut open his heart. The pain instantly spread throughout his limbs and bones. He clenched his jaw and spat out two words coldly:
"Get lost."
"I won't go away!" Chu Yizhou spoke in a rare firm tone.
If he competes with the prince for a woman, he might lose his future and even his life. He values profit, but he can't just watch his good brother jump into the fire pit.
It was still cold in early spring, and the temperature was very low at night. Song Lingyi's lips were pale and she wrapped herself tightly in her spring clothes.
The mountain road was difficult to walk on after the rain, and her left foot couldn't touch the ground properly. The slightest movement caused excruciating pain, so she could only move slowly. After only a short distance, her embroidered shoes were covered in wet mud.
It was dark and quiet all around, there was no one to turn to, and she couldn't turn back.
The mountain wind and the black shadows intertwined, swaying in front of Song Lingyi's eyes like ghosts. The biting cold wind and the feeling of being isolated and helpless seemed to pull her back to the days when she was wandering in Xuancheng. Endless darkness and fear invaded her heart, and only the pain in her left foot could keep her awake.
No matter how much pain she felt, Song Lingyi did not stop for a moment.
She didn't know how long she walked, but her heart gradually grew colder, until her cheeks became cold and wet, and she realized that she was crying.
Just when Song Lingyi was despairing about the situation, the sound of horse hooves came from far ahead on the mountain road. She looked up suddenly and saw a fire dragon with an afterimage approaching her rapidly from the bend of the mountain.
The fire illuminated the mountain road.
The leading man stood tall and straight, like an eagle in the night, cold, lonely, and dominating. His narrow, phoenix-like eyes fixed on the beautiful figure, as if all the surrounding noise did not exist.
Song Lingyi stood there in a daze, and only came to her senses when the group of people reined in their horses and stopped in front of her.
The tall crimson figure swiftly dismounted from the horse and wrapped the girl in a thin silk cloak.
"Your Highness, how could you..."
Xiao Mingyi pursed his lips tightly, looking her up and down, finally noticing her dangling left foot. A murderous rage surged in his eyes, like a snowy mountain about to collapse, on the verge of losing control at any moment. He interrupted her directly:
"What happened to your foot?"
Song Lingyi's eyes flashed. She didn't want to expose Lu Qian, nor did she want him to misunderstand her. She didn't know how to explain for a moment.
Seeing that she hesitated and refused to say more, Xiao Mingyi did not rush to ask. He raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then looked coldly at the villa hidden in the mountains and forests, and gestured to the elite cavalry behind him, indicating that they should go and investigate.
"Don't."
Song Lingyi held his hand in a panic, swallowed hard, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Your Highness, can you take me back to the post station first?"
Xiao Mingyi frowned and remained silent.
This request revealed her unwillingness to pursue the matter any further, and he could not refuse. After pondering for a moment, he picked her up and carried her horizontally on the horse's back, then jumped on the horse and held her tightly in his arms.
The solid, fiery chest pulled Song Lingyi completely out of her illusory nightmare, the rich woody aroma enveloping her tightly. Her cheeks, pale from the cold, gradually grew hot. She leaned forward slightly, trying to create some distance, but the hand at her waist pressed her closer.
"What are you doing?"
“…”
A faint hot breath brushed past her ears. Hearing the restlessness in the man's tone, Song Lingyi's body stiffened slightly and she dared not move.
…
A quarter of an hour later, the cavalry stopped outside the post station.
It was already four o'clock in the morning, but the post station was brightly lit.
Hongju and a group of maids were anxiously waiting for news in the lobby. When they heard the sound of horse hooves outside the wall, they thought it was the guards returning and immediately went out to greet them.
But then they saw a group of strong men in brocade clothes and armed with swords, entering in a line and occupying the not very spacious courtyard of the post station.
As the maids were whispering to each other, a tall figure stepped in from the courtyard gate, and the person in his arms was the missing girl.
The distance was not too close and the sky was so dark that I couldn't see the man's face clearly, but from this situation, I could sense that the man's identity was not ordinary.
Hongju took a few steps forward and was startled.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince?"
Yunhe Ferry is at least a hundred miles away from the post station. The convoy set off in the afternoon. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince clearly did not follow, so how could he suddenly appear and bring the girl back?
"Bring a basin of hot water." Xiao Mingyi ordered in a deep voice.
Hongju nodded blankly, hurried to fetch water, and asked the maids in the hall to retreat to the corridor.
The lobby was bright. Xiao Mingyi put the person on the square table, then half squatted down and reached out to hold Song Lingyi's feet.
Her feet curled inward under the moon-white skirt, subconsciously not wanting anyone to touch them.
The big hand caught nothing, and Xiao Mingyi raised his head helplessly. The warm yellow candlelight reflected on her fair cheeks, adding a bit of softness. Her black eyes were still flushed. From the bottom-up angle, she looked like the fairy Lingbo in the scroll, who could not be desecrated.
His throat rolled and he said calmly, "Aren't you injured? There are no outsiders here. I'll take a look at you."
Seeing her thick and long eyelashes tremble slightly and her expression relaxed, Xiao Mingyi reached out again to hold her left foot, and without frowning, he took off the embroidered shoe covered with mud, and then took off the beige brocade socks.
The smooth and delicate snow-white feet stepped lightly on his legs, and the hem of her skirt was lifted up, revealing her red and swollen ankles.
Song Lingyi later realized that this posture was too intimate, her cheeks gradually flushed, and her toes curled up.
"Don't move."
Xiao Mingyi calmly stopped her left foot as it was about to retreat, held the sole of her foot with his big palm, and examined it carefully.
"Your ankle is dislocated. The reset process will be a little painful, but you'll have to bear with it."
After saying that, he asked the maid to get some painkillers. After the bones were straightened and the medicine was applied, the pain would be relieved.
Song Lingyi had prepared herself mentally, but when Xiao Mingyi held her ankles and toes and slowly turned them, she became so nervous that she broke out in a sweat. She clenched her hands around the edge of the table and closed her eyes, not daring to look.
In a moment, a piercing pain suddenly came.
“Hmm!”
The cry of pain was suppressed by her trembling teeth, tears wet her eyelashes, Song Lingyi slowly opened her eyes and exhaled a breath of foul air.
Xiao Mingyi opened the bottle of painkillers, dropped a few drops into his palms and rubbed them to warm them. The smell of the medicinal oil immediately spread. His rough and warm palms rubbed his ankles back and forth gently, neither too light nor too heavy.
The lobby was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Song Lingyi lowered her eyes to look at the man's serious expression. Her ears felt hot unconsciously. She bit her lower lip and spoke hesitantly:
"Why didn't you return to Kyoto today?"
"Kong Hansheng forced me to drink, and Du Xuan sent someone to tell me you were missing, so I rushed here non-stop."
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