Chapter 30: Injured
"My Lord."
Another person jumped down from the wall and walked over. Seeing that his own marquis was holding the girl's hand tightly, Ling Feng turned his back and refused to look at her.
Jiang Lan was both embarrassed and angry, and she wanted to bite him.
Seeing that she was really angry, Qi Wuhan let go of her hand. A little girl needs to be coaxed slowly and one should not rush into things.
Ling Feng reported to him in a low voice. Qi Wuhan raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of a smirk on his lips, "It's that old bastard again. He's really haunting us."
He asked Ling Feng to stay and protect Jiang Lan, and told her that he would be back soon, his tone as gentle as if he was coaxing a child.
As he turned to leave, he heard her whisper, "Be careful."
A gentle smile appeared in those peach blossom eyes, as if a tree full of gorgeous peach blossoms was in full bloom.
The moment he came out of the bamboo garden, the smile in his peach blossom eyes faded, and his gaze instantly became cold and evil, as if a demon imprisoned in the abyss was released, and he stretched out his dark wings gracefully and lazily in the moonlight.
The beautifully carved bone fan shone with a cold white light in the moonlight, like the fangs of a wild beast, ready to move.
He strolled along the path in the bamboo forest, waving the white bone fan in his hand, as if he was taking a walk in his own yard, with a hint of charm in his leisurely manner.
"The moon is beautiful tonight, I should enjoy it with my beautiful woman."
When I walked out of the bamboo forest, I ran into a group of people in black.
The leader wore a green-faced, fanged demon mask that shone coldly in the moonlight. He was White Tiger, one of the four elders of the Black Lotus Sect.
He had led people to assassinate Qi Wuhan many times before, but never succeeded.
The eyes behind the mask were brutal and cruel, revealing a cold and cunning hostility. His eye sockets were slightly sunken, with a few crow's feet. He looked like an old vulture, but his brutal nature had not diminished but increased, and he was becoming more vindictive.
Behind him were two men in black, one of whom was carrying a sack on his shoulder, which seemed to contain a person.
"You are already so old and still doing these sneaky things. Aren't you ashamed? I am ashamed for you." Qi Wuhan raised his fan to cover his eyes, looking as if he couldn't bear to look.
"You were lucky enough to survive last time, but you'll leave your life here tonight." A slightly hoarse and cold voice echoed in the bamboo forest like a ghost's cry. "His life is mine, and you are not allowed to interfere."
"Elder, we've already got him. Let's retreat first. Besides, you can't defeat him—"
"Shut up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the other party jumped up and pounced on Qi Wuhan like a tiger pouncing on its prey. There was a sharp cold light flashing between his fingers. They were tiger claws made of fine steel, so sharp that they could kill him with one blow of the Black Tiger Heart-Ripping Technique.
Qi Wuhan dodged to the side and avoided the Black Tiger's heart-piercing move. He turned and swept his fan and pushed the man back.
Seeing that their elder was at a disadvantage, two men in black drew their swords to help. The three of them surrounded Qi Wuhan, but still could not gain much advantage.
The sound of fighting attracted the nearby black-armored guards.
Seeing that they could not win the battle, the Black Armored Guards arrived again, and if they didn't leave now, they would not be able to escape.
The two men acted decisively, throwing out a thunder and fire bomb to create smoke cover, and one of them grabbed one of the arms and pulled away the White Tiger Elder who was determined to fight to the death.
After the smoke cleared, the three men disappeared, but the sack remained where it was.
A black-armored guard opened the sack and found a person inside.
His hands and feet were tied with hemp ropes and his mouth was sealed.
"Isn't this the old tutor? How did he become like this?" Qi Wuhan pretended to be surprised, then realized that people were not allowed to speak, so he signaled to the black-armored guards to untie the man.
This old tutor is the current principal of Dongling Academy. He once served as a tutor in the palace to teach the prince. After resigning from the post of tutor five years ago, he came to Dongling Academy to serve as the principal.
When Qi Wuhan was a child, he was the prince's study companion and had the honor of receiving his guidance. It was common for him to be slapped on the palm of his hand.
"The library is on fire, go and put out the fire!" The old tutor said anxiously as the cloth tied around his mouth was loosened.
When they arrived at the library, it was too late. The whole building was on fire. Flames were rolling with thick smoke, and tens of thousands of books were reduced to ashes in an instant. The old tutor was heartbroken and fainted in front of the building. He was carried away by two black-armored guards.
…
In Zhuyuan, Jiang Shen was still sleeping soundly. Mr. Bai took his pulse and found that he was fine.
Mr. Lin's condition was not optimistic. After being carried out of the closet, he was breathing even harder. You could hear the wheezing sound in his chest. The light in his eyes was like a fragile spider silk that was about to break. He looked like he was only breathing his last breath.
After Mr. Bai gave him an acupuncture, his breathing became a little smoother. After Mr. Bai came out, he sighed and told Jiang Lan that he might not survive until tomorrow night.
Jiang Lan went to ask Ling Feng if he could ask someone to help find a doctor named Ye Rushui, saying that the doctor was Mr. Bai's apprentice, had superb medical skills, and might be able to save Master Lin's life.
Ling Feng said that the other party was a friend of his lord and was on his way to Sangcheng.
Hearing this good news, Mr. Bai became happy again, and Jiang Lan also breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, a black-armored guard hurried over and reported a few words to Ling Feng. Then Ling Feng went over to Jiang Lan and said, "Second Miss, the Marquis is injured."
Jiang Lan's expression tightened, and her tone unconsciously revealed a bit of worry, "Is the injury serious?"
Ling Feng nodded to express his seriousness, then bowed and said, "Please ask the Second Miss to go see the Marquis."
Jiang Lan was about to agree when she suddenly realized something was wrong. The scoundrel was trying to trick her again.
"Let Mr. Bai go over."
"If the Second Miss doesn't go, the Marquis won't see a doctor."
“…”
When Ling Feng brought Mr. Bai and Jiang Lan over, Qi Wuhan was lying on a stretcher with a black-armored guard standing by his side.
There was a cut on his shoulder and his clothes were stained with blood.
Seeing that he was really injured, Jiang Lan felt a little uncomfortable. She had been cursing him in her heart for being a scoundrel, thinking that he must have lied to her about being injured.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Qi Wuhan comforted her gently, and she replied stubbornly, "Who's worried about you?"
While Mr. Bai was bandaging Qi Wuhan's wound, Jiang Lan turned her back and waited.
"My Lord, this wound doesn't look like it was caused by a sword." Mr. Bai observed the shape of the wound and knew it was not caused by an ordinary weapon.
Jiang Lan secretly glanced back to see if the wound was serious. As soon as her eyes met his exposed chest, she immediately turned her head back, blushing a little.
"I was careless for a moment and got scratched." Qi Wuhan looked at Jiang Lan's back with amusement again.
Hearing the word "scratch", Jiang Lan thought of the scratching done by a girl with her fingernails. She frowned slightly and said calmly, "My Lord, please be careful next time and don't get scratched again."
"Don't worry, it's not a scratch from a girl." Qi Wuhan curled his lips and chuckled, as if he saw through her little thoughts.
Jiang Lan ignored him.
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be a sharp blade like a flying claw." said Mr. Bai.
"The old doctor guessed correctly." Qi Wuhan glanced at Jiang Lan's back again and said playfully, "Second Miss, do you want to take a look?"
scoundrel.
Jiang Lan cursed inwardly.
When Mr. Bai was bandaging Qi Wuhan's wound, a black-armored guard came to report that three people were captured alive. Qi Wuhan asked Ling Feng to interrogate them first. After the wound was bandaged, Qi Wuhan asked the black-armored guard who was standing by to send Mr. Bai back.
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