Chapter 613 My life was saved by Little Mianmian
During his years on the run, Hai Qingyang had seen all sorts of vicious bandits, but this was the first time he had ever seen such a deadly killing cane.
Miss Ren vanished in the moonlight, her blood nourishing the large tree with its crimson blossoms.
His body trembled slightly as he carefully jumped down from a nearby tree.
Even with his exceptional lightness skills, he dared not act recklessly at this moment and could only carefully leave the place step by step.
However, the big tree still spotted him, and its blood-stained vines attacked Hai Qingyang.
Hai Qingyang was shocked. He took a few steps back, drew his longsword, and swung it at the vine.
The vines were cut in two, but quickly returned to normal and launched an even fiercer attack on Hai Qingyang.
Hai Qingyang continued to swing his longsword, chopping at the vines, but the more he chopped, the more vines appeared. Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.
He watched as the vines gradually wrapped around his feet.
Hai Qingyang cried out in pain; the vines wrapped around his body felt as uncomfortable as being bound by wire.
The more he struggled, the tighter the vines wrapped around him.
Hai Qingyang's face turned bluish-purple, and his breathing became rapid as the vine wrapped around his chest.
At that moment, he couldn't help but think of his deceased brother, as well as his father and mother.
The feeling of impending death swept through my entire body.
He could almost picture himself being strangled to pieces.
The rattan tightened its grip on him, tearing his clothes bit by bit.
As the clothes on his chest were pulled apart, the amulet that Hai Qingyang had been carrying in his arms accidentally fell out.
He endured the excruciating pain, slowly opened his eyes, and couldn't help but think of Xiao Mianmian's words.
“Mr. Qingyang, if you encounter any danger, take this; it might save your life.”
Hai Qingyang snapped back to his senses, stretched out his hand with all his might, gripped the amulet tightly, and slammed it down heavily on the vine.
The amulet clung tightly to the vine, as if scorching it with a burning flame.
The rattan immediately released Hai Qingyang and retreated.
Hai Qingyang seized the opportunity and leaped away from the spot.
The rattan tried to chase after them, but Hai Qingyang turned around and shoved the talisman in his hand at it, forcing the rattan to retreat again.
After a chase, Hai Qingyang successfully left Qilin Mountain.
After descending the mountain, the vine never reappeared.
Hai Qingyang mounted his horse and kicked its belly twice, causing it to gallop quickly.
He lay on the horse's back and slowly closed his eyes.
Miss Ren never came down from the mountain. The servants and young men went up the mountain to search for her, but only found some fragments of clothing.
They assumed the young lady had been eaten by wild animals in the mountains, so they took some torn clothes back to the Ren residence to report the death.
Hai Qingyang returned to the capital before the Ren family.
That day, Du Wanchun and Xiao Mianmian had just returned from the Han residence.
Just as their carriage arrived at the palace gate, they saw a horse parked in front of the gate, with a person lying on its back.
Little Mianmian, with her sharp eyes, immediately spotted Hai Qingyang as soon as she pulled back the carriage curtain. "Mother, it's Mr. Qingyang!"
Upon hearing this, Du Wanchun immediately looked in the direction she pointed and saw that it was indeed Hai Qingyang. She immediately sent someone to bring him back to the palace.
Hai Qingyang was covered in wounds, all from cuts made by vines.
Du Wanchun watched quietly from the side, her eyes clearly darkening; such an injury was no simple matter.
She deliberately did not allow the imperial physician to examine his injuries.
Little Mianmian took the initiative to take Hai Qingyang's pulse. Despite her young age, her face was filled with worry. "Mother, Mr. Qingyang is seriously injured. If he had come back any later, he might not have survived."
Du Wanchun took out the pills in her hand and fed them to Hai Qingyang, saying, "It's already good that he can save his life."
Little Mianmian nodded obediently and took out silver needles to perform acupuncture on Hai Qingyang.
Despite the pain, Hai Qingyang slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Xiao Mianmian and Du Wanchun in front of him, he relaxed completely. He slowly opened his hand, revealing the amulet in his palm, and smiled, "Thank you for the amulet, Your Highness and Princess."
He was still somewhat weak and spoke with a weak voice.
Xiao Mianmian smiled and said, "Mr. Qingyang, don't rush, focus on healing your injuries first."
Hai Qingyang obediently lowered his hands, allowing Xiaomianmian to continue administering acupuncture to him.
Du Wanchun sent a palace maid in to bandage his wounds.
The arrival of the two palace maids startled Hai Qingyang. "No, Your Highness, I'll do it myself."
Seeing his appearance, Du Wanchun immediately summoned two more eunuchs.
Hai Qingyang's complexion improved considerably after that.
Although he was about the same age as Zhou Ruiyuan, he had never been close to a woman before, so he would get extremely nervous whenever he saw women, which was a stark contrast to his usual aloof demeanor.
After Xiao Mianmian finished receiving the acupuncture, Du Wanchun asked Qiao Meiren to take her home, while she stayed behind to question Hai Qingyang.
"What happened to you on Qilin Mountain?" Du Wanchun walked to the incense burner and lit a concentrated incense stick.
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