"ah?"
Yan Shiman thought she had misheard and asked again, "What did you say?"
The north wind spoke gently and slowly again, "Your Highness, please take me back to the Prince's Palace."
"To repay me?" Yan Shiman asked in surprise, her eyes widening slightly.
Upon hearing this, Beifeng's Adam's apple bobbed, and his breathing became somewhat unsteady.
How could he say that it wasn't actually to repay the Crown Prince, but rather that when he saw the injured Yan Shiman, his affection for her had already broken through those worldly constraints and was unstoppable?
He dared not let Yan Shiman know.
But he really wanted to stay by Yan Shiman's side.
Even if he were just an ordinary guard or his servant, Beifeng would be willing to do it.
“Yes,” Beifeng said calmly. “The young master saved me, and I should do my best to repay him.”
Upon hearing this, Yan Shiman's heart was in turmoil, but he remained outwardly calm and said as usual, "I don't need you to repay me. I have always been kind. I would have rushed to save anyone in that situation. You don't need to make such a sacrifice for me."
Upon hearing this, Bei Feng paused slightly, realizing that the young master meant he was unwilling to take him into the household.
Yan Shiman saw a fleeting look of disappointment in his eyes, and noticed that his right hand was hanging limply at his sides, the gauze still covered in blood.
A sudden feeling of pity welled up inside me.
He knew that Beifeng, Nanfeng, and the others had grown up in Ziyun Tower since they were young. They were all orphans with tragic backgrounds, and becoming secret guards was their ideal and goal.
Now that Beifeng can no longer be a bodyguard and doesn't know any other way to make a living, are we really going to send him back to the countryside to farm?
Yan Shiman thought for a moment, then said, "If you really want to come back to the Prince's Mansion with me, then come with me."
I was just helping him out; I definitely didn't have any other intentions.
Yan Shiman explained to himself in his heart. He looked up at Beifeng and found a hint of a smile flash in his originally indifferent eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
Yan Shiman thought he was seeing things.
Then he heard Beifeng thank him, "Thank you, Your Highness. I will definitely obey your orders from now on."
Yan Shi nodded with satisfaction. He had accidentally brought the expert Bei Feng under his command today, which was quite a gain.
"Alright, since you've decided to come back with me, go pack your things, and we'll set off immediately." Yan Shiman gestured with her chin at him, reverting to her previous carefree and arrogant demeanor.
"And give me the medicine, I'm in so much pain!"
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The next morning, the fever that had tormented Shen Yunjiao all night finally subsided.
Fu Xia lifted the beaded curtain and entered the room to see her young mistress lying on the couch, her face flushed from the fever, her eyelids drooping, and she looked extremely uncomfortable.
"Miss, are you sure you don't need to go to the temple to call Doctor Li back?" Fu Xia asked worriedly.
Shen Yunjiao shook her head, turned over, and continued lying down.
No matter who you ask, it's no use. Only by removing this Gu worm will she recover.
Two more days.
Shen Yunjiao silently counted in her heart that she would be able to detoxify Xiao Huaijin in two more days.
Even if you feel unwell, you have to endure it; the dawn of victory is just around the corner.
Seeing that her master was so insistent, Fu Xia could only sigh, take a soft handkerchief, soak it in ice water, wring it out slowly, and place it on the girl's forehead.
This cycle repeated many times before the fever on Shen Yunjiao's forehead finally subsided.
As soon as the fever subsided, drowsiness surged in like a tide.
Shen Yunjiao drifted off to sleep again. It wasn't until evening that Shen Qinghuai finished his shift and returned home. He heard from the steward that the young lady was still sleeping, so he rushed over to check on her.
At this moment, Shen Yunjiao slowly woke up.
"How could Yun Jiao sleep for so long?" Shen Qinghuai frowned slightly. He put his hand on Shen Yun Jiao's forehead to confirm that she did not have a fever, then turned his head and instructed Lin Mama, "Bring the food up to the young lady."
Shen Yunjiao had little appetite, but seeing Shen Qinghuai's insistence, she could only obediently crawl to the bedside.
Fu Xia moved over a small wooden table so that Shen Yun Jiao could sit on the bed to eat.
Shen Qinghuai thought to himself, Yun Jiao is becoming more and more lazy and unruly. If she really marries into the royal family in the future, I wonder who will be able to control her?
Seeing her brother standing there, only staring at her eating and doing nothing else, Shen Yunjiao smiled and invited him to eat with her.
Shen Yunjiao felt much better after waking up, and she had more energy to speak.
Seeing that Shen Qinghuai reluctantly sat down, he pushed the steamed lotus root and rice in front of him, saying, "Brother, you just finished court and must be hungry. You should eat something to warm your stomach."
Shen Qinghuai nodded slightly. Just as he picked up his chopsticks, he suddenly remembered what happened at the Prince of Guangping's residence yesterday and asked, "I heard that you went to help the Princess Consort with her pregnancy yesterday."
Shen Yunjiao was slightly taken aback, "How come even my brother knows?"
Shen Qinghuai put down his chopsticks and said to Shen Yunjiao, "Everyone in the court and the public knows about the attack on the Prince of Guangping's residence by assassins yesterday. The Prince of Runan's heir saved the lives of everyone in the Prince's residence, and you protected the child in the Princess's womb. His Majesty praised the two of you highly today."
Hearing Xiao Huaijin praise her in public made Shen Yunjiao feel a little happy, but she was also a little disappointed that she hadn't heard Xiao Huaijin's praise in public.
I'll make him pay for it next time we meet.
Shen Qinghuai poured himself a glass of fruit wine and started chatting with his sister.
"This Prince of Guangping is really unlucky. The only time His Majesty sent him to inspect the salt affairs, his family suffered a disaster. Fortunately, Prince Yan passed by and saved the lives of the Princess and the old lady. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
Shen Yunjiao was listening intently and reached for the wine bottle, but Shen Qinghuai slapped her hand hard and refused with a stern face, "Sick people can't drink alcohol."
Shen Yunjiao pursed her lips and asked again, "Does the Prince of Guangping not support Xiao Huaijin's ascension to the throne? I've heard rumors that his army is stationed in the south and he doesn't seem to have any plans to hand over military power to His Majesty yet."
Shen Qinghuai's eyes flickered, and he sighed slightly, "After this incident, the Prince of Guangping will probably be even less willing to hand over military power to His Majesty."
"Why?" Shen Yunjiao asked, puzzled.
"Now that the Crown Prince has killed all the assassins, we still can't find out who sent them to assassinate the Prince. Do you think the Prince of Guangping might suspect that His Majesty did it?"
Shen Yunjiao was speechless. No matter how you look at it, Xiao Huaijin is indeed the most suspicious.
No wonder Prince Guangping was so angry yesterday that he wanted to take his sword and go to the palace to settle accounts with Xiao Huaijin.
But Shen Yunjiao had an even bigger question in her mind.
The poison used by the assassin who wanted to kill Beifeng was called Snake-Entwining Vine.
Snake-entwined vine is a desert crop, which the Northern Hu people used to make poison and fuel.
Although it is highly toxic, its effects do not spread particularly quickly, which is why Shen Yunjiao had the opportunity to save Yan Shiman.
Why would these assassins use the poison of the Northern Barbarians to harm people?
Could they be the Northern Hu people?
It seems that only one person can provide the answer for her—Yelü Qi.
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