"It's not very serious." Yan Yuning frowned and raised her hand.
Xuan Yanyu's eyes fell on the blood-stained cuffs, and his heart suddenly tightened. He carefully lifted his sleeves. The wound caused by the sword was still bleeding, and his fingers were swollen.
"Yan Yuning, not serious? You..." Xuan Yanyu's throat choked slightly, he bent down and picked her up, looking at Murong with gloomy eyes, "Take him with you."
Yan Yuning looked at the coldness in the man's eyes and her heart sank. She couldn't get rid of him.
Let's talk about the future later. He won't let go. No matter how many times she quarrels with him, it's all in vain. She doesn't want to quarrel with him in the future.
He was unhappy and she was unhappy too. She would stay here with him as long as she could.
Xuan Yanyu anxiously carried Yan Yu Ning all the way to the inn.
Ye Chen dragged Murong and followed behind him, panting.
"Actually, you can take a carriage." Yan Yuning tidied up her hair that was messed up by the wind.
On the way, she wanted to speak several times, but he always said, "It's okay, don't be afraid, we'll be at the inn soon."
Later she was too lazy to say anything and let him run away.
She wasn't tired anyway.
“……” The man was silent.
"Ugh." Murong hung his head and vomited all over Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's body stiffened and his fists clenched.
Xuan Yanyu looked at them with disdain, turned around and carried Yan Yuning into the room.
"Your Highness."
"Your Highness."
Ye Jian and Imperial Physician Wen bowed in greeting.
"I see that A-Yao is badly injured, so I'll treat Yan Yu-ning's wound first."
Ye Jian looked at Yan Shiyao who was unconscious on the bed, then glanced at Yan Yuning who was still quite energetic in Xuan Yanyu's arms, and looked at his own prince with an indescribable expression.
Xuan Yanyu lowered his eyes to look at Yan Yuning, "Don't think too much. I'm just afraid that Ayao will wake up and blame me. After all, Ayao cares about you very much."
Yan Yuning nodded in agreement.
"First, check on my sister's injury..."
"Why aren't you coming?" Xuan Yanyu's eyes turned cold. "If A Yao wakes up and sees Yan Yu Ning unconscious due to excessive blood loss, how can I explain this to her?"
The corners of Imperial Doctor Wen's mouth twitched. Why wake up? Miss Yan is so badly injured that she will be in a coma all night.
"Miss Yan, please stretch out your hand." Imperial Doctor Wen took a clean handkerchief and wiped the blood around Yan Yuning's wound.
"Hiss..." A muffled groan came from Xuan Yanyu's throat, and a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
Yan Yuning silently withdrew her hand and pinched the man's waist unconsciously because of the pain.
Ye Jian pursed his lips. Miss Yan didn't even cry out in pain, but his prince "hiss." What?
Are you feeling distressed?
After treating the wound, Xuan Yanyu placed Yan Yuning on a wooden chair, and told Imperial Physician Wen to treat Yan Shiyao, then followed Ye Jian out of the room.
Imperial Physician Wen had a worried look on his face. If Miss Yan's injuries were fatal, he wouldn't be seeking medical attention now.
As evening approached, Yan Shiyao did not wake up and instead developed a high fever.
Imperial Doctor Wen prepared another dose of medicine and asked Yan Yuning to feed it to Yan Shiyao.
Looking at Yan Shiyao who was unconscious on the bed, Yan Yuning sighed, [Fa Fa, who took Murong's son away? ]
Fa Fa: [Sir, on the day of Mu Xi and Murong's wedding, the child Shu Qi was taken away by the Sir and secretly raised in the manor.]
Fa Fa: [Because he looked down on the status of the maid Xiao Yi, he believed that only the daughter of a noble Shangshu Mansion could give birth to a child worthy of being the legitimate son of the prefect.]
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