Yun Qingran walked around the courtyard. Since the courtyard was not a place where anyone could hide, she went into the house.
The room contained only simple tables, chairs, a bed, curtains, and a small cabinet—the cabinet was too small for a person to squeeze into. It was also impossible for anyone to hide inside.
There was a cup of tea on the table, full of tea, which Yun Qingran touched and found had gone cold.
“He really escaped.” Pei Chen sheathed his sword and lowered his guard.
"Your Highness, Princess Rongchang, Brother Pei, let's go! Go back and immediately send men to conduct a thorough search. Maybe we can still catch up." Jiang Yunqi put down the broom he was holding for self-defense. Based on his experience in handling cases, the owner of the house had already left. They were too late.
"No, there's a problem." Yun Qingran didn't leave; she looked up at the three of them.
"What's wrong?" Jun Molin asked.
“We came here immediately after we got Xuanling’s address from Ranran. There’s no way Xuanling could have known we were coming beforehand. It’s also impossible that he left because he had something to do; he didn’t take any luggage.” Yun Qingran pointed to the Taoist robe and compass on the bed, which were Xuanling’s personal belongings.
"Where did Xuanling go? Did she go out shopping?" Pei Chen asked, puzzled.
Jun Molin glared at Pei Chen, who had interrupted Yun Qingran's train of thought, and then said, "I have checked the room; there are no traps."
"Not necessarily." Yun Qingran shook her head, walked around the room once, and then started walking.
"What is Miss Yun doing?" Pei Chen asked Jiang Yunqi softly. He didn't dare to ask the prince, because the prince would only give him a sharp look and tell him to go cool off somewhere else.
“Princess Rongchang must be measuring the size of this house.” Jiang Yunqi noticed that Yun Qingran was walking in a straight line, and each of her steps was about three feet.
"Why is Miss Yun measuring the size of the house?" Pei Chen continued to ask.
"They're probably looking for a darkroom," Jiang Yunqi said, though he wasn't entirely sure.
After Yun Qingran finished walking, she suddenly pointed to the wall in front of her and said, "There's a secret room."
She had just measured the room from outside; it was twenty feet long. Now, measuring it from inside, it was only seventeen feet long, indicating that there was a dark room three feet in size inside.
Before Yun Qingran could finish speaking, the wall in front of her suddenly exploded, and a long sword emerged from the debris, its blade pointing directly at her chest.
The opponent was extremely fast, and because the wall had shattered and fragments were flying everywhere, Yun Qingran instinctively reached out to cover her face. She didn't see the long sword stabbing towards her, and by the time she sensed the killing intent and tried to dodge, it was already too late.
"Pfft!" The longsword pierced into flesh and bone, and blood spurted out, blooming into a blood flower in the air.
"Jun Molin!" Looking at Jun Molin, who was stabbed in the face, a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his pale purple eyes trembled. Yun Qingran's heart seemed to stop beating.
Just as the longsword was about to pierce her heart, Jun Molin rushed over at lightning speed, grabbed her, spun around, and took the fatal blow for her.
"Your Highness!" Pei Chen rushed over as soon as he saw that his lord had been struck by a sword.
"Yun Qingran, die!" Xuan Ling missed his first sword strike, so he thrust out a second one.
Pei Chen blocked with his scabbard, then drew his longsword and engaged Xuan Ling in a fierce battle.
"Jun Molin, it's alright, it's alright, you'll be fine." Yun Qingran's eyes stung, and tears streamed down her face. She gently helped Jun Molin lie down and then took out the medicine she always carried with her.
Her hands trembled slightly; she tried her best to control them, but they still shook violently. Her tears flowed even more freely; she had just seen Xuan Ling's sword pierce Jun Molin's heart.
"Don't be afraid." Jun Molin pressed down on her trembling hand, looked at her with warm eyes, and gently uttered these two words.
His large hands were warm and dry. When they were pressed against hers, Yun Qingran felt her cold body warm up rapidly, and her hands stopped trembling.
She immediately poured out all the medicine from the small porcelain bottle and stuffed it all into Jun Molin's mouth. Then she took out another small porcelain bottle, poured out a red pill, and placed it under Jun Molin's tongue so he could hold it in his mouth.
After taking the medicine, the rate at which the blood was flowing out slowed down.
Yun Qingran took Jun Molin's hand to check his pulse, her heart sinking. The sword had pierced his heart and lungs, and he was now in critical condition.
Xuan Ling was still recovering from serious injuries and had lost her right arm, which greatly reduced her combat power. She was subdued by Pei Chen in just three rounds.
"Pei Chen, we need to get to the palace quickly," Yun Qingran called out to Pei Chen.
"Yes, Miss Yun." Pei Chen knocked Xuan Ling unconscious with a punch, handed her over to Jiang Yunqi, and then immediately went to find the carriage.
"Princess Rongchang, is the Prince alright?" Jiang Yunqi asked anxiously, looking at Jun Molin lying on the ground, unconscious and his life hanging in the balance.
"He'll be fine. Even if the King of Hell himself comes, he won't be able to take Jun Molin's life from me." Yun Qingran's eyes flashed with a powerful and domineering gaze.
As she spoke, she took out a needle belt from her bag and pulled out silver needles, sticking them into Jun Molin's chest.
"You can definitely do it." Jiang Yunqi was absolutely certain that Yun Qingran would save the prince.
Pei Chen quickly found a carriage, drove it, and Yun Qingran and Jun Molin were in the carriage. The three of them sped towards the palace.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way, all of you!" Pei Chen whipped the horse's rump hard, shouting at the people in the street.
People and horses were thrown about, and stalls were overturned all over the ground.
"Who is this, daring to ride a horse so freely in the street?"
“That’s Guard Pei, His Highness the King of Northern Cold’s personal guard.”
"Why would His Highness the Northern Cold King's personal guard be in such a hurry? Who is in the carriage?"
"When the curtain was fluttering just now, I think I saw His Highness the Northern Cold King and Yun Qingran. His Highness the Northern Cold King was lying down and looked like he was dead."
"Ah, His Highness the King of Northern Cold is dead!!!"
...
If His Highness the King of Beihan dies, then Beiyin will lose its God of War. Will Beiyin still be able to dominate the three kingdoms and will the borders remain peaceful?
The entire capital was abuzz with discussion and unease, with everyone speculating whether His Highness the Prince of Beihan was truly dead.
Upon arriving at the palace, Pei Chen produced his token, the palace gates opened wide, and the carriage continued its rapid journey after entering the palace.
The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Imperial Hospital, and Pei Chen carried Jun Molin into the Imperial Hospital.
"Ah, Your Highness, the Prince of Beihan!" The imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital were terrified when they saw Jun Molin covered in blood.
"Don't just stand there, prepare these medicines: ginseng, snow lotus, plantain..." Yun Qingran told the imperial physician the medicinal herbs she needed one by one.
"Listen to Miss Yun, hurry up and go!" Seeing the imperial physicians standing there dumbfounded, Pei Chen roared, "If you delay the prince's treatment, ten of you won't be enough to chop off your heads."
"Yes, yes, yes." The imperial physicians hurried to find the medicinal herbs that Yun Qingran had requested.
Pei Chen placed Jun Molin on the bed and looked at Yun Qingran with pleading eyes, "Miss Yun, you can definitely save the prince, right?"
"Yes, I will definitely be able to save him." Yun Qingran looked at Jun Molin's face, as if answering Pei Chen, but more like making a promise to herself.
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