Chapter 742 A Bone-Wounding Injury
The carriage traveled for more than half an hour before finally arriving at the Pei residence.
It was Shen Wuzheng who knocked on the door first. Since he returned from his self-study, he had been closest to Pei Xingyuan, so the doorman was familiar with him. When he saw it was him, he hurriedly opened the door and saw Yuwen Ye and Shang Ruyi following behind Shen Wuzheng.
The doorman was so frightened that his eyes widened. When he came to his senses, he immediately knelt down and bowed.
"Greetings, Your Highness, the King of Qin!"
Yuwen Ye was quite unpretentious, waving his hand and saying, "No need for formalities. Go and inform your young master that we have arrived."
The doorman hurriedly led them to the reception hall, and then scrambled away.
The three of them sat down in the reception hall, and tea and snacks were immediately served. They had just had some tea in the Shenjuan Pavilion and had no appetite at the moment, so they put it aside and waited quietly. After a while, they heard a commotion outside. A servant rushed by in a panic, and a maid cried out, "Young master, be careful!" Shang Ruyi turned his head and saw a familiar figure stumbling towards the reception hall door. As he ran, he craned his neck to have the maid beside him tie his clothes and put on his boots. After finally getting ready, he rushed into the reception hall.
It was Pei Xingyuan.
He probably never expected them to visit him today. He managed to put on his clothes, but his hair ornament was crooked. However, it didn't seem strange that all of this happened to Pei Xingyuan. In fact, he looked even more like "Pei Xingyuan" in this way.
He opened his eyes wide and looked at the familiar figures in the hall with surprise. He first looked at Yuwen Ye, then at Shang Ruyi, and finally his gaze fell on Shen Wuzheng.
"you--"
Pei Xingyuan grinned, tears welling in his eyes, and was about to rush forward to say something when he heard Shen Wuzheng coldly say, "The Prince of Qin has arrived!"
Upon hearing this, Pei Xingyuan seemed to wake from a dream, hurriedly stopping his lunging motion, and straightening his clothes again—though they were still not quite neat—before bowing to Yuwen Ye and Shang Ruyi: "Greetings, Your Highness Prince Qin, greetings, Princess Qin."
Shang Ruyi smiled, her lips pursed.
A hint of a smile flashed in Yuwen Ye's eyes, especially as he looked at him, who was still nonchalant but clearly unharmed. He raised his hand and said, "No need for formalities."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Pei Xingyuan then stood up and smiled at Shen Wuzheng, saying, "Are you satisfied now?"
Shen Wuzheng glanced at him only once before saying indifferently, "Lord Pei is joking. I followed the Prince of Qin to conquer Taiyuan and survived several bloody battles unscathed; Lord Pei, on the contrary, suffered serious injuries while staying in Chang'an. How can I be satisfied?"
"you--"
Shen Wuzheng usually spoke calmly, but this time he was clearly trying to provoke him. Pei Xingyuan, however, was not one to back down, since Shen Wuzheng was usually the one who got the upper hand verbally. So, just as the two were about to start a fight, Shang Ruyi quickly stepped in to smooth things over, saying with a smile, "Young Master Pei, we are all relieved to see that you are alright."
Hearing him say that, Pei Xingyuan finally gave up in a huff and immediately said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."
Yuwen Ye sighed, finally ceasing his idle chatter, and said, "What exactly happened to you? You came back saying you'd submitted a medical report, then you said you were injured. Where exactly are you injured? Who injured you?"
Upon hearing this, Pei Xingyuan's expression changed.
Shen Wuzheng and Shang Ruyi were also staring at him, their eyes fixed on him. But Pei Xingyuan coughed lightly and immediately said, "Where am I injured? No."
"No?"
"Look at me, I'm perfectly fine."
After saying that, as if to show that he was really unharmed, Pei Xingyuan deliberately shook his leg and twisted his neck. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with him. But the more he did this, the more tightly Shen Wuzheng frowned.
Yuwen Ye remained silent, only getting up and walking half a circle around him. When he reached behind him, he suddenly reached out and pinched his shoulder, giving it a gentle twist—
"Ouch!"
Although Yuwen Ye's movements were small, it seemed as if he had grasped some trick. Pei Xingyuan cried out in pain and curled up.
The maids who had accompanied him all the way and were now waiting outside panicked upon seeing this and rushed in, kneeling down and begging for mercy, saying repeatedly, "Your Highness, please release my young master."
"Yes, Your Highness, the young master's hand is injured and he is still recovering."
"Please forgive me, Your Highness."
In fact, Yuwen Ye had already given up before they even spoke.
Although he wasn't a famous doctor, he had spent his childhood on the battlefield and knew more about injuries than ordinary doctors. When he saw Pei Xingyuan arrive with his clothes and hat being taken care of by his companions, and how he moved his neck and legs but didn't dare to raise his arms high in order to show that he wasn't injured, he judged that Pei Xingyuan must have injured his arm, and it seemed to be a stubborn injury caused by dislocation.
So, Pei Xingyuan couldn't take it anymore after just one massage of his shoulder.
Yuwen Ye frowned and reached out to grab Pei Xingyuan's arm to prevent him from falling to the ground in pain. After the initial pain subsided, Pei Xingyuan, though covered in sweat, was not seriously injured. Once he caught his breath, he waved to the maids, "You may all leave. Do you need to tell me?"
The maids could only retreat in fear.
The atmosphere in the reception hall changed. When Pei Xingyuan looked up again, he saw Shang Ruyi and Shen Wuzheng looking at him with concern. Shen Wuzheng, in particular, looked concerned but also angry. Yuwen Ye, standing to the side, frowned and said with a serious expression, "Explain what happened!"
Shang Ruyi also said, "Yes, Young Master Pei, who hurt you?"
"..."
"You are an official appointed by the imperial court. If someone were to harm you, then—"
At this moment, she had already considered many things. After all, Pei Xingyuan was on their side, and his position in the court was legitimate. Previously, during the plague outbreak, Yu Mingyue's side had even tried to kill Pei Xingyuan, but they had suffered in silence that time. If things were to continue like this now, then Yuwen Ye would not be able to let them off easily again.
After all, Pei Xingyuan was more than just a helper to them.
Seeing that even Shang Ruyi's eyes were filled with a murderous intent, and that the usually calm Shen Wuzheng had also shown a rare anger, Pei Xingyuan sighed deeply when he looked at Yuwen Ye. His sigh seemed to carry a hint of a smile.
He said slowly, "Alright, I'll tell you."
"..."
"actually--"
At this point, he seemed a little embarrassed, saying, "Actually, it's really not a big deal. It was my own fault, I brought it on myself."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com