When the withered branch on the ground touched the wound on her leg, Yan Ning fell to the ground in pain.
"Let me go!" Fukang'an picked up Yan Ning, who had fallen to the ground, and ignored her struggles as he walked toward the inn in the hunting grounds.
Xiang'er watched as Fukang'an carried Yan Ning away, their figures swaying slightly in the cold sun, looking desolate and helpless. You Yuanzhi saw all of this; his knuckles cracked as he silently vowed, "Xiang'er, I will definitely help you get rid of Yan Ning!"
Sitting in the carriage, Zhao Xing saw Liu Quan approaching from a distance and said smugly, "Miss Yan Ning is in love with my general. No matter how good your master is to her, she will still return to our Fu Residence!"
Liu Quan kept his head down, ignoring Zhao Xing. He had already known about Yan Ning's feelings when he accompanied her to the Fucha residence earlier. "My lord!" Liu Quan walked up to Heshen and bowed.
Heshen stood up from the chair in the post station, his hands clasped behind his back. Looking at Liu Quan, who looked humiliated, his eyes were like crescent moons, revealing his pearly white teeth. "Return to the manor!"
As Liu Quan walked alongside Heshen, he asked, "My lord, what should we do with Miss Yan Ning?"
Heshen glanced at Fukang'an and Yan Ning, his gaze shifting uncertainly. "Return to the manor!"
Seeing Heshen's current state, Liu Quan dared not say anything more and followed behind Heshen toward the carriage.
"Your concubine is still behind us!" Yan Ning was held tightly in Fu Kang'an's arms, unable to move, and said sullenly as she looked at Xiang'er following behind.
Fukang'an's lips curled slightly as he lowered his head and looked into Yan Ning's eyes. "Are you jealous?"
Yan Ning's thoughts were seen through, and she became too ashamed to speak, lowering her head and burying her face in Fukang'an's chest, refusing to look at him. Looking at the docile Yan Ning, Fukang'an's smile deepened. After helping Yan Ning into the carriage, he said calmly to Xiang'er behind him, "You go back to the manor first. Don't tell Mother and the others about today's events. I'll return after settling Yan Ning in."
Xiang'er stepped aside and bowed, "I will obey the General's orders!"
Yan Ning lifted the curtain and saw Xiang'er bowing her head. She felt sorry for her. As a concubine, her status was not as noble as that of the principal wife. She relied on her husband's favor. If her husband fell in love with another woman, the deep courtyard would be like a cage, locking her tightly with loneliness and solitude.
"What are you thinking about?" Fukang'an looked at Yan Ning, who was staring blankly out the window, and peeked out. This was the suburbs, and there were only trees and nothing else.
"It's nothing." It wasn't until Fukang'an called her that Yan Ning realized that Aunt Lian's figure had already disappeared into the dense forest.
"Miss is back!" As soon as the carriage stopped, Zhu Xiang and Mei Xiang, who were waiting at the door, ran up. Seeing Fukang'an inside, the two immediately bowed and said, "This servant greets the General!"
Fukang'an jumped off the carriage. Although Yan Ning insisted on walking by herself, she couldn't resist Fukang'an's insistence and was carried all the way to the main room of Liuxiang Garden.
"Go and get some medicine to stop the bleeding and some hot water!" Fukang'an ordered the servant beside him as soon as he put Yan Ning on the bed.
Zhu Xiang and Mei Xiang obeyed the order and quickly went to fetch the medicine and hot water, standing by the bedside to wait and serve.
Fukang'an bent up Yan Ning's trouser leg, untied the cloth he had wrapped around her front, revealing a bloody scratch on her calf. Mei Xiang immediately squatted down, dipped a handkerchief in hot water, and carefully wiped the blood from Yan Ning's wound.
Although the wound wasn't deep, Yan Ning still cried out in pain when it touched water. Seeing Yan Ning's slightly pained expression, Fu Kang'an yelled at Mei Xiang, "Get out!"
"Yes!" Meixiang stood up tremblingly and walked out with weak legs.
Zhu Xiang knelt down, preparing to apply the medicine to Yan Ning, when Fu Kang'an reached over and took the medicine bottle away. Zhu Xiang stood up beside him, at a loss. Yan Ning looked at her and said, "Zhu Xiang, you can go out now!" Zhu Xiang gave Yan Ning a grateful look, then closed the door and left.
"Bear with the pain!" Fukang'an placed Yan Ning's foot on his lap, gently tapping the powder from the bottle onto Yan Ning's wound. Although this pain was far greater than the pain from the water, Yan Ning felt a blissful pain.
After Fukang'an bandaged Yan Ning's wound, he sat down next to her, put his arm around her, and lay down.
Yan Ning blushed and tried to get up, but Fu Kang'an pulled her back and held her tightly in his hand. "Listen to me," Fu Kang'an said, stroking Yan Ning's jet-black hair. "After you left the army camp, I worried every day about whether Mother would make things difficult for you, so I wanted to win the battle and come back as soon as possible. But after I came back, De Lin fell ill, and I was too busy to take care of him. He Shen is the kind of person who loves flattery, so he will not only not make things difficult for you, but will treat you well. Therefore, I thought it would be alright to come to see you a few days later."
Looking at Fukang'an's tired and handsome face, Yan Ning couldn't help but say, "You are a great general, why do you have to say these things that you are not good at in order to make me happy?"
"You are the person I, Fukang'an, want to spend my life with!" Fukang'an said firmly as he looked at Yan Ning.
If Yan Ning was previously angry that Fukang'an didn't believe her and didn't punish Aunt Lian, now she understands why Aunt Lian wanted to get rid of her before Fukang'an returned.
Yan Ning's hand slowly touched Fu Kang'an's face. Looking at his face, she thought to herself: Perhaps she would have to leave before he could be so heartless to her. Since that was the case, she only asked to have had him.
The two looked into each other's eyes. Fukang'an gently smoothed Yan Ning's jet-black hair. Now that he was at ease, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his nose was like a hanging gall, and his eyes were gentle and affectionate. Yan Ning opened her lips to him, her stunningly beautiful face like a captivating touch of crimson in a garden of a hundred flowers.
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