Chapter 222 The wound left specifically for you



"Secret letter?" Xue Zhiyi asked him, "Secret letter between Helian You and his accomplice in Dayong?"

Seeing that Xue Zhiyi didn't care about his injury, Huo Wuyou was dissatisfied for a moment, but he suppressed it for the time being. He drooped his face and said sullenly: "Yeah, it's a pity that I just snatched it away and didn't have time to see it before it was torn into pieces in the fight."

"Have they discovered your identity?" Xue Zhiyi asked him.

Huo Wuyou calmly moved his injured arm closer to Xue Zhiyi's eyes.

"I'm masked. Besides, as I said, I'm incredibly fit and gifted. How could I possibly be unable to hide my identity?"

Xue Zhiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief. She lowered her eyes and looked at the hand that was almost in front of her.

Helian You is of noble status and is very likely to be the next Khan of Beidi. The people who followed him to Dayong are naturally top masters. What's more, the Beidi people are martial and won the world on horseback. The Beidi elite soldiers are even more powerful. Dozens of them surrounded and killed Huo Wuyou alone, so it was good enough for him to come back alive.

"Is this the only wound?"

Xue Zhiyi raised his eyes and met Huo Wuyou's expectant eyes.

Seeing Xue Zhiyi finally asking about his injuries, he also learned Xue Zhiyi's virtues from his own experience and pretended to be a little pretentious: "I do have some on my body, do you want to see it?"

Xue Zhiyi's face suddenly turned cold, but Huo Wuyou let out a triumphant smirk.

“…”

Xue Zhiyi had a blank expression on his face: "Then please take off your clothes, my Lord."

Huo Wuyou was stunned, and the tip of his ear turned red almost instantly.

He failed to tease others and was teased back. To cover up his shame, Huo Wuyou coughed artificially and covered his chest even more artificially: "You still say you don't want my body?"

Seeing him like this, Xue Zhiyi thought to himself, after figuring out this person's character, it would be fun to use his own spear to attack his shield.

However, Huo Wuyou's wound did not look like it had been treated with medicine. Jokes aside, the wound still needed to be treated. He must have suffered a lot on this trip, but he was still able to endure the pain and chat and laugh with her.

How heartless.

She had some golden wound medicine in her room. Just as she stood up to get it, Huo Wuyou stopped her and said, "Where are you going?"

Xue Zhiyi replied, "I didn't go anywhere. I just went to get medicine for the Marquis's wound."

Upon hearing this, Huo Wuyou's mouth corners suddenly rose up almost uncontrollably, as if he had been expecting her words for a long time.

He was very proud and took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and placed it on the table: "No, I brought it myself."

Xue Zhiyi frowned and looked at him: "Why don't you use the medicine if you have it?"

But Huo Wuyou raised his head and said, "My body has been treated with medicine. This wound is specially left for you."

As a doctor, Sui Yunlang was so angry about the injury that he had carefully selected and left, that he scolded him for a whole day and threatened to prescribe a prescription to treat his brain.

Xue Zhiyi was looking at Huo Wuyou as if he was a fool.

"How old is the Marquis?"

Huo Wuyou pulled her to sit down and said, "A person of a certain age would also want the care of the one they love, isn't that right?"

Ever since they understood each other's feelings, Huo Wuyou's eyes when he looked at her became more direct and passionate, with a sense of entitlement.

As if his heart had been quietly stabbed, Xue Zhiyi looked away at a loss, muttering to himself: "Whatever you think."

Huo Wuyou said, "My wound hurts a lot, and I can't find anyone to apply medicine for me anyway. Can you just help me?"

After thinking for a while, Xue Zhiyi didn't look at him, but picked up the medicine bottle, pulled out the cork, and poured the medicine on the handkerchief.

After applying the cool medicine on the wound, Huo Wuyou smiled contentedly and prepared to get down to business.

"This trip was not without gain," he said.

Xue Zhiyi was applying medicine powder to the wound with a handkerchief. Upon hearing this, she looked up at Huo Wuyou.

Huo Wuyou took out something from his waist, which seemed to be a small piece of paper.

He placed the piece of paper on the table and pushed it in front of Xue Zhiyi. "Look, even though the secret letter was torn into pieces, I still managed to grab a few pieces when I was escaping. This piece has a seal on it. I suspect it's the secret code between Helian You and his accomplice."

Looking at the piece of paper, Xue Zhiyi's brows relaxed slightly: "Having this is enough."

Their eyes met, and they seemed to have thought of something tacitly, and smiled knowingly.

Huo Wuyou propped up his head: "Yes, that's enough."

"It's done." Xue Zhiyi said, "The medicine is ready."

Huo Wuyou was in a daze, looking at his arm that still had Xue Zhiyi's soft and warm touch, and he felt very good.

"I want to ask the Marquis of Lin'an something." Xue Zhiyi suddenly said.

Huo Wuyou was pleased with himself, knowing that he had nothing to hide: "You tell me."

Xue Zhiyi said, "Your Majesty was harsh on Ge Yuanhui and ignored Concubine Ge because of the previous Qionglin Banquet. But for some reason, he has been showing more favor to Concubine Ge recently, and it seems like his favor has returned. Do you know the reason?"

"That's why."

"You know?" Xue Zhiyi asked him.

Huo Wuyou only adjusted his sleeves slowly. "It's not just Concubine Ge. His Majesty has been generous with his rewards to the Ge family recently. He's repeatedly praised Ge Jingyang in the court, and has sent waves of rewards to Yueling Pass. Although he previously reprimanded Ge Yuanhui, he has pardoned her and allowed her to enter the palace as often as before."

After saying this, he lowered his voice and sneered imperceptibly, "The emperor's sudden favor after suppressing others is the most terrifying thing. It's like shooting an arrow, pulling back the string to accumulate power for the arrow to be released."

There was a seriousness in his banter, unlike his usual casual demeanor, and a fleeting gleam of light flashed across his auspicious phoenix eyes.

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