In the shabby wooden house, Long Moxun's face was pale and he gritted his teeth. Blood spurted out from his horrifying wounds.

The secret guard was changing his bandages. This process was extremely painful, but Long Moxun said nothing. Only his wrinkled brows proved how much pain he was in at the moment.

Following Long Moxun, below his locked gaze, was a piece of clothing that had been stained red with blood.

Even the few secret guards who were watching from the side couldn't help but feel distressed, but Long Moxun himself acted as if nothing had happened.

Although he was of noble status, he had escaped death time and again. He did not think he was that noble. The pain he had experienced in his childhood was even more severe than this.

Beside Long Mosun, An Weijing stared at the clothes stained with blood. The glaring red formed a sharp contrast with Long Mosun's pale face.

The guilt in his eyes almost overflowed and drowned him. The prince was injured for saving him. How could he have deserved this? He was just a worthless person, how could he allow the prince to be so selfless?

An Weijing's eyes were wide open, he stared at Long Moxun's wound, his palms clenched into fists, he was angry, but also full of guilt and gratitude.

His eyes were wide open, but he couldn't help but shed tears of regret.

"My Lord, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Xue Ning rushed here under the cover of night. Along the way, the secret guards were in a hurry because they were worried about Long Moshun's injury. Luo Xue Ning did not stop all the way and did not even have time to rest.

Luo Xuening only thought that Long Moshun's injuries were serious. After arriving at the place, he didn't even have time to take a breath and ran straight to the dilapidated thatched hut.

When Long Mosun heard the sound, he became alert, but in his hands he was tightly holding the blood-stained clothes that he had not had time to change.

Luo Xuening had sharp eyes and saw the blood on Long Moxun's hand at a glance. Her worry became even more intense, and she stepped forward and snatched the bloody clothes from Long Moxun's hand.

The glaring red hurt her eyes.

She was worried and angry.

She was worried about Long Moxun's hurt, and she was angry that he dared to hide it from her. She threw the bloody clothes beside Long Moxun. Her clear eyes were stained with anger.

"What are you hiding? You're planning to keep it a secret from me, right? There's such a big wound. Do you think I'm blind and can't see it?"

Luo Xuening was not a person who got angry easily, but Long Moshun was always the one who made her angry unexpectedly.

Her roar made the tears that she had managed to hold back all the way burst forth like a dam breaking.

"Plop," "plop," tears dripped onto the blood-stained clothes.

Long Moxun's eyes were filled with heartache, but the worry in her eyes made his heart warm. He ignored the pain in the wound and raised the corners of his mouth in a comforting smile.

"I'm fine."

While saying this, Long Moxun had already quietly put on his clothes.

Luo Xue Ning rushed over and grabbed Long Moshun's hand. The heartache in her eyes was so real, and the movements of her hands were also very swift.

In two or three moves, she directly pulled open Long Moxun's clothes and saw the shocking wound. She reached out her hand, wanting to touch it, but she didn't dare to.

I never thought that what was shocking on Long Moxun's body were not only new wounds, but also many old scars.

Each and every one of them made her feel sour and uncomfortable.

"Does it hurt?"

“It doesn’t hurt.”

Long Moxun spoke in a hoarse voice, and a strange emotion appeared in his cold eyes.

It seems...something is wrong.

How come he was stripped naked in front of his subordinates?

The secret guards were dumbfounded when they saw this scene. In just a few breaths, they witnessed with their own eyes how quickly Miss Luo stripped off her clothes. Wasn't this a little too enthusiastic? Our master is still injured.

Ouch, what are you thinking about? An Wei coughed and felt like a light bulb with super high wattage. An Wei stepped back.

Luo Xue Ning seemed to understand something. She looked down at her hands, which were placed very inappropriately on Long Moxu's chest. Her face turned red, and she closed her eyes, her face full of embarrassment.

Long Moxun chuckled: "Where did you get this skill? Practice it again for me some other day."

"......" Luo Xuening glared at him. It was already this time and he still dared to talk nonsense.

After Long Moshun fell asleep, Luo Xuening finally had time to rest. She stretched, walked out of the room full of medicine smell, went outside, and breathed some fresh air.

But as soon as she walked outside, she ran into someone. It was An Weijing. His eyes were tightly locked, and he did not hide the worry and guilt in his eyes.

Luo Xuening glanced at him and felt that An Weijing's behavior today was a little strange.

"What's wrong with you? Don't worry, the prince is fine."

An Weijing breathed a sigh of relief, and his pale face relaxed for a moment, but the guilt in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

Luo Xue Ning heard Long Moshun mention that he was injured while saving An Wei, so Luo Xue Ning understood An Wei's feelings.

As a secret guard, being rescued by his own master would be a bit complicated. However, on this point, Xunou was able to agree with Long Moshun in his heart. They did not think that their lives were more precious than other people's lives.

"You don't have to blame yourself. Your master must have had his own considerations for saving you. Since he values ​​you, he won't regret his actions. Don't feel psychologically burdened."

Luo Xuening didn't say much. The prince's life-saving favor was so great that just a few casual words were enough to touch the dark guard's heart.

He opened his eyes wide, and through the open door, he saw his master lying on the bed, and suddenly a firm belief rose in his eyes.

At this moment, no matter how much guilt and regret he felt, it would be of no use. An Weijing knew that all he could do now was to strengthen his own strength so that he could better protect the prince, instead of asking his master to protect him.

"Yes, Miss Luo, I understand."

An Weijing nodded solemnly, and Luo Xuening waved her hand, signaling him to go back.

But she didn't know that everything she said just now fell into Long Moxun's ears. The corners of his lips slightly raised, and a hint of doting flashed in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Ning'er also knows a lot about the art of commanding the lower ranks.

With Luo Xue Ning here, the secret guards felt much more at ease, because, according to their master's orders, they had to continue looking for the Ling people. This mission was also crucial. Because Long Moshun was injured, this mission had been delayed for several days. Now, Luo Xue Ning came and took over the job of taking care of Long Moshun. The secret guards could focus on looking for the cunning and fierce Ling people.

The reason why Long Moshun was injured was that when he was tracking the Ling people, he was discovered by the alert Ling people. They sent a secret signal and hid in the dark to launch a sneak attack. It was at that time that Long Moshun rescued his secret guards, and that's when he was injured.

However, now, after many battles with the Ling Clan, the Dark Guards have finally figured out some of their rules. When they fight again, they have learned the lessons from their last disastrous defeat.

So, while Long Moshun was recuperating, the secret guards went out to look for the Ling people. Finally, three days later, they discovered the traces of the Ling people's activities, and in one fell swoop, they captured a member of the Ling people alive. Next, they only had to find the hiding place of the Ling people.

"Your Highness, that man has confessed. Tonight, he will take us to the hiding place of the Ling people."

When the secret guard came to report the situation, Long Moshun was lying leisurely on the thatched bed, enjoying Luo Xuening's attentive service.

Luo Xuening held the medicine bowl, scooped a spoonful of black medicine and poured it into Long Mosun's mouth. Long Mosun opened his mouth very naturally, as if he regarded himself as a disabled person.

The secret guards looked at each other in bewilderment, "My Prince, you were only hit in the chest. It's not to the extent that your whole body is inconvenienced. Your blatant display of affection makes us singles want to fall in love."

"Well, is that person reliable?"

The secret guards frowned. They had indeed tortured the man into confessing. As for whether he could be trusted, they were not 100% sure.

Long Moxun glanced at the dark guards with a cold look and said in a sharp voice: "Your ability to do things has declined in recent days. After you go back, go to the training base and retrain."

The dark guard swallowed his saliva, his eyes narrowed, and he lowered his head in shame.

As for Lord Li's residence, they searched the entire house but could not find Long Moshun and Luo Xuening.

Lord Li was feeling depressed. He just couldn't accept that two living people just disappeared right under his nose.

He sent out a lot of manpower to look for the whereabouts of Long Moshun and Luo Xuening. At this time, Lord Li no longer cared whether the two of them were the young master and mistress of the Bai family. The feeling of being tricked made him so depressed that he was almost going crazy.

The guard came to report: "Sir, I have found that some strangers have gone to the edge of Linghai. They seem to be looking for the whereabouts of the Ling people."

This area has long been the domain of Lord Li. Long Moxun and his companions have tried their best to hide their whereabouts, but Lord Li is determined to investigate.

As time goes by, Long Moxun's whereabouts can no longer be kept secret.

Lord Li's face was tense, veins bulging on his violent face. He clenched his palms into fists and roared, "Hurry up and take people to intercept them. Also, has there been any news from the Bai family? Are those two people from the Bai family?"

The guard was stunned by the shouting and said stiffly, "No, I have investigated. There are no such two people in the Bai family. The twelfth son of the Bai family is not at home now. I brought his portrait with me. It is true that he is not the same person we are looking for."

“Bullshit.”

The guard took out the portrait, but Lord Li was in no mood to show off. Look at that damn portrait, he was actually brushed aside by a yellow-haired boy.

"Go find them, go get them for me."