Murong Kui crumpled the handkerchief in her hand into a ball, her anger burning inside, but she had to suppress it and pretend to be nonchalant.
"Thankfully, no vital organs were injured. Thank God!"
I felt a turmoil in my chest, and without thinking, I struggled and used all my strength to throw the pillow at her, yelling, "Get out!"
"You ungrateful wretch!" Lingxin cursed.
Murong Kui hurriedly covered her mouth
Ye Lisheng's fierce gaze swept back and forth between the two women: "Who do you think you are, daring to even insult your master!"
"Ling Ran, drag her out and slap her!"
"Your Highness, spare me! Lingxin was just confused for a moment!"
She thought that Ye Lisheng would show leniency if she pleaded for her, but to her surprise, he coldly said, "Didn't you hear her tell you to leave?"
"Yes...yes!"
After they left, I suddenly felt that the world was a beautiful place.
"Your Highness, the arrow has been removed!" The doctor wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.
"Is he alright?" he asked anxiously.
"Your Highness, please rest assured. Fortunately, the arrow did not hit any vital organs; it just pierced through the arm and remained there for a long time. Be careful not to get it wet, otherwise it could cause inflammation and infection!"
"You must use the best wound medicine, otherwise it will leave a scar. It's a pity that my humble abode is just a small business and doesn't have any good wound medicine!"
"I will keep this in mind!"
"Ling Ran, escort the doctor out for me."
"This humble subject takes his leave!"
Looking at me lying on the bed, pale-faced, he held my hand and let out a long sigh of relief, saying, "Fortunately, I brought you back!"
She forced a pale smile and gripped his hand tightly: "I thought you didn't want me anymore!"
Her voice was full of grievance, like a child who hadn't received any candy, which was extremely heartbreaking.
"How could I possibly not want you!"
"Because Murong Kui is back, it's time for me, her stand-in, to step down!"
He pinched my nose with a look of resentment: "So that's why you said you were willing in front of Father, and that's why you stabbed me?"
I shook my head like a rattle: "I don't know what came over me when I said I was willing, and it wasn't me who stabbed you, it was Murong Kui!"
He paused, then looked at my hand where Murong Kui had stabbed me: "This wound was inflicted by me. I was heartbroken at the time, how could I not remember!"
Only then did I understand why Murong Kui had slashed my arm.
"Ye Lisheng, you have to believe me!"
Seeing that I was about to cry, he pulled me into his arms.
"That's no longer important! Whatever you've done, I won't hold it against you!"
"But……"
Before I could say anything more, he interrupted me, saying, "If you feel guilty and want to make amends, then promise me that you will never leave the Anyang Prince's Mansion and will become my princess consort!"
With a loud "boom!", it felt like colorful fireworks blooming in my heart.
"Waaaaah"
Seeing me both crying and laughing, he assumed my wound was hurting again and quickly asked, "What's wrong? Does it hurt again?"
My eyes were blurry with tears, and I felt a sudden surge of grievance. Despite the pain, I hugged his neck and cried, "It's so good to see you again!"
He said softly, as if soothing a child, "I am here!"
Yu Shaoqing sat silently in his chair, his face grim.
Xiangye lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong, occasionally glancing up to see his expression.
"Young Master Yu... Young Master Yu, can you please stop being angry!"
"Hmph!" Yu Shaoqing snorted coldly.
"If I hadn't come to Lingqi after such a serious incident, would anyone have told me?"
"I was just afraid you'd worry! Besides, the Prince is here..." Her voice trailed off.
A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips: "I may not be as good as the Prince of Anyang, but I will protect her with my life!"
Even the most magnanimous person would feel uneasy seeing their loved one treat another woman like that.
My nose stung, and tears welled up in my eyes involuntarily.
Yu Shaoqing then realized his words had been harsh. Seeing her slightly reddened eyes and tears, he panicked.
"I...I'm not angry with you!"
"It's my fault, please stop crying!"
Yu Shaoqing, who had never comforted a girl before, was a little flustered as he wiped away her tears, but he found that the more he wiped, the more tears flowed.
His clumsy movements made his eyes red.
Then, noticing him wearing his own sachet, she asked, "Do you like it because Miss gave it to you, or..."
"I was naturally happy that she gave me a gift. I like the style and color of this sachet, so I wear it often!"
His hands fidgeted restlessly together. He was resentful that he had to give away the embroidery under someone else's name, even though he embroidered it himself. But if he liked it, it was worth it.
"You're not crying anymore?"
She smiled and said, "Does the young master want me to cry?"
He hurriedly explained, "Of course I want you to be happy!"
Then she added, "Don't refer to yourself as a servant in front of me anymore. We are friends, so there is no distinction between master and servant!"
A warm current flowed through my heart, warming every place; even in this once barren land, flowers bloomed.
Murong Kui ordered the swing in Wangyue Pavilion to be taken down and used as fuel.
Liu Ye brought over a bowl of chicken soup, smiling as she said, "Now the true master of Wangyue Pavilion has returned, and it's not as chaotic as it used to be!"
Murong Kui pretended to be kind and reminded him, "Be careful that the prince doesn't overhear what you said!"
She pretended to be scared and covered her mouth, her eyes filled with terror like a wounded fawn.
"I hope my sister won't tell anyone!"
Murong Kui smiled and handed the bowl of hot soup to her.
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