Su Linle looked into Shen Ling's eyes, which instantly became deep and unfathomable.
But Shen Ling was, after all, the Empress.
Su Linle pursed her lips and sighed, "Since Your Majesty insists, then we shall take our leave."
Once inside the room, only Gu Mu and Shen Ling remained...
The bodyguards who had been guarding Gu Mu closely all retreated without a word, leaving the official stunned for a moment.
At this point in the story, the assassin has accomplished his mission...
Normally, the body's electrical activity is relatively slow. In theory, if a knife pierces his body, he would not be injured if the information did not reach his brain in time.
When a knife pierces the skin, it's like a sword cutting through water; ripples appear but quickly disappear.
However, Gu Mu had told him about the plan in advance, and in order to ensure the plan's implementation, he had already conducted experiments on him, and his mind had received the message that "he would be injured by his master at night."
That's why his brain was able to process the injury information in time during the fight, allowing his body to react accordingly.
Now that the assassins have left Gu Mu, giving him and Shen Ling some alone time, they continue to guard the door to protect their master's safety.
But at this moment, he can empty his mind.
Then self-hypnotize—
"I'm not hurt...I'm not hurt...I'm not hurt..."
Gradually, the assassin received the message "I am not injured" in his mind.
Then, his previously injured skin began to heal rapidly.
Finally, it returned to its original form.
"Luckily, I'm not human." The assassin thought that, according to normal human thinking, he should be thankful.
So he tried to think like a human.
Of course, if the assassin really imitated a human perfectly, he should be feeling more sorry for being single than happy.
In the room behind the assassin,
Shen Ling was still by Gu Mu's bedside, keeping watch over him.
The wound on Gu Mu's neck was shocking. Although it had been bandaged by the imperial physician, blood still seeped out with the gauze, mixed with the green juice of ancient hemostatic herbs, making it look particularly gruesome.
Shen Ling raised her hand and stopped in mid-air, seemingly wanting to touch Gu Mu's wound, but stopped just a little bit away from it.
It only lightly touched Gu Mu's wound through the air.
My fingers are trembling slightly.
Finally, her hand fell and rested on Gu Mu's pulse.
Gu Mu was very confident; he was putting on a real show, and his performance was quite convincing.
To make the scene more realistic, he actually fought a real battle with the assassins.
Anyone who sees the bloodstains in the study will gasp in horror.
Since Gu Mu had put in so much effort, it was impossible for Shen Ling to see through his disguise.
Gu Mu was indeed seriously injured, but having experienced many battles, he was very skilled and managed to keep his life hanging by a thread. Moreover, his enhanced body had a much better self-healing ability than ordinary people, so he could recover without wasting points to exchange for a resurrection pill.
Although Gu Mu was awake, he pretended to be unconscious.
He felt Shen Ling's fingers touch his pulse, and after a while, he heard Shen Ling sigh softly in his ear.
Then she buried her head in his chest.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Mu felt a warmth in his chest as warm liquid dripped onto his body.
Shen Ling held back her tears the whole way, but they finally broke down when she was alone with Gu Mu.
The girl's petite body trembled constantly as she cried.
But she knew that Gu Mu was covered in wounds and was very gentle.
As he cried,
I don't know how much time passed.
Gu Mu felt that a large patch of his shirt was wet.
The girl who had been lying on his chest gradually fell silent.
She probably cried herself to sleep and fell asleep without realizing it.
The next day, a royal physician came in to change Gu Mu's dressing.
However, they were firmly blocked by the assassins standing at the door.
Those imperial physicians who didn't know martial arts were no match for the assassins; they could only stand anxiously at the door.
The assassin, who had hypnotized himself all night, was full of energy and had a rosy complexion.
Even the imperial physicians were puzzled as to why the assassin had changed so much in just one night.
Could it be that he has lost his mind due to excessive grief?
The imperial physicians said anxiously, "Quickly let us in to change His Majesty's dressings. His Majesty's injuries cannot be taken lightly!"
The assassin said calmly, "I guarded the door all night; I know His Majesty's injuries best."
“No matter how clear-headed you are, can you be as clear-headed as we doctors are? Last night we managed to control His Majesty’s injuries and save his life. We absolutely cannot let it worsen, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.”
Several imperial physicians attempted to break down the door and rush in, but were kicked away by assassins.
The assassin remained expressionless, but... he was right. Among these imperial physicians, no one knew Gu Mu's injuries better than him. After all, it was he and Gu Mu who had carefully planned and selected the location for him to stab.
Moreover, he was also aware of some of Gu Mu's trump cards.
In short, his master wasn't that weak, otherwise he wouldn't have died so easily.
"His Majesty didn't summon you in, yet you've been standing outside. Do you intend to disobey the imperial decree?" the assassin said coldly, mimicking the haughty manner of humans: "Don't disturb His Majesty's rest!"
The imperial physicians were kicked to the ground, landing on their backsides. It must be said, the assassin was really strong. They rubbed their backsides, looking utterly dejected.
They couldn't win a fight, and they weren't qualified to call for help.
He could only wait at the door with a worried expression, just in time to rush in as soon as His Majesty needed him.
Meanwhile, inside the room.
After Shen Ling fell asleep, Gu Mu stroked her hair and gradually fell asleep as well.
the next day,
Shen Ling was awakened by the sounds of arguing and crying out in pain outside the door.
She slowly opened her eyes, feeling that this time waking up was different from usual.
She groggily glanced around and realized that she was sitting on the edge of the bed, asleep with her head resting on Gu Mu's chest.
all of a sudden,
A blush crept onto Shen Ling's face...
This...this...was given away for free??
She sat up abruptly, and then felt something warm slide down from above her head. For a moment, Shen Ling felt a little uncomfortable.
She looked over and saw that it was one of Gu Mu's hands.
At that moment, she forgot all about being shy, and a hint of joy flashed in her eyes...
His Majesty's hand was on her head, which means that His Majesty woke up once in the middle of the night?
Shen Ling had studied some medical skills, and she knew that the most frightening thing for seriously injured patients was that they would fall into a coma, because once they fell into a coma, they would lose their will to live.
If a patient wakes up once from a coma, it means that his injury has improved.
Could it be that His Majesty is out of danger?
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