Chapter 104 [VIP] Shadow Guard (18)

Nan Yan covered Ye Qiuchen's wound, feeling the sticky bloody liquid between her fingers. The mist in her eyes became thicker and thicker. "I didn't mean to do that. I'm sorry. I was wrong. I was really wrong. I shouldn't have vented all my resentment about Seventeen's disappearance on you..."

"I just...I'm just too worried..."

She cried and carefully opened the collar of his shirt. She saw that next to the fresh stab wound, there was another wound one and a half inches wide that almost penetrated the entire shoulder.

She remembered it all at once. It was obviously the sword he blocked for her when they were caught by the Shadow Guards in the yard at noon that day. But until now, the wound has not healed completely. And because of the stab she just made, the scabbed wound accidentally split open again, and blood was faintly oozing out.

The feeling of guilt immediately spread throughout my chest, and the doubts in my heart disappeared without a trace along with this emotion.

Nan Yan paused in her movements, and tears on her face kept falling like beads from a broken string. "I'm sorry, I really... didn't mean to kill you..."

"You can scold me, or you can stab me. You have been hurt so badly because of me, but I actually hurt you... I really..."

Nan Yan's face was filled with guilt, and she was almost overwhelmed by this emotion. She really didn't know how to compensate him, and even thought about letting him stab her as well.

When Ye Qiuchen heard what she said, his expression changed slightly. He wanted her to dispel her doubts, but he never thought of hurting her. So he coughed, and a trace of blood flowed out of the wound on his chest. He pressed her finger and said with a pale face, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry so much."

Nan Yan choked up and retorted, her voice intermittent and tearful, "How is it possible... How is it possible that you are okay? You lost... so much blood..."

Ye Qiuchen felt a little relieved in his heart. He was indeed fine. The wound just looked serious. In fact, it only pierced a layer of flesh.

When he saw her taking out the dagger with trembling fingers, he knew that a lady like her had never killed anyone. She was so scared that she would even kill a chicken, so how could she really dare to kill him?

The reason for stabbing her was to completely eliminate her doubts about him.

And he did succeed. At this moment, Nan Yan not only had no doubts, but was filled with guilt. She was afraid that he would really die, and she cried heartbrokenly.

However, seeing her crying so sadly, Ye Qiuchen felt a little stuffy in his chest. He gently touched her cheek with his fingers, carefully wiped away the tears, and coaxed her in a hoarse voice, "Stop crying, okay? I'm really fine. If you really want to compensate me, can you help me bandage my wound first?"

He changed the subject deliberately, wanting her to not be so sad, "Also, can you make me a delicious dinner tomorrow? I didn't eat enough today."

After saying that, he glanced at the food on the table with regret. Tonight, because of the sudden change, neither of them had any appetite to eat. And because of this test, Nan Yan had directly put different amounts of knockout drugs in his favorite dishes. Although he was not afraid of the effects of the drugs, he naturally could not eat the meal.

When Nan Yan heard what he said, she nodded almost subconsciously without thinking, and tears fell from her eyelashes because of this action, "Okay, I promise you, I promise you, I will definitely make you something delicious..."

When she came to her senses, she immediately wiped the tears from her face, raised her head and looked around to see if there was anything to stop the bleeding. "Yes, yes, I'll bandage your wound first. Wait for me, I'll be there soon..."

After she finished speaking, she hurried back to the room and searched through the drawers for a long time before she found the gold abscess medicine and gauze, ready to use them to clean his wound.

Afterwards, both of them tacitly agreed not to mention the matter of Seventeen again, for fear that talking about it would cause an uproar again.

Nan Yan was a little afraid to face him because of guilt. She even avoided him these days. Although she would still smile at him, this was obviously not the result Ye Qiuchen wanted.

What he wanted was for her to trust him and depend on him wholeheartedly, rather than avoiding him out of guilt.

Ye Qiuchen knew that the incident was a knot in her heart. She was still thinking about Ying Shiqi's disappearance, so she never let go of him. He had to help her untie the knot. He didn't believe that he couldn't do it.

So when a carriage appeared in the yard the next day, Nan Yan was a little stunned for a moment, not knowing what had happened?

"What's wrong? What happened?"

She subconsciously took two steps forward and looked up at Ye Qiuchen who was standing beside the carriage.

Ye Qiuchen was tugging at the reins of the carriage with great precision, which made her even more puzzled. "Are you... leaving?"

Nan Yan saw several bags piled in his car and thought he was leaving, so she couldn't help but ask him.

But Ye Qiuchen's next words made her a little stunned. Ye Qiuchen turned his head to look at her, sighed softly, and suddenly his tone became somewhat relieved, "It's not me who wants to leave, it's you, the fourth young lady, who is leaving."

"I want to leave?" Nan Yan repeated in surprise, and then a more confused expression appeared on her face, "But... where should I go?"

Ye Qiu looked into those dark eyes, and his expression suddenly became very gloomy. "My master is not happy with me, so I decided to let Miss Four go alone. It doesn't matter where my master wants to go in the future. Anyway, these have nothing to do with me. I don't want to make my master unhappy again."

Nan Yan understood it in her heart, but she still had to pretend to be stupid.

He had to admit in his heart that this guy was much smarter than Ying Shiqi. He was very skilled in the tactic of retreating to advance.

She bit her lip, as if she was a little surprised that he would make this decision, and subconsciously asked, "What about you?"

What was he going to do after he let her go?

Ye Qiuchen was silent for a moment, and then he said calmly after a long while, "I have decided to go back and apologize to the owner of the building. Although the failure of the mission is inevitable, the loss of the studio is also heavy, so there is a high probability that I will be punished. Miss Four does not need to worry about these. You should leave as soon as possible, so as to avoid regrets."

As soon as these words came out, Nan Yan's expression suddenly changed, and the guilt in her eyes became deeper.

She was not a fool, so she knew that the "little punishment" he mentioned must be more than a little, so she subconsciously grabbed his sleeve.

"You can't go back, they won't let you go." She raised her eyes and stared at him blankly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her face became paler and paler.

But Ye Qiuchen had obviously made up his mind. He chuckled and his tone became gentler. "It is enough for me to have Fourth Miss's words. I will not die anyway. As long as the master can care about me more in the future, I will be satisfied."

As he spoke, he turned around and took the bag on the bicycle frame. Inside were all the pastries and snacks he had carefully prepared. He prepared them because he was worried that she would be hungry on the road. When Nan Yan saw those things, she subconsciously grabbed his wrist, hesitated for a moment, and then said directly, "Take me back."

Her eyes were moist, and she turned away, her eyes reddened. "If you go back alone, they will definitely not let you go. Send me back, so that you can redeem yourself for your crimes, and even if they want to punish you, it won't be too severe."

Ye Qiuchen paused for a moment. This answer was obviously beyond his expectations. He thought Nan Yan would feel guilty and would try to keep him, but he didn't expect that she would let him take her back to make merit. This also made him a little depressed. Why did his master never follow his routine?

It was naturally impossible for Ye Qiuchen to send her back. He had finally managed to snatch her away from him, so how could he possibly give her up to someone else?

Ye Qiuchen's eyes fell on her hesitant face, and suddenly asked in a deep voice, "Master, do you know what you will encounter when you return?"

Nan Yan's face turned even paler, leaving a faint mark on her lips. She knew what she would encounter when she returned, but if she had to let others suffer for her, she would definitely feel even more guilty, so she raised her eyes and looked at Ye Qiuchen in front of her.

Nan Yan finally nodded stubbornly, "No matter what happens, I am still the master, right?"

She looked at him steadily, "They can't kill me. The worst that can happen is that I'll be sent to the general's mansion in a sedan chair and become someone's concubine. What's more..."

She didn't say anything after that, her eyes looked a little lonely, and the meaning was very clear, because Ying Shiqi was gone, it didn't matter who she married.

This realization made Ye Qiuchen feel a little angry, but when he thought that she was willing to go back because she was worried that he would be punished, he softened his heart for a moment.

Ye Qiuchen really felt helpless. It seemed as if he had been completely controlled by her all his life. He did not even hesitate when he betrayed the owner of the manor and the studio, but he fell for her again and again.

He turned his hand and grabbed Nan Yan's fingers, "No!"

"I don't agree. I rescued you with great difficulty. How could I watch you marry someone I don't like? Besides, you know the character of that person. Do you really want to ruin yourself like this?"

Nan Yan lowered her head and remained silent.

Ye Qiuchen felt very irritated, especially when he saw her hunched-over appearance. The more he thought about it, the more his chest felt blocked and heavy, and his grip on her wrist became tighter and tighter.

He was determined to speak out his thoughts and tore through the window paper completely.

"I know you are frustrated because of what happened to Seventeen, but by doing this, you are not only hurting yourself, but also hurting the people who have always cared about you. I don't believe you don't know that I like you."

When she heard this, Nan Yan's eyelashes moved slightly, but she still didn't react. She lowered her head, not knowing what to say, with two fingers curled in her sleeves.

Ye Qiuchen simply twisted her shoulders and forced her to look straight at him, then looked over at her intently, "I like you, very much! I like you so much that as long as you're unhappy, I can stay away from you for the rest of my life."

"I know you don't want to owe me anything because you feel guilty, but I don't want to see you unhappy for the rest of your life. If I really let you marry that sickly woman, it would be better for the owner of the manor to kill me directly. Do you understand how I feel?"

Nan Yan raised her eyes and stared at him blankly.

Her expression was obviously dazed, and her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but as soon as she thought of her missing lover, she couldn't utter a word.

After Ye Qiuchen finished speaking, he did not give her time to hesitate. He turned around and was about to leave, but Nan Yan subconsciously grabbed his finger.

Now it was Ye Qiuchen's turn to turn around and look at her.

Nan Yan's eyes were a little wet. She didn't cry, but she looked as if she was covered with a layer of mist. After hesitating for a long time, she finally spoke. Her voice was very soft and a little hoarse, "Don't go... Please don't go, okay? I'm not unhappy because of you. I just... I just feel guilty, so every time I see you, I hide. This is not your fault at all. It's my own problem. I haven't let it go yet. Please don't go back... okay?"

Ye Qiu looked into those watery eyes, held the other's hand with his backhand, and then hugged the person in his arms, "Master, don't you blame me for not saving Seventeen?"

Nan Yan was silent for a moment, and then she said after a long while, "It's not your fault at all. Besides, you have been seriously injured in order to save me. How can I blame you for this? This is too ungrateful. I was too impulsive before and accidentally hurt you. I'm sorry..."

The expression on Ye Qiuchen's face finally eased. He felt a little happy in his heart and couldn't help but ask in a low voice,

"I can stay, but can Yanyan also try to let down her guard and try to get along with me?"

Nan Yan hesitated for a while, then said seriously, "Okay."

And Ye Qiuchen was finally satisfied. He couldn't help but smile and his body slowly relaxed. However, the strength he held on the person didn't loosen at all, but became tighter and tighter.

He knew that as long as he persisted, she would be moved by him one day.

…

On the other side, when the carriage team of Princess Pingnan was passing by a wild bamboo forest on the way back to Beijing, a reddish-brown horse among the horses suddenly went crazy and rushed out, and the driver almost scared the princess in front. Fortunately, the driver had good driving skills and pulled the mad mare back. However, on the way back, the horse suddenly saw a young man covered in blood lying in the bushes. The strong smell of blood frightened the horse and it ran out madly.

The first person to discover the situation was of course the coachman. He was shocked when he saw the young man. He thought he was dead because of the blood and flesh. He quickly reported the matter to the guards around the princess.

The guard came over to check and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He didn't know what kind of revenge this man had suffered. Hun was so badly beaten that there was not a single piece of good flesh left on his body. Even his breathing was more inhaling than exhaling. It looked like he was going to die.

But their princess is a kind-hearted person. Ever since she was assassinated and lost her young master more than ten years ago, she has been depressed all these years. She has been fasting, chanting Buddhist scriptures and doing good deeds all day long, just to see the missing young master again in her lifetime.

Hearing the driver say that there was a dying young man in the bushes outside, the princess softened her heart and asked the guards beside her to rescue the man. She had originally planned to send him to a nearby clinic after entering the city, but when the carriage stopped.

The princess suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, as if she had some kind of spiritual connection, and she inadvertently lifted the curtain to look outside.

It was at that glance that she was able to clearly see the young man's eyes and eyebrows. Although there was a large amount of blood on his face, the face still looked familiar. The more the princess looked at the young man's face, the more familiar it seemed to her, as if she had seen him somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where for a moment.

This made the princess feel confused. She thought the child was a child of an official in the capital and she had probably seen him at a banquet before.

Until the princess suddenly remembered her husband when she was young, Pingnan Prince Zhao An, who was her childhood sweetheart. The two had been in love since they were young couples, and the young man's eyes and eyebrows looked exactly like her husband when he was young!

At that moment, the princess' heart tightened, as if she thought of something unbelievable, and even the string of Buddhist beads in her hand was accidentally torn apart.

The princess immediately stopped all the carriages, and almost subconsciously, with the help of her maid, she lifted the curtain of the carriage. Then she looked at the young man sleeping on the cushion. The more she looked, the more she felt that he looked like her young husband.

She didn't even let the servants get close to the young man, but carefully checked behind the young man's ear with trembling fingers, and confirmed that there was indeed a red mole the size of a grain of rice on his right earlobe.

The princess' tears fell almost instantly.

This is her child!

A child who has been missing for eighteen years.

When she was being hunted by an assassin, she took great pains to hide her child in a hunter's home. She originally wanted to go back to pick him up after she escaped the hunt, but she accidentally rolled down the hillside and fell into a coma.

Although she was rescued by the prince, her injuries were too severe and she woke up too late, more than half a month had passed. Her child also completely disappeared, and even the hunter family never appeared again.

She has been looking for her child for so many years, a full eighteen years. This matter has almost become a knot in her heart. She originally thought that she would never see this child in her lifetime, but she didn't expect that she finally found him today.

The princess' fingers were trembling. She wanted to touch him but didn't dare. Especially when she saw the child covered in blood, her heart was broken and she was so distressed that she couldn't speak.

The servants around him didn’t know what had happened?

However, the princess's dowry nanny is also quite old.

He lifted the curtain and took a look inside. He saw that the young man's features were indeed somewhat familiar. Then he saw his master's cautious movements. After all, he was an old man serving in the mansion. He immediately understood what was going on. He didn't care whether the man inside was real or fake. He helped the princess into the carriage and ordered the driver to hurry back to the mansion.

Afterwards, dozens of doctors were invited in succession. After the doctors examined the man, they all shook their heads and said that the young man was seriously injured. If the sword had been half an inch off in the chest, he would have died on the spot.

However, this young man did not deserve to die.

The palace even invited a doctor who had worked in the palace for decades to come over specially. They fed him all kinds of life-prolonging ginseng and snow lotus as if they were free, and brought the young man back from the brink of death.

After that, the young man was in a coma for seven days. The princess took care of him personally during these seven days. Especially that day when she carefully wiped the blood off the child's face, even the prince couldn't help but shed tears. They looked so similar. There was even some of the elegance of his princess when she was young in her eyes and eyebrows. This was definitely the heir of his Zhao family.

It was not until the morning of the seventh day that the young man lying in bed finally woke up. However, it was not a big deal that he woke up this time. What was important was that the child remembered nothing after waking up.