Wei Shuwan stopped struggling, her eyes glazed over as she stared at the person opposite her. She couldn't see the person clearly, but her voice was crystal clear—it was the young Prince Qiaochuan, Li Qingchen.
The hand covering her mouth gradually loosened its grip, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense. Neither of them knew how to speak. One felt guilty, and the other felt fear.
Finally, Wei Shuwan broke the silence, though she tried to hide it, her voice was still unsteady: "You... regret it?"
The moment the question left his mouth, Li Qingchen understood what she meant. Last time he had said he would let her off the hook, but now he had barged into her boudoir again. No wonder she would be suspicious.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you."
"Then what are you doing here?" Wei Shuwan's voice was wary.
"I..." The decision to come here was so sudden that Li Qingchen forgot to think about how to explain the situation to her. Besides, he had even lain down next to her when she was unconscious, which was somewhat taking advantage of her vulnerability.
After hesitating for a moment, Li Qingchen simply asked, "I saved your life and spared your life. Don't you feel you owe me too much?"
"Unconsciously."
Wei Shuwan answered decisively, even with a hint of annoyance. Even if he felt indebted, he couldn't force someone to sleep with him!
Li Qingchen's carefully prepared words of gratitude were forced back by her reply. After a moment of silence, he asked bluntly, "I can't go back to the Prince's mansion tonight, and I need to find a place to stay. Would Miss Wei be so kind as to do me that?"
"OK."
Wei Shuwan readily agreed and turned to rummage through the small cabinet beside the bed. Li Qingchen was puzzled as to what she was looking for in the dark when he saw her hand reach out to him. He casually took it and found a few pieces of silver the size of peanuts.
"Young Prince, please stay at the inn," Wei Shuwan said sincerely.
Li Qingchen: "..."
Is this the favor she did for him? Li Qingchen clutched the small handful of silver coins, feeling that she was deliberately humiliating him. If it weren't for the delicate young woman in front of him, he would have taught her a lesson by now.
After a long standoff, Li Qingchen leaped off the bed, his expression cold and stern as he uttered, "I'm sorry to have bothered you today, Miss Wei. Rest assured, I won't be coming again." Then he flew out the window and left.
Wei Shuwan was bewildered for a moment, then quickly chased to the window and closed it tightly again after it had been knocked open once more. She then put her hands on her hips and examined the window. It seemed she would have to find a craftsman to repair it tomorrow; she couldn't just let people come and go as they pleased.
As Li Qingchen left Fuquxuan, he leaped onto the wall of the Wei family's courtyard. Just as he was about to descend, he heard hurried footsteps approaching from the alley next door. He went over to take a look and saw that it was the Imperial City Guard searching the entire city. At this hour, it was obvious who they were looking for.
Without concrete evidence, the Emperor would not rashly allow them to break into the Prince's residence to search, so they could only search the entire city for his hiding place. However, a mere squad of Imperial City Guards was not enough to stop him.
Thinking this, Li Qingchen used his lightness skill to leave the Wei family, but the wound in his chest flared up again, causing him a tearing pain throughout his chest!
It seems he really can no longer use his lightness skill...
After standing on the wall for a long time, Li Qingchen turned back to look at Fuquxuan.
...
Wei Shuwan lay down on the couch, thinking about the words Li Qingchen had left behind before he left, and finally felt a little more at ease.
He said he wouldn't come again, which meant he was truly letting her go. She would never tell anyone about his hidden weapons, and she only hoped that they would keep to themselves from now on.
Just as Wei Shuwan was gradually relaxing and about to fall asleep, another muffled thud startled her awake. She sat bolt upright and saw Li Qingchen standing in front of her again…
The pale moonlight streamed in through the open window, illuminating his figure and the depths of his eyes. His voice was low and subdued, like the heavy darkness of the night outside.
“I have many enemies in Daye. Tonight, I was ambushed by an assassin and shot with an arrow when I went out of the city. When I tried to return to the palace, I found that I was being followed, so I had no choice but to come to your residence. I occupied your bed earlier because of the arrow wound. I was dizzy and unable to stand up. It was not an intentional offense.”
Li Qingchen felt that if he didn't explain the whole story to her in detail, she would still be angry, and there would be no need to say anything more.
Wei Shuwan listened quietly, recalling the drop of blood that had dripped onto her face before she fainted. It seemed he wasn't lying; she was indeed injured.
"So, how are your injuries now?" she asked, her gaze exploring his chest.
Li Qingchen instinctively covered his wound with his hand: "I have managed to stop the bleeding, but the arrow was poisoned, and I don't know what kind of poison it is." As he spoke, he opened his palm, revealing an arrowhead stained red.
Upon seeing the blood on the arrowhead, Wei Shuwan knew that he had shot a deep arrow, and he even risked his life to pull out the broken arrow himself... Anyone else would have been unable to stand and talk by now, but he still had the strength to fly around.
Just as Wei Shuwan was thinking this, she saw the person in front of her sway. In his haste, he braced himself on the corner table with his right hand, knocking the pink-glazed moon vase to the ground, where it shattered with a loud crash.
Seeing that Li Qingchen was about to fall, Wei Shuwan didn't care about anything else and rushed off the bed to help him up! After all, the floor was a mess, and if he fell, he would be badly injured.
If Li Qingchen were completely exhausted, Wei Shuwan would not be able to support him even if she used all her strength. Fortunately, he was still conscious and cooperated with her to stand up, and then she helped him little by little to get closer to the bed.
When Li Qingchen lay down on the couch, his consciousness was gradually becoming blurred. He could barely open his eyes, and even his breathing became weak.
Looking at him, Wei Shuwan inexplicably recalled the years in her past life when he stirred up trouble and dominated the world.
The tyrannical and powerful regent, whose influence shone throughout the land, now lay fallen before her. If she did not intervene to save him, she would undoubtedly be rid of a scourge for the Great Ye Dynasty, a deed that would be remembered for generations to come…
But she quickly recalled the moment she breathed her last in her previous life, and a feeling of pity welled up inside her. Besides, this person had indeed saved her life, and even if he would later become a traitor hated by everyone, he had still done her a favor.
After struggling with her conscience for a moment, Wei Shuwan decided to examine his injuries first.
She turned on the lamp, and gently pushed aside Li Qingchen's hand that was covering his arrow wound, revealing that blood had seeped through a large patch. It seemed that his so-called "rescue from the bleeding" had failed after several attempts at using his lightness skill.
She wanted to check the wound under his clothes, but halfway through reaching out, she remembered the strict separation between men and women, and it seemed inappropriate.
But then she thought about it again. He had already taken advantage of her vulnerability to sleep next to her, so why should she care about him?
Thinking this, Wei Shuwan, whether out of revenge or genuine panic, ripped open Li Qingchen's shirt in a rather rude manner.
Li Qingchen, still in a daze, let out a muffled groan.
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