Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Without Hong Lianâs orders, the remaining nineteen people did not dare to chase after Su Yingxue. They supported Hong Lian. Hong Lianâs eyes were red and she could not open them. The burning pain made her cry non-stop!
She clenched her fists tightly, her sharp nails piercing into her flesh. She gritted her teeth and said angrily, âSu Yingxue, you and I are irreparable!â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Su Yingxue concealed Zi Wei in her private chamber. Both of them were injured, with Zi Weiâs injuries being particularly severe.
She retrieved the medicine box she had brought and took out all the medicines made from Blood Clotting Grass.
The scent of blood emanating from Zi Wei was overpowering. Su Yingxue approached the bed and commanded, âTake off your clothes.â
Zi Wei didnât move.
Su Yingxue, holding the medicine, repeated, âHurry and undress. I need to apply the medicine for you!â
How much longer did he intend to endure such serious injuries?
In the dim light, a hint of crimson appeared on Zi Weiâs cheek.
âZi Wei, are you being disobedient?â Su Yingxueâs expression grew serious, and her tone became firmer.
Zi Wei promptly removed his clothing.
She had spoken with the authority of a master, leaving him no choice but to obey her command.
Su Yingxue sighed as she applied the medicine. âYour old wounds havenât even healed yet, and now youâve acquired new ones. When will you stop getting injured?â
She looked at Zi Weiâs chest and back. His originally perfect figure was now without a single piece of good skin.
There were many wounds caused by knives, spears, swords, and halberds.
There was also a very ferocious scar on his chest. One could imagine how much pain he had suffered at that time.
Su Yingxue remembered her carelessness earlier that day. She had already sensed the presence of the Silver Moon Pavilionâs people, yet she allowed Hong Lian to exploit the opportunity to attack her.
Filled with guilt, she apologized to Zi Wei, âIâm sorry. If 1 hadnât gone to clean the sword, you wouldnât have been so gravely injured.â
âNo,â Zi Wei shook his head. Protecting her was his responsibility.
âWhat do you mean ânoâ? Listen carefully when I apologize!â
âYes,â Zi Wei muttered in a hoarse voice.
Su Yingxue finally breathed a sigh of relief after tending to his injuries.
As Zi Wei dressed himself, the dark purple light in his eyes remained fixed on her. âYour injuries.â
Su Yingxue noticed a few cuts on her arms from Hong Lianâs sharp claws.
âTheyâre not deep,â she replied nonchalantly.
âIâll take care of them,â Zi Wei stated calmly.
âAlright.â
Su Yingxue handed him the medicine and gauze, and Zi Wei proceeded to bandage her wounds.
Throughout the process, Su Yingxue clenched her teeth and realized that there was a reason Zi Wei suffered so many injuries, many of them were likely self-inflicted due to his violent tendencies.
Once Zi Wei had finished, he saw Su Yingxue biting her lip, her face slightly pale. He was concerned and asked, âAre your injuries serious?â
Su Yingxue shook her head. âThe injuries are minor, but you were a bit rough, Zi Wei. In the future, if Iâm not around, remember to go easy on yourself. Donât compound your injuries when others have harmed you.â
Zi Weiâs heart trembled strongly. His focus wasnât on the injuries but on Su Yingxueâs words. If she wasnât around in the futureâ¦
A crack appeared in Zi Weiâs otherwise cold eyes. âYou⦠Not here?â
âThere will inevitably be times when Iâm not by your side. You must take care of yourself,â Su Yingxue earnestly advised.
âNo,â Zi Wei replied in a cold tone and disappeared.
Su Yingxue was taken aback. She didnât realize that her words had offended him.
Did even assassins have tempers?
However, she didnât have time to dwell on his mood. She had more important matters to attend to.
She carefully stored Chu Yihanâs Qingfeng Sword and immediately set out to find Princess Sheng Ping..