Li Qiongyu wiped his face and, exhausted, sat on the ship's chest behind the canvas, gesturing to him with his chin.
"You spent so much of my money raising blood corpse flowers, it wasn't for nothing."
He had nearly been blown to death for those two, but fortunately, the rain was heavy, and the blood corpse arrived quickly, taking them away from the battlefield.
"Although Tantai Ye wasn't hit by the gunpowder, he lost too much blood. Hurry and have Ye Luan give him the living pill we got, I'm afraid he won't last."
Xiao Chizhan immediately gave the dragon angel behind him a look, and the latter said respectfully, "Yes."
"And her?"
Li Qiongyu naturally understood who "she" referred to, and frowned, "She's not good, her body is too weak, she's almost out of breath."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Chizhan's expression tightened, and his demeanor darkened.
"We don't know how Tantai Ye will react when he wakes up and learns of her death."
Li Qiongyu said, glancing at the stormy sky, his expression growing solemn, and he sighed, "But he has lost the will to live, I don't know if he will wake up."
Xiao Chizhan's face darkened at these words, and a thick killing intent clouded his brows.
He was about to ask something when he saw the wound on Li Qiongyu's back. He pursed his lips and ordered someone to bring medicine, tore open his clothes, and cleaned the wound.
Xiao Chizhan had been on the battlefield in his early years and was often injured, so bandaging wounds was simple and crude.
Normally, Li Qiongyu would have cursed him for being so reckless, but now, with a grim expression, he remained silent.
"Li Qiongyu, are you alright?"
Wei Qingge, who had been waiting outside the cabin, was frantic. Seeing that he was bandaging a wound, she hurried over to inquire.
Li Qiongyu raised his hand, covered his clothes, and said gently, "I'm fine."
Those who have practiced martial arts for years don't die.
Wei Qingge saw that his face was also extremely pale and after asking a few more concerned questions, she couldn't help but ask, "How did Mu Rou get a knife wound?"
The bandaged wound was messy, and there was a lot of blood.
Li Qiongyu briefly explained a few things, but the general meaning was understood.
After Wei Qingge finished listening, her face turned ashen. She leaned on the railing, her eyes cast down.
She really hadn't expected Mu Rou to be so decisive. Such a delicate person, daring to stab herself with a knife, she must have been desperate.
"What are you thinking about? You can't even stand steady."
Li Qiongyu walked over and pulled her further inside.
Outside, the rain was too heavy, and their clothes were all soaked.
Wei Qingge didn't notice these details, only felt that the sky was about to collapse.
She raised her red-rimmed eyes and said, "Will Mu Rou die? She bled so much."
Li Qiongyu was slightly taken aback and lowered his gaze.
"The doctor said her pulse has stopped."
Before he could finish speaking, Wei Qingge's tearful voice interrupted him.
"What nonsense is that doctor talking about? It wasn't her heart that was stabbed. With timely treatment, she won't die, she won't."
"A'luan's medical skills are excellent, and there are also military doctors who have followed the prince for many years. She won't die."
Li Qiongyu saw her red eyes and his gaze darkened slightly.
He reached out and stroked her hair, saying nothing.
The entire river was in chaos. The Northern Qi soldiers who wanted to escape could not compete with the specially trained naval forces on the water, and screams filled the air.
Countless bodies were thrown from the ships, and the blood-soaked armor flowed down the river.
Xiao Chizhan, dressed in a black robe and cloak, stood at the forefront of the warship, calmly watching the slaughter without a ripple of emotion.
"Your Highness, how should Yelü Qi and his advisors be dealt with?"
"How many troops has Jiangzhou Prefect Li Chong'an ambushed?"
Long Tian bowed and said, "Less than five thousand troops, waiting for reinforcements."
After Xiao Chizhan ascended the throne, he purged the court and eliminated treacherous officials. However, he had been busy reclaiming territories in the early years and had no time to deal with officials in various regions.
He had not expected that this group of local emperors in Jiangzhou would also collude with the Northern Qi.
He sneered, "Cut off their heads and send them to Li Chong'an. Tell him that I want the heads of Prefect Li Xiaoying and Vice Prefect Gao Wei within three days, and he is to deliver them personally."
He wanted to kill them himself as a warning!
"Yes."
The rain grew heavier, sweeping across the entire river, blurring everything.
The lights in the cabin had not been extinguished all night. Several people had been guarding the door, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly silent.
When the sky began to show a hint of light, the rain gradually stopped, and finally, there was movement from inside.
The door was opened, and Ye Luan, covered in blood, walked out wearily, followed by several military doctors.
"A'luan, how is it?"
Wei Qingge rushed forward and grabbed her hand.
Ye Luan's face was slightly pale, and she said tiredly, "Tantai Ye's life is saved, but we don't know when he will wake up."
"What about Mu Rou? The doctor said her pulse has stopped. Is she dead?"
It was temporary shock!
Ye Luan didn't explain much, only saying, "Her pulse is very, very weak now, almost undetectable. The stab was deep, and she lost too much blood. Her body is too weak." She then lowered her eyes, "Now she is likely in a coma."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions turned somber.
Ye Luan sighed, "We can only wait and see."
Having been up all night, she was starting to feel weak herself.
Seeing this, Xiao Chizhan scooped her up and walked towards the cabin in the back.
Entering the room, Xiao Chizhan placed Ye Luan on the bed, took off her outer clothes, and she rolled up in the quilt and lay on the inner side.
Although she was very sleepy, she couldn't fall asleep, staring at the canopy above.
"Luanluan."
Xiao Chizhan leaned down and nuzzled her hair.
"Thank you."
Ye Luan knew he was thanking her for saving Tantai Ye.
In fact, the stab from Tantai Ye was not enough to kill him, and the medicine they used was excellent, so he definitely wouldn't die.
But his will to live was weak, and he was reluctant to wake up.
Now, the most worrying thing was Mu Rou. She was most afraid that someone would not survive and die.
"I'll go and guard her again. I'm afraid something might happen."
Xiao Chizhan held her down and said softly, "The doctors are all guarding. You should rest for a while."
Ye Luan couldn't sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, she saw the image of Lan Murou dying.
She covered her head, forcing herself to rest, but she couldn't sleep. While Xiao Chizhan was looking at Tantai Ye, she secretly slipped out.
Inside the room, the smell of blood had not yet dissipated.
Lan Murou lay on the bed, her face incredibly pale.
She walked over softly, felt her pulse, and examined her carefully. She sat by the bed, her expression melancholic.
"A'luan."
At this moment, Wei Qingge came in with a basin of water.
"Her body is covered in blood. I wanted to help her wipe it clean."
Ye Luan took the cloth and gently wiped Lan Murou.
Wei Qingge looked at the bloodless person on the bed with red eyes, her hand trembling as she felt for her breath.
"There's-- there's no breath?!"
Hearing her words, Ye Luan quickly reached out to feel her pulse, and her expression slowly steadied.
A false alarm!
"It's okay."
She had lost too much blood and fallen into a coma.
Wei Qingge said sadly, "A'luan, will she die?"
Hearing her words, Ye Luan looked at the bloodless person on the bed and said with difficulty.
"I don't know. Her body is too weak. She might die, or she might remain in a coma indefinitely."