Yun Xiao examined the body repeatedly. She was already seated by the lamp, and Wanwan, following her instructions, had removed Yan Yu's night clothes.
His body was lean and well-proportioned, without a trace of excess fat. However, the numerous terrifying scars were quite ghastly.
Yun Xiao instructed Wanwan to administer a pain-relieving pill to Yan Yu, then began to clean his wounds, sterilize them, and suture them. She then conducted a thorough examination, leaving no spot unchecked.
She was meticulous and diligent.
The night slowly slipped away.
Yun Xiao felt dizzy. The worry of the past two days, coupled with not having eaten a single grain of rice all day, had taken a toll on her. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Wanwan looked up, startled, and took out a silk handkerchief to gently wipe her sweat.
"Mistress, perhaps you should rest for a moment."
Under the lamplight, her mistress's fair complexion was covered in cold sweat, making her appear exceptionally pale. Her paleness was even more unsettling than Yan Yu's on the bed, sending shivers down their spines.
"No, he's actually not seriously injured. He's only in a coma due to excessive blood loss. He seems to be quite a character to have survived such a fierce battle without fatal wounds, only superficial injuries. I suppose he must have evaded the brunt of the attack to escape with his life."
"Mm."
Wanwan nodded, her movements quickening. She applied iodine to every wound on Yan Yu's body.
The two of them busied themselves for nearly an hour before finishing the treatment of Yan Yu's injuries.
At the last moment, Yun Xiao could no longer support herself and swayed, about to fall to the ground. A long, strong arm suddenly reached out and wrapped around her waist.
Yun Xiao lowered her head and saw only a pair of eyes, as black as ink, as deep as an abyss, impossible to see to the bottom, containing a terrifying, thrilling power. The corners of his lips curved, and a hoarse voice emerged.
"Thank you."
It was Yan Yu. She hadn't expected him to wake up so soon.
Yun Xiao shook her head, weakly straightened up, moved away from the area of Yan Yu's hand, and walked to the side.
Wanwan immediately stepped forward to help her sit down, anxiously pouring her a cup of water. "Mistress, you must be exhausted."
Yun Xiao shook her head. She had indeed been feeling weak lately, firstly due to the constant anxiety while in the palace, and secondly, due to the matter with Yun Zhen.
"I'll go prepare something for you to eat. You haven't eaten all day."
"Alright," Yun Xiao nodded, knowing she indeed needed to replenish her strength. As for Yun Zhen, she hoped he was well.
Wanwan hurried out of the small building to prepare food for Yun Xiao. In the flower hall of the small building, only Yun Xiao and the Crown Prince Yan Yu remained.
Yun Xiao couldn't help but look at Yan Yu curiously. "Crown Prince Bei is skilled in martial arts, how did he sustain such severe injuries?"
As soon as she spoke, Crown Prince Yan Yu's eyes suddenly turned ferocious, chillingly terrifying. His pale face rapidly took on a greenish hue, and a murderous aura emanated from him. Gritting his teeth, he spoke fiercely, "I will not let him off! I will make him pay the price for doing something like this."
Yun Xiao was somewhat bewildered and pondered. Could the person Crown Prince Yan Yu was referring to be Shangguan Yao? Because Shangguan Yao had crippled his sister, Consort Yan, was that why he was so furious?
However, regarding the palace, Yun Xiao had a vague understanding. When did the Eastern Qin palace acquire so many experts to the point of leaving Crown Prince Yan so badly beaten?
Crown Prince Yan must have brought many subordinates with him into the palace. Now, escaping alone to this place, it was likely that his companions had all perished.
"Did Crown Prince Yan enter the palace?"
Yun Xiao probed softly. She only wanted to know from Yan Yu if there was still a hidden force of formidable individuals in the palace, in Shangguan Yao's hands.
Yan Yu did not conceal anything. He merely glanced at her strangely and then nodded.
Yun Xiao said nothing. Even if Eastern Qin was not as strong, the palace naturally had abundant talent. Moreover, Yan Yu was not familiar with the palace, so it was understandable that he got injured.
"If it weren't for that scoundrel Yan Nantian, I wouldn't have been injured. Against Shangguan Yao and Eastern Qin's secret guards alone, I wouldn't have been so helpless." xxs壹贰
As Yan Yu spoke, Yun Xiao raised an eyebrow.
"Yan Nantian, who is he?"
"My imperial brother, Prince Xin. Only by killing me can he ascend to the throne smoothly. So, during my secret departure from the palace, he dispatched a large number of assassins to kill me."
Yun Xiao was stunned. She hadn't expected these hidden circumstances. It seemed to be another struggle for imperial power.
However, this Prince Xin appeared to be a ruthless character. The fact that he could dispatch so many experts indicated meticulous planning. Yan Yu had left the palace in secret, yet he somehow knew his whereabouts, suggesting a traitor among his people.
"It seems there's a problem with your people. There's likely a mole, which is why they could easily succeed."
As Yun Xiao finished speaking, Yan Yu froze. He had been so focused on escaping and then was unconscious. Now that he had woken up, he hadn't even considered how Prince Xin knew his whereabouts. This meant a traitor was hidden among his people. Who could it be?
Yan Yu's pale complexion regained some color due to his surge of killing intent. His sinister eyes were like those of a fierce and cruel wolf.
"If I find out who it is, I will not let them go."
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful cold aura suddenly enveloped the air, like a chilling freeze capable of instantly immobilizing all thought.
A figure burst through the light and shadow, instantly appearing beside Yun Xiao. At the same moment, Yan Yu, enduring the pain, straightened up and struck at the newcomer. The person waved a long sleeve, and the broad sleeve, white as flowing clouds, unleashed a wave of silver light – powerful True Qi.
Yan Yu's palm met the True Qi head-on, sending a jolt up his arm that made his hand numb. He was forced back, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the newcomer with a grim expression.
He saw a tall, handsome man wearing a mask standing beside Yun Xiao. This man possessed immense destructive power. The frigid aura surrounding him and his bloodthirsty, sinister eyes were fixed on Yan Yu, then slowly shifted to the woman beside him.
"Xiao'er, why are you saving this person?"
The newcomer was naturally Murong Chong. As soon as he entered the airspace above the small building, he had smelled the scent of blood, so he had darted in. Unexpectedly, Yan Yu was very agile, mistaking him for an assassin trying to harm Yun Xiao, and had lunged forward. As a result, he had taken a palm strike and was almost shaken to death.
"He is Crown Prince Yan Yu of the Northern Dynasty."
Yun Xiao said calmly, turning to look at Yan Yu. Seeing that although he had vomited blood, his life was not in danger, but his internal injuries would likely take longer to recover. It would be difficult for him to recuperate without one or two months.
"I know. An annoying fellow."
Murong Chong raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, not having the slightest good impression of this guy.
Not just of this guy, but of anyone who appeared beside Xiao'er, he had no good feelings towards them.