”Mind your own business. Go prepare dinner quickly. I’m starving,” Mei Si Yu deliberately sent Xiao Rou away, wanting to be alone and think about the many recent events.
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Wen Yue Yan dragged his exhausted body, barely returning to Fenqing Yuan. His wound was already seeping blood. Zhang Steward happened to see him and hurried to support his tottering body. Wen Yue Yan forced himself to say: “Zhang Steward, is Su Yun safe?”
”The young miss returned to the mansion early. Let me help you to your room, young master,” Zhang Steward said caringly. After getting the young master’s permission, he supported him inside. At this moment, unable to bear the pain’s torment, Wen Yue Yan fainted in Zhang Steward’s arms, a faint smile still on his lips.
From a young age, his master had instilled in him the mindset of an assassin – he could not have any emotional attachments, and he never looked at women twice, except for Su Yun who trained martial arts with him. In these 20 years, she was the first woman he had seen. The moment he saw her, he fell in love with this incredibly beautiful woman, falling for her without reason. As an assassin, this was a grave mistake, equivalent to exposing his weakness to his enemies.
“Cousin, what are you thinking about?” Liu Su Yun gently shook her dazed cousin, asking with concern.
“Nothing, just thinking about our next steps. You should also avoid appearing in public to prevent him from suspecting Wind Qing Yuan,” Wen Yue Yan said.
“Okay, Su Yun understands. Are you hungry, cousin? Shall I go to the kitchen and make some porridge for you?” Liu Su Yun said. It seemed her cousin was still worried about her. His previous daze was actually out of concern for her, which warmed Su Yun’s heart, making her voice softer.
Liu Su Yun closed the door and walked to the kitchen. Inside, Wen Yue Yan took the opportunity to regulate his internal energy, forcibly suppressing the rebellious qi within him. His complexion was much better than when he first returned. Thanks to Liu Zi Xian’s bandaging and cleaning, his wound had stopped bleeding. With a few more days of rest, he would fully recover. Feng Yi Palace!
