Chapter 43 Blocking the Sword for Her

, Leng Shuli, Yu Ning, and finally the fourth prince, Ye Tianyu, whom Yun Shanyue only saw once before when she first came to the palace."You really are like a ghost that won't leave!" Yun Shanyue mut...Chapter 43: Shielding Her from a Sword

Cold Shaozhu was delighted upon hearing this. As Yun Qianyue approached, he immediately lifted the curtain with evident joy.

Infectiously affected by Cold Shaozhu's rich expressions, Yun Qianyue couldn't help but smile in response. People shouldn’t dwell on others' past mistakes; when they repent and change for the better, one must give them a chance to redeem themselves. She was naturally straightforward and flexible, so as long as it aligned with her heart’s intentions, she wouldn’t overly concern herself.

"Sister Moon actually wants Little Prince Cold to send you A lone man and woman together might not be proper." Qin Yuning's smile froze before she forced another one upon seeing Yun Qianyue walk toward Cold Shaozhu’s carriage, as if she hadn't heard Cold Shaozhu's earlier barb. "If His Excellency Jing finds out, Sister Moon must have a good explanation ready to prevent hurting His Excellency's heart."

Upon hearing this reference to Rong Jing, Cold Shaozhu’s expression subtly changed.

Yun Qianyue stopped in her tracks and raised an eyebrow with a faint smile. "I heard yesterday that Miss Qin is pregnant. I haven’t congratulated you yet."

Qin Yuning's body visibly trembled, but she kept smiling, saying, "Thank you, Sister Moon. The Second Prince and I were betrothed long ago, so the Emperor was delighted to hear about my pregnancy."

"I hope Miss Qin will have a smooth wedding ceremony and give birth to an imperial grandson." Yun Qianyue gave her a meaningful smile before lightly leaping into Cold Shaozhu’s carriage and pulling down the curtain.

The curtains fell, separating Cold Shaozhu and Yun Qianyue from view.

Qin Yuning's face froze, squeezing the curtain so tightly it left marks on her skin. Her delicate lips almost drew blood as she watched Cold Shaozhu’s carriage leave; for a moment, she was speechless.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue exchanged glances before following Cold Shaozhu's carriage.

Though less regal than the sandalwood carriages used by Rong Jing, the interior of Cold Shaozhu’s carriage was still lavish and comfortable. After entering, Yun Qianyue lazily leaned against the side of the carriage, feeling extremely fatigued after a short while. She then waved at Cold Shaozhu, saying, "Give me a pillow to lean on. Move over so I can stretch out for a bit."

Her tone and demeanor were incredibly natural, as if she was treating him like an old friend, with no awkwardness or discomfort.

Cold Shaozhu froze, staring at Yun Qianyue in confusion.

"Hey, didn't you hear what I said" Yun Qianyue raised her brow to look at Cold Shaozhu. Compared to her natural demeanor, he appeared stiff and uncomfortable like a guest. She found it amusing that she and Cold Shaozhu were inherently incompatible but somehow managed to reconcile.

"Oh, I heard." Cold Shaozhu quickly picked up the pillow beside him and handed it to Yun Qianyue, scooting over to make space for her.

Yun Qianyue took the pillow, stretched out lazily, looking at Cold Shaozhu sitting in a corner with amusement. "You don't need to move so far."

Cold Shaozhu scooted back slightly but only by a few inches.

Seeing this, Yun Qianyue smiled and sighed wistfully. "I still miss the old Cold Shaozhu! Always fighting or trying to kill me. Though it was infuriating, it was also satisfying."

Cold Shaozhu blushed and whispered suddenly, "Yun Qianyue, in the past…" He stopped mid-sentence.

"Hmm What about the past" Yun Qianyue asked him.

“In the past… I did something wrong…” Cold Shaozhu lowered his head and spoke softly.

“Heh…” Yun Qianyue laughed at him. "I never imagined you would one day apologize to me. All these years, interrupting your good fortune, should I also say sorry"

"No need… those were bad things I did." Cold Shaozhu shook his head immediately.

“Finally got some conscience! That's a tough thing.” Yun Qianyue sighed again and suddenly stared at him strangely. "How did you suddenly have such an enlightenment Did something big happen to make you change your ways so abruptly"

Cold Shaozhu’s face turned pale, but he remained silent.

"Can't talk about it Really saw them then" Yun Qianyue blinked at him as his complexion suddenly paled.

Shaking his head, Cold Shaozhu lowered his gaze and said softly after a while, "Lying in the Imperial Medical Bureau, I truly felt like I would die. I could hear Father King talking to you both but couldn't move or wake up. I’ve never seen Father King plead for help before… I knew you gave me the Great Restoration Pill…

"So that moment made you realize everything" Cloud Qianyue raised an eyebrow.

"Not entirely. Later on, while lying in bed for a month, I kept thinking about the things that happened over the years..." Leng Shaozhuo said softly: "I came to understand many things."

Cloud Qianyue was enlightened, this must mean he has figured it out! This can also be considered turning a misfortune into a blessing. She slowly said: "Giving you the Great Rebirth Pill at that time wasn't my own wish, but I was forced by Ye Tianyi."

"I know. But if you didn't want to save me in your heart, even Prince Seven wouldn’t have been able to force you. I understand you…" Leng Shaozhuo lifted his head and looked at Cloud Qianyue earnestly.

Cloud Qianyue smiled and nodded: "That's right! At that time, although I disliked the Filial Piety Prince and you, it was still a human life. It wasn't easy for the Filial Piety Prince to plead with others in such a manner just to save his son. How pitiful is a parent's heart. If I could help, I did. At worst, if you regain your health and fight me again later on, I’ll disable you once more at that time when there'll be no Great Rebirth Pill to save you. I hope you can tone it down a bit, but I didn't expect that after a great calamity, you would start anew. Unexpected indeed!"

Leng Shaozhuo also smiled and affirmed: "I want to become a better person."

"Mm-hmm, promising!" Cloud Qianyue said in agreement with a smile, "I believe that you will be able to live well from now on."

"Really You... trust me" Leng Shaozhuo's eyes brightened slightly.

"Trust!" Cloud Qianyue nodded. "As long as your heart is pure and upright, if you don't seek fame and fortune among the feudal lords but are worthy of having lived in this world, then you have a clear conscience. Who was born bad You were spoiled by the Filial Piety Prince. Excessive indulgence can bring disaster. Now that you've improved, it surely brings comfort to the Filial Piety Prince."

Leng Shaozhuo's eyes lit up again upon hearing her words before dimming down as he said quietly: "Father says I'm not as good as I used to be! It worries him more now."

Cloud Qianyue raised an eyebrow, thinking that Leng Shaozhuo's attitude toward her had probably changed today, hence making the Filial Piety Prince even more worried. She didn't know how to respond for a moment and thus remained silent.

"Cloud Qianyue, did you look at what I gave you last time" Leng Shaozhuo paused before lifting his head hesitantly to ask.

Cloud Qianyue blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "Jing Rong took it!"

Leng Shaozhuo nodded, then lowered his head without speaking anymore.

Cloud Qianyue wondered where Jing Rong put the sachet and letter she had never seen the contents of.

"I just wrote sorry. I won't hit you anymore in the future... I want to be friends with you like Ye Qingran..." Leng Shaozhuo said softly with his head lowered.

Cloud Qianyue heaved a sigh of relief and smiled: "So that’s what it was! Why didn’t you just tell me directly What's the point in writing a letter"

"I feared you wouldn't talk to me. I can't say it out loud in front of you." Leng Shaozhuo raised his head, glanced at Cloud Qianyue and seeing her smiling back at him quickly lowered his gaze again: "After all..."

Cloud Qianyue waved a hand to interrupt him: "What's past is past!"

"Then you…" Leng Shaozhuo looked uncertainly at Cloud Qianyue.

"As long as you don't do evil things anymore, reform yourself... cough cough, actually I'm still on the wrong path myself. Well… how about this We'll benefit each other in the future. Help me if anyone hits me and I’ll treat you as a friend." Cloud Qianyue coughed twice and said somewhat awkwardly.

"Alright!" Leng Shaozhuo smiled and nodded.

Cloud Qianyue felt that, compared to the big wolf dog in front of her before, now he was like a little lamb. She sighed internally as she thought having more friends meant more paths and having more enemies meant more walls blocking your way. This was definitely better than him hitting her every time they met. She yawned and closed her eyes: "I'll have a nap."

"Alright, you can sleep! I’ll call you when we arrive at the Cloud Manor." Leng Shaozhuo obviously knew about yesterday's incident in the palace. Seeing Cloud Qianyue’s tired face, his expression eased considerably compared to before.

The carriage fell silent as sounds of bustling crowds on the street filtered through.

Cloud Qianyue thought that no matter how troubled things were outside, the Capital City was always prosperous and it was no wonder officials didn’t know the hardships of the people. Listening to the murmuring crowd noises, she soon fell asleep. The carriage came to the city’s busiest streets; perhaps due to Leng Shaozhuo's former reputation, everyone cleared a path for the filial prince’s carriage upon seeing its emblem, making it sail smoothly.

After traveling for some time, suddenly faint sounds of something piercing through the air could be heard from all directions. Because there were many people on the street, these sounds were somewhat muffled, but to Cloud Qianyue's ears they were still clear; she opened her eyes instantly and was about to jump out when she saw Leng Shaozhuo sitting in a corner with no awareness, so she immediately reached out to grab him. She had intended to soar through the air but as the sounds seemed to come from above, flying would have led directly into an arrow shower; thus, she pulled Leng Shaozhuo out of the carriage by rolling.

Leng Shaozhuo was startled and felt a momentary dizziness as he was dragged off the carriage by Cloud Qianyue.

"Miss, be careful!" Ling Lian and Yi Xue also noticed the danger and leaped up to intercept. However, with too many arrows in the air, they only managed to knock down a few of them, while several others penetrated through the carriage curtains.

Yun Qianyue rolled on the ground with Leng Shaozhuo for a few times, avoiding another wave of arrows. She pulled Leng Shaozhuo up and straightened herself as people nearby screamed in shock at what they had just witnessed.

At this moment, a person suddenly darted out from the crowd and thrust their sword forward, aiming with incredible speed.

If it were yesterday, before she had exhausted her true energy for the empress dowager, Yun Qianyue wouldn't have feared such a blade. But after yesterday's exertion, her body hadn't fully recovered, and she didn't have much true energy left to use. The sword wielder was clearly an expert on par with her in martial arts; although she sensed the incoming sword, she couldn't dodge fast enough due to her condition, let alone while still holding onto Leng Shaozhuo.

Clearly, the assassin knew about her state and pressed forward relentlessly.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue, who had just dealt with a wave of arrows, were a bit far from Yun Qianyue at this point. They panicked upon seeing the sword aimed at her and immediately flew towards her. But it was too late for a rescue; they used their swords to counterattack instead.

The two swords shot out like cold rays, infused with both girls' strength, impacting the incoming blade. However, the wielder's martial arts were too high, and their inner energy was also powerful—only managing to push back by an inch before sending the two swords flying again, accurately stabbing towards Yun Qianyue’s heart.

Yun Qianyue had no more strength left and thought it inevitable that she would get injured today.

Just then, Leng Shaozhuo, who had been unconscious until now, suddenly woke up. He pushed Yun Qianyue away with one hand and blocked the sword with his body. A sound echoed as the blade struck him.

Yun Qianyue was pushed off balance; she regained her footing and turned to see Leng Shaozhuo blocking the attack for her, causing her expression to change.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue arrived at this moment. Furious, they swung their palms in unison, one palm dodged by the attacker but the other hit him squarely. Although he took a blow, it seemed not to affect him much as he drew his sword again, aiming for Yun Qianyue's heart.

Leng Shaozhuo fell backward, and Yun Qianyue immediately reached out to catch him.

Then, a pale figure landed gracefully, blocking the black-clothed man’s blade aimed at Leng Shaozhuo. This person was Rong Feng. Meanwhile, Ling Lian and Yi Xue used their full force against the assassin.

The attacker saw that his attempts were futile; he feinted with two moves before dodging the girls' palm winds and leaped into the air, landing on a rooftop across the street, quickly disappearing from sight.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue wanted to chase after him but Rong Feng called out softly as he withdrew his hand: "Don't follow! His martial arts are too high; you won't be able to catch up."

The two stopped in their tracks, turning around to look at Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue was tending to Leng Shaozhuo. The sword had pierced his chest, causing blood to gush out. She immediately sealed off the relevant acupoints and saw that Leng Shaozhuo's eyes were wide open as he looked at her; she pursed her lips without speaking.

But Leng Shaozhuo smiled at her: "Good thing you're not injured..."

Yun Qianyue frowned, asking why he had blocked the sword for her. This question seemed redundant as it was already done, but she couldn't help asking him.

"You said we are friends just now... so I helped you a bit," Leng Shaozhuo croaked.

Yun Qianyue fell silent; her words had only been idle chatter and hadn’t expected him to actually do anything for her. She didn't anticipate it happening so soon.

"Besides, if you hadn't held me back from the carriage, those arrows... I wouldn't have avoided them," Leng Shaozhuo added.

Yun Qianyue nodded in understanding and her expression softened as she told him not to speak further since his wound needed immediate care.

"If I died protecting you with my sword... I wouldn't regret it..." Leng Shaozhuo lowered his eyelids, speaking softly.

Yun Qianyue thought that he probably wouldn’t die as the blade hadn’t pierced deeply into his chest. Besides, she was glad Ling Lian and Yi Xue had thrown their swords earlier to lessen the impact of the assassin’s sword; otherwise, it would have been difficult to say if Leng Shaozhuo wouldn't be fatally injured now. Despite being wounded in the heart, she noted that there were no toxins on the blade since his opponent's martial arts seemed so high that they didn’t feel the need to use poison.

"We are closest to Yun Wangfu here; let’s take Prince Leng back to Yun Wangfu first!" Rong Feng walked over and took Leng Shaozhuo from Yun Qianyue's hands, surprised by how Leng Shaozhuo was willing to shield her with his body.

"Okay," Yun Qianyue thought thankfully that Rong Feng had arrived; otherwise, today’s situation would have been unimaginable. The person behind this assassination must really want her dead as they were taking every opportunity to attack her.

The carriage was now unusable, but luckily the street led directly to Yun Wangfu not far away. The group walked towards Yun Wangfu together.

"Fortunately, only one wave of sword rain was shot." Ling Lian whispered softly.

"Those people have learned from their experiences; their assassinations are becoming more precise. Moreover, on this bustling main street, shooting just one wave of sword rain and quickly evacuating makes us feel that the assassination has already happened, which is actually just a diversion tactic to allow an expert assassin to succeed in their attack after we've been distracted by the initial wave of swords." Yun Qianmo said casually.

"Our skills are not high enough; we couldn't protect Miss. Fortunately, Young Master Feng arrived in time," Yixue said.

Yun Qianmo glanced at Rong Jing and saw him carrying the blood-stained Leng Shaozhuo ahead quickly. She didn’t say anything more, thinking about how today they had ridden in Leng Shaozhuo’s carriage; what if they had been in Qin Yuning’s carriage instead Qin Yuning was skilled; she might have succeeded in killing her with the help of the assassins. It seemed that she should be even more cautious from now on, as she didn’t doubt for a moment that Qin Yuning wanted to kill her.

Seeing Yun Qianmo no longer speaking, Ling Lian and Yixue also fell silent. They both wondered if Hua Sheng Sister had successfully sent the Intelligent Prince to Nan Liang. If they returned with her and others like Cang Lan Fengyan, Miss would be much safer; relying on just them two was too thin.

The group soon arrived at Yun Manor, coinciding with when Marquis Yun was about to leave for the outside world. Seeing Rong Feng holding Leng Shaozhuo who had a large patch of blood flowing from his chest, he was greatly alarmed and immediately asked, "Little Prince… This is…"

"He escorted me back from the palace and took the swords for me," Yun Qianmo explained.

Upon hearing this, Marquis Yun's face changed. "Quickly… call a court physician!"

"No need; Rong Feng knows how to handle it." Yun Qianmo shook her head.

Rong Feng nodded respectfully at Marquis Yun and carried Leng Shaozhuo past him, heading into the manor. "Inside, in the first guest room of the third courtyard!" Yun Qianmo called out as she couldn’t keep up with Rong Feng’s pace.

"Understood!" replied Rong Feng.

Ling Lian and Yixue hurried ahead to prepare hot water and bandaging materials in the third courtyard.

“Qianmo, should we inform the Prince of Filial Piety immediately” Marquis Yun asked palely. Everyone knew that the Prince of Filial Piety cherished Leng Shaozhuo immensely; now with Leng Shaozhuo having narrowly escaped death and being injured again, it was unclear how worried he would be!

"You can send someone to inform him," said Yun Qianmo without turning around.

Marquis Yun nodded and quickly instructed his attendant to go, who promptly left the manor. He had originally intended to go to the Ministry of Rites but now followed Yun Qianmo urgently into the manor.

In the guest room within the third courtyard, Rong Feng placed Leng Shaozhuo on a bed; Leng Shaozhuo was pale-faced and seemed either from blood loss or pain but remained conscious. Ling Lian and Yixue brought warm water, while Rong Feng rolled up his sleeves, removing Leng Shaozhuo's outer garments to reveal a deep wound across his chest. Even though Yun Qianmo had stopped the bleeding with acupoint pressure, there was still blood seeping out. He then began to clean and treat the wound methodically.

Seeing that Leng Shaozhuo’s wound was deep but not life-threatening, Yun Qianmo relaxed and wiped her forehead before leaning on a couch inside the room as Rong Feng bandaged him up; Ling Lian and Yixue assisted Rong Feng by handing over necessary items.

Marquis Yun entered the room with slightly trembling legs and asked Yun Qianmo, "Qianmo, how did you encounter another assassination"

"I wish I knew too; maybe it's my destiny to have misfortune." Yun Qianmo rubbed her forehead feeling extremely tired.

Marquis Yun was momentarily speechless at Yun Qianmo’s words and seeing how poorly she looked, knowing that she had exhausted herself last night saving the Empress. He sighed and asked, "Who keeps trying to kill you Were today's assassins captured alive"

"Capture who alive It’s a miracle they didn’t kill me!" Yun Qianmo shook her head.

Marquis Yun still looked pale; "Why don't you use the three thousand covert guards Father gave you…" Suddenly remembering Leng Shaozhuo in the room, he stopped mid-sentence. Every manor was only allowed to house one thousand covert guards, but Yun Manor had three thousand. This was something that couldn’t be widely known.

"The Prince of Filial Piety's Manor also houses… three thousand covert guards… Uncle Yun, rest assured; I won't disclose it…" Leng Shaozhuo rasped out through gritted teeth, seemingly enduring pain as he spoke to Marquis Yun.

Marquis Yun nodded hastily and was puzzled why Leng Shaozhuo had taken the sword for Yun Qianmo but felt relieved when Leng Shaozhuo confirmed that the Prince of Filial Piety’s Manor also housed three thousand covert guards.

Rong Feng finished cleaning and treating Leng Shaozhuo's wound, applied medicine, bandaged it up, washed his hands, and walked over to write a prescription at the desk.

"Do I need to take medicine too" Lying on the bed without daring to move, Leng Shaozhuo asked Rong Feng as he saw him writing prescriptions, his face pale.

"You were just recovering from a major illness and are extremely weak. Now, after losing too much blood, you must take medicine to recuperate," Rong Feng replied.

Leng Shaozhu nodded painfully.

Yun Qianyue found Leng Shaozhu rather amusing when she saw him in such pain and cuteness. Maybe after getting used to someone, even his expressions become more pleasant Thinking this, she smiled and said, "If you fear bitterness, prepare a plate of candied fruits when drinking your medicine. It will be bitter first and then sweet, adding another dimension of flavor."

Leng Shaozhu's painful expression eased somewhat as he nodded.

After Rong Feng wrote out a prescription for Leng Shaozhu, he put down his brush and walked towards Yun Qianyue to take her pulse. Yun Qianyue did not push him away; she thought that this body would also need medicine.

The moment Rong Feng's hand touched Yun Qianyue’s wrist, his brows furrowed, and his thin lips tightly pursed.

"Prince Fei, is...Qianyue very serious" the Duke of Cold asked anxiously as he looked at Rong Feng.

Leng Shaozhu also leaned in to listen, seemingly anxious as he stared at Rong Feng.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue were about to throw out the bloodied water but now held their basins anxiously while looking at Rong Feng.

"Excessive loss of energy, weak body with deficient qi and blood, severe physical depletion," Rong Feng uttered a sentence as he looked at Yun Qianyue. Just like she had guessed, he said, "I’ll prescribe you some medicine; you will have to take decoctions for a month."

Yun Qianyue frowned.

"Otherwise, if you continue this way, it will be hard for you to conceive in the future," Rong Feng added.

The Duke of Cold’s face paled as he said urgently, "Qianyue, what should we do Follow Prince Fei’s advice..."

Yun Qianyue rallied a bit and nodded resignedly.

Rong Feng withdrew his hand and walked back to the desk to write out another prescription. He held the brush steadily with great strength, and all that could be heard in the room was the sound of pen on paper; the script flowed gracefully over the parchment.

Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Feng as she thought about what kind of woman would one day suit him so well...

Ling Lian and Yi Xue carried the dirty water out, determined to supervise Miss in taking her medicine for the next month to restore her health.

At this moment, hurried footsteps could be heard approaching. They were unsteady yet very familiar; Yun Qianyue had heard such steps once before when Queen Mother Leng Shaozhu was injured by Nan Lingrui’s design in an attempt on Night Tianqing’s life. Clearly, the Benevolent Prince had come upon hearing news of it. She looked out the window and saw the Benevolent Prince being led into the courtyard by the Duke of Cold's personal attendant.

The Benevolent Prince’s old face was pale; he seemed much older than before after days without sleep.

Seeing the arrival of the Benevolent Prince, the Duke of Cloud hurriedly went out to meet him. "Cold King Brother, you...have come"

"Where's Shaozhu How is he" The Benevolent Prince’s pace did not slow down as he pushed past the Duke of Cold and rushed into the room. Before his sentence was finished, he had already entered the house and saw Leng Shaozhu lying on the bed wrapped in white silk fabric with traces of blood visible; his legs were unsteady, and it seemed that words failed him. He could only stumble out, "Sh...Shaozhu, you...you..."

"Father, I'm fine; just a small injury. Prince Fei’s medical skills are very good, he has already bandaged me up," Leng Shaozhu looked at the Benevolent Prince and quickly answered.

"Really...really okay" The Benevolent Prince asked uncertainly.

"I’m really fine. If you don’t believe it, ask Prince Fei; I just need to rest for about ten days before I can walk around again," Leng Shaozhu looked at Rong Feng.

Only then did the Benevolent Prince seem to notice others in the room, his old eyes fixing on Yun Qianyue lying lazily on a soft couch. He turned and looked at Rong Feng standing by the desk.

"Though Cold Young王爺的小王爺受的傷雖然有些深，但不致命。我給他用了最好的金瘡藥，臥床休息大約十日應該就可以下床走動了。”容楓溫和地道。

孝親王聞言這才大鬆了一口氣，也意識到自己失態了，連忙收斂了些焦急的神色，回頭對冷邵卓問，“你怎麼受的傷？”

“我送雲淺月回來，我們遇到了刺客，就受傷了。”冷邵卓冇有說是為了救雲淺月。

"How could you encounter an assassin Where did you meet the assassin Haven't I sent people to protect you secretly" The Filial Prince recovered his composure and frowned as he asked.

"The assassin's martial arts were too high-level. At that moment, there was no time to summon the Infiltrators," Leng Shaozhuo replied.

The Filial Prince nodded and cast a glance at Yun Qianyue with a not-so-pleasant expression, "Why are you bringing Miss Qianyue back Is Miss Qianyue injured"

"Uncle Leng, do I look like someone who enjoys getting hurt When I left the palace last night, I was too tired after rescuing my aunt. Coincidentally, Young Prince Leng's carriage was at the palace gate; since I didn't have one of my own, I rode in his to return home." Yun Qianyue looked at The Filial Prince, "I lost most of my martial arts skills and couldn't use any strength, which is why Young Prince Leng got injured."

"So that's how it was!" A slightly unnatural expression flashed across the old prince’s face as he said somewhat awkwardly: "I was just puzzled! I also know about what happened in the palace last night. Miss Qianyue, being able to save the Empress, is quite remarkable; people now hold you in high regard."

Yun Qianyue twitched her mouth corners, "As long as they don't curse me, that's fine! Forget about holding me in high regard!"

The Filial Prince nodded and turned to Leng Shaozhuo: "Shaozhu, I'll take you back home right now."

Leng Shaozhuo lowered his head and said softly, "Father, I..."

"What is it" The Filial Prince looked at him with concern.

It seemed as if Leng Shaozhuo bit his lip; he lifted his head to glance at Yun Qianyue before lowering it again, "I want to stay here and recover."

"What" The Filial Prince was startled.

Yun Qianyue blinked her eyes.

"Miss Yun, I want to stay here to recover," Leng Shaozhuo seemed to summon up his courage as he lifted his head and looked at Yun Qianyue seriously, "I need your help."

Yun Qianyue looked at him; she felt unable to refuse the request of someone who had blocked a sword for her, especially with such earnest eyes. She smiled, "Alright then, you can stay here to recover! I will take medicine too, and we won't be bored when we do it together."

Leng Shaozhuo’s eyes brightened.

"No way! That's impossible!" The Filial Prince immediately objected.

"Father, I want to stay here to recover," Leng Shaozhuo said with a somewhat firm attitude.

"I said no way!" With a stern face, the prince responded equally firmly and ordered his long-term attendant outside: "Come in and carry Young Prince back home."

"Father!" Leng Shaozhuo shouted angrily.

"Listen to me!" The Filial Prince also scolded him angrily.

"I won't go. If you insist on taking me home, I'll tear open my wound for you to see," Leng Shaozhuo threatened his father.

"You..." The Filial Prince glared at him in anger.

"Uncle Leng, Young Prince Leng was just injured. Although it's not life-threatening, it is serious; it would be best if he didn't move around. I will be staying here for a while to take care of Miss Qianyue and her medicine usage. It’s convenient for me to also look after the bandaging and changing of Young Prince Leng’s dressings. He can stay here to recover," Rong Feng spoke at this moment, gently addressing The Filial Prince.

"Father, the palace's imperial doctors and our family's physicians are not as skilled as Young Master Feng. I won't return home." Leng Shaozhuo added.

The Filial Prince frowned upon hearing that; he naturally knew of Rong Feng’s medical skills—Old Man Snow Mountain had a reputation for his skills, which were definitely superior to the palace's imperial doctors and their family's physicians. His expression eased up as he waved at the attendant who entered and instructed him to leave. He compromised with Leng Shaozhuo: "Alright then! You can stay here to recover!"

Leng Shaozhuo’s face lit up.

The Filial Prince helplessly said to Yun Qianyue and Rong Feng, "Miss Qianyue, Young Master Feng, please take care of my son."

Rong Feng nodded, and Yun Qianyue smiled faintly: "Sure thing!t her without moving an inch.Glancing at Rong Jing, she thought to herself that this guy had indeed reached the realm of gods and buddhas. When she played "Ambush on All Sides" in reverse during music...