sjar Chapter 1286 Inexplicable
Chapter 1286 Inexplicable
"Don't move, or the poison will spread." His voice became increasingly hoarse.
Ye Li bit her lip and obediently lay on the couch, burying her face in the pillow, revealing the beautiful curve of her neck.
Zhan Xuan looked at that fair neck and quickly turned his face away.
His fingertips moved with increasing gentleness. He carefully applied the antidote ointment to the wound, then wrapped it with clean strips of cloth, each movement performed with utmost care, as if handling a rare treasure.
After treating the wound on his back, Zhan Xuan turned to the wounds on his shoulder and abdomen. The wound on his abdomen was shallower, but it was still a bloody mess. As he bent over, strands of hair fell down unintentionally, brushing against Ye Li's waist.
"Xuan, Boss Xuan, it's a little itchy!" Ye Li couldn't help but whisper, his voice trembling, with a heavy nasal tone, just like a wounded young animal that needed comforting.
Zhan Xuan paused, looked up, and saw Ye Li's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were glistening with tears, and her eyes, like autumn water, were half open, with a hint of confusion and shyness, so beautiful that it made one's heart tighten.
He looked a little awkward, and he subconsciously whispered reassurance, "It'll be fine soon!"
He continued to work with his fingertips, carefully cleaning the wound, applying medicine, and bandaging it.
In the candlelight, Ye Li's skin trembled slightly. The bloodstains on the wound had been wiped clean, revealing the skin lines underneath, which had a kind of broken beauty.
Zhan Xuan looked at his bluish-black lips and recalled how he had coughed up blood earlier. His heart ached, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the corner of his lips with his fingertips to wipe away the remaining bloodstains.
Ye Li froze, then suddenly looked up at him, her eyes filled with shock.
Their eyes met, the candlelight flickering in each other's eyes, and the air in the room seemed to freeze, filled with an indescribable atmosphere.
Zhan Xuan realized his lapse in composure, quickly withdrew his hand, his ear tips slightly burning, and lowered his head to cover it up, saying, "Alright, you should get some rest."
Ye Li hurriedly looked away, his cheeks flushing even more, and whispered, "Thank you, Boss Xuan." He turned to the side and curled up, but he could still feel Zhan Xuan's lingering warmth on his back. His heart pounded like a drum, unable to calm down for a long time.
Zhan Xuan sat on the edge of the couch, watching his thin back. The candlelight illuminated his beautiful profile, and a complex mix of emotions surged within him.
He couldn't understand what was going on between him and Ye Li.
Why do I have such messed up thoughts about him?
After a moment, he shook his head vigorously and muttered to himself, "There's nothing more to our relationship than brotherhood!"
Only after understanding this did he feel at ease returning to Ye Li's side to take care of her.
The two rested at the inn for five days before finding a carriage to head to the capital.
When Zhan Xuan arrived at the Min Prime Minister's residence, the Holy Maiden summoned him and earnestly asked, "Ah Xuan, are you willing to inherit the throne of Li Kingdom and become its ruler?"
"This?" Zhan Xuan's face was filled with shock. He looked at his parents sitting beside him in surprise: "Is he going to inherit the throne of Li Kingdom?"
Lin Yiwan nodded: "Yes, we agreed that you would inherit the throne. However, your great-uncle and your grandmother have fallen out. After careful consideration, we have decided to bring you to Li Kingdom ahead of schedule so that you can rightfully become the crown prince!"
Zhan Xuan's heart pounded wildly. He had never imagined that he would have the throne to inherit!
He was truly caught off guard!
The saintess gently comforted him: "Xuan'er, your grandmother understands that you can't accept it right now, but the situation in Li Kingdom is very serious. Your great-uncle is not in his right mind, so you have no choice but to take on this mission in this critical moment!"
Zhan Yan also chimed in with advice: "Your ability to become a young general in the Sheng Dynasty is enough to show that you are both brave and resourceful, Ah Xuan. The Li Kingdom's court is in turmoil right now, and your grandmother needs you!"
Zhan Xuan was not afraid of becoming the king; his only concern was how to deal with Ye Li.
Moreover, the two were ambushed by the Heavenly Mandate Palace on their way, and they would never let it go.
Thinking of this, a solemn expression flashed across his face.
He said in a deep voice, "Grandmother, Father, Ali and I were ambushed on our way here. It was assassins sent by the Heavenly Mandate Palace. They definitely do not approve of me becoming the Crown Prince of Li Kingdom!"
The saintess frowned at him: "Ah Xuan, are you scared?"
Zhan Xuan shook his head: "I'm not afraid. I've always been the type to become stronger with each setback. The first thing I'll do as the Crown Prince of Li Kingdom is to bring down the remnants of the Heavenly Mandate Palace!"
The Holy Maiden looked on with satisfaction: "Good, Ah Xuan truly deserves to be the young general of the Sheng Dynasty. As long as you are here, even if your great-uncle is in a daze, we are not afraid!"
At this moment, inside the royal palace of Li Kingdom, Min Yue was filled with panic after reading a letter.
She quickly had the kitchen prepare the dishes that King Wu liked, and then took them to his council chamber.
Now, the King of Wu is extremely fond of her. Upon seeing her enter, he immediately stood up to greet her: "Yue'er, didn't I tell you to take good care of your health? Why did you personally bring me food?"
Min Yue said shyly, "I miss the King!"
Seeing her flushed face, King Wu was somewhat distracted.
He didn't know what was wrong with him lately; he just couldn't control himself at all.
He reached out and picked up Min Yue, then slammed her down onto the table piled high with memorials.
Min Yue was terrified. She said anxiously, "Your Majesty, please don't stay here. What if someone comes?"
King Wu gently comforted her, "No one will come, my dear Yue'er. Didn't you say you missed me?"
Min Yue immediately hooked her arm around his neck and said, "Let Yue'er finish speaking first. Someone just came to report that a very important guest has arrived at the Min Prime Minister's residence!"
Upon hearing her mention the Min Prime Minister's residence, the longing on Wu Guojun's face diminished considerably.
He still didn't let go of Min Yue, and asked with a frown, "What kind of guest has arrived?"
Min Yue answered in a low voice: "Zhan Xuan, the young general from the Zhan Yi Marquis's mansion who is in the border military camp!"
Anger suddenly surged in the eyes of the King of Wu. How could he not know what the Holy Maiden wanted to do by bringing people here?
He quickly released Min Yue, reached out to straighten her clothes, and said, "We'll go to the Min residence immediately!"
Min Yue asked nervously, "Should I go too? What if the Holy Maiden and the Lady of the Marquis don't like me?"
The King of Wu gripped her hand tightly: "Yue'er, you are about to become my Empress. Even if my elder sisters are unhappy, they must bear with it!"
Min Yue burst into tears, sobbing as she buried her face in his chest: "But I'm still scared!"
The King of Wu understood perfectly well what she was afraid of: being nameless and without status.
He patted her back tenderly: "Don't be afraid. Even if I can't make you empress right now, you are still my woman. I won't tolerate them disrespecting you. I will stand up for you!"
Min Yue then stopped crying and nodded: "Alright, I will accompany the King to the Min Prime Minister's residence!"
The two arrived at the Prime Minister's residence and were welcomed inside.
The atmosphere in the main hall was as still and icy.
After the King of Wu and Min Yue took their seats, the Holy Maiden put down her teacup and stared directly at Min Yue with a cold gaze. Her eyes were devoid of any warmth, as if she were examining an insignificant object.