sjar Chapter 84 084 Rescue
Chapter 84 084 Rescue
Chapter 84 084 Rescue
In the deep, inky darkness, a carriage slowly rolled towards the Marquis of Anshi's residence.
Inside the carriage, Ye Pianran held several silver needles in her hand, recalling the new knowledge she had just learned from Liu Luluo while flipping through the medical book beside her, muttering to herself:
"This is the wrapped needle, one inch and six-tenths long, used to lightly puncture the skin to drain the yang energy; this is the round needle, one inch and six-tenths long, shaped like an egg, used to rub between the skin, taking care not to injure the muscles, to drain the qi..."
Lingyi sat to one side, clutching the swaying lantern tightly. Looking out at the overcast sky, she said worriedly to Lingshu, who was driving the carriage outside, "Lingshu, could you please hurry? It looks like it's going to rain. We mustn't let Miss catch a cold..."
"Sister Lingyi, this horse is already running fast enough. What if it bumps the young lady if it goes any faster?" Ling Shu's slightly trembling voice came from outside. "Sister Lingyi, don't worry, the rain won't come down so soon."
Since the incident with the coachman at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Lingyi dared not use any other servants in the manor. Instead, she had Lingshu learn how to drive on her own, so this was just a novice driving for her. Knowing that she was a little uneasy, Lingyi didn't press her any further and could only say, "Alright, then be careful."
Lingyi turned around and saw Ye Pianran staring intently at her, looking eager to try. She was immediately startled and asked with a dry laugh, "Miss, why are you looking at me like that?"
Ye Pianran's gaze slowly moved down, looking at various parts of her body. She held the needle in her hand forward and said, "It's nothing, I was just looking."
Lingyi was both amused and exasperated. Just as she was about to speak, a gust of cold wind suddenly swept in from outside the car, blowing out the light in her hand. A dark figure rushed into the car with the wind, and a cold hand grabbed Ye Pianran's neck, pressing her firmly against the car wall. The heavy smell of blood immediately filled the narrow car.
Lingyi was terrified. Just as she was about to cry for help, she felt something tap her neck and could no longer make a sound.
"Don't scream, or I'll kill her." A deep, cold voice rang out, tightening its grip on Ye Pianran's neck. Ye Pianran gasped for breath, letting out a soft moan of pain, and from those two simple words, she recognized the person's identity.
"Third Prince?" she said with difficulty, staring wide-eyed at the indistinct black shadow in front of her.
The address caused the shadowy figure to pause slightly. Ye Pianran then felt the strength on her neck vanish instantly, and a heavy body fell heavily towards her. Panicked, she caught the body and touched the warm, thick liquid flowing from it. Ye Pianran's expression changed instantly.
Everything that happened inside the carriage happened in the blink of an eye. Ling Shu outside only heard a few strange noises and turned around in confusion to ask, "Sister Lingyi, is something wrong inside the carriage?"
Lingyi remained silent, but Ye Pianran replied coldly, "Don't stop, keep driving!"
Ling Shu let out an "Oh," and raised his whip to strike the horse's rump again. Suddenly, a cold sensation fell on his face. Ling Shu looked up at the thickly clouded sky and saw that fine rain was falling from the clouds without warning, connecting the sky and the earth into one.
The first rain of autumn has finally arrived.
The torrential rain poured down, washing over the capital city in the night, quickly mixing the dust and filth on the road into puddles. As the rain washed away the bloodstains from the ground, and the air was free of the smell of blood, Ji Linchuan felt a sharp pain in his chest and collapsed to his knees. His right hand had been severed at the elbow by Chunyu Yang; the rainwater flowed down, seeping into his wound, causing even more excruciating pain.
The sound of rapid hoofbeats came from behind. Ji Linchuan turned around and saw Ji Hongbo jump off his horse and walk quickly to his side.
Despite the excruciating pain, Ji Linchuan said, "They escaped."
His voice was extremely hoarse, clearly indicating severe internal injuries. Ji Hongbo frowned and helped him up: "Let's go back and talk about it!"
In the Xu residence in Yanliu Lane, Ye Yingrou paced back and forth inside, her expression anxious and agitated. Ye Yanxun sat beside her and, seeing her like this, said, "Rou'er, don't worry. Ji Hongbo has already gone, and with Ji Linchuan joining them, they won't let that person escape."
"How could I not be worried?" Ye Yingrou said through gritted teeth. "When I came out of Lingyin Pavilion, Ji Linchuan only realized that someone was following me halfway there, which means that person's skills are on par with Ji Linchuan's. In the capital, who else could have such skills and be investigating our Ronghua Tower?"
Taking a deep breath, Ye Yingrou said, "I didn't guess his identity just now, which led Ji Linchuan to try to kill him. Have you thought about the consequences if Ji Linchuan fails to kill him?"
Ye Yanxun stood up in shock: "You had Ji Linchuan kill him? He is—"
A noise came from outside, and Ye Yingrou and Ye Yanxun immediately turned to look. They saw Ji Hongbo supporting Ji Linchuan, whose right hand was broken and whose face was ashen, as he walked in. Seeing Ji Linchuan in this state, Ye Yingrou had a very bad feeling.
Ji Linchuan returned to her, enduring the excruciating pain, and knelt on the ground, saying, "I tried my best to entangle that person, blinded him with poison powder, and stabbed him in the chest with a dagger, but he still managed to escape."
Ye Yingrou asked, "Did you see who that person was?"
Ji Linchuan gritted his teeth and uttered three words: "King of Northern Martial Arts!"
It really was him! Ye Yingrou felt a sudden jolt in her head and involuntarily took two steps back. Ye Yanxun quickly steadied her and asked Ji Linchuan, "Which way did he run off to?"
Ji Linchuan said, "I don't know. The rain was too heavy and washed away the bloodstains and smell of blood on the ground. They can't be found anymore."
Why did Chunyu Yang follow their carriage? It means he already knew that the death of Jin Ding Mohe in Qionglin Garden was related to Ronghua Tower, and the only person who had recently contacted Ronghua Tower was Ye Bijun! Unexpectedly, Chunyu Yang chose to start with Ye Bijun; she underestimated him! Now that Chunyu Yang has seriously injured Ji Linchuan and escaped, once he recovers, Ronghua Tower will inevitably face annihilation!
Thinking of this, Ye Yingrou immediately said to Ji Hongbo, "Ah Hong, we can't stay in the capital any longer. You must return to Lingyin Pavilion immediately and lead all the people in the building to retreat back to Fuzhou tonight! Hurry!"
A ruthless glint flashed in Ji Hongbo's eyes, and his clenched fists trembled uncontrollably: "What are you afraid of? Although he escaped, he was poisoned by Ji Linchuan's powder and stabbed in the chest with a dagger. As long as we deliver the final blow, we can send him to meet the King of Hell!"
"No, this is the capital, under the Emperor's nose! Ronghua Tower is my life's work, I can't take this risk!" Ye Yingrou retorted loudly. Before she could successfully bring her mother back to the Marquis's mansion and become a true legitimate daughter again, she absolutely wouldn't allow her plan to go awry!
Ji Hongbo was extremely unwilling, but he was also somewhat wary of the endless supply of poisons she possessed, so he could only say, "Alright, I'll leave with my men tonight."
On the other carriage, Ye Pianran relit the lamp and, by the light, looked down at Chunyu Yang, who had suddenly entered their carriage. Upon seeing him, she almost knocked over the oil lamp in her hand.
Chunyu Yang's eyes were tightly closed, two streams of bloody tears flowing from the corners of his eyes and disappearing into his temples. A gruesome wound ripped across his chest, the blood from which had soaked his entire front. Due to excessive blood loss, his lips were deathly pale, and his body was devoid of warmth, as if he were dead.
Ye Pianran reached out to check his pulse and found it to be extremely weak, even showing signs of stopping! No, if she didn't save him quickly, he would really die!
Setting the oil lamp aside, Ye Pianran immediately removed the jade hairpin from her hair, forcefully tore open Chunyu Yang's robe, and took out several small porcelain bottles containing spiritual spring water from her cloth pouch. She poured all the water onto his chest to clean his wound. The wound on his chest was extremely deep, but fortunately, the sword had avoided his vital organs, thus saving his life on the spot.
The spiritual spring fruit in the space was truly useful. After the wound was washed, it stopped bleeding. Ye Pianran then had Lingyi find the wound medicine she had obtained from Liu Luluo that day and sprinkle it on Chunyu Yang's wound.
After doing all this, she examined his eyes, which were bleeding from tears, and found that they were a deep purplish-red, with several crisscrossing black streaks within them, clearly indicating that he had been poisoned. She wanted to use the spiritual spring water to wash his eyes again, but found that she had used up all the spiritual spring water she had prepared. So she took the porcelain bottle, gently touched the red birthmark on his tiger's mouth, and entered the spiritual realm of her spatial dimension.
After refilling the porcelain bottle with spiritual spring water, Ye Pianran returned to reality to cleanse Chunyu Yang's eyes, which had been poisoned by the powder. After her efforts, the blood and tears from his eyes finally stopped, and the blackness in them subsided somewhat.
After doing all this, she checked his pulse again and found that although it was still extremely weak, it had stabilized, and she couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.
Lingyi had countless things she wanted to say, but Chunyu Yang had silenced her by striking her acupoint, so she couldn't say anything and could only gesture silently at Ye Pianran.
Having understood her meaning, Ye Pianran said to Ling Shu, who was driving the carriage outside, "Ling Shu, change course and go to the Northern Martial King's Mansion."
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt her wrist being grabbed by a cold object: "No, we can't go back to the Prince's mansion..."
Yes, he's so badly injured. If he goes back like this, it will probably alarm the entire Prince's Mansion, and even the entire capital. Who would dare to injure the renowned Northern Martial King right under the Emperor's nose? There must be some hidden reasons he doesn't want others to know.
But where else could she go if not to the Northern Martial Prince's residence? It was raining outside, and she couldn't just leave him there, could she? He was her great benefactor who had saved her life several times.
Ye Pianran lowered her head and asked, "Does the Third Prince have any vacant houses outside?"
Chunyu Yang kept his eyes tightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep again. If it weren't for the fact that he was still holding her wrist, she would have really thought that it was just her imagination.
With a sigh in her heart, Ye Pianran said to Ling Shu outside the carriage, "Enough, Ling Shu, let's go back to the Marquis's residence."