After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

Good luck will always come to you, or there will always be a way out.

Although the cliff where Ziheng and Wan Ning fell looked extremely steep and dangerous from above, in fact, a huge rock blocked their view from above, and there was actually a slight slope behind them. What was even more clever was that the lush vegetation growing on the slope could deceive people by making it look real.

During the fall, Ziheng held Wan Ning tightly in his arms, using his body as a shield. When the two fell to the slope and began to roll, Ziheng tried his best to increase the friction to slow down, and at the right time, he grabbed the vines of the plants on the slope and slowly stopped. After confirming that there was no danger, Ziheng loosened his arms to protect Wan Ning.

Wan Ning looked up at Ziheng in disbelief. He was pale and his eyes were a little blurry, and blood was flowing out of his shoulder. The two did not dare to be careless at this time, fearing that any further movement would be discovered by the men in black, so they carefully moved down along the vines. Fortunately, they found a cave not far away. Looking at the dark cave entrance, it was useless to be timid. At this time, they could only try their best. After helping Wan Ning in, Ziheng fainted at the entrance of the cave.

The handsome little emperor with fair skin and tender figure has now turned into a black coal ball!

Wan Ning dragged Ziheng into the cave with great difficulty, and then she collapsed on the ground due to exhaustion, looking around at the cave. It was not very big, and there were some straw and ashes from burning wood three steps away. She could also see round black sheep feces on the ground where she was sitting. I think this cave was prepared by the shepherds nearby. When it was cold, the sheep would graze on the hillside, and the shepherds would usually find a place to wait in the wind and rain.

Wan Ning stood up excitedly, fumbled around in the cave, and finally found a fire-making tool in the corner, and successfully started a fire.

With the help of the firelight, Wan Ning smoothed the straw next to him and dragged the unconscious Ziheng to lie flat on the straw. She could use the light source to check his body: the originally luxurious clothes had been torn, and there were some things like cockleburs on the fabric. From the outside, other parts of his body were just abrasions and external injuries. The most serious one was his shoulder. The last arrow shot by the man in black hit his shoulder exactly. Blood was still flowing out. If he didn't treat it at this moment, he would probably bleed to death.

Wan Ning didn't care about all that. She leaned forward and used both hands to quickly unbutton Ziheng's clothes. His upper body was completely exposed in front of her. However, she was surprised to find that in addition to the new wound on his shoulder, he also had many shocking old scars on his body, which looked like knife wounds and arrow wounds.

How could a prince have so many old injuries?

Now she could not care about so much, Wan Ning tore off a piece of cloth from her clothes and put it aside, and then took out the medicine powder she carried with her from her body. She first cleaned the wound briefly and sprinkled the medicine powder on it, then pressed the wound with a cloth strip to prevent the blood from seeping out.

Ziheng kept mumbling in his coma, but every word seemed to be related to Princess Le Yan. He called her name softly: "Yan Yan, Yan Yan, don't be afraid, Yan Yan..."

Wan Ning was about to be touched, but then she thought that the Yan Yan that Ziheng was talking about should be the real Princess Le Yan, and she, a fake, should not be taken too seriously. Seeing how pitiful he was, Wan Ning sat down beside him and leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Your Majesty, I'm here." When Ziheng heard this, he subconsciously grabbed her hand and fell asleep in a daze.

For the sake of him being injured, I won't argue with him and let him have a good rest. Wan Ning suddenly thought of something, and with a flash of inspiration, she leaned over to his ear and brainwashed him: "Your Majesty, I am Xiang Wanxuan's. You must be nicer to Xiang Wanxuan's people in the future, and remember to support us." When Wan Ning stood up after saying this, Ziheng actually increased the strength in his hand and held Wan Ning's hand tightly.

At dusk, Wan Ning woke up slowly and realized that she had fallen asleep. She hurried forward to check Ziheng's injuries. Fortunately, the bleeding had stopped, but she thought of a more serious problem. Because there was no instrument, she had to lie down, close to Ziheng's shoulder, and carefully observe whether the arrowhead was rusty.

"He was shot by this arrow, I hope he won't get infected again, ba, ba..." Wan Ning muttered to herself, forgetting the full name of the bacillus for a moment.

"Cold." Ziheng's voice was very weak, but Wan Ning also heard it.

"Cold? What kind of cold?" Wan Ning subconsciously replied, "You were shot by metal and might have contracted tetanus, not that you caught a cold from the cold."

After she finished speaking, she realized that Ziheng had already woken up. She quickly reached out and felt Ziheng's forehead to see if it was hot, and asked, "You're awake. How do you feel now?"

Ziheng stared at her and forced a smile to reassure her, then looked around and saw some small bottles and jars scattered on the ground. Seeing that Wan Ning was still fine, Ziheng lay down again with difficulty.

"Are you hungry? I've looked around here. The shepherds didn't leave any food here, so there's nothing to eat. Even if you're hungry, you have to bear with it." Although Wan Ning talked a lot, she didn't forget the work at hand. She took her hand out to add some firewood to the burning fire.

"Are these also left by the shepherd?" Ziheng pointed at the small medicine bottle on the ground and asked puzzledly.

"As a human being, the most important thing is to be prepared for any eventuality. Look, didn't you use it today?" Wan Ning quickly changed the subject. How could she have the nerve to say that she was worried that one day someone would discover the truth and then beat her up and throw her out of the palace? She had neither money nor medicine on her, so wouldn't she just be waiting to die in vain?

As he spoke, Wan Ning leaned forward to help him treat his wounds. He only needed to turn his head slightly to see Wan Ning's serious expression. This feeling was so fascinating that he simply kept staring at her, staring at her as she spoke, staring at her as she patrolled the cave. It was as if it was a familiar dream he had been looking forward to for a long time, and a satisfied smile inadvertently appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, what's with that expression on your face? Are you laughing at me?" Wan Ning thought there was dust on her face, so she wiped it off and fought back, "But don't laugh at me, you're no better than me now. It would be so embarrassing if other people found out that the emperor of Chu State looked like this! Fortunately, I hid you in this cave so that no one would find you. Remember to repay your aunt in the future."

Wan Ning pointed at him jokingly, but her eyes swept across the old and horrible scars on his body, and her heart twitched. She didn't know how to ask, so she sat next to him and asked casually, "What's the matter with those scars on your body? Aren't you the emperor of Chu State? How did you get so many injuries?"

"Left behind on the battlefield." Ziheng's expression was a little cold, as if he didn't want to talk about that life anymore. "What time is it now?"

Everyone has times they don't want to talk about. Inquiring questions are somewhat disgusting, so Wan Ning stopped talking tactfully and looked at the sky at the cave entrance: "Dusk is almost over. Your Majesty, your injury can no longer be delayed. It requires professional disinfection and anti-inflammatory treatment."

"Your Majesty, do you have a way to contact your guards? I heard before that the Emperor always has secret codes for communicating with his personal guards. If you have one, please give it to me immediately. Anyway, I will never tell anyone about our relationship. You can trust your aunt completely on this!" He made the promise while patting his chest.

Ziheng frowned and said weakly, "Don't call me the emperor or the emperor's nephew anymore, do you remember?"

Well, well, well. Wan Ning had thought about it before going back. If she didn't call him the emperor or the emperor's nephew, and someone with ulterior motives heard it and made a fuss about it, it would be enough to make Xiang Wanxuan suffer. But considering that he was a patient, she didn't intend to refute him and just talked about something else.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that Miss Du Ruo should be fine now, you don't have to worry. She happened to meet me and Meng Zhu on her way back, so I asked them to go back and get help."

When Ziheng heard Du Ruo's name, there was no joy on his face, and he even showed a hint of impatience at being disturbed. He used one arm to prop up his upper body on the floor, and sat up with difficulty against the cave. This simple action made him sweat profusely, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. His face became paler, and his messy hair hung on both sides. However, his eyes were firmly fixed on Wan Ning, who had her back to him, and he asked the question in his mind word by word with difficulty.

"You're not Princess Le Yan, are you?"

The tone was very light, but it was as if a heavy weight was pressing down on Wan Ning, making her breathless and as if she was on edge. She had thought of countless scenarios where her identity would be exposed, but she had never thought of this one. She thought to herself, "There are only two of us here. If you are so outspoken, aren't you afraid that I will hit you with a club and make you speechless?"

However, it was very different from what she had imagined. Wan Ning forced out a very ugly smile, turned to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, are you out of your mind now? Look at my face, who else could it be but Princess Le Yan? To be honest, I am still your savior."

After a pause, he replied: "I am the emperor of Chu State, not a fool."

Wan Ning stared at Ziheng guiltily, thinking that at worst she could tell him clearly, so she put down the firewood in her hand and walked to Ziheng to sit down pitifully. Before she could say anything, Ziheng understood the truth at a glance, and held her arm with great effort, begging with difficulty: "Don't hide it from me anymore. Whether you are Le Yan or not, you don't have any bad intentions, so call me Ziheng in private from now on, and if you have any questions, you can come to me."

It turned out that Ziheng was not going to force her to tell him the whereabouts of Princess Le Yan. She finally put her mind at ease. For Wan Ning, there was finally something that the people of Chu Country were willing to believe. She squeezed out two tears and told the story with a sobbing voice: "I am indeed not Princess Le Yan, but I really don't know the whereabouts of Princess Le Yan. When I woke up in Beiqi, everyone told me that I was the princess, and no one was willing to believe my explanation. The doctor said that I had amnesia and hysteria, and I was frightened and couldn't remember the past."

"Now I have told you everything. If you want to find the real Princess Le Yan, then I can help you. After all, I want to find her too. But please promise me that when Princess Le Yan comes back, please let me go. I really have no idea."

Tears fell down and dripped onto the back of Ziheng's hand. He endured the pain from the wound and wiped away her tears with difficulty. However, because the wound was pulled, it hurt so he simply leaned his head on her shoulder, panting and explaining anxiously.

"I have no intention of looking for you to investigate Le Yan's whereabouts. I just hope you will stop hiding it from me."

After saying that, he started coughing violently again. Wan Ning quickly put away her weak and aggrieved look and took care of him instead.

I thought he was a god of war, but I didn't expect him to be so weak!

Now that she has made things clear with Ziheng today, she won't have to worry about being discovered by him one day. Besides, it's like she has gained an ally, after all, they all want to find Princess Le Yan.

At this time, Ziheng's forehead had begun to burn, and he needed professional help. The sky outside the cave had completely disappeared, revealing a few stars. Along with the stars came a shout. Wan Ning jumped up and pulled out a burning stick from the fire. He ran outside the cave, waving it and shouting, "Hurry up, we're here."

The burning flames drew a beautiful light and shadow in the wind, and the scattered sparks fell to the ground like jumping stars. The weak Ziheng was already unconscious at this time. He stared at Wan Ning who was struggling to ask for help, and stretched out his hands to grab her but it was in vain. He muttered to himself:

"She's back, she's back!"

Fortunately, the torches in the distance were gradually approaching the cave. Wan Ning could vaguely distinguish the voices of Wan Tao and Shui Yue. She must have been with the search and rescue team. Soon everyone found this place. Shui Yue and Wan Tao's voices were hoarse, and their clothes were torn. They excitedly supported the princess.

The imperial physician who arrived urgently gave the emperor an initial diagnosis, and then hurried out of the cave to ask the guards to escort Ziheng back to the palace for treatment. During the interval, Wan Ning stopped the imperial physician to ask about the condition, but only got the imperial physician's reply: "Treatment is needed as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

So Wan Ning was afraid that she would get in the way, so she squatted by the wall and nervously watched the guards and imperial doctors busying in and out, until Ziheng was taken away by them and the surroundings returned to calm.

After Ziheng left, Wan Ning stood up with the help of Wan Tao and Shui Yue, walked into the cave and took a look around: things were scattered all over the floor, the fire was almost out, and her small medicine bottle was kicked over. The three of them put out the fire, cleaned up briefly, and put some silver under the bowl in the corner before leaving, as a reward for the shepherd.

After doing all this, Wan Ning and the others returned to the hunting camp under the escort of several guards. At this time, Wan Ning also felt a chill in her body and her eyelids were heavy. Just after getting off the horse and walking not far, she saw a figure walking in front of her. Wan Ning forced herself to wait for him to come to her side, and then she found that the person was none other than Prince Mu Xiu.

Before he could say anything, Wan Ning seemed to have seen a relative. The state she had been struggling to hold on to collapsed and she fell asleep.