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Although it was almost certain that Shu Changyu was a man, Song Yan was still shocked when she actually saw his clear male features.

male!

It's a man!

Shu Changyu is a man!

There was no way of deceiving myself now.

Song Yan suddenly had a heart attack, but when his eyes fell on the shocking wound on his chest, he only felt his head buzzing.

"Aren't you poisoned?"

Shu Changyu said in a hoarse voice: "The blade is smeared with poison."

"Then how do we detoxify?" Song Yan asked in panic.

"The poison has been cured through bloodletting. He won't die for the time being. Even if he dies, he will live until we get married..." Shu Changyu's voice became weaker and weaker, and his dark eyes looked at Song Yan with shining eyes.

Song Yan glared at him, "What nonsense! Hold on!"

"This...this wound needs to be treated quickly."

Song Yan quickly took out a clean handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood around Shu Changyu's wound. His hands trembled slightly and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

After wiping off the blood, Song Yan took out a bottle of golden wound medicine from the purse he carried with him. This was something Shu Changyu had left for him. Unexpectedly, it was now used on Shu Changyu himself.

Song Yan bit open the bottle cork and sprinkled the medicine evenly on Shu Changyu's wound.

"Bear with it, it might be a little painful." Song Yan said softly.

Shu Changyu trembled slightly, frowned, but didn't say a word.

"It will be done soon." Song Yan quickened his movements.

After finally treating the wound, Song Yan helped Shu Changyu lean against the wall so that he could feel a little more comfortable.

Song Yan looked around for something to bandage the wound.

"There is nothing here, what should I do?" Song Yan was extremely anxious.

Suddenly he thought of something and shouted to the door, "Uncle and Aunt, can you come in and help?"

Mr. and Mrs. Shu heard the shouting and pushed the door open.

"What's wrong?" Shu's father asked anxiously.

Song Yan pointed at Shu Changyu's wound and said, "Uncle, this wound needs to be bandaged, but I can't find anything suitable."

Mother Shu quickly took out a clean cloth from her bosom and handed it to Song Yan: "Use this."

Song Yan took the cloth and bandaged Shu Changyu carefully.

When Shu's mother saw Shu Changyu's wound, her eyes instantly turned red. She couldn't help but complain, "You little bastard, you hid the fact that you were poisoned from us. If Ah Wu hadn't told us, we would still be in the dark."

Shu Changyu said lightly: "It's just a minor injury and poison. It won't kill you."

"You're just being stubborn, but you call this a minor injury or poison?" Song Yan said unhappily.

Shu Changyu looked at Song Yan and forced a smile: "Yan Yan, don't be angry, I'm fine."

Then who was the one who said in a weak voice "I'm afraid it's too late" just now? You are acting like me.

Song Yan sneered.

Shu's mother was observing the changes in Song Yan's expression. Seeing that there was no resistance in his eyes, she felt relieved.

Mr. Shu wanted to ask something, but because Song Yan was still there, he didn't ask.

At this time, outside the wooden house, An Qi was leaning against the wall, his clothes had long been stained with blood so that the original color could not be seen.

He raised his eyelids and looked at An Wu, who had a serious expression on his face.

He even said with a playful smile: "Why do you look so dead? I was the one who got hurt, not you."

Without saying a word, An Wu reached out and tore open An Qi's clothes to check his injuries. He saw that the wounds on his shoulders and chest were bloody and deep enough to see the bones.

An Wu's expression became even more stern.

"Master is still the best, and Brother Song is also very caring." An Qi said, "I can only face your cold face."

An Wu said in a cold voice: "Talk less and save some strength." As he said that, he took out a bottle of golden wound medicine from his arms and prepared to apply it to An Qi.

An Qi was still stubborn: "I won't die if I say a few more words, why are you so fierce?"

An Wu ignored him and sprinkled the powder directly on the wound. An Qi hissed in pain, but still said stubbornly: "Be gentle, be gentle, you are taking this opportunity to take revenge on me!"

"How come you are injured so badly?" An Wu's eyes were gloomy.

An Qi bared his teeth and cursed: "It's still that bastard Emperor."

After spending a long time with Song Yan, he also learned Song Yan's catchphrase.

"Who would have thought that he still had someone hiding beside King Hui?"

As An Wu bandaged him, he said, "It seems that King Hui is a living target left by the late emperor."

"You guessed right. The last time King Hui was captured, it was the late emperor's men who did it." An Qi couldn't help but feel annoyed. "It's all my fault for not noticing and putting the master in danger."

An Wu paused and said, "You are not to blame for this."

"The late emperor is such a bastard that he's still haunting us." An Qi cursed, "Even after his death, he still leaves behind so many troubles."

From An Yi to An Shi, they are all descendants of General Zhou's confidants. When General Zhou was sentenced to death, they hid their identities until Shu Changyu contacted them and trained them to be secret guards.

Therefore, the late emperor is their common enemy.

Even though the late emperor was dead, General Zhou's injustice had not yet been redressed. Those who had participated in framing General Zhou were still at large, enjoying wealth and glory.

During this period, they were planning to overturn General Zhou's verdict.

It was probably because the movement was too big that it attracted the attention of the remnants of the previous emperor, and they set up an ambush last night.

What's more troublesome is that they also discovered spies sent by the new emperor.

Now their Yunshan County was completely targeted.

Inside the house, Shu Changyu's face was still pale, but he looked better.

Song Yan said, "You've lost so much blood. I'll make you some nourishing soup."

"Don't go." Shu Changyu reached out and grabbed Song Yan's wrist and pulled hard. Song Yan lost her balance and fell to the edge of the bed.

"What are you doing? Be careful not to touch the wound!" Song Yan exclaimed.

Shu Changyu didn't care, and looked at him with burning eyes: "Stay with me for a while."

Song Yan had no choice but to sit down as he said.

Mother Shu looked at the two of them, her eyes full of love: "Xiao Song, please take care of Changyu. I'll go make some medicine for him."

"Just get along with each other and don't quarrel." Shu's father said immediately, his eyes moving between the two of them.

Facing the kind eyes of Shu's father and mother, Song Yan scratched her hair awkwardly, thinking that not only was he gay, but he also came out in front of his girlfriend's parents.

No matter how thick-skinned Song Yan was, he couldn't hold it in anymore at this moment.

Seeing this, Shu's mother quickly pulled Shu's father's sleeve and said, "Let's go back first. The house is still a mess."

Song Yan quickly stood up and sent Shu's father and mother out the door. When he turned around, he caught a glimpse of Anwu and Anqi in the corner.

Seeing that An Qi's clothes were also stained with blood, he asked nervously: "Ah Qi, you are injured too?"

An Qi chuckled and said, "Brother Song, my injury is nothing serious. It won't cause any trouble."

Song Yan glanced at An Qi's injuries and frowned fiercely: "Go back and take good care of yourself. I'm here."

An Qi wanted to say something, but Song Yan glared at him back.

Song Yan said to An Wu again, "Keep an eye on Ah Qi."

An Wu nodded in agreement.

After saying that, Song Yan turned around and went back into the room. Shu Changyu was leaning on the bed with his eyes closed, seemingly resting.

Song Yan tiptoed to the bedside and sat down. Looking at Shu Changyu's peaceful sleeping face, she felt a tender feeling in her heart.

Shu Changyu lowered her head slightly, her fine hair resting on her brow bones, and her long and thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her face.

Song Yan watched quietly for a while, and couldn't help but reach out and gently brush the loose hair on Shu Changyu's forehead, revealing her beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

Shu Changyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up. Song Yan quickly withdrew her hand, but was grabbed by Shu Changyu.

"Don't hide." Shu Changyu's voice was a little lazy.

Song Yan suddenly paused and realized: "You are pretending to be asleep!"

Shu Changyu opened her eyes and looked at him with a smile: "You found out, Yanyan, I just wanted to see if you would kiss me secretly."

Song Yan was so angry that she said, "You wish!"

Shu Changyu laughed even more happily: "Yanyan, you are so excited, maybe I guess you got the hint from what I was thinking?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you up!" Song Yan raised his fist and pretended to hit him.

Shu Changyu took the opportunity to grab Song Yan's hand and said jokingly, "Yan Yan is so fierce."

Song Yan pushed him back onto the bed and said in feigned anger, "Behave yourself. If your wound opens again, I'll see if I'll pay any attention to you."

Shu Changyu still had a smile on his face, "Yanyan, even if you ignore me, I won't let you go."

Song Yan was about to say something to him, but he suddenly changed the subject and said with a smile, "You probably don't know yet, right?"

Before Shu Changyu could speak, he heard Song Yan say, "Prince Yong said he wanted to take you as his concubine."

The smile on Shu Changyu's lips froze instantly.