Quick Wear: The first person to love the host

In an instant, Qi Jinyu let out a muffled groan, veins bulging on her forehead, and her eyes, which had been full of affection, turned blood red, as if a ferocious beast was struggling and roaring inside.

He suddenly gripped Su Ziyu's wrist so tightly that he almost crushed her bones.

“Back to…room…” He squeezed out the two words through his teeth, his voice hoarse and barely audible.

Su Ziyu's heart tightened, but he tried his best to remain calm. He looked up at the other two people at the table and said, "His Highness has inadvertently drunk a few too many cups and is a little drunk. Cousin, strategist, let's call it a day."

Qin Wujiu noticed the change in Qi Jinyu the moment it occurred, and his heart sank heavily.

The prince's headache is a military secret and a weakness that must never be known to outsiders, especially not to this mysterious Shen Qianlan!

He immediately stood up, his tall figure exuding an undeniable sense of oppression, and walked towards Shen Qianlan, his tone forceful and uncompromising, "Young Master Shen, please."

Without wine at the banquet, how can one feel drunk?

Shen Qianlan rubbed the teacup between her fingertips, her gaze sweeping sharply over Qi Jinyu, who was being half-supported and half-carried by Su Ziyu, her expression a half-smile: "Very well, thank you for your hospitality tonight, Your Highness and my cousin."

For Qin Wujiu to cooperate so readily with his cousin, something must have happened to Qi Jinyu. However, since his cousin was unwilling to say, he would pretend not to know.

Qin Wujiu's eyes flashed with anger, and he almost couldn't resist knocking the person unconscious and dragging him away.

At this very moment——

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Several whooshing sounds suddenly rang out, and a dark figure surged into the hall like a ghost, its chilling blades pointing directly at Qi Jinyu, who appeared to be in pain!

"Take Qi Jinyu's life to appease the souls of my fallen brothers!!!"

It's an assassin!!

Qin Wujiu and Shen Qianlan exchanged a glance instantly.

Without hesitation, Qin Wujiu tossed his usual sword to Shen Qianlan. At the same time, with a flick of his wrist, the soft sword at his waist emerged like a silver snake, humming loudly.

"What are you standing there for? Engage the enemy!" he hissed.

Shen Qianlan caught the sword, twirled it, and even chuckled, "I never thought that instead of sparring with the strategist, we would be fighting side by side."

"Enough with the nonsense!" Qin Wujiu swung his sword to deflect the incoming crossbow bolts. The soft sword drew a sharp arc, instantly forcing back two assassins and blocking the path to the inner chamber. He urgently said to Su Ziyu, "Take the prince away!"

Without further hesitation, Su Ziyu took advantage of Qin Wujiu and Shen Qianlan blocking most of the assassins, supported Qi Jinyu who was almost overwhelmed by pain and whose body was convulsing slightly, and quickly retreated to the inner room.

His steps appeared flustered, but his eyes were unusually calm. He whispered to the shadows, "Guards! Seal off the courtyard! No one is allowed to enter or leave! Go and fetch Doctor Jiang immediately!"

The door to the inner room slammed shut, shutting out the glint of swords and the shadows outside.

Inside the hall, Qin Wujiu and Shen Qianlan stood back to back, their swords intertwining into a net. Qin Wujiu's swordplay was domineering and ruthless, each move deadly; Shen Qianlan's swordsmanship was agile and graceful, displaying ingenuity within a limited space.

Although it was their first time working together, the two were surprisingly in sync, making it difficult for the assassin to break through.

"Strategist, what skill you have!" Shen Qianlan exclaimed, parrying the blade.

"Focus!" Qin Wujiu said expressionlessly, wrapping his soft sword around an assassin's neck and suddenly exerting force.

He was anxious, hoping that Su Ziyu had safely delivered the prince to Doctor Jiang, and that Doctor Jiang could find a way to suppress this severe headache.

With the addition of the garrison troops, the battle quickly came to an end.

When the last assassin was killed by Shen Qianlan's sword, Qin Wujiu sheathed his sword, turned around, and looked at Shen Qianlan with a complicated expression.

The other person's breathing was slightly disordered, and there were a few drops of blood on his brocade robe, but his posture with the sword was still calm, which showed that he had excellent martial arts skills.

"Thank you." Qin Wujiu thanked him stiffly. If Shen Qianlan hadn't been there, he wouldn't have been defeated on his own, but the assassins would have disturbed the prince in the inner chamber.

Shen Qianlan casually tossed the sword back to him, dusted off his sleeves, and smiled, "Strategist, you're too kind. Protecting my cousin's husband is my duty."

His words were laced with teasing, but his eyes glanced thoughtfully toward the inner room. He had clearly seen the prince's "drunken state" just now.

Qin Wujiu frowned slightly when he heard him mention "cousin's husband" again, but ultimately did not refute it.

After this battle, although he still had doubts about Shen Qianlan's identity and purpose, he had to admit that this person was not just a pretty face and could be relied on in critical moments.

In the inner room.

Qi Jinyu was completely controlled by her headache, and her body was convulsing uncontrollably.

His bloodshot eyes were unfocused, and only his clenched teeth and the cold sweat dripping from his forehead revealed the inhuman pain he was enduring.

Su Zi wanted to hold him tightly in her arms, whispering in his ear again and again, "Hang in there, Dr. Jiang will be here soon..."

Dr. Jiang rushed over with his medicine box. Upon seeing the situation, his expression turned serious, and he quickly took out his silver needles.

"Hold the prince down!" he said in a deep voice, his hands moving with lightning speed as several silver needles precisely pierced the acupoints on Qi Jinyu's head and neck.

Su Ziyu immediately understood and gently rested Qi Jinyu's head on his shoulder and neck. The unique aura, cool yet warm, flowed slowly into Qi Jinyu's turbulent and chaotic mind like a clear spring, causing his tense muscles to relax slightly.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Dr. Jiang fed the patient another black pill, and then used acupuncture to guide the medicinal effects to dissolve.

After a long while, Qi Jinyu let out a suppressed groan. His crimson eyes finally regained a sliver of clarity, but the aftershocks of the intense pain still left him extremely weak.

“Your Highness,” Su Ziyu reported softly, “there were assassins during the banquet just now, and Military Advisor Qin and my cousin were outside defending them. Your sudden headache is probably not accidental.”

Qi Jinyu's eyes sharpened; despite her weakness, the sharpness and majesty of a frontier commander instantly returned.

"Investigate!" He uttered only one word, but it carried a chilling killing intent.

Su Ziyu was meticulous and had already connected the suspicious points. He whispered a few instructions to the steward, focusing on investigating those who had come into contact with his and the prince's daily necessities at today's banquet, especially those who were involved in incense and food.

In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the clues pointed to a eunuch in charge of kitchen affairs.

Under strict questioning, the eunuch quickly confessed that he had been paid a large sum of money to mix a strange fragrance into the tea at today's banquet, which could trigger the residual poison in the prince's body and induce headaches.

"Clean it up." Qi Jinyu closed her eyes, her voice indifferent, as if she were merely brushing away a speck of dust.

The eunuch was dragged away silently.

The mansion underwent a swift and thorough cleanup, and all potential threats were eradicated.

-

It was half a month later when the news reached the capital, a thousand miles away.

The Second Prince, Qi Haolian, received a message by carrier pigeon. He unfolded it and his face instantly turned ashen. His meticulously planned assassination had failed once again!

The so-called experts sent by the Xiongnu, along with the spies he planted in Qi Jinyu's residence, are all likely to be in grave danger.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!" He clenched the note tightly, his face contorted. "They couldn't even kill Qi Jinyu when she was having an attack!"

He paced anxiously inside the hall.

Qi Jinyu's headache was his greatest weakness, which was originally his mother's... If it had been used properly, it should have been a fatal blow! Now that he has alerted the enemy, it is now extremely difficult to strike.