Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

The dim light flickered, and the moment the quilt was opened, a strong smell of blood mixed with damp water vapor hit my face.

Under the quilt, I saw a woman in a black robe curled up slightly, her body was soaking wet, her black hair like a waterfall was messily stuck to both sides of her cheeks, making her face look even paler and her lips look even lighter.

Under her, blood mixed with rain water stained the plain quilt, leaving large bloodstains. Just one glance was enough to horrify the unsuspecting Changsun Yan and his servant, and they dared not look again.

"Please, brother... please prepare some gauze, needles and thread for me, and get a basin of water so that I can clean the wound for my master." Huaiyun did not notice the expressions of Changsun Yan and the others. After putting Lin Xi down, he opened his mouth and asked Guan Cen.

Guan Cen rolled his eyes in his heart, wondering which one is your brother, but he still looked at Changsun Yan. After getting his affirmative look, he nodded, turned and left the inner room.

"Is that all enough? I see she's seriously injured..." Seeing Guan Cen go out, Chang Sun Yan turned his head cautiously and squinted at the quilt under Lin Xi that was stained with blood.

"Your injuries are not... serious, but we have to make the best use of our power now. We can only prioritize saving your life."

Huaiyun originally wanted to explain that Lin Xi's injury was not serious, although it looked scary, but she had already checked Lin Xi's injuries on the way to sneak into Changsun Mansion with Lin Xi in her arms, and found that her master was fine except for a two-inch long cut on his arm.

The reason why she was unconscious now was probably due to the incense, but when the words were on the tip of her tongue, her mind suddenly flashed with the image of her master unconsciously pulling at her clothes, forcing herself to send her to the Changsun Mansion. She immediately changed her words and described Lin Xi's condition as extremely serious.

"Since I am coming to Changsun Mansion again and don't want anyone to know, then I must have misunderstood what the master meant?" Huaiyun secretly thought about it in his heart, and felt that he was worthy of being a good subordinate of the master. He was very satisfied with his own intelligence, and the next moment he turned the three points of worry on his face into ten points.

Sure enough, after hearing Huaiyun's words, Changsun Yan's face turned pale, and there was a hint of worry in his tone, "Is he injured so badly?"

"That's not true." Huaiyun sighed and glanced at Changsun Yan's face guiltily. Seeing that he looked convinced, he immediately began to talk nonsense seriously.

"That group of assassins had been planning this for a long time!" (My parents had guessed it long ago)

"You also used smoke!" (The adults neutralized it with their inner strength.)

"The dagger was smeared with poison!" (It didn't stab the lord at all.)

"Then more than a dozen people attacked him, and each of them was ruthless!" (All of them were chopped down by the adults.)

Eh, that's not right. When Huaiyun said this, he suddenly realized something was wrong. Looking at the master's skills just now, he dealt with those assassins so neatly and cleanly, and was not affected by the smoke at all. Then how could he be scratched on the arm by the assassins and still unconscious?

Huaiyun pondered for a moment and suddenly realized a problem. He pretended to casually glance at Lin Xi, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and breathing heavily. Could it be that his master was pretending?

Realizing that he might have guessed the truth, Huaiyun quickly looked away guiltily, and then saw Changsun Yan, whose appearance was so extraordinary that he didn't look like an ordinary person, looking at his master with worried eyes under the dim candlelight. In an instant, it was as if he had suddenly been enlightened and understood his master's intention.

Ahem, he is worthy of being our master. He is really an expert at winning people’s hearts.

Chang Sun Yan has been intelligent and thoughtful since childhood. If it were under normal circumstances, he would have probably noticed something was wrong from Huai Yun's unusual attitude of not only not rushing to save him, but also talking to an outsider like him.

But perhaps the first sight of Lin Xi covered in blood in the quilt was too shocking to him, or perhaps Huai Yun's confident attitude was too natural, or perhaps it was because it was too late at night and his mind was a little confused.

In short, under the influence of various factors, he looked at Lin Xi's pale face under the dim candlelight, and his heart sank to the bottom.

Although the two were engaged, they had only met twice. The last time they met, she was so high-spirited and energetic, but when they met again, she was lying on the bed so weakly, and it was unknown whether she was alive or dead.

Looking at the bloodstains under Lin Xi's body that were still spreading and seemed to be soaking the entire quilt, Chang Sun suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and his vision went dark. He could not help but reach out to hold on to the chair beside him, and then he steadied himself and did not fall to the ground.

"Young Master!" Huaiyun was startled when he saw the figure beside him sway, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to help, but Changsun Yan dodged sideways.

"I will ask Guan Cen to go to my father and pass a sign to the palace to invite the imperial physician. He will definitely be able to cure your master." Chang Sun Yan closed his eyes, as if he had made some kind of decision.

"What?" Huaiyun was shocked when he heard Changsun Yan's words. Looking at Changsun Yan's pale face, he realized that he had overacted and said hurriedly, "No need to do this."

"But she..." Changsun Yan looked at Huaiyun in confusion, hesitating to speak.

"Although your injury is serious, it is not fatal. It's just that you lost too much blood and got caught in the rain along the way. That's why you look like this and you're barely breathing." Realizing that he almost ruined Lin Xi's good thing, Huaiyun hurriedly stammered to make amends.

"Really?" Chang Sun Yan looked at the large pool of blood under Lin Xi's body, his eyes full of obvious disbelief.

"Really? Seriously. Although you were also injured, most of the bloodstains were from the assassins and were soaked away by the rain, so it looks so scary." Huaiyun was afraid that Changsun Yan would not believe him and would ask someone to find a doctor, so he nodded quickly.

"Moreover, these scenes of fighting and killing are commonplace for those of us who work in the Criminal Justice Department. As long as the injury is not fatal, we can apply our special medicine and be able to move normally within a month." Huaiyun said as he hurriedly took out the small porcelain bottle in his arms to prove the credibility of his words to Changsun Yan.

However, she was only concerned with proving that her master was indeed not in danger of life, but she did not think that if a timid man from the attic heard her words, and thought of his future wife living on the edge of a knife every day, he would probably be afraid of his future wife before she even got married.

Fortunately, Chang Sun Yan was not a coward, and he only focused on Lin Xi's injury. Therefore, after hearing what she said, he did not retreat, but was relieved. A hint of joy appeared on his face, and he said twice, "That's good, that's good."