I trade in both worlds

After a fierce battle, the tiger and the wolves were finally subdued, but the air was still filled with a strong smell of blood, which was palpitating.

The prince's eyes swept across the mess on the ground, his brows furrowed, and a hint of worry was revealed in his deep eyes.

His robe was covered in dust and blood, and his hair was disheveled, but his eyes were still firm and powerful.

Seeing the injured guards, he ordered anxiously: "Doctor, hurry up and treat the injured."

The accompanying imperial doctors acted quickly, shuttling between the injured guards, busy and orderly.

Among them, Yang Wei's injuries were the most serious. He was lying on a makeshift stretcher, his face as pale as paper, and his clothes soaked with sweat and blood.

The tiger's sharp claws left deep scratches on the base of his thighs, and blood was still slowly oozing out. The broken two ribs and the fractured left leg made him suffer unbearable pain, and every breath was accompanied by severe pain.

The imperial physician frowned and said in a deep voice: "Master Yang's injuries need to be sent back to the capital for treatment as soon as possible. If he is treated well, he may be able to recover a little in a few years, but..."

The imperial physician paused, a trace of helplessness and regret flashing in his eyes.

The prince's heart sank when he heard this, but he remained calm: "No matter what, we must do our best to treat him. Yang Wei has done a great job in protecting the emperor today, we must not let him make any mistakes."

The second prince, the third prince, and the fourth prince retreated to a safe place in time under the cover of the guards and were only slightly frightened.

They looked at Yang Wei lying on the stretcher, and their eyes couldn't help but glance at his wounds, their hearts filled with pity.

"Yang Wei, we will remember your actions today." The prince looked at Yang Wei and said, "When you recover from your injury, we will definitely recommend you for merit and let you have a bright future."

Hearing this, Yang Wei's eyes were red with excitement. He nodded with difficulty and said weakly: "Thank you, Your Highness... I was just doing my duty. I have no regrets in death as Your Highness values me so much..."

Although his actions today were a bit costly, he finally got the attention of the princes. This was enough for him. At least, his career had a chance to turn around.

There is a faint smell of blood in the mountains and forests. This smell is a symbol of fear and anxiety for humans, but for other beasts in the mountains and forests, it is a tempting feast.

After the battle, Xiao Shicun walked to the prince and whispered, "Your Highness, we should not stay here for long. The smell of blood will attract other beasts. We must leave as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, the prince frowned slightly, but then gave a decisive order: "Everyone, organize your team and evacuate immediately. Make sure that every wounded person is properly accommodated."

The guards acted quickly. They either supported or carried their injured companions and retreated out of the forest in an orderly manner.

Yang Wei was placed in a simple carriage and was cared for by two imperial doctors.

The Crown Prince and the other princes walked at the front of the team, their figures lengthened in the afterglow of the setting sun, appearing both lonely and determined.

At the same time, in the Yang Mansion in the capital, Xiao Xiangxiang was anxiously waiting for news from Yang Wei.

She was originally handling household chores in the mansion when she suddenly received bad news from the guards, saying that Yang Wei was attacked by a wild beast while escorting the prince hunting and was seriously injured.

This news was like a bolt from the blue, and Xiao Xiangxiang was so frightened that her legs went weak and she could hardly stand.

"Madam, don't worry. The master is blessed by God and will be fine." The nanny beside her hurriedly supported Xiao Xiangxiang and comforted her softly.

Xiao Xiangxiang suppressed the fear and anxiety in her heart and hurried to the front yard.

When Xiao Xiangxiang saw Yang Wei covered in blood, she burst into tears and cried until she was out of breath.

"Master, Master, how are you?" Xiao Xiangxiang rushed to Yang Wei and held his hand tightly, as if she would lose him if she let go.

Yang Wei reluctantly opened his heavy eyelids and saw Xiao Xiangxiang's tear-stained face. He forced a smile and said, "Xiangxiang, don't cry. I'm fine."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xiangxiang cried even harder, but she still held back her tears and arranged for someone to send Yang Wei to the main house in the front yard.

After settling Yang Wei, she anxiously waited for the imperial physician's diagnosis.

"Imperial Physician, how is my husband...how is he?" Xiao Xiangxiang's voice trembled, full of helplessness and worry.

The imperial doctors quickly gave Yang Wei initial treatment, but the severity of his injuries made them look troubled.

One of the doctors whispered to Xiao Xiangxiang, "Madam, the master's injuries are very serious, especially the leg injury. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to have children in the future."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, and Xiao Xiangxiang's heart instantly sank to the bottom.

Xiao Xiangxiang's tears rolled down like beads that had broken off the string.

She only gave birth to a daughter and had hoped to give Yang Wei a son, but now... Yang Wei's ex-wife, whom he divorced in the countryside, gave birth to a son for him, who is now thirteen years old.

Her eyes gradually turned cold, and an indescribable resentment and unwillingness surged in her heart.

"Mammy, please go and find out how the master's ex-wife is doing now. And her son, I want to know everything about them." Xiao Xiangxiang's voice was low and cold, as if it was squeezed out from between her teeth.

When the nanny heard this, her heart trembled, but she did not dare to disobey Xiao Xiangxiang's order, so she had to retreat.

Yangjiaao, Guoyue County.

When Yang Laosan and Li Laidi received the news that Yang Wei was injured, they were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

"His father, how come Erzhu was injured when he was fine?" Li Laidi said while wiping his tears, "We have to go see him quickly. If anything happens to him, how will I live?"

Yang Laosan smoked his pipe in silence, frowning. He knew that Erzhu's injury was probably serious.

He sighed and said, "Alas, this child is too wild and wants to climb up. This time he climbed too high and fell down. But we have to leave quickly and there is no time to lose."

Li Laidi packed his clothes while wiping away tears: "What should I do?"

Yang Laosan frowned and remained silent. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Don't cry. We have to pack up quickly and go to the capital to see Erzhu. What's the point of guessing here?"

The next morning, as soon as the sky turned pale, the Yang family was already busy.

Yang Laosan and Li Laidi decided to leave Yang Dazhui and Deng to look after the house, while they packed their simple luggage, rented a carriage, and embarked on the long journey to the capital.

The carriage was bumpy, dust was flying, and the two men's hearts were up and down along the uneasy journey.

"His father, do you think Erzhu will be okay?" Li Laidi's voice was trembling and his eyes were full of worry.

Yang Laosan was silent for a moment, then moved his cracked lips: "It will be fine. Our Erzhu is blessed with a long life and will definitely make it through."

In fact, he was not sure, but he just didn't want to make his wife worry more.