Sir Song, do you want to pledge yourself to me?

Song Jinbai turned around and stabbed a black-clad man through the chest with his sword, his eyes as sharp as a knife. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a dart flying towards Ji Nuan from the corner of his eye, and his heart tightened. Without time to draw his sword, he stretched out his long arm, quickly wrapped around Ji Nuan's slender waist, and fell backwards.

With a light twirl of his toes, Song Jinbai stood up again with Ji Nuan. This series of movements was smooth and swift, dodging the first dart. The second dart that followed narrowly grazed his chin, leaving a shocking bloody mark.

The third dart came even faster, piercing Song Jinbai's back. It happened in an instant, so fast that no one could react.

Ji Nuan sensed a sneak attack the moment Song Jinbai held her waist. A chill ran down her spine, and before she could ask, she saw the scar on Song Jinbai's chin. Ji Nuan's eyes instantly turned cold, and she was fuming with anger.

She spun around and flung a handful of peach leaves in the direction the dart had come from. In the darkness, the leaves seemed to transform into sharp blades, whistling as they flew towards the people in the bushes.

"Swish, swish, swish!" The man in the bushes was surprised by the other side's quick reaction. A handful of peach leaves hurled at him, piercing him in several places. He had just stood up in shock when Ji Nuan hurled another handful of peach leaves at him. He tried to escape, but only had time to turn around, only to be stabbed in several more places on his back, the wounds deeper than before. He ignored the pain and quickly fled the battlefield, filled with fear for Ji Nuan.

The sound of fighting here also attracted Song Huai and two others who were still searching for stolen goods in the mountain stronghold.

Song Huai rushed over and saw that his master was injured. He shouted "Master" and raised his sword to lead his men to join the battle.

With the addition of Song Huai and others, Ji Nuan felt the pressure suddenly reduced. After a few quick moves, she chopped off the heads of the three men in black.

Seeing Ji Nuan's brutal attack, Song Huai couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and swung the knife in his hand even harder.

Song Jinbai, standing by, was already struggling, his sword swings slowing down. After slicing off another head, Ji Nuan noticed something was wrong with Song Jinbai and immediately led him out of the fray.

"How are you?" Ji Nuan asked with concern.

"I feel dizzy." Song Jinbai leaned weakly towards Ji Nuan, resting his head on her shoulder, his voice weak.

He was indeed feeling a little dizzy, but he wasn't to the point where he couldn't stand steadily. He was just pretending to be weak due to his injury in order to gain Ji Nuan's concern.

Ji Nuan put one arm around his waist and lifted his head with the other. Using the torches in the village, she carefully examined his chin. "Let me see. The wound is a little black. It must be poisoned by the hidden weapon!"

Ji Nuan was startled, and a pill appeared out of thin air in her hand and stuffed it into his mouth. "Swallow the medicine, this is a detoxification pill."

Song Jinbai's heart softened, and he swallowed the medicine obediently. Then he said aggrievedly, "Nuan'er, my back hurts too."

Song Huai had good hearing and got goose bumps all over his body when he heard it. He was so startled that he almost lost his grip on the big knife in his hand.

In order to get married, the adults even lost their dignity.

Ji Nuan helped him turn around, her eyes falling on a dart on his back, a little reproachful, "Fool, you were injured, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

She was just busy dealing with the man in black behind her. When the hidden weapons flew towards her, Song Jinbai helped her dodge one. She thought the other one only grazed Song Jinbai's chin, but she didn't expect that another one would hit her back.

She took out a clean handkerchief from her bosom, wrapped it around the dart, and then deftly pulled the dart off Song Jinbai.

Looking at the dark blue wounds and the dark red blood, Ji Nuan felt an indescribable pain in her heart. These wounds were all caused by her. If Song Jinbai hadn't taken her away in time, she would have been pierced by the dart.

Noticing the strange feeling in her heart, she froze for a moment, then took a deep breath to bring herself back to normal.

"What's wrong?" Song Jinbai noticed that she had been silent for a while and couldn't help but turn around and ask.

"Oh, it's a bit deep." Ji Nuan came back to her senses and said softly, "I'll clean the wound briefly, apply some medicine, and then go back and bandage it properly."

Song Jinbai responded with a light "hmm".

Ji Nuan cleaned Song Jinbai's wound and applied medicine. Song Huai also quickly dealt with the remaining men in black, and the battle was finally over.

Song Huai retracted his knife and walked up to Song Jinbai to report: "Sir, I have searched the entire mountain stronghold, but I haven't found the place where the thing is hidden."

Song Jinbai pondered for a moment and said, "The stuff should be hidden somewhere else. Let County Magistrate Hu continue to interrogate those bandits and make sure to find the whereabouts of the stolen goods. Let's return to the county first and make plans tomorrow."

After going down the mountain, they met up with County Magistrate Hu and his men who had been waiting there for a long time, and returned to Qingyun County together.

After entering the inn room, Ji Nuan locked the door, took a quick shower in the space villa, and changed into clean clothes. When she came out, she took the medicine and bandages and prepared to go to Song Jinbai's room.

When she walked to the room over there, she saw Song Huai standing at the door like a door god.

Ji Nuan actually didn't want to see Song Jinbai at this moment. After all, the relationship between them was a bit delicate, and she still needed time to sort out her thoughts.

So, Ji Nuan stuffed the tray into Song Huai's hands and said, "I'll leave it to you to change the bandage for your master."

Oh my god, he can't take this job. If he does, his salary will be deducted for at least three months.

Song Huai reacted very quickly, as if he had received a hot potato, and pushed the tray back to Ji Nuan, "Miss Ji, please don't embarrass me. I'm clumsy and I really can't do this."

Ji Nuan was skeptical, totally unconvinced that he couldn't do such a simple thing. "Then who changed Song Jinbai's medicine when he was injured before?"

Song Huai chuckled and gave himself a thumbs-up in his heart, praising himself as a clever guy and creating opportunities for his master. "Master dislikes us for being clumsy and not as meticulous as you, so he did it all by himself. This time the injury is on the back. No matter how skilled you are, you can't change the bandage yourself. I have to trouble you."

"Okay." Ji Nuan resigned herself to her fate and pushed the door open with her things, but unexpectedly saw Song Jinbai coming out from behind the screen, wearing only his undershirt.

She was stunned. It would be awkward to leave now. She regretted that she had come in without asking Song Huai.

She coughed lightly, trying to be uncomfortable, and said: "You are still injured, why are you taking a shower? It's not conducive to the healing of the wound."

With Song Huai guarding the door, Song Jinbai didn't expect Ji Nuan to come in suddenly. He was slightly startled, then explained with a smile: "I just wiped it briefly and didn't touch the wound."

Song Huai: ...I didn’t expect that Miss Ji would go in directly.