Who says the prince is weak and can't take care of himself?

Tang Ling and Qi Xiao lay down separately. Qi Xiao closed his eyes and listened to Tang Ling's soft breathing. He didn't feel it was noisy, but seemed to feel a little relieved.

The numbing agent on Tang Ling's arm gradually wore off, and the wound was burning with pain. Tang Ling reached out and pressed it gently, enduring it calmly. She couldn't fall asleep in the second half of the night. Instead, the wound became more painful, and she became more and more confused.

Qi Xiao got up before dawn, but not early enough. If he had gotten up earlier, he would have noticed earlier that Tang Ling had a fever at night. She did not fall asleep in the second half of the night, but was confused by the fever for some reason.

Qing Lan was called in. Seeing Tang Ling's pale face, he knew something was wrong. Without even glancing at Qi Xiao, he couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you take good care of my young master at night?!"

Qi Xiao frowned, ignored Qing Lan, and told Zong Sheng to keep an eye on her. He turned and left. He couldn't help in the room, and with Qing Lan taking care of Tang Ling, she would be fine.

Qi Xiao quickly found another person who did not sleep well at night, Su Qin.

"How is it? Have you recruited?" Qi Xiao didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.

Su Qin nodded, but did not tell Qi Xiao what the assassin had confessed.

Qi Xiao looked at Su Qin and nodded: "You decide."

Last night, Tang Ling suspected that this assassin wasn't from the same group as the one at Tiger's Mouth Gorge. Qi Xiao was skeptical. He hadn't personally taken action at Tiger's Mouth Gorge, nor had he even fought against the Qi assassins. He had no idea of ​​their martial arts skills, and couldn't compare them to the two men from last night. Qi Xiao wouldn't make a hasty decision. Since the person had been handed over to Su Qin, he could let him handle it. As for Tang Ling, he had already saved her, and any further involvement would only bring him trouble.

Qi assassinated Tang Ling to disrupt the truce between Chen and Zhou. If the assassins weren't sent by Qi, then someone in Dachen wanted Tang Ling dead. Su Qin refused to explain, so it wasn't someone who wanted Tang Ling dead, but someone who wanted Lu Fangjin dead.

Qi Xiao can protect Tang Ling, but to protect Lu Fangjin, he has to wait until Qi Xiao enters Yuanjing.

Qi Xiao asked Su Qin: "When do we set off?"

"Can he walk?"

"I have to go even if I have to. The longer the night, the more trouble I have."

Su Qin nodded: "Half an hour."

"Bring the man along too." Qi Xiao was referring to the assassin. "If you need any help, feel free to call on Qinglan. He's quite skilled in medicine."

Su Qin looked at Qi Xiao and almost wanted to laugh. When had he become acquainted with Tang Ling? How could he be so adept at taking advantage of others? But then he thought, he was Qi Xiao, so this was normal. It wasn't surprising.

***

The Tiger Army set out, and before Qinglan could protest, Tang Ling was carried onto the carriage. Qinglan had no choice but to follow quickly. He was so busy taking care of Tang Ling that he forgot to curse.

The wheels were rolling, and the pace was faster than in the past few days. Qinglan's stomach was churning, and Tang Ling, who was injured and sick, felt even worse. He felt dizzy and powerless to speak, so he could only endure it again and again.

After an unknown amount of time, when Tang Ling felt that the road seemed to have no end, the carriage stopped at the dock. However, it only stopped for a while. Qinglan wanted to get off the carriage to take a look, but as soon as he stuck his head out, Ye Huai took him off the carriage. Before he could ask a question, several soldiers of the Huwei Army surrounded him and lifted Tang Ling off the carriage and onto the boat.

The car was abandoned and the boat was exchanged without stopping. Tang Ling didn't even have a chance to catch her breath before a new round of bumpy ride began.

Tang Ling was unconscious for a long time, and only woke up at dusk when her fever subsided.

“…Qinglan.”

"Master? Master, you're awake! Master, let me help you up." Qing Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He helped Tang Ling up and brought a bowl of medicine to her mouth. "Master, drink the medicine first."

The medicinal soup tasted strong and bitter. Tang Ling wanted to faint again when she smelled it, and turned her head away to hide.

Qing Lan refused and put the medicine bowl closer to Tang Ling's mouth: "Master, you must drink the medicine, otherwise the fever will come back and your injury will not heal."

Tang Ling frowned tightly and forced herself to swallow two mouthfuls of the medicine. She almost choked and vomited: "Cough cough cough..."

"Slow down, sir." Qing Lan took his time before feeding Tang Ling two more sips of medicine. "Good medicine tastes bitter..."

"That's enough." Tang Ling turned her head and pushed the medicine bowl away. "This medicine must be poisonous. Why is it so bitter?"

Qinglan didn't dare to force it anymore, so she put down the medicine bowl and replaced it with a cup of tea: "Sir, honey tea, sweet."

Tang Ling couldn't wait any longer and drank the whole cup of tea in one gulp. The sweet taste immediately dispelled the bitter taste of the medicine in her mouth.

"Don't worry, sir. There's more." Qinglan prepared a whole pot of honey tea by the bed. Tang Ling hadn't eaten all day and had a fever, so she definitely couldn't eat anything. However, honey tea was delicious.

Qinglan fed Tang Ling two more cups of honey tea, and Tang Ling finally regained her composure and asked, "Are we on a boat?"

"Well, they rushed to the dock non-stop early in the morning. Su Qin wanted to pull the carriage directly onto the boat. The boat set sail in less than half an incense stick. Otherwise, the young master could have a rest for a while."

He left in such a hurry probably because he was afraid that something might happen if he was late. Su Qin did nothing wrong.

Tang Ling asked, "Where's Ye Huai?"

"He followed me onto the ship and lived with the boatman. He was quite far away from us, so I didn't dare go looking for him."

"Well, don't worry. Ye Huai can take care of himself. If anything happens, he will come to us."

"Well, sir, you should get some more sleep."

Tang Ling leaned back and shook her head gently. "I'm dizzy from all the sleep, so I'll just sit for a while. By the way, how's the assassin?"

"He's still alive. He was severely tortured. His tendons in his hands and feet were severed. He can't run away."

Tang Ling frowned and asked, "How do you know so clearly?"

"Strangely enough, it was Su Qin who asked me to go and treat that man's injuries, saying that we had to save his life."

Tang Ling immediately realized that it was Qi Xiao's intention, and couldn't help but ask Qinglan about Qi Xiao.

Qing Lan shook his head: "I haven't seen him since I got on the boat."