Marrying Wife and Concubine Together: After Rebirth, I Remarried the Scumbag's Father on the Sp

The guards of the Marquis's residence wanted to give chase, but Zi'er stopped them: "Don't chase them, hurry up and check on the Crown Princess and the Princess!"

Before she could finish speaking, she could no longer hold on, her vision went black, and she collapsed heavily into Yingyi's arms.

The longsword in her hand clattered onto the stone slab, sending up a few sparks.

"Miss Zi'er!" Madam Li hurriedly lifted the carriage curtain and got off the carriage. Rongrong also cried and followed behind her, running to Zi'er's side.

Zi'er struggled to open her eyes, her face as pale as paper, her lips cracked, and her wounds still bleeding, staining the stone slab beneath her. Her breath was so weak it was almost imperceptible.

Looking at Zi'er's body covered in wounds, Li felt both grateful and guilty. She knelt down and gently checked Zi'er's breath. Thankfully, she was still breathing.

Soon, the city guards and the Marquis's mansion surrounded them. The city guard commander stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Princess Consort, Princess, I'm sorry to have frightened you both. I have already sent men to chase after the assassin, and we will surely bring him to justice."

Madam Li shook her head and pointed at Zi'er, saying, "Never mind the assassins for now. Quickly, send Miss Zi'er back to the Marquis of Zhanyi's residence and ask the imperial physician to treat her. If anything happens to her, my Dongping Prince's Mansion will be guilty of a thousand deaths!"

Yingyi dared not delay and immediately found a stable carriage. He carefully lifted Zi'er into it, and Li Shi, carrying Rongrong, also got into the carriage and headed towards the Zhanyi Marquis's residence.

The carriage moved extremely slowly, as if afraid of bumping into Zi'er. Li Shi sat to the side, looking at Zi'er's bloodless face, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

She knew that if it weren't for Zi'er's selfless protection, she and Rongrong would have already perished under the assassin's blade. Zi'er was merely a maid in the Marquis of Zhanyi's mansion, yet she was willing to risk her life to protect them. The Dongping Prince's mansion would remember this kindness for a lifetime.

Rongrong stopped crying, gently tugging at Zier's sleeve with her little hand. Looking at the wounds on Zier's body, she whispered, "Mother, will Sister Zier be alright? She's bleeding so much."

Madam Li stroked her daughter's head, her eyes slightly red: "No, Zi'er is very lucky and will be alright."

But she was uncertain. Zi'er was too badly injured. Her left arm, back, and right shoulder were all fatal wounds, and she had lost too much blood. Whether she could make it to the Marquis's mansion or survive this ordeal was unknown.

The carriage sped along and finally arrived at the Marquis of Zhanyi's residence. Lin Yiwan was already waiting at the gate, extremely anxious. As soon as she saw the carriage arrive, she immediately went to greet it.

"How are you? Princess Consort, Princess, are you alright?" Lin Yiwan's gaze first fell on Madam Li and Rongrong. Seeing that although the two looked pale, they were not seriously injured, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then her gaze fell on Zi'er, who was being carried down from the carriage.

When Lin Yiwan saw Zi'er covered in blood and unconscious, her face instantly darkened, and a hint of heartache and anger flashed in her eyes: "Quickly, carry her into the mansion, and get my medicine box immediately. I will spare no effort to save her!"

The servants in the mansion rushed forward and helped Yingyi carry Zi'er into a room in the side courtyard, where Lin Yiwan immediately began to treat her.

Princess Youyi helped Li Shi and Rongrong into the main hall. After they were seated, she asked in a deep voice, "Sister-in-law, what exactly happened? What were the characteristics of the assassin?"

Li sighed and recounted her ordeal on the official road in detail, her words filled with gratitude for Zi'er: "Your Highness, if it weren't for Miss Zi'er's selfless protection, Rongrong and I would probably be dead today. Miss Zi'er was stabbed several times and was seriously injured while protecting us. It breaks my heart!"

Princess Youyi nodded, her heart burning with rage. She knew that these assassins were definitely trying to curry favor with the Marquis of Zhanyi's mansion at the Dongping Prince's mansion, and the person behind it all was undoubtedly the Liu family.

The Liu family wanted the Crown Princess and the Princess to have an accident on the way, so that the Prince of Dongping would continue to hate the Marquis of Zhanyi's mansion.

Thanks to Zi'er's heroic rescue, otherwise the Liu family's conspiracy would have succeeded.

Princess Youyi was also filled with lingering fear. She said softly, "Miss Zi'er is truly loyal and brave. I hope she will be blessed with good fortune and be safe and sound."

Li's face was moved, and she was also praying in her heart that Zi'er could survive this ordeal.

In a room in the side courtyard, Lin Yiwan was busy doing chores, inserting silver needles one by one and applying layers of ointment.

Zi'er remained unconscious, her breath weak. Although the bleeding from her wound had stopped, she was extremely weak due to excessive blood loss. Whether she could pull through depended entirely on her own will.

Lin Yiwan looked at her lying on the bed, her heart filled with mixed feelings. Zi'er had followed her for many years and they were like sisters. Now, because of her orders, she had ended up in this situation. She was filled with self-blame.

If she had anticipated the other party's methods earlier, and if she had sent more people, Zi'er wouldn't have been so badly injured.

She was extremely regretful!

She raised her hand and gently grasped Zi'er's cold wrist, a ruthless glint flashing in her eyes. The Liu family, she would remember this debt. The suffering Zi'er endured today, she would make the Liu family pay a thousandfold in the future!

Meanwhile, in the study of the Liu residence, a man in black was kneeling on one knee, reporting to Grand Secretary Liu: "Grand Secretary, I am incompetent and failed to eliminate Li Shi and Rongrong. The people from the Marquis of Zhanyi's mansion arrived halfway and ruined our plans. However, the purple-clad maid who was protecting Li Shi has been stabbed several times and I'm afraid she won't survive."

Grand Secretary Liu sat upright in his chair, his face cold and indifferent. He said calmly, "Useless! You can't even handle such a small matter. But if that maid is dead, she is dead. Although we didn't get rid of the Li mother and daughter, we did give the Marquis of Zhanyi's Mansion and the Prince of Dongping's Mansion a warning, letting them know that they should stay away from the Prince of Dongping's Mansion in the future!"

"Yes." The man in black bowed and slowly withdrew.

Grand Secretary Liu raised his eyes and looked at the sky outside the window, a shadow crossing his face: "The Marquis of Zhanyi's mansion and the Prince of Dongping's mansion want to join forces to contend with my Liu family? They're still too green. The sky in the capital doesn't change so easily."

Little did he know that his actions today not only failed to frighten the Marquis of Zhanyi's mansion and the Prince of Dongping's mansion, but instead strengthened their alliance and thoroughly enraged Lin Yiwan and Zhan Yan.

The two quickly sent people to gather evidence, preparing to uproot the entire Liu family.

Meanwhile, in Zi'er's room, Yingyi was guarding Zi'er's bedside.

He held a handkerchief soaked in warm water between his fingertips and gently wiped the back of her hand that was exposed outside the quilt.

The handkerchief was warm to the touch, gently wiping Zi'er's pale, paper-like skin. The movements were so light, as if afraid of shattering glass, and even her breathing was slowed down, for fear of disturbing the shallow breathing of the person on the bed.

Yingyi is cold and taciturn, always surrounded by a chilling aura that keeps strangers at bay. His sword has been stained with countless lives, and he has never known the meaning of the word "heartache".

But at this moment, looking at Zi'er's shoulders and left arm wrapped in white silk on the bed, and the faint bloodstains still visible through the layers of gauze on her back, his usually icy eyes surged with intense tenderness, and his heart felt as if it were being scraped by a dull knife, the pain unbearable.