The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

"Your Highness..." Jiang Yingxue called out to Shen Yun, her voice aloof. She raised her eyes slightly, her gaze as calm as water. "Thank you, Your Highness, for bringing us to Canglan Country. I also hope that Your Highness can keep today's events a secret."

A complicated look flashed across Shen Yun's eyes, and he asked, "What is his relationship with the Xianyun Sect?"

Wan Jinan immediately said, "He is my disciple, Wan Jinan."

"Then Master Wan Feng, do you know that your disciple is the son of the Prime Minister of Yun Kingdom?"

Wan Jinan was stunned: "How is that possible? When I found him, he was lying in a mass grave."

"Because he's an unwelcome illegitimate child." Shen Yun slowly turned his head and looked at Jiang Yingxue. "But I'm curious, how could the rumored deceased person appear here, and how could he be from the Xianyun Sect?"

Jiang Yingxue's expression changed slightly, but soon returned to normal.

She raised her eyes and looked directly at Shen Yun: "He has always been a disciple of Xianyun Sect. He faked his death just to escape from the Xu family. I hope Your Highness will keep this secret for us. If Your Highness needs Yingxue's help in the future, Yingxue will do her best. Your Highness sent me to Xianyun Sect because I have outstanding spiritual roots and you don't want to waste such talent, right?"

Shen Yun felt an indescribable sadness in his heart as he watched her treat him so unfamiliarly.

He swallowed, his fingers unconsciously stroking the lines on his cuffs, but she was right...

If I hadn't tried to get her to go to Xianyun Sect, would everything be different now?

"Never mind. I just hope Yingxue won't be so estranged from me." He sighed softly. "I still have something to discuss with the king. Do you still need me to take you back to Yun Kingdom?"

Jiang Yingxue shook her head. "No, let's go back to the sect directly. Your Highness, please tell the Marquis' Mansion for me."

"Okay..." Shen Yun nodded, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Seeing this, Wan Jinan hurriedly urged, "Then don't just stand there, hurry to the inn. I'm afraid this kid will lose too much blood and won't be able to be saved."

"Let's go." Jiang Yingxue responded softly, turned around and followed Wan Jinan.

Her back is slender and straight, like a proud green bamboo.

Shen Yun stood there, watching their figures gradually go away.

Yu Feng felt sorry for Shen Yun: "What's wrong with Miss Jiang? She doesn't want our prince, but falls in love with a playboy? Everyone in Beijing knows that Xu Yanchuan is a playboy! A man who stays in Yihong Courtyard all day, Miss Jiang would actually-"

"Now it seems that he might be pretending." Shen Yun slightly turned his head to glance at Yu Feng and interrupted him: "Go investigate him."

"Yes."

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Inside the inn.

As the dusk stained the window screen like blood, the wounds on Yan Chuan's body were still oozing black air.

The green light in Wan Jinan's palm flickered, and his spiritual power turned into thousands of golden threads that penetrated into the hideous and curled flesh, stirring up bursts of green smoke like a drop of water into boiling oil.

He had been treating Yan Chuan's injuries for almost two hours. Not only did the wound heal slowly, but it also consumed a lot of his spiritual energy.

His back was soaked with cold sweat, dark water marks were winding on his Taoist robe, and even the fingers that were pinching his fingers began to tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Cen Yizhi stepped forward and said, "Master, please take a rest first. Let us take over."

Wan Jinan wiped his forehead and shook his head, saying, "Yan Chuan possesses the Lanxu technique, yet he's still so badly injured. I'm sure those beasts must have used some vicious spell. I've tried so hard to heal him, and he's only healed a little bit. Even if the three of you worked together, it wouldn't be much faster."

Chu Ying stood aside, her brow furrowed, her heart burning with worry: "With the four of us working together, even if we can't make Senior Brother fully healed, at least we can make him feel better. After all, he has suffered for so long."

"Yan Chuan looks like he's escaped. They must be desperately chasing us now. If we focus all our energy on healing Yan Chuan now, and our spiritual energy is completely depleted, we won't have enough strength to resist them when they catch up."

Wan Jinan sighed and said, "Alas, it would be great if we were in Xianyun Sect now. After all, Xianyun Sect has abundant spiritual energy. It is better to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to heal injuries than to use our own spiritual power."

Chu Ying immediately thought of something when she heard this: "Oh, Master, I heard my father mention that the capital of Canglan Kingdom was chosen in Anyang because it is backed by Yangshan Mountain, which is rich in spiritual energy. If we can find a suitable place at the foot of Yangshan Mountain to heal Senior Brother, it will definitely be twice the result with half the effort."

"That's great!" Wan Jinan said quickly, "Then send someone to find a suitable place, the sooner the better."

"Let me do it." Jiang Yingxue took the initiative to take on the job.

As she said that, she went straight to the city to find a broker and asked him to help her find a house at the foot of Yangshan Mountain.

The man didn't want to take the job. The sun was about to set, so there was no point in continuing to work.

But Jiang Yingxue directly took out a bag of silver. The broker's eyes widened when he saw it. That was the amount he could earn by working for half a year!

She told the broker all her requirements. The broker took the money from Jiang Yingxue and started looking for a house for her.

"Since I have accepted this money from you, I will definitely help you solve your problems. Come with me!"

The broker took Jiang Yingxue to the foot of Yangshan Mountain, where they found a three-story courtyard hidden beneath the hill. A few faded glass lanterns hung from the black-tiled eaves, and in front of the door, two ginkgo trees, each about an arm's length thick, were shedding golden leaves.

The broker held a lantern and showed the way. "Girl, take a look. Is this place okay?"

Although it is not a particularly luxurious villa, it can definitely be called exquisite.

Jiang Yingxue didn't expect that there was such a unique house at the foot of Yangshan Mountain.

"Yes, whose villa is this?"

The agent said, "This was originally a villa that Minister Wang of the Ministry of Rites bought for his confidante. Look at the rockery made of Taihu rocks, and the red and white koi in the pond..."

Walking around the screen wall, one sees a winding corridor, traces of the original gold powder still visible between the carved window lattices. Five side rooms surround a courtyard, and at the base of the west wall, an old plum tree with twisted branches leans horizontally, its fragrance wafting in the air.

"To be honest, Madam Ru just married off her concubine half a month ago, so this house is now vacant..."

"I see." Jiang Yingxue nodded: "Okay, this is the one. We'll move in tonight."

As she spoke, Jiang Yingxue handed the silver to the broker, handed over the money with one hand, and took the land deed with the other.

The dealer was delighted and said, "Young lady, you are so generous. How about this? Since you gave me so much money, I will replace the plaque for you. What's your name?"

Jiang Yingxue gestured towards him: "My surname is Jiang."

"Okay, I'll have someone replace the plaque for your villa right away."

The sound of horse hooves shattered the moonlight on the ground, and at three quarters past three in the morning, everyone arrived here.