As soon as I put it on, I met a sickly man

Mu Yang looked at Jiang Yue, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He said, "As long as you come with me, I will make them stop now and ensure that Ding Chen gets the best treatment." His tone was sincere and his eyes were burning, as if as long as Jiang Yue nodded, he would immediately present the whole world to her.

Jiang Yue was torn. She didn't want to go with Mu Yang, but she was worried about Ding Chen's injuries. She glanced at Ding Chen, who lay on the ground, pale, and her heart ached. She knew Mu Yang's methods. His talk of "the best treatment" must be true. He had the best doctors and the most precious medicinal herbs. In his hands, Ding Chen would indeed receive the best care.

Jiang Yue was wrestling fiercely within herself, her hands clenching the hem of her clothes so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She knew that if she agreed to Mu Yang's request, she might never again be free, trapped in his golden cage, at his mercy. She recalled the years of his captivity in her past life, the suffocating despair that chilled her to the bone. But if she didn't agree, Ding Chen might die. What choice did she have?

She bit her lower lip so hard that it almost broke. She looked up at Mu Yang, trying to find some flaws in his eyes, some hypocrisy, but all she saw was intense love and a hint of subtle madness. This look made her even more afraid.

"Ms. Jiang, have you thought about it?" Mu Yang's voice sounded again, with a hint of urgency and anxiety. He seemed to have sensed Jiang Yue's hesitation.

Jiang Yue took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. She couldn't panic. She had to come up with a solution that would save Ding Chen and herself at the same time.

"I..." She started to speak, but paused, her eyes flickering, as if she was weighing the pros and cons.

Qiu'er watched from the side, feeling extremely anxious. She knew the young lady's difficulties and Mu Yang's fear. She wanted to persuade the young lady to agree, but she was afraid that she would regret it later. She could only hold the young lady's hand tightly, giving her silent support.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the air around them seemed to freeze, oppressive and suffocating. The guards' swords were still pointed at Ding Chen. As long as Mu Yang gave the order, they would take his life without hesitation.

"I..." Jiang Yue spoke again, her voice hoarse, as if she had exhausted all her strength. She closed her eyes, countless thoughts flashing through her mind, and finally, she made a decision.

"I promise you." She opened her eyes, her tone firm, yet with a hint of imperceptible despair.

Mu Yang's face instantly broke into a brilliant smile, as if he had obtained the most precious treasure in the world. He immediately ordered the guards to stop and carried Ding Chen away for treatment.

"Jiang Yue, you won't regret it." Mu Yang walked up to Jiang Yue and gently held her hand. His tone was gentle, but with a hint of unquestionable dominance.

Jiang Yue didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly, with no emotion in her eyes, like a pool of stagnant water.

"Someone, send Miss Jiang back home." Mu Yang ordered, his tone full of joy.

Two guards immediately stepped forward, standing on Jiang Yue's left and right, ready to take her away.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded...

"Miss Jiang Yue, don't trust him. He won't let you go easily." A cold voice cut through the stagnant air. The speaker was Xuanyuan Che, who had appeared at the edge of the crowd at some point, staring sharply at Mu Yang.

Jiang Yue's heart trembled, her gaze darting back and forth between Xuanyuan Che and the injured Ding Chen, torn between a dilemma. Xuanyuan Che's words undoubtedly exacerbated her already chaotic thoughts. She knew Mu Yang's character; his promises were like castles in the air, illusory. But Ding Chen's injury was imminent. How should she choose?

At this moment, Qiu'er suddenly stood up, her small figure bursting with astonishing courage. She looked directly at Mu Yang and said firmly, "Your Highness, it is immoral for you to force my young lady like this. My young lady has the ability of a miracle doctor, and she will definitely be able to cure Master Ding."

Without hesitation, Qiu'er pulled out Jiang Yue's usual medicine-making tools from her bag and began expertly preparing the herbs. Her movements were swift and methodical, as if she had prepared them well in advance. The various herbs were precisely weighed and ground in her hands, emitting bursts of a unique medicinal fragrance.

Mu Yang's face instantly darkened. He hadn't expected a little maid to dare disobey him. He shouted angrily, "How dare you! Come, capture her!"

Several guards immediately stepped forward, attempting to snatch the herbs from Qiu'er's hands. Qiu'er, however, showed no fear. She held onto the herbs tightly, her eyes determined, "How dare you! My young lady is a miracle doctor. If you delay Young Master Ding's treatment, and the prince blames you, can you afford to bear the consequences?"

The guards hesitated for a moment, not daring to act rashly. Seeing this, Mu Yang was furious. He was about to order a forced seizure when Jiang Yue suddenly spoke.

"Enough!" Jiang Yue's voice was cold and firm, carrying an unquestionable majesty. She walked over to Qiu'er, protecting her behind her, and looked directly at Mu Yang. "Mu Yang, do you think you can control me like this? I'm telling you, you're wrong!"

Jiang Yue's eyes flashed with an icy light. She was no longer the weak and helpless woman, but the Miss Jiang with multiple personalities, proficient in medicine and poison. She exuded a powerful aura that shocked everyone present.

Mu Yang looked at the completely different Jiang Yue in front of him, feeling both surprised and excited. He liked Jiang Yue's fragility, but he liked her strength even more. This contradictory personality fascinated him even more.

"Jiang Yue, you are indeed different." Mu Yang's tone was filled with admiration and obsession. "The more you resist, the more I love you."

Jiang Yue sneered and glanced at him with disdain: "I can't bear your love."

She turned her head and said to Qiu'er, "Qiu'er, let's go!"

After saying that, Jiang Yue pulled Qiu'er, bypassed the guards blocking their way, and walked straight towards Ding Chen. She took the herbs from Qiu'er and began to treat Ding Chen's wound.

Mu Yang looked at Jiang Yue's back, a sinister glint in his eyes. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh, and blood slowly trickled down between his fingers.

"Jiang Yue, do you really think you can escape from my grasp?" He murmured softly, "I won't let you leave me, never..."

Jiang Yue's slender fingers deftly turned the herbs, her eyes focused, as if the outside world's clamor had no bearing on her. Qiu'er, on the other hand, stood guard beside her, vigilantly watching the guards around her. The aroma of medicinal herbs filled the air, a stark contrast to the tense atmosphere.

Seeing Jiang Yue ignoring him like this, Mu Yang's anger grew even more intense. He snorted coldly and ordered his trusted confidant beside him, "Go, grab the thing from that maid!"

The confidant took the order and walked towards Qiu'er with several guards in a menacing manner. Qiu'er's small body was straight, her hands tightly protecting the herbs, her eyes full of determination.

"How dare you!" Qiu'er shouted, "My young lady is saving someone. If you dare to stop her, you are taking her life lightly!"

The guards were intimidated by Qiu'er's aura and hesitated for a moment. But the confidant did not hesitate, pushing aside the guards blocking the way and reaching out to grab the herbs from Qiu'er's hands.

"How dare you!" Qiu'er couldn't dodge in time, and the herbs in her hand fell to the ground. She looked at the scattered herbs with distress, her eyes reddening.

Jiang Yue saw this and realized she couldn't hesitate any longer. She stood up abruptly, protecting Qiu'er behind her, and stared coldly at Mu Yang's confidant.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Yue's voice was as cold as ice, with an unquestionable majesty.

Qin Xin was intimidated by Jiang Yue's aura and subconsciously took a step back. But he quickly reacted, straightened his back, and said arrogantly, "The prince has ordered these things to be taken away."

"The prince's orders?" Jiang Yue sneered. "Does the prince's orders justify disregarding human life? Young Master Ding is in critical condition, and you're obstructing his treatment. Are you capable of this responsibility?"

Qin Xin was choked by Jiang Yue's words and was speechless for a moment. He looked at Mu Yang for help, but saw that Mu Yang's face was terribly gloomy.

Mu Yang slowly walked up to Jiang Yue, staring at her with burning eyes, and said in a low and dangerous tone: "Jiang Yue, you are challenging my bottom line."

Jiang Yue met Mu Yang's gaze fearlessly, her tone firm: "I'm not challenging your bottom line. I'm just saving people. If you insist on stopping me, then please bear the consequences."

The air was filled with tension, as if it was about to explode. Xuanyuan Che stood aside, his brows furrowed. He knew that if Jiang Yue really rejected Mu Yang, the consequences would be disastrous.

He took a step forward and wanted to persuade Jiang Yue, but Jiang Yue spoke first.

"Mu Yang, I'll say it one last time, let me save him." Jiang Yue's tone was unquestionable and full of determination.

Mu Yang looked at Jiang Yue's determined eyes, feeling a mixture of emotions. He admired her courage, yet he was also jealous of her concern for Ding Chen. He wanted her, but he didn't want to hurt her.

After struggling for a long time, Mu Yang finally sighed and said, "Okay, I promise you."

Jiang Yue heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this. She immediately squatted down and began to pick up the herbs scattered on the ground.

However, at this moment, Mu Yang suddenly changed his mind.

"Wait!" He stopped Jiang Yue, a sinister glint in his eyes, "I changed my mind."

Jiang Yue suddenly raised her head and looked at Mu Yang in confusion.

Mu Yang walked up to her, looked down at her, and said word by word: "Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being rude."

Jiang Yue looked at Mu Yang and knew things were getting worse. Ding Chen's injuries were worsening, and the Imperial Guards and Mu Yang's cronies were once again embroiled in a chaotic battle. She felt she was once again in dire straits.

"Mu Yang..." Jiang Yue just opened her mouth when she was rudely interrupted by Mu Yang.

"Come here," Mu Yang ordered the guards behind him, "Catch them all!"

The guards hesitated for a moment, their gazes flicking back and forth between Mu Yang and Xuanyuan Che. Xuanyuan Che tightened his grip on his sword and was about to step forward when he was held tightly by Mu Yang's henchmen. "Commander Xuanyuan, your opponent is me." Qin Xin sneered, his sword flashing like a venomous snake, forcing Xuanyuan Che to respond with all his might.

Amidst the chaos, Qiu'er clung to Jiang Yue's defense. Her small frame swayed like a leaf in the wind and rain, yet she remained remarkably resolute. "Miss, hurry up!" she screamed, her voice drowned out by the clang of swords clashing.

Jiang Yue's heart sank. She knew Mu Yang was truly furious. What was swirling in his eyes wasn't just rage, but a deeper, almost insane obsession. She regretted her impulsiveness. If she had been more patient, perhaps she could have found a better opportunity. Now, not only had she failed to save Ding Chen, but she had also put herself and Qiu'er in danger.

"Leave? Where else do you think you can go?" Mu Yang's voice was like a whisper from hell, with a chilling chill. He approached Jiang Yue step by step, with a crazy fire burning in his eyes. "Jiang Yue, why do you always want to run away from me? You know very well how much I love you."

Jiang Yue looked at Mu Yang's distorted expression, and a chill ran down her spine. She forced herself to calm down and tried to find a way out. She knew that nothing she said would be of any use now. Mu Yang was blinded by jealousy and possessiveness, and wouldn't listen to any explanation.

"Mu Yang," Jiang Yue took a deep breath, trying to sound calm, "Calm down. Ding Chen needs medical treatment right now. You'll only hurt him if you do this."

"Hurt him?" Mu Yang suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter sharp and piercing. "Who the hell is he? Why do you care about him so much? Jiang Yue, you can only be mine, and you can only care about me!"

He stretched out his hand, trying to grab Jiang Yue's arm. Jiang Yue dodged suddenly, and Mu Yang's hand missed, his face becoming even gloomier.

"Why are you hiding?" Mu Yang's voice was low and dangerous. "Where do you think you can hide? I'm telling you, you'll never escape from my grasp in this lifetime!"

Jiang Yue's heart sank deeper and deeper. She looked around. The guards had already surrounded them, and the imperial guards were being held captive by Mu Yang's henchmen, unable to escape. She knew that this time, she was truly in dire straits.

The scattered herbs exuded a faint fragrance, but it couldn't dispel the tension and fear that permeated the air. Ding Chen lay not far away, his face pale and his breathing weak. Jiang Yue's eyes fell on him, and she felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart.

"Mu Yang," Jiang Yue's voice trembled, "Please let him go, please..."

Mu Yang ignored Jiang Yue's request. He only had eyes for her. He stepped closer and stretched out his hand, wanting to hold her in his arms.

"Jiang Yue," his voice lingered in Jiang Yue's ears like a nightmare, "Come with me, I will treat you well..."

Jiang Yue closed her eyes, waiting for her fate to come. However, the expected confinement did not come. She heard the sound of weapons clashing, followed by Mu Yang's roar.

She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Mu Yang fighting with a man in black. The man in black was very skilled in martial arts and his moves were fierce. Mu Yang was gradually losing the upper hand.

"Who are you?" Mu Yang roared.

The man in black didn't answer, but continued his attack. Mu Yang's guards tried to help, but were repelled one by one by the man in black.

In the chaos, Jiang Yue saw the man in black give her a look and then throw something to her.

"Take this and go!" The low voice of the man in black sounded in her ears.

Jiang Yue instinctively caught the object. It felt cold to the touch; it was a jade pendant. Before she could take a closer look, the man in black pushed her aside again, blocking Mu Yang's attack.