Resisting the Wind and Splendor

Chu Yueli appeared before Lu Beimo a while later, after an incense stick had burned.

Looking at the bloodstains at Lu Beimo's feet, her temples began to throb again.

"Your Highness, you are injured. Shouldn't you hurry back to the Mo Prince's residence to find a doctor to treat your wounds?"

He sat there in her courtyard, letting the blood from his wound continue to flow. For the full time it takes for an incense stick to burn, she waited for him to give up and leave, but he refused to leave.

If he bleeds to death here, won't the blame fall on their Duke's mansion again?

The Duke's mansion has been facing more and more troubles lately, with one problem after another coming their way. Sooner or later, they will be unable to cope!

"Your Highness is of noble birth, can you please go back and heal your wounds?" There was blood all over the ground, and he wasn't afraid of losing too much blood and dying.

Lu Beimo looked up and glanced at her.

Chu Yueli could see the masked face clearly; it was as pale as paper and indeed had very little color in it.

"Your Highness, shall I have someone escort you back?"

But as soon as she said those words, Chu Yue Li regretted them.

Isn't this announcing to the world that Prince Mo was injured here with her?

At that time, rumors about her and King Mo will be flying everywhere again.

Lu Beimo leaned against the tree trunk, still quietly watching her.

He was the one who was injured and still bleeding, but the way he looked at Chu Yueli at this moment was as if this matter had nothing to do with him at all.

He even joked, "Have you thought of any way to settle this king?"

Chu Yueli was almost driven mad by him.

"I don't have the ability to make decisions for you, Your Highness. Your Highness, could you please leave on your own?"

"Are you going to kick me out again?" His gaze was somewhat heavy.

He even abandoned the self-reference of "this king," as if his very soul had been wounded.

But Chu Yue knew perfectly well that this was nothing more than a trick he used to bewitch her.

But she wasn't buying it.

After experiencing Lu Fengjin's betrayal, she no longer had many desires for men.

“Your Highness, men and women should not touch each other. My courtyard is indeed not welcoming to you. If you wish to visit the Duke’s mansion, please enter through the main gate. My elder brother will certainly treat you well and may even find a doctor to treat your injuries.”

"I can't walk anymore." Lu Beimo exhaled, closed his eyes, and looked like he was resting.

His voice was also a little hoarse: "Ali, I allow you to move me out and throw me at the gate of your Duke's mansion, but if anyone else dares to touch me, I will kill them without mercy!"

Chu Yueli gasped.

Because he meant the phrase "no mercy" seriously.

She really couldn't do anything with him!

"What exactly do you want?" We can't just let him die here.

Don't you even look how horrible this pool of blood on the ground is!

"I'm so tired, you make the decision for me." He smiled, a slight smear of blood still visible at the corner of his lips. Surprisingly, his smile was quite handsome.

Even Chu Yueli was momentarily lost in thought.

A moment later, my head started to throb again.

After an unknown amount of time, she said helplessly, "I can heal Your Highness's wounds, but after Your Highness's wounds are treated, could you please allow me to leave as soon as possible?"

"But I'll need to be strong first, Ali. I'm so tired right now, I can't walk anymore." He was still smiling!

He was clearly implying that she needed to help him up!

Chu Yueli really wanted to kick him out.

But she didn't have the guts.

Finally, Chu Yueli took a deep breath to calm herself down, then bent down to pick up the large knife from the ground.

This knife can't be left here. We should at least tidy it up and take it with us when he's better.

Unexpectedly, seeing her reach for the Moon-Slaying Blade, Lu Beimo's eyes darkened, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Be careful! Don't touch it!"