Best friends dressed up in ancient times to become mistresses? You run, I run too!

Shen Ningzhu nodded slightly and continued working.

The moment she lowered her head, the emotions in her exquisite fox-like eyes were unfathomable. She was already rolling her eyes inwardly; she didn't care whether he was in pain or not.

The bandage is finally done.

Shen Ningzhu took the opportunity to stand up, but in the instant she raised her waist, she quickly sprinkled a packet of medicine powder at the man's face.

Caught off guard, the other party was caught off guard and took the bait. Just as he was about to get angry, his body went limp and he fell silent.

Shen Ningzhu curled her lips, her attitude completely different from that of a timid little rabbit just now. It was clear that her previous behavior was just an act to put him at ease.

Unfortunately, it's too late to find out now.

Shen Ningzhu had planned this in advance.

Not long after she transmigrated, she prepared a lot of self-defense drugs to carry with her, and she never parted with the sleeping potion.

This person went out dressed like that and was seriously injured; he's obviously no good.

Leaving someone like that in the room is a disaster. Who knows if he'll turn on her and kill her after the wound is bandaged? He might even bring her some kind of fatal trouble.

Therefore, the best approach is to strike first.

"I'm sorry, brother."

Shen Ningzhu glanced at the door to make sure no one was there, then helped the person lie down on the ground and dragged them into the courtyard. After carefully sweeping away all traces, she finally felt at ease and went back to the house, bolted the door, and went to bed.

I originally intended to hand the person over to the manager of the villa.

But she was also afraid that the other party would question her and implicate her with the man in black, which would be troublesome.

It's better to avoid trouble. Let's just leave it in the yard and let it fend for itself.

Anyway, it's the middle of summer, so I'm not afraid of the cold.

Not long after the wooden door closed, two dark figures suddenly landed in the courtyard, hoisted the person on their shoulders, and with a few leaps, the group disappeared.

In an inconspicuous courtyard in the capital, the lights were on. Inside, an elderly doctor with a white beard was blindfolded, taking the pulse of the man on the bed.

"How is my master?"

"The masked man in black standing to one side asked."

The old doctor cautiously moved his hand away. "This young master is fine. The bleeding from his external wound has stopped. With proper dressing changes, he will recover in a few days. The reason he is unconscious is that he has been drugged."

Man in black:"……"

The old doctor fumbled in his medicine box and pulled out a small white porcelain bottle, handing it to the other person.

"Place this medicine bottle under the patient's nose. Let him inhale it twice, and he will wake up."

The man in black took it, smelled it himself first, and only after he felt there was no problem did he do as the doctor said. Sure enough, the person woke up in a short while.

Seeing this, another man in black quickly dragged the doctor out the door, and the old doctor was so frightened that he begged for mercy repeatedly.

"My lord, spare my life! You promised me that if I treated that person well, you would let me go. You can't go back on your word!"

"Shut up! If you dare say another word, believe me, I'll cut your head off right now!"

"..."

Jiang Yanche was momentarily dazed after opening his eyes.

"What's wrong with me?"

Yuan Yi said from the side, "Your Highness, please forgive us. After the mission failed, you were injured. Yuan Er and I held off the Crown Prince's men so you could leave first, while the two of us covered your retreat."

After dealing with the remaining matters, the two of us went to find you. As for what happened while we were away, we have no idea.

"As always, we followed the marks you left behind and finally found you unconscious in the courtyard of one of the prince's private residences."

"By the way, Your Highness, how did you get drugged? Who drugged you?"

By this time, Jiang Yanche's mind had gradually cleared up.

Thinking of the scene before he lost consciousness, and the woman's smug smile he saw before he closed his eyes, Jiang Yanche gritted his teeth.

He spent all his time hunting geese, but unexpectedly, one of them pecked his eye.

He, the dignified Prince Chen, was actually deceived by a woman and even showed her such a foolish expression. Thinking of this, he wished he could die on the spot.

This is utterly outrageous! He actually thought she was a good person and was soft-hearted towards her.

Very well, woman, I will remember you.

"What's the situation with the Crown Prince now?"

"Your Highness, they are investigating the assassination attempt last night, and I heard that all the city gates have been sealed off."

Jiang Yanche narrowed his deep eyes, which flashed with intense resentment. He pounded the wooden bed beneath him. "Just a little bit more, just a little bit more and I could have killed Jiang Xuan Yan. Jiang Xuan Yan, you really are lucky to be alive."

Oh, right, that woman...

"Yuan Yi, go and investigate the villa that found me. Focus on investigating a woman there. She looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a graceful figure, she's a..."

He narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing within them. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his earlobes turned suspiciously red. After a long while, a hint of mockery flickered in his eyes.

His thin lips parted slightly, and the words he uttered seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"An extremely beautiful woman."

Yuan Yi blinked.

For some reason, Jiang Yanche looked even more terrifying and unsettling than when he wasn't smiling.

When Yuan Yi suddenly met his gaze, she was startled and felt a chill run down her spine.

Unable to understand why His Highness would still be thinking about women at such a crucial moment, I could only try to persuade him:

"Your Highness, should we focus on the immediate situation first? Your injuries haven't healed yet, and if the Crown Prince's men discover anything amiss, we'll be finished. Or perhaps we should return to the Prince's residence first?"