After being reborn, I went on a killing spree in the imperial court.

Cao Yuan awaited Chu Yan's reply, her lips pursed and her brows furrowed, feeling both fear and anticipation.

A hint of tenderness flashed in Chu Yan's eyes. He saw through the fear in Cao Yuan's heart. He covered Cao Yuan's slightly trembling and cold hand with his warm hand, and whispered in her ear, "The Marquis of Zhenbei is alright. I didn't lie to you this time!"

"Although my brother sent someone to Liucheng behind my back, I had already sent a letter to the Marquis of Zhenbei before that. When Liucheng asked the Marquis of Zhenbei for help, the Marquis of Zhenbei was attacked on his way there. When I arrived, there were corpses everywhere, and only the Marquis of Zhenbei was still alive."

"The Marquis of Zhenbei was injured. I have arranged for him to be settled in, which is why I am late."

"Is Grandfather seriously injured? How is he now?" Cao Yuan grabbed Chu Yan's hand, her heart clenching.

"The Marquis of Zhenbei is getting on in years and needs to rest."

Hearing this, Cao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension on her face disappeared completely.

A moment later, the immortal pushed open the door and entered.

Upon hearing the sound, Cao Yuan became alert again and grabbed Chu Yan once more.

"It's alright, it's my master!" Chu Yan reassured him.

"If you two are still being all lovey-dovey, get out of my room! Don't get in my way!"

"Hurry up and drink the porridge. Take your medicine after you finish the porridge!"

"Chu Yan, does your master also know how to treat illnesses?"

When the arrogance of the Immortal Ying was questioned by a young girl, he quickly boasted, "I, the esteemed Immortal Ying, am a renowned physician in the Shu Kingdom! There is no illness that I cannot cure!"

"How dare you, a little brat, question this old man?"

"Oh! Is that so? Chu Yan, those strange pills you have were given to you by your master, right?"

"What strange pills! I used only the most precious medicinal herbs to refine them! They were meant to protect my disciple, and he's given them to you!"

"My poor disciple was pulled off a cliff before his injuries had fully healed!"

Ying Xianren grew angrier as he spoke, and Cao Yuan pursed her lips, somewhat at a loss. She had assumed he had many of those things.

"Master!" Chu Yan glanced at him, knowing that Immortal Ying was only worried about him. "She didn't pull me down; I jumped down myself!"

"Hmph! I can't be bothered with you!"

Immortal Ying left in a huff.

Chu Yan brought over the porridge, saying, "My master has a bad temper, and he cherishes the pills he refines the most! Please don't take offense."

"Have some porridge, let me feed you!"

Chu Yan scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and put it to her lips.

Cao Yuan slowly opened her mouth.

After feeding her the porridge, Chu Yan noticed something floating on Cao Yuan's lips. He reached out and ran his fingertip across the corner of her mouth.

"Is your injury still not healed? Was the medicine Bailu brought me last time from you?"

"No wonder it healed so quickly! It turns out it was your master who gave it to you!"

"I'm fine! My brother thought I was seriously injured, so he abandoned me in the military camp of the Chen Kingdom!"

Cao Yuan nodded.

No one knew when, but the Immortal Ying strolled in again at a leisurely pace.

Chu Yan instantly became extremely cautious, his eyes fixed on him, silently praying that he wouldn't say anything strange or incomprehensible. After all, his master had always been known for his eccentric temperament.

Ying Xianren walked straight to the bedside, and as he approached, he suddenly kicked Chu Yan, impatiently shouting, "Get out of the way! Don't block my way, I need to take her pulse!"

Chu Yan pulled away from Cao Yuan's hand, quickly stood up, and obediently stood by the bed like a student.

Immortal Ying placed two fingers on the patient's wrist, carefully feeling the rhythm and strength of the pulse.

After a long while, he slowly released his grip, nodded, and said, "Hmm! Your pulse is indeed much better than before! However, the toxins in your body have not been completely cleared out. You still need to stay here and recuperate for a while!"

"What about my eyes! When will my eyes get better?"

Immortal Ying looked at Chu Yan beside him and said, "Take good care of yourself, and you will get better when the time is right!"

He turned to Chu Yan and instructed, "Remember to change her medicine again later! I'm going to the nearby market to see patients. Remember, neither of you are allowed to wander around. Stay here obediently, understand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Immortal Ying turned around and strode away, leaving Chu Yan standing there dumbfounded, secretly lamenting his misfortune.

After hearing what he said, Cao Yuan touched the clothes on her body.

Recalling that day, it seemed that Chu Yan had helped her pull out the poisoned arrow, and her cheeks instantly flushed as red as a ripe apple.

"My clothes...were you...the one who changed them for me?" she asked softly, her head lowered, her voice barely audible, her hands unconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes, her heart filled with shyness and unease.

She looked up again, her eyes darting around, and cautiously continued to ask, "So, did you see it all?" Her voice trembled slightly, as if she was afraid of hearing an answer that would embarrass her.

Chu Yan scratched his head, thinking she was going to settle scores with him later, and hurriedly explained, "It was urgent, I... I did ask you at the time. You agreed..."

Before Chu Yan could finish explaining, Cao Yuan unbuttoned her clothes. "I understand! Change!"

Since I've already watched them all, I won't dwell on it this time.

Cao Yuan's directness made Chu Yan seem a bit hesitant. He unwrapped her bandages and helped her re-treat her wounds.

By the time they finished changing the dressing, it was already late.

"Could you help me out? It's stuffy in here! I want to go for a walk!"

Chu Yan helped her outside and draped a shawl over her shoulders.

"The snow hasn't completely melted yet! Be careful not to catch a cold!"

"Ah Yuan, although the Marquis of Zhenbei is alright, can you please not give up your life so easily in the future?"

"I don't want to go through that again!"

"And what about you?" Cao Yuan turned her head to the side, her eyes indifferent.

"I?"

"I told you to let go so the Shu army wouldn't discover our relationship. Why did you jump down with me? Didn't you...?"

Before Cao Yuan could finish speaking, she felt a warm touch on her lips.

Cao Yuan's body trembled, and she took a step back. Chu Yan put his arm around her waist, pulling her close to him.

"From now on, I'll go wherever you go! Don't give up your life so easily!"

Chu Yan whispered in her ear.

"I deserve to die! I caused the deaths of 50,000 Wei soldiers. If I had killed Ma Lai directly in Chen, General Liu wouldn't have died!"

"After this, I don't know where I should go! I don't know how I can face the capital to report back!"

"It's okay, let's think about it here!"

Chu Yan grasped Cao Yuan's hand.