If they really had the misfortune of eting governnt officers, all the silver they’d earned that day was dood to take flight.
"Let’s be careful and go this way!" Hong Xiangjun pointed to a small path on the left, and Dong Huiying uttered an oblivious ’oh’.
Curfew was a thing in ancient tis. In her original world, even late into the night, one could still see so people on the streets, especially around food stalls bustling with business. But things were different in ancient tis. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and the three of them tiptoed, dodging the patrolling governnt officers. With twists and turns, they finally made it back to the small courtyard Hong Xiangjun had rented.
After they arrived ho and closed the door, all three of them let out a long sigh of relief.
Just then, with a loud bang, the room door directly opposite was forcefully pushed open, and a figure rushed out—it was Liang Yuening, who had slept during the day, deader than a piglet.
His lips moved, as if he wanted to call out to Dong Huiying, but suddenly his face turned timid. He hemd and hawed, ultimately too embarrassed to speak, and all his inner turmoil showed on his face.
The shyer and more embarrassed he felt, the tenser he beca, and his facial expressions beca increasingly rigid.
In the end, he put on a long face, and Dong Huiying almost thought she had sohow offended him.
"Are you all right?" he asked, his voice rough, his eyeballs rolling around.
Heaven knows how panicked he was when he woke from unconsciousness that day and didn’t see her. He almost thought she had t with an accident and even considered rushing back to Black Wind Camp. But then Hong Xiangjun stopped him, and after calming down, he realized that even if he had gone back to Black Wind Camp with his injuries, he probably wouldn’t have been of much use.
But waiting in Jun City for news was torturous for him.
And for so reason, these past few days, he’d spent more ti unconscious than awake. Each ti he applied the ointnt the young girl had prepared, he felt drowsy and wouldn’t wake up even if thunder rumbled outside.
"Hmm, I’m fine."
A gentle smile appeared on Dong Huiying’s face, and the atmosphere between them instantly ward. Next to them, Liang Haoming’s eyes darkened, "Cough!"
Liang Haoming suddenly coughed. When Dong Huiying turned her head, she saw him covering his mouth, blood seeping through the gaps in his fingers.
"Haoming?" Dong Huiying imdiately rushed toward Liang Haoming, who was coughing up blood, and Liang Yuening also froze for a second as if struck by lightning.
"Fourth brother? Is it fourth brother?"
He stared at the mask on Liang Haoming’s face. Although he couldn’t see the face, as blood brothers, how could he not recognize Liang Haoming? So Liang Yuening quickly ran over to his fourth brother as well.
Liang Haoming tasted the sweet blood in his throat; he had been holding back this cough for a long ti. Actually, it was nothing serious, and he felt much better after coughing it up. But seeing the young girl’s worried face and subtly observing Fifth Brother Liang Yuening, Liang Haoming suddenly felt a sense of, perhaps, guilty pleasure at his own intervention?
Although he was pleased with the concern both the youngster and his fifth brother showed for him, he could not bear to worry them, so he honestly responded, "It’s nothing, just a cough, feels much better now."
But the face under the mask was extrely uncomfortable, with his ears even starting to burn.
Dong Huiying took hold of his wrist to take his pulse: "It’s all right, just so complications caused by external injuries. It’s not a big problem. Drink so dicine later and rest for a few more days, and you should recover."
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