The mont the short dagger was pulled out, blood imdiately began to flow.
Su Yan lightly pursed her lips.
Lifting her gaze towards Yu Wenxu, she said
"I just told you, you didn’t have to save ."
Yu Wenxu’s complexion had already turned pale.
Although not fatal, the wound kept bleeding; if it was left like this, sooner or later it would lead to trouble.
She looked up at the little eunuch behind Yu Wenxu, very seriously
"Call the Imperial Physician."
"Yes, yes"
After a mont of stun, the little eunuch quickly ca to his senses and went to find the Imperial Physician.
anwhile, behind her, Liang Yue lay on the ground, gasping in pain, his disbelief
"You’re not dead? Impossible, impossible!"
Garnts once regal and imposing, bright red in color,
Now only left with wretched strugglings and gasping for breath.
His eyes, filled with hatred towards Su Yan.
Yu Wenxu’s dark pupils swept over Liang Yue.
He spoke indifferently
"Fire."
At the sound of his command, the whizzing noise sliced through the air.
Suddenly, the several dozen n who were still standing were all pierced by the crossbow bolts.
Lives that were vibrant monts ago had now beco corpses.
A thick scent of blood spread far and wide.
Blood flowed down the steps,
Until it reached the feet of Su Yan.
She covered Yu Wenxu’s wound with a clean white cloth.
Apart from a brief change in her expression when she saw Yu Wenxu wielding the knife,
She was now as calm as ever, rely pressing earnestly on his wound.
Her face showed no signs of fluctuations.
Yu Wenxu’s face was pale, coughing a few tis.
Triggers to the wound made his complexion even whiter.
Su Yan wanted to push him away from here, to return to the Prince Mansion.
But before her hand could even leave his wound,
He grabbed it tightly.
His long fingers turned pale, clearly exerting force.
Su Yan glanced at him, locking eyes with those dark pupils.
Very seriously
"You ask, I will answer. But gripping so tightly will only aggravate the wound, causing the blood to flow faster."
With that, she intended to pull his hand away.
But stubbornly, he clung on, refusing to let go.
She gave up tugging at his hand.
Bending down to look at the wound she was covering, she waited quietly for him to speak.
anwhile, the wound on her neck hadn’t been tended to, blood still seeping through and trickling down.
After a long ti, she heard Yu Wenxu’s voice, weak and hoarse
"Who are you."
"Su Yan"
She replied very calmly.
She also understood why he asked.
She had regained her mories.
She was no longer just the Taotie he had personally raised, who used to cling to him day after day, weeping and acting spoiled, knowing only to eat.
She was Su Yan, the Head the Gods of the Nine Main Gods.
She was soone who had experienced tens of thousands of years, seen the darkest evils, and now traversing planes, in search of her own God Fragnts.
Still the sa person.
But she couldn’t afford to cry and whimper over this wound on her neck, expect him to console her.
The one who needed consoling was the blank-slate, gluttonous Taotie.
But she, was Su Yan.
To her, this was nothing at all.
She reached out to wipe away the trail of blood running down her neck.
His dark pupils, sharp as if to pierce through and see right through her.
Su Yan looked at him, accepting his scrutiny without a hint of panic.
Then, she slowly said
"I am a beast, and due to so experiences just now, I’ve acquired so mories and inheritance."
Her own affairs, naturally, couldn’t be disclosed to him.
So she could only use the mory inheritance of the Taotie to explain the sudden change in herself.
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