Su Yan lifted her skirt hem and walked towards the rockery, Yu Wenxu’s hand stained with blood.
She furrowed her brows slightly and leaned in,
"Are you hurt?"
As she asked, her tone was more serious than usual.
Yu Wenxu lifted his blood-stained hand, grabbed Su Yan’s hand, and then held her in his embrace.
Su Yan did not dare to struggle, fearing she might touch his wound, which would be bad.
His head rested on her shoulder.
After a while, he sensed her body’s tension and stiffness.
His thin lips revealed,
"No, it’s soone else’s blood."
Upon hearing this, Su Yan didn’t say anything but heaved a sigh of relief.
Then she reached out and hugged him.
"Why are you here? Did Xuanyuan Qing bring you here?"
At the ntion of that person, Su Yan’s tone changed imdiately.
Yu Wenxu led her, speaking out,
"He’s nearby, I don’t know if he’s still breathing."
His voice was faint, as if it were a trivial matter.
Su Yan turned her head, only then noticing Xuanyuan Qing lying not far away.
Xuanyuan Qing was covered in blood, breathing weakly.
Su Yan glanced at the little eunuch who followed closely, and commanded,
"Call the Imperial Physician, see if he can still be saved."
The little eunuch instinctively looked up at Yu Wenxu, saw that he said nothing, and quickly nodded in agreent,
"Yes."
After that, Su Yan no longer paid attention to the person lying on the ground.
Her attention turned to Yu Wenxu,
"Can you still walk?"
Yu Wenxu, with most of his body weight on her, looked down thoughtfully,
"Tired."
At the sound of his voice, Su Yan lifted his arm, letting him press most of his weight on her, and the two slowly leaned on each other and walked out.
Yu Wenxu gazed at her serious profile.
His blood-stained hand clenched hers tightly again.
Under the moonlight, a woman in white and a man in black, intertwined and leaning on each other, moved forward together, looking beautifully entwined.
After a quiet mont, Yu Wenxu spoke,
"The injuries on Xuanyuan Qing are caused by ."
"Hmm."
"I’m not actually tired, I just wanted to hold you."
"Hmm."
"My legs are healed."
"Hmm... huh?"
Su Yan paused her steps, turned her head to look at Yu Wenxu, her eyes gleaming uncontrollably.
It was clearly evident how pleased she was.
Completely different from her earlier furrowed, serious expression.
Yu Wenxu’s throat moved, as if sothing was about to burst forth from within.
She lowered her head, looked at his legs, and carefully confird again; the dark purple color on his calf had completely faded, and watched him take a few steps.
Only then was she certain that his legs were indeed healed.
It seems that the Golden Spirit Flower was indeed effective.
Under the moonlight, Yu Wenxu’s gaze intense, his throat moved,
"Would you marry ?"
His sudden question startled her.
"Huh?"
Yu Wenxu held onto her hand,
"You’ll have endless als and can accompany you to traverse rivers and mountains."
Su Yan blinked in confusion.
Thinking she was unwilling, Yu Wenxu’s heart tightened, and his tone suddenly beca forceful,
"Even if you’re unwilling, you have to be willing; you can only marry ."
Then, he forcibly held her in his embrace.
Su Yan’s head was pressed against his chest, her voice muffled,
"I am already your Crown Princess, I was already going to marry you."
Yu Wenxu, hearing this, finally let his tension dissipate.
Su Yan erged and looked at him seriously,
"Do you have a wish?"
Yu Wenxu heard this and laughed,
"Why? Are you going to make it co true?"
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