"Don't be threatened by her, hurry up and subdue her!" Wen Han shouted loudly as he saw the guards hesitating and not daring to step forward.

  Several guards saw the leader had spoken, and with a hard heart they surrounded Zhang Xiaoyan. Zhang Xiaoyan waved her dagger wildly and shouted fiercely: "Whoever comes closer I will kill!"

  Yan Xijun suddenly remembered that Zhang Xiaoyan and her servant knew martial arts, so she whispered to Wen Han: "Be careful, she knows martial arts."

  "She is skilled in martial arts, you must be extra careful." Wen Han said to the guards, but it was too late. Zhang Xiaoyan had already stabbed two unguarded guards and rushed towards Rong Yuqian.

  At this time, she still didn't let her go, Yan Xijun was frightened and stared at her with wide eyes as she rushed over.

  "Don't worry, I won't let her hurt you!" A warm and cold voice of assurance came from beside her, and Yan Xijun only then remembered that Wen Han was still holding her.

  Wen Han made a beautiful turn, dodging Zhang Xiaoyan's fatal blow, and then kicked her to the ground with one foot.

  This series of swift movements was completed while embracing Yan Xijun, and it can be imagined that his martial arts skills were extraordinary.

  "Bind her and take her to prison!" Wen commanded coldly.

  Yan Xikun gazed at Zhang Xiaoyan's resentful and departing back, sighed, "Heavenly retribution can be survived, but self-inflicted retribution cannot."

  "Yan Zhaorong, don't worry, the Emperor will not let her off lightly." Wen Han comforted: "I'll send you back to Ganquan Palace and find an imperial physician to treat your injuries."

  "Alright, thank you."

  Wen Han glanced at her and stopped talking, using his lightness skill to head towards Gan Quan Palace.

  Yan Xijun had not yet arrived at Ganquan Palace when she fainted into Wen Han's arms, and the heart that had been hanging in suspense finally put down, anyway, she was saved.

  Yan Xijun was awakened by a burst of birds chirping, and when she woke up, it was just dawn. A ray of sunlight passed through the thin mist and shone on the dark green leaves, casting a faint golden light.

  The little birds were jumping and flying about on the branches, now leaping, now darting, now fluttering, and Yan Xizhen was completely absorbed in watching them.

  It wasn't until the sound of the heavy creaking door that Yan Xijun snapped back to reality, and through the semi-transparent bed curtain, she vaguely saw Wenqin's maid walking in with a basin of water.

  "Master, master, are you awake?" Wen Qin called out softly, seeing that the master was asleep and fearing to startle her.

  "Uh-huh." Yan Xijun responded with a faint "uh-huh".

  "Ah, Master, you're awake." Wen Qin put down the basin of water in her hands with a start of joy and came over to open the bed curtains that blocked one's view.

  "Ha, Master, you're really awake!" Wen Qin smiled foolishly as she gazed at her master winking at her from the bed.

  "Listening to the zither, how long have I slept?" Yan Xijun asked.

  "Two days and two nights."

  "It's no wonder I'm aching all over after so long." Yan Xijun tried to sit up, but every movement pulled at the wounds on her body, causing her to grit her teeth in pain.

  "Master, don't move!" Wen Qin was frightened and hurriedly pressed her back down, scolding: "Master, you're covered in minor injuries all over your body, you can't move around wildly. Although the imperial physician has bandaged many of them for you, you still need to be careful."

  "Come, let me wipe your face." Wen Qin wetted a towel and carefully wiped her master's face.

  What a pity, Master's face was cut by her several times. If the scars can't be removed, won't Master be disfigured?

  At this thought, Wenqin's tears were about to fall again. Yan Xikun looked at Wenqin in surprise and asked, "Wenqin, why are you crying?"

  "Master, your face...!" Wen Qin finally couldn't bear it and burst into loud sobs. Her crying attracted Xue Lian who was busy outside.

  Xue Lian rushed in and anxiously asked: "Wenqin, what's wrong? Has something happened to the master?"

  When she saw her master wake up, she was overjoyed and said: "Master, you've finally woken up. We were worried to death for the past two days."

  She turned to Wenqin and scolded: "The master is fine, why are you crying?"

  "Master... 's... face."

  Xue Lian heard this and her eyes also became dim, looking away in another direction.

  Yan Xijun saw their appearance and had already guessed something. She said softly: "Xuelian, bring me a mirror!"

  "Master!" Wen Qin and Xue Lian spoke in unison, both shaking their heads at her, afraid she wouldn't be able to accept it.

  "It's all right, let me take a look." Yan Xijun smiled at them with an open and honest gaze.

  Xue Lian glared at Wen Qin with hatred, then took a mirror and left.

  Wen Qin hung her head in regret, blaming herself for losing her composure earlier. Now the master had found out about the injury on her face ahead of time.

  After the mirror was brought over, with Xue Lian's help, Yan Xiu Jun saw that her face was wrapped in several layers of thin gauze, only revealing two eyes and a nose and mouth.

  Oh, her face was injured, and she only then remembered that Zhang Xiaoyan had slashed her face a few times. Now, she didn't know if her appearance could be restored to what it used to be.

  She didn't pay much attention to her appearance. She smiled lightly and joked: "Does my current appearance scare you guys?"

  "Master still has the heart to smile, your face is almost ruined." Wenqin pouted and worried.

  "Stop spouting nonsense, there are countless imperial physicians in the palace with exquisite medical skills. One of them will surely be able to treat the master's facial injury, so don't speak blindly." Xue Lian saw Wen Qin starting to ramble on again and feared it would affect the master's mood, so she hurriedly comforted him.

  "Hehe, it's okay, you don't have to worry about me. Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, as long as I can keep my life, I'm satisfied." Yan Xijun comforted them instead.

  "It's all because of that Zhang Zhaoyuan, she was too ruthless. But, evil will be repaid, someone will collect her debt." Wen Qin said with a choked tone.

  "How is she?"

  She's in a terrible state, Xue Lian said: "If the emperor hadn't taken into account her father's position, she would have been executed on the spot. Now, she's only being demoted to a palace maid and sent to the laundry department."

  This is a bit miserable, who made her so cruel, and insisted on killing her.

  Yan Xikun didn't sympathize with her at all, nor did he feel sorry for her. If you dare to do it, you have to pay the price.

  "Master, do you know? The Emperor is particularly concerned about you. These two days, whenever he has time, he comes over to see you. It's clear that he genuinely cares about you!" Wen Qin said with a smile, and upon seeing this, the master not only hadn't lost favor due to his injury, but had instead gained even more favor.

  Alas, Wen Qin is just a simple-minded girl, being favored and yet what can she do, but instead gain more people's jealousy.

  Yan Xijun smiled faintly, but Huan Qin was slightly dissatisfied with her attitude and wanted to say something, only to be pulled by Xue Lian towards the door.

  Xue Lian said: "Master, you rest, we're going out to take care of things."

  "Why are you dragging me away?" The angry voice of Wenqin also came from outside.

  "Don't disturb Master's rest." Xuelian said.

  Yan Xijun closed her eyes again, and this injury made her lie in bed for several days before she was almost recovered. Chapter 66: The King of Hell's Visit

  Chu Yixuan basically comes every day, but never stays overnight at Ganquan Palace, just to visit her and then leave with his entourage.

  Yan Xikun couldn't fathom his thoughts, but she was very supportive of his current actions. She actually hoped he would never stay overnight again.