Chapter Eighty-four Better Not Regret It

  Liu Qingyou looked at the man lying on the soft couch in front of him, his face also slightly complex. This man had actually blocked a sword for that dead scoundrel. At the time, he reacted too late, and just as the sword was about to pierce the dead scoundrel's heart, if it weren't for him, the dead scoundrel would probably...

  I didn't expect Muyou Xing to suddenly pull out the sword, this is too reckless, if not handled properly it will be life-threatening. She lightly pursed her lips, bright red blood gushing out of the wound and slowly seeping into her red clothes. Muyou Xing's face turned paler, and when Liu Qingyou lifted up her clothes, she was also shocked inside - the wound is very deep!

  Zi Ruoye drove the horse carriage, accelerating towards the direction of the next town while keeping the carriage stable. Mu Rouxing was injured and needed to find a doctor as soon as possible. The group only had simple hemostatic powder on them, which would not be very effective for Mu Rouxing's injury.

  Liu Qingyu helped Mu Rou Xing stop the bleeding with the fastest speed, bandaging him. After finishing, he whispered to Zi Ruoye who was driving outside, "The dead bastard is fine now."

  Zi Ruoye nodded slightly, and someone jumped up to help her drive the horse carriage. He lifted the curtain and got in, only to see Mu Rouxuan's pale face with no blood color. She sat down beside Liu Qingyou and asked, "Thanks for your hard work... how is he?"

  "The bleeding has stopped, but we'll have to wait until the doctor takes a look to know for sure." Leaning against Ziyue Ye's body, Liu Qingyou said softly, "Who sent the assassin?" From the capital city to Ning City, there had never been a shortage of big and small assassins on the road. Who exactly wanted his life? Now that they were heading back to the capital, it hadn't been long since they had encountered another assassin. That one sword... if Mu Rou Xing hadn't helped him block it, just thinking about it made Liu Qingyou subconsciously tighten his grip on Ziyue Ye's hand, and a wave of fear washed over him.

  "The assassins were sent by different people." Zi Ruoye hugged Liu Qingyou, she knew what Liu Qingyou was afraid of, just now it was unexpected, and such a thing would not happen again in the future.

  "What different people!?" A sudden shock, it turned out to be a different force. He lightly bit his lip, "Damn it, who is it? Who's so despicable!" He wanted to turn his head around, but Zi Ruoye was hugging him from behind, so he could only ask in a muffled tone.

  Zi Ruoye buried her head in Liu Qingyou's shoulder, and a gentle laugh rose up. The assassination attempt just now seemed to have not ruined her good mood. "One of them is Li Yu." Li Yu thought she was being stealthy, but within the capital city, her hidden scouts were everywhere. Li Yu's small movements had already reached her ears long ago. Another group was probably Hai Yue.

  "What?!" Hearing the name that was all too familiar, Liu Qing's body froze. Could it be her?! "Dead bastard, not me...not Young Master Ben." He hastily explained, he and the dead bastard had finally understood each other, he could finally rest easy leaning on the dead bastard's chest, but the one who wanted to assassinate the dead bastard was Li Yu. What if the dead bastard misunderstood? What to do?!

  "This young master used to like her, but now it's not the case. I don't know why she wants to assassinate you." The more he spoke, the more anxious he became and didn't know how to explain himself properly. Liu Qingyou's eyes were about to turn red as he spoke. However, Zi Ruoye remained calm and composed, which made him even more flustered. He didn't need Yun Cong, who had always been devoted to protecting him with a pair of discerning eyes that saw through the world. Initially, he only had contempt and disgust for the dead bastard, but what if the dead bastard thought he actually had an ulterior motive? Liu Qingyou's mind went blank, unsure of what else to say to dispel Zi Ruoye's suspicions about him.

  Moreover, afterwards even if he had seen through his own heart, he still used Li Yu as an excuse multiple times. He didn't dare to think about how the dead guy would look at him, what if it was really a misunderstanding?

  "Ah!" Zi Ruoye didn't understand why Liu Qingyou would think of going there. When did that proud little dragon become so anxious? And how could she suspect him? Sometimes she really wanted to know what was on Zi Xu's mind.

  "Qingyu." Zi Ruoye called out softly, looking at the anxious and hesitant Liu Qingyu in her arms, whose small face still had a faint pale complexion, gently biting her delicate earlobe to bring Liu Qingyu back to her senses. Seeing that Liu Qingyu had truly come back to her senses, she said seriously, "Qingyu, Li Yuzhang is not as good as me, his status is not as high as mine, his wealth is not as abundant as mine, and his abilities are inferior, so how could I believe you still have feelings for him?"

  A teasing and stinky phrase came out of Ziyue Ye's mouth, and Liu Qingyou nodded slightly after hearing it. But what Ziyue Ye said next made him uncontrollably shed tears. He heard Ziyue Ye lean against his ear and say softly, "Qingyou, you are my iron-clad husband, the only husband in the Ye Wangfu, so if I don't believe you, who can I believe?"

  Gently turning the small face with tears, he kissed and smiled, saying, "You've become a crybaby now. I thought you were a vinegar jar." The eyes were filled with warm love, and in the next moment, the person in his arms was about to get angry again, and he kissed the soft lips with a sweet and refreshing taste.

  "Hmm..." This dead bastard, actually calling him a vinegar jar, she's the one who's a vinegar jar... He wouldn't admit to being jealous... No way! Then her brain couldn't think anymore, completely going soft in Zi Ye's arms.

  Soft kisses, gentle kisses, Zi Ruoye's tenderness was like a thread of silk, slowly and gently wrapping around Liu Qingyou, until he couldn't struggle free. A moment later, Zi Ruoye finally let go of Liu Qingyou, letting him lean against her chest and breathe softly.

  "Damn bastard. You're shameless!" Every time he couldn't resist the bastard's kiss, his cheeks flushed, Liu Qingyou half-closed her eyes, and suddenly felt a little useless.

  "What's wrong with me?" She was completely coming, but there was no nonsense at all. Just as the two were laughing and joking, Mu Rou Xing, who had been lying down, let out a soft whimper.

  Zi Ruoye walked to the side of Mu Rouxing, and only then did she realize that Mu Rouxing's eyelashes were like butterfly wings, lightly trembling. The weak Xizi Mei was beautiful... "Mu Gongzi, how are you?"

  Muyong Xing's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he had used a great deal of effort to open his eyes. "Ye... Wang, didn't I die?" He thought he was already dead for sure, with his drooping eyelashes covering the dark colors in his eyes.

  "No, how could I let you die? Just thank you, Zi Ruoye owes you a life." Although she didn't know why Muxing replaced her to block that sword, but owing him a life was already an established fact. Unexpectedly, Muxing

  Mu Rou Xing hastily got up, but moved his wound, lightly gasping for air, yet still said, "Ye Wang doesn't have to be so polite, that was just Rou Xing's subconscious action, no one owes anyone a life."

  "Don't move!" Looking at the bandaged wound that had started bleeding again, Zǐ Ruò Yè slightly furrowed her brow. "Zǐ Ruò Yè said she owed you a life, and that's exactly what it means. In the future, as long as you, Mù Gōngzǐ, make a request that doesn't go against this king's principles, this king will definitely grant it."

  Mu Rou Xing bit her lip, the color of which was now very pale, like a popsicle. After a while, she nodded slightly, "If Ye Wang insists on it, then Rou Xing will remember this for now." A favor that could cost one's life... Ye Wang, I hope you won't regret it later.

  Liu Qingyu thought it was too late to stop, how could a dead man casually agree to someone else's request? Moreover, it was a man of unknown origin, even the dead man felt that Muyang Xing's purpose was not pure, why did he still agree. Although morally, the dead man indeed owed Muyang Xing a life...

  "How much longer until we reach the next town?" Zi Ruoye asked, poking her head out, they had to hurry up and see the doctor.

  "Still three hundred miles."

  It won't be long before we arrive, Zi Ruoye thought to herself, "Let's hurry up and get there before nightfall."

  Mu Rou Xing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his pale face was tinged with a hint of humanity, making his enchanting features even more captivating. He leaned against the car seat, silent for a moment, before speaking in a soft voice, "Ye Wang, Mu Rou Xing is fine now. My injury... was it Ye Wang who bandaged it for me?" As he spoke, a faint blush rose to his cheeks, like the tender petals of a peach blossom, delicate and alluring.

  "It's not a dead bastard, it's this young master who helped you bandage." Liu Qingyuan said lightly, but his eyes were looking at Mu Rou Xing with malice. Fortunately, the dead bastard was asking for help, if not, he would have been afraid of bringing out another fork.

  Regarding Liu Qingyu's overly obvious hostility, Mu Rou Xing only had a faint glimmer in the bottom of her eyes, and when she raised her eyelids again, it was a sincere expression of gratitude. "Thank you, I originally thought it was...I don't know what to call you, sir?"

  "Willow Qingyou." He said, looking out the window at the scenery. He knew his hostility was too obvious, but he didn't bother to hide it. He liked what he liked and disliked what he disliked. As for this man who suddenly appeared halfway, he made him inexplicably resentful, and he genuinely disliked him.

  "Liu... Qingyou." whispered softly, didn't expect it was really him, and he was indeed as elegant and refined as his name suggested, like a fragrant orchid or a jade orchid. It seems that this Liu Qingyou is also someone who has a crush on Ye Wang, her gaze shifted to the purple leaf that had been speaking earlier, and she smiled softly.

  "I'm a rough-handed and rough-footed woman, after all, it's not convenient, and it's not good for Master Mu's reputation either." Zi Ruoye explained faintly. There were two soft beds in the carriage, one of which was occupied by Mu Rongxing because he was injured, while Liu Qingyou and Zi Ruoye sat together on the other one.

  She casually pulled out a small wine jug and took a sip, then lay down on Liu Qingyu's leg without saying another word. "Qingyu, once we reach the town, you can also get some good rest. Let's take a break for one night and continue our journey tomorrow." Zi Ruoye raised her eyes to look at Liu Qingyu above her. Since Liu Qingyu followed her to Ning City, they had encountered coal mine collapses and slept on the streets, so Liu Qingyu, who was originally quite plump, had already become thin, with even his chin becoming pointed.

  Zi Ruoye's words were filled with a deep sense of pity and heartache, which warmed Liu Qingyu's heart. He lowered his head and said softly, "You damned fool, you're also very tired, go to sleep first, I'll call you when it's time."

  The two had a warm conversation, as if Mu Rou Xing didn't exist. Mu Rou Xing closed her eyes, but their conversation was heard clearly in her ears. Ye Wang might have loved Liu Qing Yu dearly, but if he met someone better, he would probably abandon her without hesitation. Women were all the same to him, regardless of who they were.

  The horse carriage rattled along the main road, and just ahead was a new town. A respectful voice came from outside the carriage, "Master, it's Wind City up ahead."

  Zi Ruoye sat up, lifted the curtain, and indeed saw the city wall of Feng Cheng not far away. "When we arrive in Feng City, let's go to the medical hall first." After finishing speaking, she lay down on Liu Qingyu's leg again, saying half-truly and half-falsely, "If I can sleep with Qingyu tonight, I'm sure I'll sleep till dawn!"

  Liu Qing'ou's face instantly flushed red as she scolded in a low voice, "You damn rascal, you're not being serious!" These past few days of interacting with him had made her realize that this rascal always spoke his mind without any filter, and she wondered how Yun Cong had tolerated him back then.

  "I'm not being naughty, you obviously... hmm?" Just as she was about to continue, Liu Qingyou covered her mouth with a warning gaze that was 12 million times more intense. Zi Ruoye's eyes were filled with amusement, and every time she teased Liu Qingyou, making his face turn red and his heart skip a beat, her mood would become infinitely better.

  The horse carriage drove towards Feng City, because Zi Ruoye was low-key this time, she had already passed Ning City, and when she passed by Ning City, she knew that Zhao Yu was still guarding Ning City, so she asked Anying to inform Zhao Yu to bring people back to the capital together, while she took another road.

  "Who goes there?" The Wind City guard raised a hand to stop the carriage, "What kind of person is inside the carriage?" It was just a routine check, a necessary procedure for entering every city.

  "We are just ordinary merchants. Please let us pass, big sister." The guard was also clever and after getting off the carriage, secretly slipped some silver into the guard's hand. Seeing the silver, the guard's eyes lit up with a smile and casually checked before letting them through.

  Zi Ruoye sat in the carriage, letting out a sigh. "In the future, if I have nothing to do, I'll come and guard the gate. It's more profitable!" Unfortunately, she didn't have nothing to do at all - on the contrary, she was extremely busy. This time when she returned, if not for anything else, she would have liked to retire with Zi Yanran and return to their hometown.

  "I knew you'd talk nonsense." Liu Qingyu glared at Zi Ruoye with a hint of annoyance, she was a princess, even if she didn't do anything, her annual allowance was still substantial, how could she be poorer than a guard?

  The coachman asked a few questions and then drove the horse carriage directly to the hospital. "Master, we've arrived at the hospital."

  "Mu Gongzi, can you walk? Do you want me to get someone to help you?" Zi Ruoye looked at Mu Ruo Xing and asked softly.

  Mu Rou Xing finally opened his eyes and nodded gently, "Ye Wang doesn't have to worry too much, Rou Xing hasn't reached the point where he can't walk." He then prepared to get out of the carriage.

  "Wait for me to get down first." Zi Ruoye said lightly, and with a gentle jump, she leaped off the carriage. She reached out her hand to Liu Qingyu, "Qingyu, come down."

  Liu Qingyu got off the carriage, and Zi Ruoye then helped Mu Rouxing down. She had intended to let go of him after helping him down, but Mu Rouxing seemed a bit unsteady on his feet and leaned against her. With no other choice, she supported him as they walked into the clinic.

  The doctor in the hospital was shocked by the natural temperament of Ziyu Ye and his party, looked at Ziyu Ye, saw that she had an extraordinary demeanor, subtly revealing a noble air, and knew in her heart that she must be the master of this group.

  Zi Ruoye supported Mu Rouxing to sit down, then said to the doctor, "Please help this young master take his pulse. He's injured, but it doesn't affect his heart meridian." After a simple statement, Zi Ruoye stood aside.

  The doctor's gaze wandered among Ziyue Ye, Liu Qingyou and Muyouxing, smiling as he said, "This must be your husband, and you are the wife. How could you let your husband get hurt?" As he spoke, he took Muyouxing's pulse.

  Zi Ruoye's face was slightly awkward, but seeing the doctor taking her pulse, she didn't immediately speak up to clarify. After the doctor finished taking her pulse, he furrowed his brow and asked, "Is it very serious?"

  "The old woman thought it was just a minor injury, but she didn't expect it to be so serious. You just said that the heart meridian wasn't injured, but it's only by a hair's breadth. As the wife, you're really too derelict in your duty." The doctor was also extremely fond of her own husband and saw that Mù Róu Xīng had suffered such severe injuries, while Zǐ Ruò Yè, as a woman, was unscathed. She couldn't help but speak with a heavier tone. Mù Róu Xīng heard this and lowered his eyelashes, covering up the slightly amused glint in his eyes. This doctor was interesting - how did she figure out that they were actually wife and husband?

  "Doctor, what about his injury?" Zi Ruoye looked at Mu Rouxing's pale face. Someone had just saved her life; if she fell ill now, it wouldn't be good... This favor might not be repaid yet...

  "It's okay, as long as you take good care of yourself, your body will recover." The doctor glanced at Ziyue Ye sideways and said again, "I just saw that your left hand is a bit inconvenient, I'm afraid it's been injured for a long time?"

  Liu Qingyou hastily pulled over Zi Ruoye and anxiously said, "Doctor, please help take a look. Her arm was indeed injured." These days, the dead man's wound had already healed, but it was very inconvenient, almost everything was done with his right hand.

  "Let me take a look." The doctor pulled over Ziyue Ye's arm and examined it, "It looks like the wound was self-inflicted..." After all, she had also been practicing medicine for many years, so these things were still discernible.

  "Hmm." Zi Ruoye's expression didn't change much, her left hand was... As expected, the doctor shook his head after examining her arm.

  "The old woman was beyond help, if it were now, there might still be a way to rescue her, but this injury has been going on for a long time, the tendons and bones have all been injured, being able to move is already the greatest fortune." The doctor said as he turned around to give Mu Rou Xing medicine.

  Zi Ruoye didn't have much of an idea, she already knew the outcome from the beginning. Now it's just the doctor saying it out loud. She looked at Liu Qingyou with some heartache, knowing he was blaming himself again. She said softly, "Didn't the doctor say that my hand being able to move is already the greatest luck? I've even made a profit."

  Liu Qingyou gently grasped Zi Ruoye's hand, slightly trembling. The dead maniac's hand was like this only because he wanted to save him. Mu Rouxing looked at Zi Ruoye's arm, thinking that for the past few days, Ye Wang had been using his right hand; it turned out that his left hand had an old injury...

  At first, the Ning City governor only made Ziyue Ye stab herself three times and did not make her disable one arm, which was already very good. Ziyue Ye smiled and comforted Liu Qingyou lightly. After the doctor came out, he saw that Ziyue Ye was comforting Liu Qingyou, while Muyouxing on the side had an indifferent expression.

  "They're both your husbands, so don't be partial. Take this medicine package," she said, handing it to Ziyue Ye, "boil three bowls of water down to one bowl, and apply the ointment externally. You'll recover in half a month. Make sure to feed your husband foods that nourish his body, but not too greasy, keep it light." She looked at Ziyue Ye with a hint of disapproval, thinking she shouldn't favor one over the other. She couldn't understand why this woman only loved one of them when both husbands were equally handsome. Just now, those three people came in, especially seeing her two husbands, and even someone as old as herself would be dazzled for a moment. This woman was truly blessed with good fortune.

  Zi Ruoye took the medicine package and smiled at the doctor, saying, "Doctor, you've misunderstood. He's not my husband. My husband is this person beside me. Thank you, Doctor." She handed the medicine to the guard and paid for it before leaving the clinic.

  The doctor looked at Ziyue Ye with distrust, and Ziyue Ye didn't explain much either. After getting on the carriage, she instructed the guard to find an inn, after all, Muxing still needed to take medicine, and they should also rest well. Liu Qingyou sat in the carriage and remained silent, Ziyue Ye saw her lightly shaking her head, and said again, "This doctor is not bad either, but I'm afraid the doctors in the capital are even better, the doctors at Yisheng Hall must have a way to treat my arm, don't worry."

  He walked up to her side, put his arm around Liu Qingyao's waist and said softly, "Besides, my hand can't move now?" As he spoke, he symbolically moved it slightly.

  When she heard the name of Jing Cheng's Medical Saint Hall, Liu Qingyu's eyes lit up slightly. The dead man was right, there wasn't only one doctor in this world, and the dead man's arm could definitely be saved. She nodded lightly.

  "When you arrive in the capital, you must go to the Medical Sage Hall to have your arm treated at the earliest opportunity. I will accompany you there." Yu Qingyu turned around and gently said as she hugged Zi Ruoye.

  When she saw Liu Qingyou nodding in agreement with herself, Zi Ruoye nodded and smiled back, "Mm-hmm." But her arm... never mind...

  Digression

  Mouth= Late for half an hour... Swallowing my words. Obviously had 6,000. Tearful eyes.