Chapter 493: Do I need to explain my actions to you? (1/2)
Chapter 493: Do I need to explain my actions to you?
Gu Qishao knew that there were hidden guards at the Han Estate, or else he wouldn’t have charged in so openly. He gave Chu Xifeng a belittling smile. “You think the likes of you can block me?”
“Gu Qishao, if you really have the skills, go track down the assassins instead. Stop causing a ruckus here!” Chu Xifeng huffed.
Gu Qishao laughed out loud at that. “You’re saying that Long Feiye doesn’t have the skills to find those assassins himself?”
“You’re the one who has no skills!” Chu Xifeng retorted huffily.
“So His Highness Duke of Qin has already caught the culprits?” Gu Qishao feigned astonishment.
Chu Xifeng couldn’t best him in a verbal spar so he simply unsheathed his sword. Gu Qishao’s eyes turned cold before he kicked the weapon aside. “Poison lass’s wound hasn’t been treated yet. This old fellow will take care of you some other time!”
Esteemed wangfei’s been hurt? She didn’t treat it yet?
Now Chu Xifeng was frantic as well. He followed behind Gu Qishao as he knocked on the door, but nobody answered their calls. Naturally, Han Yunxi heard them from inside, but she couldn’t be bothered to deal with them, as she was too busy puzzling over the injury in her shoulder. Someone had finished an amazing treatment over the wound. The injury had been deep, the arrowhead almostly completely buried in three inches of skin, but the person who treated her didn’t even need to unclothe her to heal her! Even more astonishing…was the fact that they hadn’t even cut apart her clothes around the wound.
Who in the world has skills like that?
Han Yunxi quickly took off the covering of gauze on her shoulder, then the clothes underneath, before seeing the wound in all its clarity. The sight only amazed her all the more. Whoever had treated her wound hadn’t even bothered to stitch her up! Even so, the wound didn’t fester or bleed.
“How did they manage to take the arrow out?” Han Yunxi muttered to herself. She suddenly realized that her stitching skills on Gu Qishao were really weak in comparison!
Although she wasn’t bleeding, the wound still ached, so Han Yunxi quickly re-bandaged it and got dressed. Only then did she notice the bottle of medicinal powder and the crossbow bolt wrapped in a white cloth at the head of her bed. The medicine in the bottle was none other than the famous Jade Coagulation Powder, a precious item used to encourage thrombus production. The Han Estate had no such goods. She next examined the piece of white cloth, which resembled a face veil. There were no signs nor markings on the fabric, leaving her momentarily at a loss.
Who treated my injury?
Her head right now felt somewhat heavy, but it wasn’t as dizzy or distracting as yesterday. Han Yunxi felt her forehead and realized she’d just passed through a high fever. Did I lose consciousness from the fever, or did someone drug me unconscious on purpose? Otherwise, how could she have slept through treatment of such a deep wound? She definitely would have woken up. She looked at the white fabric again and thought of the white-robed man, but were his medical skills really this good? Treatment like this was on par with Gu Beiyue’s skills!
While she was still feeling puzzled, someone kicked open her door. Gu Qishao, Chu Xifeng and Lady Helian all came pouring in as a crowd. Han Yunxi gave a start at the same time they did. The trio had assumed something had happened when she hadn’t answered the door.
“Esteemed wangfei, how’s your injury?”
“Poison lass, did you take care of your wound?”
Both Chu Xifeng and Gu Qishao were very anxious, but Lady Helian was sharp-eyed enough to see the items at the head of the bed. “Esteemed wangfei, you’ve already taken care of it?”
With her words, Han Yunxi was now certain that none of the Han family members had been the one who treated her injury. Suspicion grew in her heart before she silently hid away the white cloth and murmured, “Mhm, it’s all been treated. The injury was but a minor one and fine now, you may all leave.”
Gu Qishao took a look and saw real traces of the treatment before he felt relieved.
“Esteemed wangfei, you should come back to the Duke of Qin’s estate with this subordinate. His Highness is already at home,” Chu Xifeng urged.
He still hadn’t told her about His Highness’s injuries, but esteemed wangfei should be able to guess that Long Feiye was in trouble if he’d already gone back Otherwise, his usual personality would have him at the front lines investigating the assassins, not dawdling at home. Unfortunately, Han Yunxi didn’t even seem to hear him.
“Seventh Madame, you and Guard Chu should leave.”
She wasn’t an idiot, she was simply too smart for her own good. With the city gates locked, there was no way the assassins would escape. If she was Long Feiye, she’d go home to drink tea and sleep. Long Tianmo and Mu Qingwu had already blown up the event into epic proportions so that it was now some unprecedented threat against the imperial palace. Naturally, it would fall to Emperor Tianhui to take care of the mess. The assassins and gunpowder explosions had happened nearly concurrently, so the emperor naturally had his suspicions. He would definitely kill off an innocent rather than risk letting the culprits go.
“Esteemed wangfei, you’re only leaving Gu Qishao with you?” Chu Xifeng suddenly gave a grim laugh. There’s a 80 to 90 percent chance that esteemed wangfei fell out with His Highness because of Gu Qishao. But she’s still leaving the two of them alone in the same room?
Does she really not realize what this looks like, or is she simply a fickle woman witheach foot in a different boat?
Chu Xifeng’s expression made Han Yunxi unwell all over. First, Long Feiye suspects me, now his subordinates do, too?!
“Do I need to explain my actions to you?” She had always been someone who persisted in her own ways. Back at the medical academy, she’d refused to yield an inch even with the Council of Elders threatened her. In both her lives, she’d never explained her actions to anyone except Long Feiye, but did he even bother to listen?