Meng Zhuqing saw An Jing injured and knew his master would definitely take action, but he didn’t expect that his master would move faster than he had imagined. It was only a shoulder wound after all; it shouldn’t be fatal, so there was no need for him to worry about his brother.
The usually expressionless Wild Goose Jade finally showed signs of amazement and joy. The martial arts of this man named Xiao Changyi were so advanced that they were beyond reach. If she could become his disciple and learn his true teachings, the day she would avenge her enemies was just around the corner.
In the midst of this sudden change, no one noticed that Gong Juechen had raised his hand only to lower it again.
Nobody would know that if Meng Lanqing hadn’t pushed Gong Juese away, Gong Juese would not have been injured, because her brother Gong Juechen would have saved her, not letting her die just like that.
Even the inscrutable Gong Juechen hadn’t expected that Xiao Changyi’s martial arts prowess would be so formidable.
With a sword embedded in his shoulder, Meng Lanqing’s incomparably beautiful face was distorted with pain, but he disregarded his injury and immediately knelt before Xiao Changyi, "Master, your subordinate’s wife has injured the madam, it’s due to my lack of discipline. If master wishes to kill, then kill me. I am willing to take the punishment on behalf of my wife!"
Because of Meng Lanqing’s deep bow, his blood surged upward, causing the blood from the sword wound to flow even faster.
Xiao Changyi’s face remained expressionless.
Gong Juese was deeply moved that Meng Lanqing had saved her at this critical moment, and now he was even willing to die for her, which touched her even more.
But seeing that Meng Lanqing’s wound was bleeding more profusely, Gong Juese was on the verge of tears with urgency, "Brother, come and see my husband, quickly..."
As soon as Gong Juechen heard his sister’s voice, he immediately reverted to his shameless demeanor, walking toward Meng Lanqing while joking, "It’s just the shoulder, he won’t die, Se Se don’t worry too much, you had me thinking Lan Qing was about to die."
Meng Lanqing refused to let Gong Juechen examine his wound, instead insisting that Gong Juechen check An Jing first.
An Jing immediately said, "Let him look at you first, I just hurt my hand, it’s not as serious as yours."
Meng Lanqing was extremely insistent, "If the madam isn’t treated, your subordinate won’t be treated either."
An Jing wanted to have Gong Juechen treat Meng Lanqing first, but before she could speak, her husband hurriedly grabbed her hand and began inspecting her injury.
Only moments ago he had the air of a fierce god, but now...
An Jing looked at her husband who was clearly anxious but still expressionless and felt a mix of amusement and sweet affection.
The wound on An Jing’s hand was not deep, just somewhat long. The lengthy wound appeared rather frightening, but it did not require a doctor; it would suffice to simply apply some medicine and bandage it up herself.
"I’ll go get the medicine," said Xiao Changyi as he turned and went into the house to retrieve the prepared golden sore medicine.
With her own husband so caring and attentive, An Jing’s thoughts were as sweet as they could be.
At that moment, Su Yi Jing, Su Yixing, and An Yiqing came wobbling over, all three little tykes baring their teeth with ferocious little expressions. As they approached, they started hitting Gong Juese with their small hands.
Even though they exerted a lot of force, the three toddlers were really too young. Even their greatest efforts were no more than a tickle to Gong Juese, a trained martial artist.
An Yiyun also wanted to come over and hit Gong Juese, but without anyone to help him, he couldn’t walk over, so he crawled. Even though crawling on the ground made his hands and clothes covered in dust, he didn’t care at all.
Once he had crawled to Gong Juese’s feet, he too started hitting her with his little hands, his expression as fierce as could be.