The four children clearly wanted to protect An Jing, very angry that Gong Juese had actually hurt their mother.
An Jing looked at the four children and, at the same time, she felt so tender-hearted it was ridiculous, and exceptionally happy.
The children might be small, but they knew to protect her, their mother, and she was certain that as they grew up, they would become even more protective of her.
Seriously, just thinking about it made her happy.
Xiao Changyi quickly grabbed the golden sore medicine from the inner chamber and hurried back out, just in time to see the four children angrily hitting Gong Juese, which made his normally unyielding heart soften instantly.
He had always hoped that the children would protect his wife, not only when they were young but also as they grew up. He wanted them to always stand by their mother.
"Alright, alright, don’t hit your Color Aunt anymore. Your Color Aunt didn’t do it on purpose," An Jing said with a smile as she pulled the four children away, stopping them from hitting Gong Juese.
Xiao Changyi didn’t say anything, he simply had An Jing sit on a chair, then he applied the medicine to the wound on the back of her hand, and finally, he bandaged it up.
Throughout the process, the four children quietly watched Xiao Changyi tending to An Jing’s wound, but they still occasionally glared fiercely at Gong Juese.
Gong Juese had no mind to care about the four little ones scowling at her; she was only looking at Meng Lanqing’s wound, her eyes red with urgency.
"Husband, Jingjing is treated now, Brother Changyi has treated her. Please let Brother treat you too," Gong Juese’s voice was choked with emotion.
Gong Juechen rarely showed kindness and said, "Lanqing brother-in-law, you’re not going to die now, but if you lose too much blood, you’re still going to die."
Meng Lanqing, however, still wouldn’t let Gong Juechen treat him and continued kneeling there, waiting for Xiao Changyi’s decision.
An Jing saw what was happening and, not caring about Xiao Changyi’s wishes, blurted out, "Enough, Meng Lanqing, go get your wounds treated. There’s nothing for you here any longer."
Meng Lanqing still knelt there, unwilling to get treated.
An Jing feigned anger and said, "What is it? Just because you’ve been struck by a sword, does this lady’s words mean nothing to you now?"
Meng Lanqing immediately responded, "Your subordinate wouldn’t dare."
"Since you wouldn’t dare, then why aren’t you hurrying to get treated!" An Jing scolded sharply as she pretended to be genuinely angry.
Meng Lanqing first glanced at the expressionless Xiao Changyi before obediently getting up, supported by Gong Juese, and headed out of the courtyard to the room next to Wild Goose Jade, to let Gong Juechen treat his shoulder wound.
Wild Goose Jade had been standing for quite a while and was starting to feel weak, so she also left, returning to the room she was staying in to continue healing. However, she had decided that once her wound was a bit better, she would ask Xiao Changyi to take her as his disciple.
There was quite a bit of blood on the ground in the courtyard, both An Jing’s and Meng Lanqing’s, especially Meng Lanqing’s pool of blood which looked somewhat frightening. An Jing told Meng Zhuqing to cover it with some dirt.
Only after the blood on the ground was completely covered did An Jing instruct Meng Zhuqing to resume her watch at Wild Goose Jade’s doorway.
As soon as Meng Zhuqing left the courtyard, she also closed the courtyard door behind her.
Seeing her husband help their little son An Yiyun clean the dust from his hands and clothes without a word, An Jing immediately put on a smile and sweetly called out to Xiao Changyi, "Husband~"
Xiao Changyi was silent and continued to clean the dust off An Yiyun’s little hands and clothes.
Xiao Changyi remained silent.
"Husband, my wound... hurts," An Jing feigned distress.
"I’ll go and kill her!" Xiao Changyi stood up, intending to find Gong Juese, but he hadn’t taken a step before An Jing grabbed him.
An Jing laughed heartily, "Haha, I knew you would react like that."