Ye Siheng couldn’t do anything about Xuanyuan Cang’s body, so he quickly rushed to the bedside to check on Nanli’s condition.
The wound on her palm was mangled, bleeding profusely, and still flowing steadily. His heart clenched as he helped Nanli up. "How can we undo this Dream-Making Enchanting Bug?"
Nanli leaned weakly against him, saying intermittently, "At dawn... it can be undone."
Now the effect of the Dream-Making Enchanting Bug was diminishing, but she was still groggy from hastily drawing the talisman in the emergency. Just as she finished speaking, she fell unconscious.
Ye Siheng couldn’t describe his current feelings. It felt like something important had vanished. The people in the mansion were all suppressed by the Dream-Making Enchanting Bug, and he couldn’t call for help.
Finally, he used a signal flare to call for the Black Armor Guards outside and asked them to quickly find a physician.
The moonlight was bright, and a cool breeze blew in. Dr. Shen, who was on duty tonight, arrived.
Although the bodies in the room had been moved to the courtyard, Dr. Shen was still startled. Seeing him stunned, the Black Armor Guard grabbed him and said, "Physician, please."
"Alright, alright," Dr. Shen snapped back to reality.
All the lights in the room were lit, illuminating it brightly, casting a tense expression on Ye Siheng’s face. Looking at the figure on the bed, Nanli’s complexion was frighteningly pale.
Dr. Shen was shocked and quickly said, "Please make way for the prince."
"First, bandage the wound on her hand," Ye Siheng instructed.
Dr. Shen nodded busily.
The bloodstains on Nanli’s wound had already congealed, and the torn flesh and skin were still visible.
"How did the wound become ..." Dr. Shen muttered with distress as he cleaned Nanli’s wound. Because Nanli was unconscious, he didn’t know if she felt any pain. However, whenever he applied a little more force, he felt Ye Siheng’s gaze turn cold, as if he wanted to peel his skin off.
Dr. Shen trembled slightly and became more careful, spending quite some time cleaning Nanli’s wound. After that, he applied some excellent wound-healing medicine and bandaged it.
After finishing, he was sweating all over.
Dr. Shen stretched a bit before taking Nanli’s pulse. After a while, he said, "The pulse is fine, but her body is a bit weak. She needs to rest and recuperate for a few days."
Upon hearing this, Ye Siheng didn’t relax.
He stared at Nanli’s hand, which had been bandaged, for a long time, and finally said faintly, "Thank you, Physician."
Dr. Shen didn’t ask what had happened; he just said he would come back for a follow-up examination in a few days.
As dawn broke, people from the Prince Yu Mansion gradually woke up from their nightmares.
Qing Feng only then learned that the mansion had been attacked last night. He immediately rushed over and knelt in front of Ye Siheng to apologize.
He was the chief guard of the mansion. If there were problems with the guards, allowing the enemy to take advantage, he couldn’t escape blame.
"Get up." Ye Siheng’s voice came from behind the screen, indifferent, without a hint of emotion. "Xuanyuan Cang planted someone in the mansion. Go and find out, and pull them out."
Qing Feng’s expression became solemn as he responded and stepped back. As for the bodies of Xuanyuan Cang and the others, they were sent to the Ministry of Justice for disposal. No matter how tight-lipped they were about it, a bit of information would leak out.
The death of the Border Nation’s lord in Mu Nation shocked many, and rumors spread that the Ninth Princess had been seriously injured and was currently unconscious. Upon hearing the news, chaos ensued in the Mansion of Marquis Anyang. Even Chu Hanlin and Chu Ye couldn’t manage the affairs of the military camp and came with their families to check on Nanli’s condition.
Fortunately, the main hall was spacious enough to accommodate over a dozen people. The elderly grandmother and Madam Shen went into the inner room, while Chu Ye and the other brothers, due to gender differences, could not enter and could only wait anxiously outside.
Before long, Madam Shen came out supporting the elderly grandmother. Chu Hanlin hurried forward to ask, "Mother, how is A’Li?"
The elderly grandmother sat down. Although her complexion wasn’t as grave as before, it still couldn’t hide her worry. She shook her head gently and said slowly, "Her hand is injured again. The physician said she’s a bit weak, so she’s been sleeping. When she wakes up, she’ll naturally be able to get up."
Chu Hanlin breathed a sigh of relief. "As long as it’s nothing serious."
However, Madam Shen’s eyes were swollen, and she wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. In her eyes, whether her daughter was slightly or seriously injured, it was equally heartbreaking.
Unexpectedly, Ye Siheng knelt down at this moment. Qing Feng and the other guards and maids were shocked, their mouths agape, but they didn’t dare to speak up to stop him. Chu Ye and his brothers quickly retreated; they couldn’t bear the Ninth Prince’s bowing.
Chu Hanlin stepped forward to help him up. "Ninth Prince, what are you doing?"
Ye Siheng refused to move and said to the elderly grandmother, "It’s my fault for not protecting A’Li well, leading to her injury."
The elderly grandmother couldn’t help but be moved. Ye Siheng’s status was extraordinary; he rarely kneeled even to Emperor Muwu. Yet now, her granddaughter was injured, and he knelt down to apologize.
"It’s the cunning of the Border Nation people; it’s nothing to do with you. Please get up," the elderly grandmother said.
Although Madam Shen was distressed, she was also a sensible person. She said, "Yes, A’Li has already told me that what she does sometimes is extremely dangerous and hard to guard against."
Ye Siheng remained kneeling straight, feeling powerless.
The elderly grandmother was about to say that if A’Li knew he was kneeling , she would definitely be distressed. However, a figure emerged from behind the screen, saw Ye Siheng kneeling, and blinked in surprise. "Prince, are you being punished?"
The voice was clear and full of vigor.
"Sixth Sister is awake!" Chu Shuo was the first to react and hurried over.
Nanli’s delicate face, well-rested, was exquisite and bright at this moment, with rosy cheeks. The room erupted in joy, and everyone crowded around, asking Nanli if she felt uncomfortable anywhere.
Each person’s questions overwhelmed Nanli.
But seeing the anxious expressions of her family, she felt warm in her heart and answered each one of them.
Then, the elderly grandmother reacted and said, "Why are you all crowding around? Little Sixth, sit down quickly and don’t tire yourself."
Nanli said, "Grandmother, rest assured, I’m fine now."
Ye Siheng had already gotten up. Although he was also worried, he didn’t join the crowd surrounding her.
"It’s still necessary to nourish yourself even if there’s no major issue." Chu Shuo waved his hand, and immediately, two large chests were brought in, filled with rare delicacies and precious medicinal herbs.
"That’s right, Little Sixth, these are the medicinal powders I bought, top-notch for stopping bleeding. Keep them for self-defense," Chu Huan said.
"I also have scar removal cream. Once your wound heals, apply it three times a day, and you won’t have any scars," Chu Yang said.
"I..." Chu Yan hesitated and took out a stack of talisman papers. "I heard that these talisman papers are made of thousand-year-old peach wood and are more effective than ordinary ones. Little Sixth, take them and use them."
He had put a lot of thought into buying these talisman papers. He thought that if Little Sixth used them, no bad guys would be able to harm her.