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It was just that the mechanism of the tomb was extremely powerful, even someone like Liu Ruo Qing, who had accomplished her duty, was not as strong as this densely packed and crafted crossbow. In the next second, she only felt a slightly thick crossbow arrow piercing through her shoulder blades, causing her to instantly break out in cold sweat.

"Ugh …"

Soon enough, a thick, viscous liquid flowed out from his shoulder. The smell of blood filled the entire tomb.

"Who dares to trespass into the Royal Tomb!"

The guard in charge of guarding the spirit soon heard the commotion inside and rushed in from outside the mausoleum.

Unable to deal with the excruciating pain on her shoulder, she clenched her teeth and leapt out of the secret entrance. Borrowing the dim light of the night, she quickly disappeared from outside the Royal Tomb.

Her injuries were quite severe, and the mechanisms set up in the Royal Tomb were not only exquisite in design, but the crossbow arrows were also astonishingly powerful. It was basically very difficult for people to survive an intrusion into the Royal Tomb.

Although she had been following her master to steal the tomb, because she had a certain understanding of the mechanisms, she always avoided them. This was the first time she saw such a powerful mechanism technique.

After running for a bit, Liu Ruo Qing felt that it was a little difficult.

She walked to the side of the road and sat down. She was trembling with pain and cold sweat was seeping from her forehead.

She had followed her master to the grave since she was young, and this was the first time she was injured by a mechanism in the tomb.

"Those idiots!"

She gritted her teeth and tried to calm down.

If it wasn't for that person triggering the mechanism, he wouldn't be in such a state.

She stretched out her hand to pull the arrow from her shoulder, but because it was stuck too deep and she didn't have much strength, she only broke the arrow and left the arrow on the wound.

If this continued, she would definitely die.

It would be better to return to the manor first. At this time, everyone was asleep, so no one should be able to discover her.

Although the guards in the manor were all elites, it wasn't too hard for her to escape from them.

As long as she entered the East Garden, she would use the Golden Sore Medicine to stop the bleeding.

Blood was pouring from her shoulders, and she was dragging a shoulder as she pushed open the door to the room.

Her keen senses let her know that there was someone in the dark room.

"Who?"

Her voice was low and trembling from the pain she was enduring on her shoulder.

Soon after, the light in the room brightened. Yan Yuan was sitting at the center of the table, looking at her expressionlessly.

In the next second, he stood up from the stool and walked to her. "Are you injured?"

"I …"

She persevered all the way, but in the end, she was unable to hold on and fell to her knees on the ground.

Yan Yuan didn't have time to ask too many questions as he quickly went to the cabinet, took out the Golden Sore Medicine and helped her sit down on the bedside.

He put a white cloth in her mouth and frowned: "Bear with it."

Liu Ruo Qing was unable to say a word, and could only nod her head helplessly.

Yan Yuan's brows furrowed even deeper. Even though he did not say a word, the moonlight outside the window still revealed a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

The arrow was pulled out in the next second, only to hear Liu Ruo Qing releasing a muffled cry of pain, and then fainting.

"Liu Tian Xin? Tian Xin? Tian Xin! "

Yan Yuan whispered into her ear twice, and within his hoarse voice, he trembled a little nervously.

It was his first time seeing her injured like this, and the pain in his heart made him feel suffocated.

He carefully helped Liu Ruo Qing to lie down on the bed and sat by her side. Looking at her pale face, her thin lips thoughtfully pursed into a line.

His gaze landed on the heartlock that had fallen to the ground when she entered the room. He walked forward and picked it up, a trace of coldness and suspicion flashing across his dark and deep pupils.

When Liu Ruo Qing woke up from her slumber, it was already the afternoon of the second day.

The wound on her shoulder caused her to groan in pain.

She struggled to open her eyes. The familiar surroundings made her feel at ease, but the next second, she thought of something and abruptly sat up on her bed.

"Yan Yuan?"

She suddenly thought back to last night, when he was bringing his injuries back, Yan Yuan was in her room, seemingly waiting for her.

He had already pulled out the broken arrow on his shoulder. At this moment, it was already wrapped in a thick layer of bandages. Even though he couldn't move, it was much better than yesterday.

Yan Yuan would definitely closely ask her about yesterday's matter, how should she answer that? How could he get away with it so easily?

"Princess, you're awake?"

Xiao Yue's surprised voice pulled her out of her thoughts.

"Princess, when this servant saw you injured this morning, I was scared to death. What happened?"

Xiao Yue nervously moved closer to Liu Ruo Qing's side, her eyes revealing a trace of unease.

"Where is the prince?"

Liu Ruo Qing did not have the mind to answer Xiao Yue, as was the most important person right now.

"Prince, he …"

"Looking for This King?"

A cold voice emotionlessly appeared at the door of the room. Liu Ruo Qing's finger that was placed on top of the blanket trembled slightly.

Seeing Yan Yuan coming in, Xiao Yue did not dare to stay any longer and immediately retreated from the room.

Yan Yuan walked in from outside the door expressionlessly. He was obviously used to seeing such an expression, but this time, Liu Ruo Qing felt fear in her heart.

The sunlight outside the window was obviously very warm, but Yan Yuan's entire body seemed to be covered in a layer of frost. As he neared, Liu Ruo Qing felt a sort of coldness spread throughout his body.

She discovered that she couldn't see through the current Yan Yuan at all. She wasn't a timid person, but in the face of the coldness emitted from Yan Yuan's body, she actually didn't dare to look him in the eye.

Yan Yuan sat down beside her, his clear and cold gaze locking onto her pale cheeks. After a while, he moved his lips and asked: "Do you feel better?"

Liu Ruo Qing was surprised, she raised his head and looked at Yan Yuan's indifferent face in shock, then nodded his head, "I feel better."

Yan Yuan stared at her face without saying a word. Under her perturbed gaze, he got up and walked to the side of the table, poured her a cup of warm water. The more he looked casual, the more Liu Ruo Qing felt uneasy.

Taking the cup from Yan Yuan's hand, he took a sip, his originally dry mouth becoming moist. Just as he was about to thank Yan Yuan, he heard —

"What are you doing in the Royal Tomb?"

Yan Yuan's voice was somewhat low and deep, but it was filled with authority, shocking Liu Ruo Qing so much that the cup of water in his hand was slightly shaken out by her.

He raised his head and looked at Yan Yuan in shock, disbelief leaking out from his eyes.

How did he know that she entered the Royal Tomb last night? Although she was severely injured yesterday, her mind was not muddled. She did not tell Yan Yuan that she entered the imperial mausoleum.

Did she slip up when she was unconscious?

She looked at Yan Yuan who still had his calm eyes, and for a moment, she could not grasp his thoughts. She could only bite the bullet and asked: "What Royal Tomb, when did I go to the Royal Tomb?"