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"The one with you, isn't that your husband? "Listen to my old man. You were together when I found you by the river." The aunt wrung out the towel and wiped her hands as she spoke.

Ninth Prince! Lian Ruyue's heart trembled. She used her hand to support her head; it should be because she fell from a high place and was washed so far by the river. Her mind felt a moment of confusion …

"Where is he now? Auntie, take me to see it. " She pulled back the sheet to get out of bed, but when she stood up she felt a dizzy sensation in her foot, and as soon as her hand touched the edge of the bed she felt a sharp pain and fell back onto the bed.

"Hey, girl, don't worry. Your hand is broken, so you need to take good care of it. Your husband is in the other room, and he still hasn't woken up. Seeing Lian Xiyue anxious to get off the bed, the aunt quickly threw away the handkerchief and supported her.

Lian Ruyue composed herself, letting herself calm down, and said, "Aunt, please help me go over to his side to take a look, I need to make sure if he's safe or not."

"Alright, alright. Slow down. Don't be in such a hurry, young lady." The aunt supported Lian Ruyue with her arms and walked out of the room.

When she first took a step, her legs were in so much pain that it felt like they had been crushed. She had to walk a few steps to get used to it.

"Miss, you're awake." Walking out of the house, she saw an old man carrying a dustpan, inside it was some dried fishy grass. She had noticed earlier that there were shadows of Chinese medicine on the walls, it seemed that this family was skilled in medicine.

"This is my family's old man. He and me, Nan'er, rescued you. Nan'er went up the mountain to gather herbs. He will only be back at lunch time." The aunt explained on the side.

"Thank you, sir." Lian Ruyue nodded towards the old man and said.

"It's no big deal, girl. Are you feeling better?" The grandpa put down the dustpan and asked with a kind smile on his face.

"Much better."

"Miss, your husband is in this room. He hasn't woken up yet. Come in." Obviously, this lord also thought that the ninth prince was her husband, but Lian Ruyue did not deny it. When she walked out of the room earlier, she had quickly put aside everything that had happened.

Right now, she was very sure that someone was going to kill her and the Ninth Prince. The two of them fell off the cliff, and since those people didn't find their bodies, they would definitely continue to chase. Right now, they were still in danger.

Therefore, there was no need to explain too much to others right now.

With a "squeak" sound, he pushed open the door. Even the crescent moon could see Feng Yunzheng lying on the simple and crude wooden bed. His eyes were closed, his face was pale, and his body was covered with a blanket. He had been shot in the shoulder to protect her, she remembered.

Lian Ruyue slowly walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. His face was even paler than before, and his lips were somewhat dark. She gently lifted a corner of the blanket — —

He frowned slightly, the corners of his lips pursed. His upper body was naked, exposing a strong chest. The muscles on his chest were tight, and his shoulders were wrapped. A trace of blood seeped out from the white gauze.

He lay there silently, completely different from the imposing figure that was galloping through the world.

From the looks of it, he seemed to have been severely injured, even more seriously than she was. It must have been to protect her. Her heart clenched tightly into a knot.

"Lady, there's something I think I should let you know." The lord said with a heavy tone.

"What's wrong, sir?" Lian Ru Yue's heart sank. Her intuition told her that what he wanted to say had something to do with the Ninth Prince.

That arrow in his hand is poisonous. I have already cleaned it up for him and have also concocted an understanding of the medicine to feed to him. However, it has been separated for a long time and could not be completely cleaned up. The old man said.

"Great sir, where are the arrows? Please show it to me. " Lian Ruyue asked.

If the arrows were poisoned, then this was clearly a scheme that had been plotted against for a long time, and they only wished for their deaths! If he hadn't coincidentally met this elder with medical skills, he wouldn't even know if the ninth prince was alive or dead.

Lian Ruyue's uninjured hand tightly clenched. She secretly clenched her teeth, and her abyss-like eyes revealed a deep coldness.

She was not dead, and would never forgive those people!

"Only half of the arrow is broken, the other half is probably broken while you were floating over." The old man took out an arrow from Feng Yunzheng's shoulder and placed it in Lian Meng Yue's hand.

Lian Ruyue picked it up and looked at it carefully, but was unable to find anything. She stretched out her hand to feel his pulse; it was a bit weak. Then, she reached out her hand to remove the gauze on his wound and observed his wound —

This arrow pierced right through his shoulder blade, and the scar was black and purple.

"Great sir, let me see the antidote you gave him." Lian Ru Yue pondered for a moment before replying.

"Alright." This grandpa was secretly surprised. This girl was not crying like other girls when she saw her husband was unconscious. She was not panicking. It was obvious that she was very worried, but she was calmly observing and analyzing his illness from beginning to end.

Lian Ruyue took the pharmacy that the old man handed to her, carefully looked at it, pondering, occasionally frowning, and occasionally nodding her head.

"You know medicine as well?" The old man looked surprised.

"A little." Lian Ruyue said, "He's unconscious, so it's not convenient for him to find another place to seek help from. Let me see if he can see anything."

"Miss, are you hungry? You've slept for a day and a night and haven't eaten anything. Drink some porridge first. Your husband probably won't wake up for some time." The aunt brought the hot porridge over, but Lian Ruyue was still lost in her own thoughts and did not touch the bowl of porridge.

The old man shook his head at her, indicating that she should keep quiet.

Lian Ruyue held onto the pharmacy as she looked at Feng Yunzheng who was lying on the bed. The people who attacked them were most likely Xu Xianfei, Xiao Zhenhai, and — Feng Qianyue.

Feng Qianyue, Feng Qianyue …

She remembered that Feng Qianyue had been poisoned once in his previous life, but he wasn't poisoned by anyone else. He had sent someone to shoot an arrow at her in order to frame and frame the eighth prince, Feng Ye. The arrow had been poisoned, and when the emperor had thoroughly investigated the culprit, he had used some trick and finally found Feng Ye's body.

However, she remembered that it was Dong Ling who had cured his poison. She had been by his side for three days and three nights, cooking the poison herself and feeding it to him. She hadn't done anything to him.

Medicine, medicine, medicine...

Your Highness, I won't let anything happen to you, I want to save you!

She slowly closed her eyes and thought back to the scene at that time. The words that Dong Ling had said, the formula of her medicine, and the words that Feng Qianyue had said.

After a long while, Lian Meng Yue suddenly opened her eyes. Her face revealed a happy expression as she excitedly said:

"I got it, grandpa, there are two less dishes in your pharmacy, please add in the soy sauce and dry shot, another bowl is coming!"