The prince fell on the carpet, his long snow-white hair stuck into wisps of blood.
Lingchan: "...I didn't use any force."
The guard in brilliant golden armor let go of his hand.
Previously, the guardian was so eager that he screamed and rushed forward when he saw the knife. However, Guan Qin, who was knocked down by the guard and easily subdued, immediately pushed him away and guarded Ling Chan defensively.
"It's him who stabbed himself with a knife. It has nothing to do with our lady! This is the Marquis' Mansion, not a place for your masters and servants to run wild!"
The golden-armored warrior didn't even spare a glance to the two of them.
The two masters and servants watched the guard knock Tantai Zhi's chest with his spear in a very unguarded manner. When they found that he could still breathe, they sighed regretfully.
Lingchan: "...Is he like this?"
Under the heavy armor, the master's voice was unexpectedly young and clear, "I lost too much blood and couldn't bear it anymore and fainted. Tsk, I'm really weak."
He complained to Lingchan: "Why don't you let him stab him more times? If he dies, I can get paid and stop working!"
Lingchan didn't want to comment on their complicated employment relationship, so she just said: "Send him away for medical treatment quickly, otherwise he will really die!"
"That's not very good." The warrior sat down on the ground and told Lingchan, "Don't make any noise. I will give you some of the money when the time comes."
Where did Tantai Zhi find this weird thing? !
The force value seems to be quite high, but there is no loyalty at all!
Guan Qin tried to reason with him, "If His Highness the Crown Prince dies here, there are only three of you and me. Even if he hurt himself, who can tell? The three of us will all have to pay for His Highness the Crown Prince's life! Although the money is good, but it's not You have to live to spend it!”
"That's you," he said carelessly and disapprovingly, lifting the golden mask on his face, revealing the immature face of a young man underneath, "I am the best swordsman in the world, so they can't kill me."
Lingchan randomly picked a cloak and put it on her body, braving the cold wind and walking outside.
Guan Qin hesitantly looked at the messy bedroom, left the unconscious prince and his inconspicuous guards behind, and followed his lady out.
Lingchan found her maids and guards.
They were knocked unconscious and tied together with rough techniques.
"At first glance, it was that idiot guard who did it." Guan Qin muttered.
"Hey!" The young man sitting in a daze on the carpet immediately raised his voice: "Don't scold me, you are stupid!"
Lingchan frowned and said, "Come out."
Guan Qin felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy, staring nervously and defensively into the room, fearing that this young guard who did not follow common sense would attack his young lady.
But the guard actually stood up slowly, moved to the door, and asked nervously and defensively: "Why did you call me?"
Lingchan glanced at him and asked calmly: "Why are you afraid of me?"
"What are you talking about? How could I be afraid of you? With a weak body like yours, I can knock down ten of you with one fist!" The guard spoke very fast and finished the long sentence without even taking a breath. string.
He blushed and stared at Lingchan nervously and stiffly.
Afraid? Tu Jiu has never been afraid of anything in his life! Although he was indeed a bit intimidated by her, who told this fair-skinned, beautiful, pale and frail girl to not blink even when a knife was pressed against her face?
She even grabbed the knife with her bare hands! She didn't even blink when facing the crazy prince, she even looked bored!
It's not that Tu Jiu can't do these things, but he has fought through mountains and seas of fire with swords since elementary school. How can he compare with the weak girl in front of him?
She looked extremely weak, so slender that it looked like he could break it with one hand.
But there was a huge gap between her appearance and behavior. Through her beautiful eyes, he glimpsed a more terrifying monster. That subtle, contemptuous indifference made his hair stand on end.
It was very cold tonight and the wind was very strong. Lingchan had been working with Tantai Zhi for so long, and her hands and feet were already stiff from the cold. She was too lazy to talk to a guard, and stood aside sadly, and directly ordered: "Here Untie them and wake them up.”
Guard: "...You didn't give me any money, so why should I do things for you?"
"If you don't wait, if the prince wakes up, I will let him deduct your salary."
"...!" The guard went quickly.
The guards acted quickly and woke up everyone in Lingchan's yard. Guanqin comforted them, and then directed the stronger guards to carry the prince back to the front yard. He sent someone to deliver a letter to the lady and several young masters, asking them to He sought medical advice, blocked the news and took care of the prince, and then took the people back to Ling Chan's messy bedroom to pack his things.
Lingchan, wrapped in a cloak and wearing soft and light embroidered shoes, continued to walk out.
She walked all the way to the door of her yard, looked up at the sky, and said in a low voice, "Brother, why don't you come out yet?"
The huge camphor tree branches and leaves in front of him rubbed against each other and made a few rustling sounds. Fu Wenzhang jumped down with a vigorous posture.
Fu Wenzhang didn't leave at all. Hearing Ling Chan's tone, he wanted to make it clear to the prince, and he was worried that his sister would suffer, so he simply stayed in the courtyard to protect Ling Chan.
He lowered his eyes, quickly took off his coat and put it on Lingchan, "Be careful of the cold."
Fu Wenzhang is tall, more than a head taller than Ling Chan. Ling Chan's clothes are too big for him. The hem of his clothes drags on the floor, the sleeves hang down to his thighs, and even the front is so loose that he can't close it at all. Breathing out wind.
Lingchan stretched out a few green-white fingers and pinched the hem of her clothes. A touch of slender white and a light pink on her fingernails were more vivid among the black.
"Thank you, brother, for staying with me so late." Lingchan said softly: "It's too cold today and the wind is strong. Brother, you should go back and rest quickly."
"There are still many things waiting for us tomorrow."
The news of the prince's injury cannot be concealed, nor can the prince's mansion. Tomorrow, the queen will be held accountable and the courtiers will discuss it in droves.
When the prince committed suicide, he only wanted to forgive Lingchan, want to please her, and win her back, but he never thought about how much trouble his move would bring to Lingchan.
Fu Wenci really hates these nobles from the Tian family who are of noble birth and pretentious. They only have themselves, their own love and their own desires in their hearts, but they never think twice about his sister.
If word of today's incident spreads, Chan's already unfavorable reputation will become even more despicable, and her engagement with Prince An will be over immediately. It is impossible to remarry the prince, and she can only become a scandalous old girl.
Fu Wenzhang didn't ask why Ling Chan knew he was here. He just touched Ling Chan's cold long hair and said calmly: "I was competing with His Highness the Crown Prince and accidentally injured him. What does it have to do with you?"
Lingchan was stunned, and she held Fu Wenzhang's hand, "I don't want my brother to sacrifice for me! I can bear the consequences of what I do. It's just some infamy and an insignificant engagement!"
"Brother's future is far more important than these."
The girl's hands are cold and slender, while the young man's hands are hot and generous.
Fu Wenzhang shook her hand in vain, "It's okay, don't be afraid."
You are the supreme treasure, much more important than those illusory things.
I will protect you.
