"How could something like this happen? Envoy Naxiao's visit was kept completely confidential. How did you do it?" Huang Fengmo said reproachfully.
"Please forgive me, Your Highness, the eldest prince! We have really done a good job of keeping the secret secret, but someone still slipped through the net and let the news spread." The two adults immediately knelt down to apologize, but their words were not convincing at all.
It's such a nonsense reason to do a good job but still get things confused. The real reason Huang Fengmo came here this time was to secretly meet with the Nahu envoy, and now he has been assassinated before they can discuss it. What should he do with him when he goes back?
It would be better if the Holy Father explained it.
"So how is Envoy Nahu doing now?" He asked, holding his forehead and frowning.
"He...he is not in a good condition..." Mr. Zhou said hesitantly.
"The situation is not good? Are you seriously injured?" Huang Fengmo glanced at him and asked.
"No, he was poisoned and is still in a coma. The doctors in the city are still treating him." Mr. Zhang completed the sentence.
"If he dies, then your heads can be presented to my father." Huang Fengmo frightened them with alarmist remarks and said with a straight face.
"Your Highness, the eldest prince, please have mercy! Wei Chen really didn't expect that there would be an assassin among the dancers at the night banquet. The candidates were obviously pre-decided. Your Highness, you have to save Wei Chen! Wei Chen doesn't want to die yet!" The two of them said
The adults explained and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
Yan Ruozhen quietly hid by the back window and eavesdropped on what was going on inside. He probably knew that the flower picker was the one who went to assassinate that envoy last night and got the poisoned arrow.
It seemed that the identity of this flower thief was not simple. Why did he want to be an assassin? With these questions, she thought about how to lure the flower thief over again.
After eavesdropping, she was about to sneak away quietly when a frantic call came from inside, shouting: "Come here, your highness has a foot injury! Go and call the doctor!"
Huang Fengmo held his injured foot inside and lowered his head in pain, frowning and closing his eyes tightly. Seeing this, Yan Ruocheng couldn't care so much and went straight through the back window.
"Your Highness, how are you?" She knelt down and approached him and asked.
"It hurts..." Huang Fengmo was so painful that he could only squeeze out two words from between his teeth. After the injured leg was hit by something, it suddenly throbbed so much that he couldn't help it.
.
Based on his description, Yan Ruocheng judged that it was intermittent cramps. So he said: "You may have cramps. Your Highness, I want to help you relax the meridians on your feet."
First, he helped him lift his feet, "Ah!" Huang Fengmo couldn't help shouting.
She ignored the fact that he was in pain, and took off her shoes as gently as possible, and then slowly massaged his toes. If she pulled or pulled, she was afraid that it would hurt the wound, so she did not do so.
His toes were trembling in pain, and she comforted him by saying, "Your Highness, please be patient and you will be relieved soon."
"Well..." Huang Fengmo smiled at her, feeling that as long as she was by his side, it didn't matter how painful he was.
Yan Ruozhen smiled at him, her smile was sweet and bright.
Suddenly, several familiar coughs came from outside the door: "Cough! Cough!"
Huang Chenling appeared outside the door, her cold eyes fixed on Yan Ruocheng who was squatting on the ground and massaging Huang Fengmo's toes.
She herself hadn't noticed that he was coming, and was still concentrating on massaging her.
Until the two adults knelt down nervously and saluted, saying: "I am here to see His Highness the Second Prince."
As soon as she heard the words "Second Prince", she trembled and turned her head in disbelief to see Huang Chenling walking towards her direction. One of his left hands was wrapped in a triangle scarf and hanging on the other hand.
The right hand is where the wrist is bandaged.
"Brother Emperor, what's wrong with your feet?"
He ignored Yan Ruozhen's presence and directly asked Huang Fengmo, who was still enduring the pain.
"Your Highness the Second Prince, the First Prince's foot stepped on a animal trap a few days ago, so he was injured." Upon seeing this, Yan Ruozhen explained for Huang Fengmo.
"Did I ask you?" Huang Chenling said coldly.
She noticed that he was angry and immediately shut up.
"As she said, that's what happened to my foot injury. Chen Ling, why are you here too?" Huang Fengmo endured a period of pain before she spoke to him.
"Because my father was worried that you wouldn't be able to handle it alone, he sent me here. What's wrong? Are you not welcome?" Huang Chenling replied with a straight face.
Yan Ruocheng squatted on the ground and felt the auras of the two brothers, as if they were fighting each other in the lightning.
She swallowed and stood up quietly, hoping to escape without them noticing her.
Unexpectedly, just as she was about to turn around, they both shouted to her in unison: "Where are you going!"
She was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and she said awkwardly: "Little... I want to go to the toilet, but suddenly my stomach hurts... No, I have to leave first."
She came up with a nonsensical reason and bolted out like an arrow. Even if they shouted inside, they pretended they couldn't hear her.
She never thought that Huang Chenling would come, and it would come so suddenly!
Just as she was walking with her head down and her eyes closed, a figure flashed out.
Her steps didn't stop in time, and she fell headlong into the man's strong chest.
"Ouch, does it hurt?"
"It's you?"
He smiled, then put his hand behind her neck and knocked her out directly.
Yan Ruocheng's vision turned dark and she fell on top of him.
Later, Huang Chenling came out to look for her...
Late at night, in a dilapidated temple on the mountain.
Yan Ruozhen gradually woke up from her drowsiness. She didn't know what time it was, "Oh...ah! Why does my neck hurt so much?" She touched the sore back of her neck and stood up with support.
When I looked up, I saw that the flower picker was grilling dried fish leisurely, and the dried fish was still very fragrant.
Only then did she remember that she had been knocked unconscious by him. She asked him angrily: "You! Why did you knock me out and bring me here?"
"Bring you here and treat you to some dried fish." He said nonchalantly.
"Then there's no need to knock me out! Oh, my poor neck! It hurts..." she said helplessly.
"Humph, I just hit you. You are so squeamish. Next time I will drug you." He smiled and said with a bit of ridicule.
"You want to come here next time! Don't you think you're not famous enough in the city?" she said with narrowed eyes.
"There are so many flower-picking thieves, what am I famous for?" He hadn't heard the meaning of her words yet.
"You became an assassin last night. Who are you? Why are you here to assassinate the Nahu envoy?" She asked straight to the point.
"You know this too. You are really nosy. Once it's baked, try it. It will be sweet and fragrant." He remained calm and handed her a piece of dried fish.
"The flower seller praises the fragrance of flowers, how delicious is it?" She took the dried fish, and the smell was indeed a bit mouth-watering, and since she hadn't even eaten, she couldn't help but eat it.
"My name is Huan, which means that the phantom is invisible and moves erratically. You can call me Huan from now on." He explained his name while eating.
"Didn't you tell me even to death before? Why did you tell me so easily this time? You think I'm too nice, do you have to tell me?" she said arrogantly.
"I've told you before, you just didn't hear it clearly. I don't want you to keep using the word 'you' to describe me." He said angrily.
"You haven't told me yet why you want to be an assassin?" She returned to the topic.
"If you want to do it, do it." He answered casually. It was as if he didn't answer.
"Does the envoy from Nahu have any grudge against you? I'm curious about your life experience, tell me." Yan Ruozhen asked relentlessly.
"Hehe, I just won't tell you." He said with a smirk.
She flattened her lips and said, "If you don't tell me, how can I help you if you are caught?"
Her words made him laugh, "Pfft... why are you helping me? I'm a bad guy, have you forgotten that I'm a flower picker?" He looked at her with a slightly softer look and said mockingly.
"Evil is bad, but it cannot be completely bad. I may not necessarily help good people. As for helping you, I just rely on my intuition that I should help. Tell me, are you here for revenge? Or do you not want to be implicated?
I don’t want to recognize my brother." She said while using her imagination.
"Hahaha... You are too funny. You are overthinking. There is no such thing. I assassinated that envoy because I felt that he was particularly bad-looking and too annoying, so I had to prick him if I had itchy hands. No.
No reason." He still refused to tell the truth and kept talking nonsense.
"Is it really funny? You know best in your heart. Isn't it hard for you to hide it so tightly and support it alone?" She just wanted to break through his inner defense.
The smile on his face became slightly stiff, and Yan Ruocheng, who has good eyesight, immediately noticed the subtle changes in him.
She decided not to push him too hard and to play the long game first, so she deliberately changed the subject and said, "Does your arm injury still hurt? You haven't seen anyone since the morning, and I plan to help you change the dressing."
"It's okay. This minor injury will heal on its own in a few days. No need to change the dressing. Speaking of which, your medical skills are not bad. No wonder the prince wants to take you with him." Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions,
he said, becoming relaxed.
"Do you think you can stay with the prince without certain abilities? It's not that easy." She said a little proudly.
"I want to compliment you, but there is no need to show off like this. I thought he took you with him because he liked you. In fact, do you have a shady relationship?" He asked curiously.
"No, you are overthinking." She denied directly.
"Am I thinking too much, or are you doing too much? Last night I saw him hugging you and me, our relationship is so ambiguous, and you still don't admit it?" He held his chin and said with a smirk.
"Whatever you think, it's not the case if I say no. No matter how ambiguous the relationship between the master and the servant is, it's just a show and there will be no further development." She also knew that what she said was unconvincing, but,
I just can't admit that I have relaxed my attitude toward Huang Fengmo.