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"Ah Li!—"

Wei Jun lifted the brocade quilt, which was stained with large patches of scarlet blood. For the first time, he found blood terrifying, so terrifying that he almost lost his mind.

"Miss...Miss!" Tingyue used her trembling hand to check her breath.

"The young lady is still breathing, Your Highness. I'll stop the bleeding. Quickly, find a doctor!"

Tingyue's eyes reddened, and she called out urgently.

"Good, like the wind! Like the wind!"

"No, Your Highness, we can't bring the doctor into the manor. Otherwise, we won't be able to get past the old lady. Besides, the young lady committed suicide. If the old lady finds out, she definitely won't dare to take her in anymore." Tingyue's tears fell.

"Yes...yes..."

Wei Jun was more flustered than ever before, but he forced himself to calm down.

Once the bleeding from the chest had stopped, Ru Feng had prepared a carriage outside.

Wei Jun grabbed Qi Yunli and carried her onto the carriage. The person in his arms was growing weaker and weaker, and he was terrified.

"Your Highness, I'll take care of Miss in the carriage. You walk in front, so please keep a distance." Tingyue's voice seemed much more relaxed.

"The hairpin was inserted halfway, but fortunately it was slightly off-center, not right in the center."

Hearing this, Wei Jun felt a little more at ease and rode his horse forward to create some distance.

"Ru Feng, let's go to the pharmacy first and explain A Li's condition to the doctor," Wei Jun said.

On the road, Wei Jun was on horseback, moving at a speed he had never experienced before. The wind howled and lashed against his face, but he felt no pain whatsoever.

Wei Jun's heart was pounding. Suddenly, he remembered that night when he personally went to capture Du Fan, who had returned to the capital for his wife.

"Your Majesty is still young and has not yet experienced a love that is unforgettable. Perhaps in the future there will be someone who can enter Your Majesty's heart and make you think of them all the time."

He admitted that Du Fan's prediction had indeed come true.

Wei Jun regretted not having stepped into Qi Yunli's body in time.

The whole world seemed to freeze when he first saw the hairpin on Qi Yunli's chest.

"Doctor! Doctor!" Ru Feng called out to the doctor at the pharmacy.

"The woman stabbed herself in the left chest with a hairpin and bled profusely. We performed a quick hemostasis procedure on her."

The doctor looked around and asked, "Where is he?"

"It's still on its way, it'll be here soon," Ru Feng said anxiously. "You should quickly prepare the prescription."

The doctor shook his head. "I need to see the person before I can prescribe the right medicine. Their age, the amount of blood loss, the depth of the wound, and the duration of the bleeding all affect the dosage!"

Wei Jun suddenly appeared at the front: "I'll answer you."

……

When the carriage still hadn't appeared after a long wait, Wei Jun had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

"Go back and check along the way to see where they got stuck." Wei Jun mounted another horse.

And you, young master?

"I'll go check the city gate; I'm a little worried."

Wei Jun considered countless possibilities, and it was definitely good that she was alright.

But Qi Yunli, you wouldn't... be gambling with your life for me, would you?

The horse stood beneath the city gate, its hooves still kicking up dust. Wei Jun, riding on horseback, had disheveled hair at his temples, and his eyes were bloodshot with sadness and anger.

Just then, the Imperial Guards arrived at the city gate, and a group of men in flying fish robes passed by.

"Fu Chong, did you just see a blue cloth carriage leaving the city, with a woman inside who had a chest injury?"

Seeing his distraught appearance, Fu Chong was stunned and said, "It's the middle of the night, and few people leave the city. Besides, it's pitch black. How could I possibly tell if it's blue cloth, black cloth, or blue cloth?"

"Think about it carefully." Wei Jun's voice was urgent, and his eyes flashed with anger. "She's a habitual liar."

"Her? Which woman is she? How many times have I lied to you? You still like her. It's really strange." Fu Chong stopped joking. "There really was a carriage just now, but it shouldn't be the one you love."

"That was a ninth-rank registrar who was being transferred from the capital, bringing his family and servants with him. My subordinate happened to have checked the transfer documents and let him go."

"Let's go!"

Wei Jun frowned.

He was appointed as a ninth-rank registrar and transferred away from the capital.

Shen Junshan and Qi Yunli, I thought you two had nothing to do with each other anymore, but I never expected that you were deliberately putting on an act for him at the birthday banquet!

"We should conduct a thorough search once we leave the city at this hour. What if we're harboring a suspect or a serious criminal?" Wei Jun said, then walked straight out.

"Who knows? That minor official might just like to go out at this time! He might be taking the western suburban road!" Fu Chong shouted from behind.

The night was as dark as ink. On the official road in the western suburbs, Qi Yunli leaned against the couch in the carriage.

The wound on her chest began to throb again from the jolting of the carriage, and the bloodstains wrapped in the white silk had spread out. She bit her lip, refusing to utter a sound of pain.

Shen Junshan was driving outside, and Qi Yunsi was also sitting outside.

If she were to cry out in pain, it would certainly disrupt their journey.

"Wei Jun is clever and cunning. He will soon realize that we are deceiving him. We must not stop." Qi Yunli's lips were pale.

"Okay." Tingyue wiped away her tears.

"Why are you crying? We're about to escape their clutches." Qi Yunli forced a smile.

She stared at the swaying carriage ceiling, inwardly mocking Wei Jun.

He underestimated her.

She never wanted to be a concubine from the beginning, and even if it was Young Master Su from the Rong Prince's Mansion, she would not marry into it.

She frequently visited Jingchen Courtyard, and Wei Jun never avoided her when handling official business. As she came and went, she had long since noticed that the Rong Prince's Mansion was on the list of suspects who had embezzled military funds.

That night, agreeing to the old lady's request was merely a temporary measure to buy time.

Qi Yunli was gambling that she held a little weight in Wei Jun's heart, making it worthwhile for him to investigate the case diligently and strive to solve it within ten days and bring the Rong Prince's Mansion to justice.

For Qi Yunli, who had already made preparations, ten days was enough time.

After visiting Cibei Temple, Qi Yunli and Shen Junshan confirmed their feelings for each other. He came from a poor background and passed the imperial examination step by step on his own.

Although he was somewhat reluctant to leave the bustling capital, he ultimately wanted to benefit the people and return to his hometown.

So Shen Junshan cooperated and put on a show. At the birthday banquet, he simply acted as if he didn't like Qi Yunli at all.

As dawn approached, the carriage gradually slowed down, and they entered a side road.

Wei Jun, who was very far away, stopped at the crossroads, and the sound of his horse's hooves gradually subsided.

He chased after them from the city gate with a destructive obsession, but he never caught up.

Qi Yunli was too clever; she deliberately traveled at night, as the wheel tracks of the carriage were difficult to see at night.

Even if it's almost dawn now, it's too late to figure out the direction of the wheels.

His horse needed to rest, and as an official appointed by the court, he could not leave the capital for too long. If he was found to have left the capital without permission, he would be impeached by the remonstrating officials.

Qi Yunli, you're quite the schemer.

Not only did she factor in her own life, but she also meticulously calculated his worries.

"Your Highness, we haven't found the person..." Ru Feng met Wei Jun looking disheveled.

"Send out the secret guards to bring Miss Biao back." Wei Jun hadn't slept all night, his expression was calm, but his eyes were bloodshot.

"Where to take her back? I'm afraid the old lady of the manor already knows that Miss Cousin has left the house without permission."

"Find a house outside and settle the young lady there so she can recuperate properly," Wei Jun said in a low voice.

"No matter what means we use, we must bring them back unharmed!"