She accidentally flirted with the villain and was fiercely criticized as the regent for forcibly mar

The topic changed so abruptly that Shi'an didn't understand what she meant: "What?"

Jiang Ruining knew that villains were unreliable when they did things!

"You're both injured, and you must have left a lot of blood on your way here. The blood trail ends here, so anyone with a brain would guess that you hid here, right?"

His expression suddenly changed to one of realization.

He cursed in annoyance.

"I get it! You didn't decide to hide here because you couldn't hold out; you deliberately wanted to lure the pursuers here, using us as a shield so you could get rid of me, right!"

"Everyone says I didn't drug you, are you deaf?"

"No! It's really not!" Shi'an waved his hands repeatedly, "The Prince is injured, how could he joke about his own safety? The fact that he hid here proves that the Prince trusts your and Lord Jiang's loyalty!"

Jiang Ruining chuckled.

"I'll trust you this once and for all." She poked the wound on his arm hard; the wound, which had stopped bleeding, started bleeding again. "Take your blood and run away!"

Shi'an was very tolerant, but she wasn't oblivious. The poke made her cheek twitch in pain: "But Your Highness..."

Jiang Ruining smiled, but it was a forced smile: "What happened to the trust we promised?"

Shi An thought about it and realized he didn't have any other choice.

She glanced at her own master again.

Receiving a signal with his eyes, he bowed to Jiang Ruining and said, "This subordinate will go and draw away the pursuers immediately. Please trouble Miss Jiang to treat the prince's wounds!"

After saying that, he swayed.

I heard a soft tapping sound on the window, but the person was gone.

Jiang Ruining: "..."

Damn it!

How could I possibly let a patient take care of an injured person?

Besides, she can only give verbal instructions; she has no ability to treat people's wounds!

Turning around, she met Xiao Che's unfathomable eyes. A glint of light shone from his pupils, as sharp as a hook, which caught Jiang Ruining's spine, making her tremble in fright.

To win over the villain and prevent him from threatening her again, she forced a sweet smile and offered the best service: "Your Highness, shall I stitch up your wounds?"

Xiao Che waved.

Jiang Ruining was suspicious and dared not approach.

But then I thought I couldn't just let him die there; I had to stitch up his wounds, so I had to go forward.

He took small, quick steps forward, sat down on the edge of the bed, and asked earnestly, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

Xiao Che's hand, still wet with blood and as cold as ice, gently caressed her neck, like a wild beast that had just torn apart its prey placing its claws on the neck of a tiny hunter. There was no sinister threat; in fact, there was a nonchalant smile on his lips, as if he considered the near-death experience he had just gone through as an interesting game.

Jiang Ruining froze, goosebumps rising all over her body.

When reading, if she came across a gloomy and crazy description like "I'm on the edge of a knife, but I still have the leisure to tease you," she would definitely find it very exciting. But now, with her delicate neck gripped in the crazy man's hand, her scalp tingled, and she felt that she might die at any moment. All she felt was fear!

She shrank her neck like a quail, forcing a smile: "Your Highness, let's talk this out. You're making me scared!"

Xiao Che's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and the corners of his eyes were smudged with a bloodshot red, making his pale and broken face appear even more arrogant and alluring: "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you now. Prove to me just how loyal you and the Jiang family are to me."

"If you can make me see your loyalty, then in the capital I can step on whoever's head I want."

Jiang Ruining dared not cling to the leg of the doomed demon, but she also didn't have the guts to kill anyone, much less the guts to go out and report him. So she could only timidly obey the demon's orders.

She nodded firmly, like a chick pecking at rice: "Your Highness, rest assured, I will risk my life to protect you!"

Xiao Che seemed to enjoy seeing her timid expression, chuckled, and slid his hand down her neck, leaning back against her: "Go ahead and sew it up!"

Jiang Ruining picked up the embroidery needle, threaded it with mulberry bark, and her hands trembled violently.

In all her life, she had only ever sewed a few ugly clothes for dolls; she had never sewed clothes for a person before!

Looking at that patch of blood, my heart trembled, and my eyes bulged.

But she had no choice but to take on this arduous task, having nowhere to turn.

I took a deep breath.

Sew!

Mulberry bark thread is slightly thicker than silk thread, and there is noticeable resistance when it is threaded, with a hissing sound that is particularly clear in an extremely quiet room.

Jiang Ruining felt a churning in her stomach, and the blood in her face seemed to recede like a receding tide. Her hands trembled like yellow leaves on autumn branches.

Xiao Che kept his eyes open the whole time and could clearly feel the mulberry bark threads slowly piercing through his flesh and pulling him. The pain was no less than being stabbed several more times.

Cold sweat kept rolling down her forehead, lingering for a moment on her prominent jawline before falling back down, soaking her pillow. She gritted her teeth and endured until the last stitch was finished before finally fainting from blood loss.

Jiang Ruining cut the thread, and the scissors clattered from her hand.

My whole body went limp, and the dry clothes I had just changed into were completely soaked again.

It took a long time for me to slowly regain my lost soul.

Looking at the unconscious monster, he expressed his incomprehension: "The sooner you let yourself pass out, the less suffering you'd have to endure. What's with all the acting tough guy act!"

Poke his androgynous, beautiful face.

"His face doesn't look like that of a tough guy."

I poked the stitched wound again.

"The stitching is really good, the centipede looks so lifelike!"

Xiao Che, who still had a sliver of consciousness, suddenly went completely black: "..." Damn woman, I'm going to chop off your claws!

Jiang Ruining was unaware of how serious her poke was.

Quickly absorb the blood from the stitched wound, sprinkle a thick layer of hemostatic and analgesic powder, cover it with gauze, and then press a sufficient amount of salt pack onto the wound.

Fearing that the pressure wasn't enough, I rested my arm on the salt pack for a while.

She secretly exerted force to get revenge on him.

After all that fuss, Jiang Ruining was exhausted, her lower abdomen was still cramping and painful, and her head was spinning.

But to prevent the assassin from finding out, he forced himself to get up and clean up the mess.

Xiao Che was already unconscious, but having lived in the shadows of killing since childhood, he was extremely vigilant. Even when unconscious, he would desperately grab onto the people or weapons around him, holding them tightly in his hands.

As a result, Jiang Ruining had barely stood up when her wrist was grabbed by a cold force. Before she could react, her body was suddenly pulled, causing her to stagger and fall to the ground, landing solidly on Xiao Che. Her elbow, which was supporting her body, pressed precisely on the location of Xiao Che's wound.

A muffled groan.

The unconscious demon was then hurled at her again?

Jiang Ruining was startled, looked up, and her lips brushed against the corner of his mouth.

Eyes facing each other.

Xiao Che's gaze was as cold as a knife scraping bone.