After flirting with the aloof prince, the concubine ran away pregnant.

Afu was somewhat surprised; this son-in-law was nothing like his wife Xie Yun, who had such an aggressive personality.

"Please speak, sir," she replied softly.

"The method you used to save my son Lin'er yesterday was quite ingenious, quite different from the usual methods of patting his back or inducing vomiting."

Wei Changsheng continued, "I wonder if you could teach me this method? My son is still young, and if he encounters such a dangerous situation again in the future, I will be able to rescue him in time and not be at a loss."

Afu never expected that he would call her over for this reason; it truly showed his fatherly love.

She felt a certain fondness for this son-in-law and had no reason to keep anything from him, so she nodded and said, "This method is not difficult. If you would like to learn it, I will gladly tell you."

She endured the stinging pain in her knees, trying her best to stand firm, loosely clenching her right fist and gesturing in the air with her left hand.

"If a child is choking, you can hug them from behind, make a fist with one hand, and place the thumb side of the fist about three fingers above the child's navel."

As she spoke, she slowed down her movements so he could see clearly, "and with her other hand she cupped her fist, then quickly thrust and squeezed inward and upward, repeating this several times until the foreign object was coughed out."

Wei Changsheng listened very attentively, and he stretched out his hand to vaguely indicate the position and direction of the force in front of him.

"Why this gesture, instead of patting your back?" he asked, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"There is a diaphragm between the chest cavity and the abdominal cavity. A forceful impact here can cause the residual air in the lungs to rush upwards instantly, forming an airflow that can expel the foreign object blocking the throat."

Afu explained, "Sometimes patting the back can actually make the foreign object sink deeper."

Upon hearing this, Wei Changsheng's face showed a solemn expression, and he bowed deeply to Afu: "Your words, Miss, have enlightened me. This method is truly a life-saving one."

He straightened up, as if remembering something, his expression somewhat somber: "If only... if only I had known about this method sooner."

Afu didn't ask any further questions, she just stood there quietly.

Wei Changsheng quickly composed himself and asked, "I wonder if this method has a name? If you impart this wonderful remedy to me in the future, and if there is an opportunity to spread it, I will definitely include your name so that the world will remember it."

Afu smiled and shook her head: "It's just a folk remedy passed down in the countryside, and it doesn't have a name. If you, my son-in-law, are willing to promote it, it will be a great deed. You can name it then."

She's only safe if she gets credit; it's not a good thing for a maid to become famous because of this.

Wei Changsheng wanted to say something more, but his gaze fell on her slightly trembling legs and her right arm that had not been raised. His tone was apologetic: "Look at me, I was so busy asking for your advice that I forgot you were punished all night."

"My wife was very concerned about our son yesterday and her words were somewhat offensive. I hope you will forgive her. I will have someone escort you home now."

Afu was indeed on the verge of collapse, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

Seeing that her face was pale, Wei Changsheng subconsciously stepped forward, wanting to help her up.

Just as his hand was about to touch Afu's arm, a deep voice came from behind him, "Brother-in-law, you're in high spirits, admiring flowers all the way to the little Buddhist shrine."

Afu stiffened and turned around to see Xie Xun standing at the other end of the path.

He was dressed in a dark blue casual suit, standing with his hands behind his back. The morning light outlined the cold, hard profile of his face, and his eyes stared at them intently, revealing no emotion.

Wei Changsheng immediately withdrew his hand, and bowed respectfully with a frank expression: "Brother."

Xie Xun strode over, his steps unhurried, yet the aura around him was frighteningly low.

He didn't look at Afu; his gaze was fixed on Wei Changsheng.

"Chang Sheng was just asking Miss A Fu for advice on how to handle yesterday's emergency," Wei Chang Sheng explained humbly and confidently.

"I think that after learning this skill, I can prevent my child from having an accident in the future and be able to provide immediate assistance."

Upon hearing this, Xie Xun's taut jawline seemed to relax slightly, but his expression remained far from pleasant.

Wei Changsheng was a very perceptive person. Seeing this, he immediately said, "Brother and Miss Afu must still have something to say, so I will take my leave now."

After saying that, he nodded slightly to Afu, then turned and quickly left.

Only the two of them remained in the garden.

Xie Xun then turned his gaze to Afu, his eyes looking as if he were looking at a dusty object.

He suddenly reached out, grabbed her arm, and pulled her to his side.

"It seems yesterday's punishment wasn't lenient enough." His voice was cold. "You still have the energy to talk to people here."

"Ah!" Afu cried out in pain, her right arm was being squeezed painfully by Xie Xun, which aggravated her wound.

Afu was in so much pain that she almost knelt down.

Xie Xun then realized something was wrong, immediately released his grip, and frowned, asking, "Is your wound still not healed?"

As he spoke, he lifted her sleeve, revealing dark red bloodstains on the hastily wrapped coarse cloth, a stark contrast to the surrounding fair skin.

Xie Xun said in a deep voice, "Who touched you?"

Afu hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I got scratched by accident."

Telling Xie Xun at this point would mean that even if they found out, this level of injury would only be a minor squabble between subordinates, and would not only fail to uncover the mastermind, but would also alert the enemy.

Moreover, she always felt that there was something she had overlooked.

Seeing her taciturn demeanor, Xie Xun frowned even more deeply.

He finally said in a deep voice, "If anything happens, you can report to me now."

Afu shook her head firmly.

Xie Xun, exasperated, gripped her left arm and walked towards Shi'an Academy.

He took very long strides, and Afu, being pulled along, almost had to jog to keep up.

She had only taken two steps when her unruly leg gave way, causing her to stumble and fall forward.

Xie Xun was interrupted by her and impatiently pulled her up.

Afu was in so much pain that her forehead was covered in cold sweat and her lips had turned pale.

Xie Xun's gaze fell on her pale face, his brows furrowed. He suddenly squatted down, and before Afu could react, he reached out and lifted her trouser leg.

Beneath the trousers, the bruised and swollen knee on her fair and slender calves was a particularly shocking sight.

Xie Xun's pupils contracted slightly, and the grip on her arm loosened unconsciously.

He silently stood up and saw that the garden path was deserted.

The next moment, amidst Afu's astonished exclamation, he bent down and picked her up horizontally, then strode towards the direction of Shian Academy.

The feeling of weightlessness lasted only a moment. Afu instinctively hugged Xie Xun's neck, her nostrils filled with the crisp scent of pine.

Xie Xun took very long strides as he walked through the garden.

Upon entering Sean-in, Nagamatsu, who was guarding the door, was startled for a moment when he saw his master carrying Afu striding in. He then immediately opened the door.

Xie Xun ignored him and went straight into the main room. He walked around the desk and placed Afu on the small couch in the inner room where guests were entertained.

The small couch was covered with a moon-white brocade cushion, which Xie Xun used for his midday nap. Normally, it would be replaced immediately if even a drop of tea was spilled on it, let alone by others.

As soon as Afu touched the soft brocade cushion, she instinctively wanted to pull her legs back. Her clothes were covered in dust and dirt, and she had been kneeling all night, so she was already filthy.

"Go and fetch the medicine from the Treasure Pavilion, and call the female physician over with some ointment to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis," Xie Xun's voice rang out, seemingly carrying a deep anger, as he instructed Changsong, who was still standing stunned at the door.

Changsong snapped to attention, replied "Yes," and turned to run out.

Only the two of them remained in the room.

Afu struggled to sit up: "Young Master, this servant... this servant is dirty and hasn't washed up yet. I'll go back to my room to tidy up first."

"Sit down." Xie Xun said only two words, his tone heavy and carrying an unquestionable command.