Despite her mind already teeming with numerous speculations, Su Xiaoqi couldn't help but tremble as He Qiulei, bit by bit, revealed the newly rediscovered royal family member.
My heavens, who would have thought!
Back then, she had simply taken pity on Zhao Ye, seeing his severed hand, and offered him a helping hand.
Never did she imagine she had helped a Crown Prince.
Although the reinstated Crown Prince was no longer bestowed the title of Crown Prince,
It was because the Crown Prince had already grown into the tenth prince, Liang Qiran.
But he was still related to the royal family.
It was just that being found at this time, it was hard to say if it was a blessing or a curse.
Su Xiaoqi couldn't help but worry about Zhao Ye again. He couldn't speak, and his temperament was quite eccentric. She wondered if he could handle the schemes and machinations of those people.
After seeing off He Qiulei, the king of gossip, Su Xiaoqi couldn't help but look at Shen Yun.
Shen Yun, who was supposedly asleep, opened his eyes. Su Xiaoqi, as if to confirm something, asked with a trembling voice, "Is, is it him?"
Shen Yun nodded.
He knew that Su Xiaoqi had already known. She just wanted a definite answer.
"I wonder if he can handle it?" Su Xiaoqi, somewhat worried, voiced her concerns.
Shen Yun felt a pang of jealousy and looked up at Su Xiaoqi, reaching out to grasp her finger.
"Whether he can handle it or not, that is his fate," Shen Yun said rather coldly.
He already disliked Su Xiaoqi's concern for Zhao Ye.
They were not of the same path, so there was no need for her to be overly concerned about him.
Su Xiaoqi was displeased with his attitude: "He's a friend, after all."
Shen Yun immediately smiled and appeased her, "Yes, yes, it's this husband's fault. It's just that we are also struggling to fend for ourselves, and we can't spare any effort to care for others."
Su Xiaoqi felt much more comfortable listening to him speak this way.
She also knew that with their current capabilities, what help could they offer Zhao Ye?
Their abilities were limited, and they couldn't give him anything. All she wanted was Shen Yun's attitude.
Fortunately, Shen Yun was very adept at judging the situation and immediately understood Su Xiaoqi's thoughts, soothing her instantly.
Su Xiaoqi smiled and then looked at Shen Yun's wound, changing his dressing. She was amazed by the speed of his healing.
Logically, a surgical wound like this wouldn't heal in less than seven or eight days.
But it was only the third day, and the wound on Shen Yun's chest had already basically healed.
Could it be because Shen Yun had consumed the spiritual medicine she had exchanged from her spatial dimension?
Seeing Su Xiaoqi staring intently at his chest, Shen Yun chuckled and softly asked, "What are you looking at, my dear?"
Su Xiaoqi, lost in thought, assumed Shen Yun was also thinking about the spiritual medicine he had taken earlier.
She quickly feigned ignorance:
"Ah, I, I was just looking casually."
"This husband belongs to you, my dear. You can look if you wish," Shen Yun said magnanimously. Su Xiaoqi helplessly twitched the corner of her mouth and gently patted Shen Yun's cheek, silently rolling her eyes: Where did this narcissist come from, so shameless.
Shen Yun wasn't angry and just chuckled.
Su Xiaoqi was utterly speechless.
She felt she understood Shen Yun less and less now.
He was not like his former self.
Shen Yun's teasing made Su Xiaoqi's face flush, and she twisted her body and ran out.
After walking around the courtyard, she suddenly saw the door of Shen Yun's room open, and he walked out.
Su Xiaoqi was startled and hurried over: "Hey, you just recovered, why are you running out."
"Earlier, I heard Brother He mention that the plum blossoms to the west are blooming beautifully, and the crabapples are also in season. I wanted to go see them with you."
"No, your injuries are not healed yet..."
"My dear, don't try to fool me. I can move my limbs now. Lying down too much isn't good. It's better to move around more," Shen Yun said.
Su Xiaoqi thought about it and realized he was right. Shen Yun had been lying down for so many days, and he was quite patient. If it were her, she would have already run out.
If the west indeed had flowers blooming as the welcoming monk had said, then it would be worth a visit.
When Shen Yun coaxed Su Xiaoqi into allowing him to go out, he claimed he was completely fine.
But once they were out, he reverted to his frail appearance, asking Su Xiaoqi to support him and not to walk too fast.
Su Xiaoqi was helpless and kept reminding herself that he had sustained his injuries to save her, so she had to endure it.
Heading west, they indeed witnessed boundless scenery.
The plum blossoms and crabapples were in full bloom.
They were a vibrant red, exceptionally dazzling in the serene garden of the Buddhist temple.
Further ahead was a man-made lake, about five mu in size, clear as a mirror. Willows swayed along its banks, sprouting new green buds.
A winding path paved with pebbles circled the pond. Several viewing corridors were built in the center of the lake. Stepping on them, Su Xiaoqi was instantly reminded of her university days.
Back then, their school had a large artificial lake.
The surroundings were also paved with pebble paths, with a single fenced path in the middle. Three pavilions stood tall, exuding a unique charm.
It was rare for them to have such a leisurely stroll together, hand in hand. Shen Yun felt particularly content.
Su Xiaoqi was also captivated by the atmosphere, and as the cold wind blew, chilling her to the bone, she couldn't help but lean closer to Shen Yun.
As they were strolling quietly and enjoying the scenery, they heard cries for help from the side of the lake embankment.
"Help... help..."
Su Xiaoqi's heart trembled. She instinctively looked at Shen Yun. Before Shen Yun could say anything, she saw Su Xiaoqi point to the other side of the lake and say, "Over there."
Before Shen Yun could react, she took off her shoes and leaped into the lake with a splash. The icy, bone-chilling water soaked Su Xiaoqi's body, stimulating her to the point of almost convulsing.
But she gritted her teeth and endured it.
Because she had already seen a child fall into the lake and struggling in the water by instinct.
Su Xiaoqi, utilizing her swimming skills honed in modern times, swam forward rapidly, finally reaching and holding the child before he was submerged by the water, lifting him up.
Su Xiaoqi looked at the lake shore she had come from and then at the embankment. It was relatively closer.
She quickly changed her posture, holding the child from behind with one hand, and swam towards where the child had fallen into the water with the other.
Because a flower bed had been built there, obscuring the view with its many plants, Su Xiaoqi did not see a person lurking behind the flower bed, staring at her with utter malice.
As Su Xiaoqi pushed the child to the edge of the lake, she saw a person's face emerge from behind the flower bed – it was an old wet nurse.
She had persisted until this point, feeling cold and exhausted, her hands weak and unable to support herself.
She reached out to the old wet nurse: "Quick, quick, come help!"
The old wet nurse responded, fumbled for a spare bamboo pole from among the flowers, and extended it towards Su Xiaoqi.
Su Xiaoqi thought a savior had arrived and quickly reached out to grab it.
Who would have thought that she wasn't here to save her but to hit her with the bamboo pole?
"Hey, are you crazy? I have no grudge with you..." Su Xiaoqi cursed and dodged, all while having to consider the boy she was holding, who was choked by the water.
In her haste, she was flustered and on the verge of fainting. Several times, she nearly fell into the water from the blows of the bamboo pole in the old wet nurse's hand.
"Help..." After dodging several times, Su Xiaoqi couldn't avoid the blows from the bamboo pole and was struck several times. The pain was almost unbearable. She quickly retreated a few steps and shouted at the top of her lungs.
Just now, after saving the person, she had glanced back and realized Shen Yun was no longer in his original spot. She figured he would take the shortcut through the center of the lake to find her.
She just had to hold on a little longer, just a little longer...
But her head was spinning, so dizzy, so tired, so much pain...
"Sister... Sister... are we, are we going to die?" Just as Su Xiaoqi thought she wouldn't be able to wait for Shen Yun and was about to give up, she suddenly heard the little boy she was holding speak.
Su Xiaoqi jolted, her senses returning instantly. She shook her head vehemently, her tired arms seemingly regaining some strength. She said firmly, "No, we won't.
We won't be taken by King Yama."
She looked at the seemingly honest old wet nurse on the shore, who was actually hideous. As soon as she approached, her bamboo pole was extended, directly aiming at her head.
She dodged twice and whispered a command to the awakened little boy, who nodded.
Su Xiaoqi swam forward again, disregarding the blows from the bamboo pole, approaching step by step.
Enduring two blows, the little boy finally managed to grab one end of the bamboo pole with his outstretched arm.
"Sister..." the little boy reminded her.
Su Xiaoqi quickly grabbed the bamboo pole tightly, using it for leverage, and swam far ahead, simultaneously pulling the old wet nurse on the shore down into the water.
"Ah, someone, help! Save my young master..."
The old wet nurse's reaction was unusually swift. As soon as she fell into the lake, she immediately started crying loudly.
While Su Xiaoqi took advantage of this moment, she finally managed to cling to a clump of grass by the lake. Just then, a large group of maids and nannies rushed over from the lakeside path.
Su Xiaoqi first pushed the little boy up. However, she then discovered that the little boy, who had been able to speak just moments ago, had fainted again.
He had choked on water, and it was already a miracle that he had woken up. Fainting and losing consciousness was normal.
Su Xiaoqi didn't think much of it.
She quickly climbed ashore and immediately performed CPR on the little boy.
She cleared the mud and sand from his mouth, administered the Heimlich maneuver, and performed artificial respiration.
Only after the little boy coughed out all the water did she collapse onto the grass, gasping for air.
As soon as she caught her breath, she looked at the little boy.
At this moment, he was being held in the arms of a middle-aged woman dressed in luxurious and noble attire.
She gently patted his face, calling out to him, "Little Treasure, Little Treasure, wake up..."
Su Xiaoqi was speechless. This child had just been rescued by her, and now, instead of taking him to a doctor, she was just holding him!
She hurried forward, stating that she was a doctor. Although she had already administered the Heimlich maneuver and performed CPR on the little boy.
However, the child still needed to have his pulse taken and be examined. She knew some methods of treatment and could examine him first.
The woman in opulent clothing looked at her doubtfully. Just as she was about to hand the child over to her, an old wet nurse snatched him away. Crying loudly, she said:
"Mistress, Mistress, absolutely do not give him to this wicked woman! It was just now, it was she who harmed Brother Bao."
Su Xiaoqi looked at the old wet nurse who had just been pulled out of the lake. Her lips, purple from the cold, moved, and the words that came out of her mouth instantly petrified her.