Before the words were even finished, Ye Liuxing had already rushed out of the meeting hall and was running towards the entrance of the merchant guild.
At the same time, inside Ye Lingyuan's carriage, after a burst of violent spiritual energy fluctuations, the iron-clad carriage body instantly shattered into pieces.
Qingyu, who had been hidden nearby, was startled. When he rushed to the carriage, he saw Ye Lingyuan, dressed in black, emanating a chilling aura that could freeze a person.
He remembered the last time he saw Ye Lingyuan look like this was when Consort Hua, Ye Lingyuan's mother, passed away.
It had been a long time since he had seen his prince so angry. Alas, he wondered who had been so foolish as to provoke the prince.
But before he could finish this thought, the chilling sensation disappeared.
"Clean this up!"
Ye Lingyuan commanded coldly, then sped towards the Fengyun Merchant Guild.
Qingyu blinked. Was he hallucinating? There was a trace of worry on the prince's face.
The moment the black shadow flew out, Situ Yunfeng's expression on the rooftop changed drastically.
He tightened his grip on his wine gourd, which promptly shattered. The wine within, with its strong aroma, spilled onto the rooftop and then cascaded down the eaves.
The instant the wine gourd broke, Situ Yunfeng transformed into a red blur and flew towards the Fengyun Merchant Guild.
"Miss, Xueying… *cough cough*… might not be able to take care of you anymore… *cough cough*…"
Xueying smiled sweetly, a trace of blood at the corner of her lips shining dazzlingly.
"Nonsense, I won't let you die!"
Zi Linling wiped away the tears from her eyes, forcing herself to calm down and began to carefully examine Xueying.
Soon, she discovered that although Xueying's injuries looked extremely severe, perhaps due to the angle of impact, Xueying had avoided vital points. Only her spleen was slightly ruptured from the shock.
As long as her abdomen was opened and the spleen's rupture was sutured, she would be fine. Although for others, this would be extremely risky with a high mortality rate, for Zi Linling, the ghost hand poison doctor, it was as easy as pie.
Zi Linling breathed a sigh of relief. The top priority was to find a quiet place to perform surgery on Xueying.
But Xueying didn't know this. The pain of the rupture made her truly believe she was dying. So, she grabbed Zi Linling's hand and said, "Miss, Xueying is not afraid of death… *cough cough*… Xueying just can't bear to leave you… *cough cough*…"
Zi Linling took out a few silver needles from her Nine Spirits Ring. These were real silver needles, meticulously crafted from a material called hard silver at a great cost in her previous life. They had been kept in the Nine Spirits Ring ever since, ready for any unforeseen circumstances.
When she had treated Ye Lingyuan last night, she hadn't remembered this, which was why she had used an embroidery needle instead. It was only in her moment of urgency just now that she suddenly recalled them and took them out.
She inserted the silver needles into several acupoints on Xueying's abdomen with a peculiar technique and said with a hint of annoyance, "Don't worry, your miss here snatches people from King Yama himself! If I don't let you die, even King Yama can't!"
A glimmer of light flashed in Xueying's eyes. "Miss means I won't die?"
Zi Linling's face showed a gentle smile. "With me here, you can't die even if you want to!"
Xueying wanted to say something else, but Zi Linling stopped her. "Don't move! I need to find a quiet place to treat you now!"
When Ye Liuxing, out of breath, ran out, he heard Zi Linling say these words.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: It's not her, thank goodness!
So, he adjusted his breathing and said, "If Sister Zi doesn't mind, the Fengyun Merchant Guild has many rooms. You are welcome to use any of them."
Hearing his voice, Zi Linling looked over in surprise. "Young Master Ye?"
Why was he here?
Zi Linling pondered for a moment and then understood.
This was the Fengyun Merchant Guild, and his surname was Ye. Coupled with the token he had left her, his identity was evident.
Ye Liuxing had a gentle smile on his face. Who would have thought that such a harmless, neighborly young man would be the young master of the Ye family?
"Sister Zi, you don't need to be surprised. This Fengyun Merchant Guild is owned by my family. If you need anything in the future, just ask."
Zi Linling thought: Just as I suspected!
But she hadn't revealed her identity to him. How did he know her surname was Zi?
However, this was not the time to ponder such things. Finding a place to treat Xueying was the most important matter.
"Since Young Master Ye has said so, I won't stand on ceremony. Please trouble Young Master Ye to prepare a quiet room for me!"
"No problem, Sister Zi, please follow me."
Ye Liuxing agreed without a second thought. He would be delighted to be of service to Zi Linling.
"Thank you!"
Zi Linling gave him a smile and was about to pick up Xueying.
Ye Liuxing stopped her. "This kind of physical labor should not trouble Sister Zi."
With that, he clapped his hands. Two female attendants came out from the guild, carrying a soft couch. They gently placed Xueying on it and carried her directly to a pre-prepared room.
Zi Linling thanked Ye Liuxing again and followed them inside.
After the two female attendants left, she bolted the door. By now, Xueying had fainted from the pain.
She took out alcohol to wash her hands, then retrieved her surgical instruments and laid them out one by one.
Of course, these instruments were also from her previous life, stored in the Nine Spirits Ring. As a doctor, she always carried her tools of the trade with her.
With everything ready, she began the spleen suturing surgery for Xueying with great concentration.
At this moment, the crowd gathered at the entrance of the guild had already dispersed, leaving only Qing'e kneeling alone.
Mo Qingcheng wanted to help Qing'e, but no matter how much spiritual power she used, she couldn't make Qing'e stand up.
So, she decided to find some "reinforcements."
But when she turned around, she froze in place.
The man in the black robe, like a god descending to the mortal world, made Mo Qingcheng's heart pound violently.
In fact, by the time Ye Liuxing came out to invite Zi Linling, Ye Lingyuan had already arrived.
When he saw the familiar interaction between Zi Linling and Ye Liuxing, a hint of displeasure arose within him.
Furthermore, when he heard Ye Liuxing affectionately call Zi Linling "Sister Zi" repeatedly, he became even more enraged.
He wanted to turn and leave, but thinking of Zi Linling smiling at Ye Liuxing, he turned back, just in time to be seen by Mo Qingcheng, who had just turned around.
Mo Qingcheng watched Ye Lingyuan slowly approach and was overjoyed. In her eyes, Ye Lingyuan was coming for her.
Closer! Closer! Even closer!
Mo Qingcheng smiled shyly, her expression full of allure.
She lowered her head, and when Ye Lingyuan was about three meters away, she said shyly, "This humble girl is Mo Qingcheng. May I ask, sir, how should I address you?"