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She came to his bedside and looked at Wenren Zongâs face.
His head was wrapped in gauze, and his usually calm and gentle face was now somewhat pale.
Jiang Ning raised her hand and brushed aside the strands of hair hanging down his face.
His eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes.
Jiang Ning was delighted, âThirteen, youâre awake?â
Wenren Zong tried to turn his head to look at her but immediately felt a sharp pain in his head and frowned.
âDonât move around!â Jiang Ning quickly held him down, âThe doctor said you can only lie still for now. Otherwise, your head will hurt. How do you feel now? Do you want to vomit?â
Wenren Zong looked at her concerned expression and gave a faint smile, âIâm fine, donât worry. Itâs just a minor external injury.â
âItâs quite serious, you lost a lot of blood.â
âIt just looks scary, but it doesnât hurt at all.â He reassured her.
âThen why did you frown if it doesnât hurt?â Jiang Ning took a handkerchief, wiped the bloodstains left on his cheeks, âItâs all my fault, I got you hurt by the Prince of Yu.â
âIt has nothing to do with you. Iâve always been at odds with the Prince of Yu.â
âYour conflict with him is on the imperial court level. At least he wouldnât attack you so directly.â Jiang Ning gave a bitter smile, âYou donât need to comfort me; I just met with the Prince of Yu.â
âDid he do anything to you?â
âNo. He said that if I continue to have contact with you, he will kill you.â
âFool, he wonât.â
âHeâs already beaten you like this. What wouldnât he do?â
âBeating me is a small matter. If he dares to kill an Imperial Court Official, even if heâs the Prince of Yu, he wonât be tolerated.â Wenren Zong held her hand, âHeâs just threatening us. Donât be afraid.â
âYouâre really willing to give up your career and life for me?â
âThatâs an exaggeration. At most, Iâll be targeted and beaten by the Prince of Yu a few times. If he dares to kill me, heâs probably giving up his chance to ever be the Crown Prince.â
âIs that so?â
âEven the Emperor canât just casually kill court officials. The brushes of historians and imperial censors are not mere decorations. Which emperor wants to be remembered as a tyrant or a muddle-headed ruler? Besides, His Majesty is a wise ruler, and he will not allow the Prince of Yu to do such things.â
âItâs hard to say what the Prince of Yu would do.â
âNingning, you donât have to worry about this. I was only injured today because I was unprepared. Iâll be careful in the future, and todayâs situation wonât happen again.â
âI hope so.â
A maidservant brought in the medicine, âSeventh Miss, the doctor instructed that the patient should drink the medicine once he wakes up.â
âGive me the medicine.â Jiang Ning took the bowl, let the maidservant bring a large pillow for Wenren Zong to lean on, âLie down, and I will feed you.â
She scooped a spoonful, blew on it, and brought it to his mouth.
Wenren Zong smiled, âIâm fine, I can drink it myself.â
âYou should lie down. After all, you were injured because of me. I should make it up to you.â
Wenren Zong frowned, âNingning, I like you, and I want to be with you. This is not an innocent burden, but something I want, and itâs not about compensation.â
âAlright, I wonât mention it. Drink your medicine.â
She brought the spoon to his mouth.
Wenren Zong opened his mouth, his eyes never leaving her face.
Jiang Ning laughed, âYou might as well look at the medicine.â
âThe medicine isnât nice to look at.â Wenren Zong held her hand, âNingning, have you considered my proposal? Iâve talked to my mother, and as long as your family agrees, sheâll personally come to propose.â
Jiang Ning smiled, âYour family agreed yesterday, but it seems they donât agree
now..â