In the foul-smelling prison cell, cockroaches and rats could be seen everywhere. The cell’s environment was very poor, with damp straw covering the floor. At this moment, the carriage driver lay motionless on the ground, his clothes in tatters, looking like a man covered in blood.
Long Yi stepped forward, bent over, and turned him over to check. He saw a dagger embedded in the man’s chest, the blade completely buried in his body, leaving only the hilt exposed. Perhaps because the weapon hadn’t been removed, there wasn’t much blood.
He reached out to feel the man’s chest and discovered there was still faint breathing.
Long Yi turned his head, somewhat displeased, and said to the guard, "He’s not dead yet, how can you say he’s dead?"
The guard looked bewildered. No way, he had checked last night, and this person was clearly dead. How could Guard Long say he wasn’t?
"Guard Long, no way, I already checked. The prisoner was indeed dead last night."
The guard was extremely confused. He immediately squatted down, felt the carriage driver’s chest, focused and listened, and discovered there indeed was a slight warmth. Without careful observation, it was easy to overlook.
Long Yi was somewhat annoyed that such an important prisoner had this crucial detail ignored.
"Why are you still standing there? Hurry and get a doctor to look."
"Yes."
The guard turned around and ran out. The prisoner hadn’t died yet; this news was too important.
War Prince’s Mansion, Long Rui’s bedroom.
Xuexue slowly woke up, opened her eyes, and was met with a magnified smiling face. This smiling face was incredibly ugly, scars crisscrossing, skin uneven. Xuexue’s first reaction was to slap it away.
Her hand was caught halfway by someone, and a laughter-filled voice sounded, "Wifey, planning to hit your husband again?"
Xuexue blinked, still not reacting, and the person continued, "Wifey, hitting one’s husband isn’t good behavior. You need to change."
At this moment, Xuexue finally realized the person speaking to her was Long Rui.
"You’re awake?"
"Yes."
"Does your body feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"No, I feel completely energized, all thanks to my wife."
Long Rui’s affection for Xuexue deepened. Previously, he thought only he could protect Xuexue. Unexpectedly, during his most desperate moment, it was Xuexue who disregarded danger to rescue him, tirelessly caring for him, feeding him medicine. Although he was unconscious at the time, his mind remained clear, and Gu Lingqiao was lying; he was well aware of it.
Xuexue scrambled to get up, first helping Long Rui check his pulse, discovering that his previously erratic pulse had stabilized, no longer racing or slowing, and the toxins in his body had disappeared.
"Oh! It seems the medicine I gave you yesterday really worked." Xuexue was extremely delighted, realizing that the precious flowers from her space weren’t just for viewing but could be used as medicine. However, not all types of flowers were useful; some white flowers were medicinal, while colored ones were only decorative.
Xuexue felt a bit regretful, having sold the white flowers before, now realizing it was such a waste.
Long Rui: "Indeed, I now feel full of strength, and the toxins in my body are all gone."
Xuexue: "Prince, what exactly happened? Why were you captured?"
Upon hearing this, Long Rui’s expression darkened as he slowly recalled, "A few days ago, I went to Gu Lingqiao and said a few words to her. I didn’t eat anything, just drank a cup of tea, and then began to feel drowsy. After that, I knew nothing until I woke up, only to find myself stuffed in a burlap bag, with no strength to move, unable to make a sound. It felt truly terrible. Just when I was most desperate, Xiao Jiu showed up, and right after, you arrived too!"
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