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Chapter 223 Send it to the Emperor

Su Nuannuan watched quietly as Tingxue and the others carefully lifted the unconscious boy to their faces, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. However, before she could ask for details, a childish and anxious voice rang out.

"Mother, can we save him?" Cang Lan Jingcheng stared at Su Nuannuan with his clear, watery eyes wide open, his little face full of anxiety and reluctance.

Su Nuannuan turned to look at her son, gently shook her head, and said slowly, "Cheng'er, this person's identity is unknown. If we rashly rescue him, it may bring endless trouble and disaster. Moreover, take a close look at his face. He doesn't look like a person from our Canglan Kingdom at all." After saying that, she shifted her gaze back to the unconscious boy, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes.

At this moment, Su Nuannuan suddenly stood up, her expression becoming extremely serious. She ordered in a deep voice, "Now that we've brought him back, we definitely can't stay here any longer. Quickly pack our belongings, and we'll leave immediately. Also, remember to erase all traces we leave behind; we absolutely cannot let anyone discover that we were ever here."

Upon hearing their mistress's command, everyone sprang into action. But just then, Canglan Jingcheng pointed again at the still unconscious boy lying on the ground and timidly asked, "Mother, then... what should we do with him?"

Su Nuannuan hesitated for a moment, then decisively replied, "Since you've brought him back, take him with you. We can't just leave him here unattended. What if his enemies come looking for him? Wouldn't that be a pointless death? But Cheng'er, you must never act so recklessly again, picking up everything you see. This time, didn't you heed your Aunt Tingxue's advice?" As she finished speaking, Su Nuannuan's tone became increasingly stern, her gaze fixed intently on Cang Lan Jingcheng.

"Mother, what should we do with all this firewood we've gathered?" Canglan Jingyao blinked her bright eyes, looking at the pile of dry firewood on the ground, and asked with a puzzled expression.

Su Nuannuan smiled gently and replied, "We can tie these firewoods together with sturdy vines and then leave them casually by the roadside on the way down the mountain. Perhaps one day, someone who is destined to find them will pick them up and take them home, which would be a good way to make the most of them."

While the two were talking, the rest of the group had already quickly finished organizing and storing all the items, and carefully cleaned and covered up the scene to ensure that no trace was left.

Immediately afterwards, Su Nuannuan turned and instructed Yaoqin to carry the still unconscious boy on her back. Once everything was ready, the small group sped down the mountain like a whirlwind.

Meanwhile, Tingfeng and Tingyu, who had been hiding in the shadows to protect them, followed closely behind, remaining highly vigilant and keeping a close eye on their surroundings, not missing a single sound.

Before long, the group arrived at the foot of the mountain without incident. Then, they skillfully made their way around to the back gate of the village and entered quietly.

However, when Song, the old woman guarding the door, saw that her mistress had brought back a strange boy who was unconscious, her heart skipped a beat and an ominous premonition surged up.

At this moment, she had no time to greet Su Nuannuan. She hurriedly turned around and rushed back into the house, quickly summoning the guards who had been secretly following and protecting her, wanting to find out as soon as possible whether the tail had been cleaned up.

After all the guards had gathered, Granny Song looked at the six people in front of her with a solemn expression and asked in a serious tone, "Have you cleaned up all the loose ends? Is there anything you've missed?"

"Reporting to the commander, we have thoroughly searched every area and can confirm that there are no abnormalities for the time being, but we cannot completely rule out the possibility that those people could find their way to the manor," one of the guards reported to the commander in a low voice.

Upon hearing the guard's words, Granny Song solemnly summoned the other four guards as well. With a serious expression and solemn tone, she said, "From this moment on, all of you must be extremely vigilant and do your utmost to protect Her Highness and the two young princes! No matter when or where, you must not be the slightest bit lax or negligent."

At this point, Granny Song paused slightly, her sharp gaze sweeping over the ten guards before her, before continuing her instructions: "You must be constantly vigilant about everything happening inside and outside the manor, not letting even the slightest disturbance slip by. If you detect any suspicious signs or individuals, immediately signal the others to be aware. Understand?"

"Yes!" the ten guards responded in unison, their voices as uniform as if they were all shouting from the same person.

After the ten guards turned and left, Granny Song watched their departing figures and couldn't help but mutter a complaint under her breath: "I really don't understand, why do they all like to bring people back so often! Back in the day, at least the Empress Dowager brought back the late Emperor..."

However, at this moment, Su Nuannuan had no time to pay attention to the series of arrangements and plans made by Granny Song.

She sat on a chair by the bed, her gaze fixed on the unconscious young man lying on the bed. Then she turned to Jinse, who was taking the young man's pulse, and asked softly, "Jinse, what is the condition of this young man? Is there any hope for him?"

Upon hearing this, Jinse slowly withdrew her fingers from the boy's wrist, stood up, and faced Su Nuannuan, replying, "Your Majesty, based on my initial diagnosis, this person has fallen into a coma due to severe poisoning. As long as we can help him detoxify, I believe he will wake up and regain consciousness soon."

“We have no idea who he is, so we must not rashly detoxify him. What if he is ungrateful and repays kindness with evil? Wouldn’t that bring disaster to our village?” Su Nuannuan said slowly, her brows furrowed.

"Then what does Your Majesty intend to do with him?" Yaoqin couldn't help but ask.

Su Nuannuan hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "Send him to the Emperor and say that his precious son picked him up. I find his background quite suspicious, and I really dare not take the initiative to handle this matter. It would be more appropriate to leave it to the Emperor to decide." When she said this, Su Nuannuan's tone was particularly calm and composed.

Upon hearing this, Jinse and Yaoqin exchanged a glance and exclaimed in unison, "Your Majesty is brilliant! This way, we can avoid taking any risks and still let the Emperor know about this matter. It is truly a perfect solution."

Su Nuannuan waved her hand gently and said with a smile, "There's no such thing as clever or not clever. I just want to protect everyone in this manor." Her words revealed her gentle and dignified demeanor.

At this moment, Yaoqin spoke up again and asked, "Then, Your Majesty, who do you intend to send this person to the Emperor?"

Su Nuannuan's gaze shifted and landed on Yaoqin, and she replied softly, "Let your brother Xiao Xingfang go."