Chapter 172 Taste
Chapter 172 Taste
Pei Jingchuan, with a shoulder injury, hurriedly descended the mountain.
Although he had been hit, the fact that there were no pursuers when he looked back made him feel a little more at ease. However, he did not completely let his guard down and continued to head towards the Pei residence.
Not wanting his injuries to trouble his grandmother, Pei Jingchuan climbed over the wall from the backyard, only to bump into his own servant as soon as he entered.
The servant saw a figure on the wall and thought a robber had broken in. He was about to shout when he suddenly recognized his young master.
"Master!?"
The servant was taken aback. "How did you manage to climb over here?"
He raised the lantern in his hand, and the light immediately illuminated what was in front of him. He saw that most of Pei Jingchuan's clothes on the right side were stained red with blood, his head was covered in sweat, and his face was pale.
He was so focused on getting on his way that he didn't have time to treat his injuries, and they're probably even worse now.
The servant was startled by what he saw and turned to go out to find a doctor, but Pei Jingchuan grabbed him.
"do not go."
Pei Jingchuan endured the pain and said in a low voice, "Don't disturb Grandmother. Go and fetch the medicine box. I'll treat my wound first."
The servant hesitated for a moment, but seeing the large, bloody mass, he was truly horrified and immediately nodded in agreement.
Pei Jingchuan stumbled back to his courtyard. The servant was quick and soon brought the medicine box.
"Young Master, the medicine box has arrived!"
Pei Jingchuan reached out and took it. As a seasoned veteran, he was quite skilled at treating wounds and finished bandaging the injury in no time. Although it was a bit rough, it was enough for the immediate emergency.
"Young Master, who on earth injured you like this?"
The servant's eyes were full of heartache. "Our Pei family still has some influence in Jinling City. Since that villain dared to lay a hand on you, our Pei family will certainly not let him off easily!"
The servant spoke with righteous indignation, but Pei Jingchuan was in no mood to think about such things. He was already feeling dizzy from blood loss, and the servant's incessant chatter only made him feel more lightheaded. He immediately waved his hand, signaling the servant to leave.
"You may leave now. I understand the situation."
After saying this, Pei Jingchuan added a special instruction, "Remember not to tell your grandmother about this."
The servant sighed and could only comply and leave.
Pei Jingchuan closed his eyes, focused his mind, and adjusted his breathing. After resting for a while, he finally calmed down, but his mind was still in a mess. The thought of the complicated relationship between Jiang Yuyue and Prince Jing made him even more troubled.
The last time he saw Jiang Yuyue with Prince Jing, he thought it was because they had reached some kind of cooperation. But now that he found out that Prince Jing was actually the same person as Xie Jinglan, the third young master of the Xie family, a strange worry rose in his heart.
Especially considering that Xie Jinglan seemed to have some romantic feelings for Jiang Yuyue, Pei Jingchuan's face was clouded with worry, and his heart was filled with deep anxiety.
Based on Pei Jingchuan's understanding of Jiang Yuyue, apart from the fact that her family was somewhat wealthy, she was just an ordinary woman from Jinling and would never have any connection with someone like Prince Jing, who held a very high position in the government!
Moreover, Jiang Yuyue has always been wise. Even if someone like Prince Jing took the initiative to come to her, she would definitely be wary and would never easily become close to him.
However, the current situation seems more like Prince Jing using Xie Jinglan's identity to get close to Jiang Yuyue without revealing that he is Prince Jing, making it even more difficult for Pei Jingchuan to guess his purpose.
Thinking about all this, Pei Jingchuan felt even more agitated and confused, and really didn't know how to handle the matter.
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As night deepened, Xiao Liu, who had returned to the courtyard earlier, suddenly heard the sound of a carriage outside. She was puzzled and went forward to open the courtyard gate a crack, only to see her young mistress returning.
"Miss!?"
Xiao Liu looked surprised and quickly opened the courtyard gate to greet him. "Why did you come back by yourself? Didn't you say you were going to stay overnight and that I would come to pick you up tomorrow?"
"I came back ahead of schedule after the matter was resolved."
As before, Jiang Yuyue revealed nothing and went straight into the house. Seeing her Mo'er sleeping soundly on the bed, her heart immediately softened.
"Miss, are you okay?"
Jasmine, who was sitting beside Jiang Qimo, noticed that Jiang Yuyue's complexion was slightly off and quickly helped her sit down. "What's wrong?"
"They must be tired from traveling by carriage and horse."
Jiang Yuyue had just finished her postpartum confinement when she caused this commotion. She had gone up and down that mountain several times, and she was really exhausted. In addition, she had been busy traveling for most of the day and hadn't even had time to drink water.
Xiao Liu was quick-witted and immediately said, "Then please have a seat, Miss. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare a meal for you."
Jiang Yuyue was indeed exhausted. She nodded and leaned back on the recliner to rest, but soon fell into a deep sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yuyue slowly opened her eyes, as if smelling the aroma of food. She saw that several dishes were already laid out on the table, steaming hot.
"Miss is awake? Then please eat quickly."
Xiaoliu smiled when she saw that she had woken up. "I saw that you were sleeping soundly, and Jasmine and I were just thinking about whether we should wake you up."
Xiao Liu's cooking skills are always excellent. At this moment, Jiang Yuyue was hungry and her appetite was whetted. She ate all the food on the table.
Now that she had rested enough, Jiang Yuyue felt better. She stood at the door to get some fresh air and glanced to the side, only to find that the lights in the neighboring yard were still on.
It's so late, Xie Jinglan is still awake?
Although she and Xie Jinglan had been estranged for half a month, neither of them were childish and neither of them held a real grudge. Thinking that she hadn't seen him for a long time, Jiang Yuyue walked towards Xie Jinglan's courtyard.
She pushed open the door and entered. Sure enough, Xie Jinglan had not yet rested. There was a chessboard on the table, and the two of them, master and servant, were playing chess.
When Jixiang saw Jiang Yuyue arrive, he nodded slightly and greeted her, "Miss Jiang."
"You have quite the leisure to play chess so late at night instead of sleeping?"
Jiang Yuyue naturally found a chair and sat down. "Could it be that now that you're feeling better, you've forgotten how to cherish yourself?"
Xie Jinglan continued playing his pieces without stopping, his gaze not falling on her, but he said calmly, "It is precisely because I was ill before and missed too much time that I want to make up for it."
Jiang Yuyue was too lazy to argue with his nonsense. Just as she was about to ask about his health, her nose twitched slightly, and she smelled a scent that didn't belong here.
"Why does your room smell so strongly of incense? It's like... a temple."
Upon hearing this, Jixiang immediately became alert. He and His Highness had rushed back from Wanfu Temple, and they were probably carrying the smell!
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