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His body floated lightly backward, and the Seventh Prince quickly reached out to pull him back, but his expression changed in the next instant. Duan Chen's left sleeve was completely ripped off, revealing his fair arm underneath. The bloodstains on his upper arm wound had already congealed, leaving a slightly gruesome scar, and on his elbow, slightly below, was a white bracelet! Half of it was crystal clear white jade, and the other half was white sandalwood with a faint fragrance, ten beads on each side, each one perfectly round.

The Seventh Prince's expression changed several times, and a faint smile gradually curved his thin lips. His dark eyes sparkled: "Xue Luo, you really are Xue Luo."

Author's Note: There will be an update this Saturday at 9 AM, followed by several days of continuous updates.

I've been busy preparing for exams and dealing with registration and stuff these past few days, which has been really stressful.

Thank you all for your understanding, ╭(╯3╰)╮ Love you all~

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Chapter Sixteen: Testing Hearts • A Difficult Journey for Both Sides...

bedroom.

Zhan Yun slowly opened his eyes and gave a somewhat blurry smile to the people around the bed. He tried to open his mouth, but found that his throat was burning and he could not make a sound no matter how many times he tried.

Seeing this, the imperial physician smiled with relief and bowed to everyone, saying, "Seventh Prince, Young Prince, Lord Zhou, Young Master Zhan has pulled through this ordeal. This poison was extremely potent; it's normal that he can't speak. He'll be fine in a couple of days. The main thing now is to rest, drink plenty of water, and eat warm, nourishing foods. Young Master Zhan has a strong constitution and internal energy protecting him; he should recover completely in less than half a month." After saying this, he followed the steward to the outer room to get a prescription.

The Seventh Prince smiled at Zhan Yun: "Nephew, take good care of yourself and don't worry about anything else. If you need anything, just ask Zhengping and Yiran for help. If you want anything to eat or use, just tell the servants and don't be shy. I have important business to attend to and need to leave the manor, so I won't say any more for now." After saying this, he whispered a few words to the Princess and then quickly left the room.

Zhan Yun nodded, his lips moving slightly as he uttered a soft thank you. His dark brown eyes slowly darted around, searching for a long time, but he couldn't find the beauty he longed for. His brows furrowed slightly, and his gaze swept towards Zhao Ting.

Zhao Ting's expression was somewhat complicated. Zhou Yufei, standing beside him, stammered a few words and then dashed out of the house. He was joking, of course. If Zhao Ting were to say those words, Zhan Yun wouldn't even need to open his mouth; the young prince's domineering temper would flare up and cripple him with a single blow! One of his eyes was still dark-rimmed; he didn't want the other one to suffer the same fate.

Inside the room, Zhao Ting helped Zhan Yun sit up and handed him a glass of warm water. Zhan Yun slowly drank two sips, then circulated his inner energy, trying twice before finally managing to ask, "Where's Chen'er?"

Zhao Ting remained silent for a long time, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed tightly, his thin lips parted slightly, and his deep voice was not as cold as usual: "Xingzhi, don't be in a hurry, let me tell you something first."

Zhan Yun's expression hardened, and a layer of gloom appeared in his crescent-shaped eyes. His voice was hoarse, like sand grinding against porcelain: "What's wrong with Chen'er?"

Zhao Ting took a deep breath and said through gritted teeth, "Chen'er, she is... she is General Jiang's daughter. Her real name is not Duan Chen, but Jiang Xueluo."

Zhan Yun didn't show much surprise, and asked, word by word, "Where is Chen'er?"

Zhao Ting frowned deeply, his face somewhat grim: "Xingzhi, do you understand? She is Jiang Xueluo, the only remaining bloodline of the Jiang family in this world, and also Yiran's fiancée!"

Zhan Yun weakly curved her lips into a slight smile and replied, "I understand."

The door was flung open with a bang, and two people walked in one after the other—Xiao Changqing and Zuo Xin. Xiao Changqing rushed to the bedside, his eyes wide as he scrutinized Zhan Yun, clicking his tongue in amazement: "This antidote is divine!" He took the cup from Zhan Yun, added some warm water, and handed it back to him: "Drink more water; it's good for your throat."

Zuo Xin, observing Zhan Yun's complexion, nodded in agreement: "It seems she's really alright! Make sure to get plenty of rest these next few days."

Zhan Yunshui didn't even bother to drink. He opened his mouth to speak, but Xiao Changqing shook his index finger and said, "Hmm, I know you can speak now, but it's best not to. If you don't want to have a hoarse voice for the next few decades, you'd better rest these next few days."

Seeing the anxious look in Zhan Yun's crescent-shaped eyes, Xiao Changqing nodded again: "I know you want to ask about Xiao Duan. Don't worry, she's fine. She just lost too much blood and her energy was depleted. She barely managed to use her lightness skill to get onto the roof of the Prince's mansion, but she tumbled down from there. In addition, she was so angry and sad that she coughed up blood. Then she didn't sleep all night, and with the residual poison in her body acting up, she's resting in bed right now!"

After Xiao Changqing finished speaking in a long string of words, Zhan Yun's already pale face turned even paler, his handsome brows furrowed tightly, his crescent-shaped eyes lowered, and his hand holding the water glass trembled, spilling a lot of water. Zhao Ting, who was standing next to him, was also shocked when he heard this: "Chen'er rolled down from the eaves and even vomited blood? Why didn't anyone tell me?"

The young prince's expression changed slightly. He hesitated and was about to leave when Zuo Xin stopped him: "She finally fell asleep. Young prince, you should go later."

Xiao Changqing chimed in, "That's right, that's right. Besides, it's not very convenient for you to go there now, Your Highness. After all, Duan's status is different now, and you need to avoid suspicion!"

Zuo Xin's lips twitched, and she glanced at him sideways, thinking to herself, "Do you even know that the word 'avoid suspicion' exists in this world?"

Xiao Changqing nodded with a smile. You have to say the right thing to the right person!

A single remark struck a nerve. The young prince's expression shifted repeatedly. He muttered a low "Get some rest" and sullenly left the room.

Zhan Yun leaned against the headboard, his whole body numb and weak, unable to muster any strength, and could only muster two or three-tenths of his internal energy. His handsome face darkened slightly, and Xingzhi Gongzi felt a tightness in his chest, knowing that he wouldn't be able to get out of bed for at least three days.

Xiao Changqing poured himself a glass of water, took a couple of sips unhurriedly, and observed Zhan Yun's expression. He found a chair, sat down, crossed one leg and swung it around, then put down the glass and sighed softly.

Zuo Xin glanced at him from the side and shook his head inwardly. This guy was up to his old tricks again!

Sure enough, upon hearing Xiao Changqing's sigh, Zhan Yun quickly looked up, his eyes filled with a questioning look, and his lips moved slightly: What's wrong?

Xiao Changqing sighed again, looking at Zhan Yun with a meaningful gaze: "Little Yunyun, do you still want Xiao Duan?"

Zhan Yun was slightly taken aback, then quickly nodded: Yes.

Xiao Changqing frowned, feigning difficulty: "But she's someone else's fiancée now! You don't mind?"

Zhan Yun understood what Xiao Changqing meant, and shook her head with a firm smile: I don't mind.

Xiao Changqing rested his chin on his hand, staring at him with wide eyes: "What if that kid surnamed Zhou wanted to compete with you? Would you give up on Xiao Duan just because he's your good brother?"

Zhan Yun smiled slightly: Chen'er doesn't like him. The implication was that he couldn't win even if he wanted to.

Xiao Changqing nodded with a smile: "Little Yunyun, it's no wonder that Duan has been so devoted to you. Do you know that last night she was preparing the antidote while she was crying her eyes out? She cried so pitifully!"

Zhan Yun's brows furrowed slightly, and her crescent-shaped eyes darkened.

Xiao Changqing continued with more drastic measures: "And another thing, when she rolled down from the eaves, she landed directly on the bluestone slab at the doorway. As soon as she got up, she vomited a mouthful of blood, and her legs were shaking when she stood up. Even in that state, she still tried to run inside! Zuo Xin was watching from the side, and she almost burst into tears..."

Zhan Yun lowered his eyes, his fist beside him slowly tightened, his lips were pressed tightly together, his heart clenched and churned.

Zuo Xin cleared his throat twice, "That's enough! It's getting more and more exaggerated..."

Xiao Changqing got more and more excited as he spoke, waving his hand to signal him not to interrupt: "And also, last night we were looking for you everywhere, and Zhao Ting just carried you down. I heard that Xiao Duan was crying and begging him to save you first. Later, Xiao Duan was pushed down, and if someone hadn't caught her below, tsk tsk... And also..."

Zhan Yun threw off the covers and, with her eyes downcast, was about to get out of bed. Seeing this, Zuo Xin rushed over: "Hey, hey, don't move! He was just teasing you. You know his temper. If you leave this room now, Xiao Duan will be heartbroken when he wakes up!"

Zhan Yun kept his lips tightly closed, raised his eyes and glanced at Zuo Xin. Zuo Xin was taken aback, covered him with the blanket, told him to rest well, and then pulled Xiao Changqing out.

Xiao Changqing was enjoying the show and insisted on staying a little longer. Zuo Xin got impatient, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him outside. Once outside, he whispered in Xiao Changqing's ear, "Stop playing around. That kid's eyes were all red just now."