Although Mo Chenggui was annoyed by the old doctor's nagging, he understood that He Changdi's injuries were no longer dangerous.

He quickly lowered his head and apologized.

Chu Lian rubbed her forehead tiredly and gave Steward Qin a look. Steward Qin hurriedly helped the old doctor to the side hall for tea and snacks.

The old doctor's medical skills were excellent, but he was getting old and liked to nag.

Chu Lian still had questions for Mo Chenggui, so she couldn't let him go on like this.

After the old doctor left, Chu Lian called Mo Chenggui to the study.

He Sanlang's injuries were serious. Although his condition had stabilized, it wasn't suitable for him to move. He couldn't return to the Northern Border Army camp for the time being, so she could only send a guard to inform him.

At this time, He Changdi had already been moved to a side room in the central room. Chu Lian was feeding him medicine with a thin spout. After feeding him the medicine, she reached out to feel his forehead and let out a sigh of relief.

After drinking three bowls of medicine, He Sanlang's fever finally subsided.

Chu Lian placed the special thin spout pot on a small table to the side and her gaze fell on the long box on the table. She sat on an embroidered stool next to the bed and reached out to take the long box. She carefully opened it and saw two snow-white flowers the size of a thumb lying on top of each other. They looked like cherry blossoms, but the shape of the flowers was much better.

According to Doctor Miao, the Snow Mountain Mist Flower was a magnificent red when it bloomed. As long as it was in full bloom, it would slowly turn snow-white after two days. It was very magical.

He Changdi had led a group of people to climb Mount Amin. They were already exhausted on the mountain path and were suddenly ambushed while they were picking the flowers.

The other party had clearly been lying in ambush for a long time. Most of the attackers were Tuhun people, but there were also a few masked Great Wu people. They were probably trained killers.

Although He Changdi's men were all elites, they were too exhausted. Moreover, they were at the peak of a snowy mountain. After fighting for a while, they were at a disadvantage.

The attackers were ruthless and didn't fear death. In the end, He Changdi's side only had three or four people left.

No matter how good He Sanlang's martial arts were, he couldn't fight a hundred people alone. Soon, they could only run away.

Later on, He Changdi was stabbed in the thigh because he tried to stop the Tuhun people who tried to assassinate him. He gave the Snow Mountain Mist Flower to Mo Chenggui to bring back while he stayed behind.

Mo Chenggui had no choice but to run away with the Snow Mountain Mist Flower.

That group of people seemed to have come for He Changdi, so when Mo Chenggui escaped, no one chased after him.

After shaking off that group of people, Mo Chenggui spent half a day searching for traces of his Third Young Master. Only then did he find him in a pile of snow.

No one knew how He Changdi did it. He actually buried himself in the thick snow and escaped the disaster. Beside him were two stiff corpses of the Tuhun people.

When Mo Chenggui saw He Sanlang's blood-soaked body, his eyes filled with tears.

After that, Mo Chenggui and two other veterans carried He Changdi all the way back.

Chu Lian closed the lid of the wooden box and carefully put the two herbs away. Her clear almond-shaped eyes flashed slightly, but there was no smile on her face. Her expression was serious.

He Changdi was assassinated on Mount Amin!

And the assassins were a group of Tuhun people!

There were very few people in the north who knew that they were looking for the Snow Mountain Mist Flower. Those who knew the truth were all trusted aides. Even Tang Yan, who was sent by Prince Jin, didn't know about this.

In the army, only Commandant Guo, Zhang Mai, and Xiao Hongyu knew the truth.

Great General Qian had only told He Changdi in private before he left.

None of these people had any motive to attack, but those Tuhun people had long since set up an ambush near the Snow Mountain Mist Flower. It was obvious that they had come prepared.

When she thought about the people who had kidnapped her, Chu Lian's clear eyes were filled with a dangerous aura.

Xiao Bojian!

From what she knew, he was the only person who would use such despicable methods to achieve his goals without any principles!

Then how did he know that He Sanlang was going to Mount Amin to pick the Snow Mountain Mist Flower?

Since no one in the north would leak this information, then it could only be someone from Shengjing!

When she thought about it this way, the scope became very small. It could only be the people from Duke Jing 'an's estate.

Chu Lian was deep in thought when Wenlan came in with some clean clothes. She softly called Chu Lian's ear. Chu Lian returned to her senses and turned to look at her.

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"Third Young Madam, Laiyue has already personally led some people to the army camp to inform them. These are Third Young Master's clean clothes. Would you like to change now?"

Chu Lian nodded and handed the wooden box containing the Snow Mountain Mist Flower to Wenlan so that she could keep it safe.

"Put the clothes down. Go get some hot water."

The warm walls in the room were heated, so it didn't feel cold at all. Chu Lian brought a pair of scissors to the bedside and lifted the blanket covering He Changdi's body.

She had only treated his injured thigh earlier, so she didn't change out of his bloodstained clothes. The old doctor had left quite a bit of medicine for Chu Lian to apply on some of the smaller wounds.

He Sanlang's clothes were full of holes, so there was no need to take them off. It was more convenient to just cut them open and throw them away.

Chu Lian's hands moved very quickly. He Sanlang's outer robe was quickly cut open. When the dark green inner robe came into view, Chu Lian was slightly stunned.

The embroidery on the side of the inner robe was crooked like a caterpillar. Wasn't this the one that Li Yue had been practicing with?

He Changdi was actually still wearing it. Looking at the frayed edge of the inner robe, she could guess that he must have worn this inner robe often …

Did he wear it for so long because he thought she was the one who made it?

Chu Lian put her hand on her forehead. When she thought of He Changdi's crazy temper, she suddenly didn't dare to tell him the truth about this small matter.

Therefore, she might as well go all the way and destroy the dress.

So, He Changdi's inner robe, the one with the most clumsy embroidery skills, was cut off by the angry Chu Lian …

Although He Changdi looked like a tall and skinny man, when he took off his clothes, his body was actually very lean and strong. His muscles weren't bulging, but they gave people the feeling that they were full of explosive power. He was the type of person who looked thin when he wore clothes, but still had muscles when he took them off.

Even though the skin from his chest to his waist was full of small wounds, Chu Lian couldn't help but feel her face heat up when she looked at him.

She muttered in a low voice, "This He Sanlang's body is too good."

His abdomen was an eight pack that wasn't too exaggerated. Because he was lying down, it wasn't obvious. His waist and abdomen were two seductive mermaid lines …

Even though Chu Lian was only treating He Changdi as a patient, she couldn't help but blush.

She sped up her hands and quickly stripped He Sanlang naked. She frantically covered his slender and strong body with a blanket.

At this time, Wenlan also came in with hot water.

"Third Young Mistress, the hot water is here, and the ointment is on the small table. I still have something to do, so I'll go out first. If Third Young Mistress needs anything, just call me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wenlan quickly disappeared from the room. Her speed stunned Chu Lian, who was standing to the side.

After Wenlan left, she considerately closed the door for He Changdi and Chu Lian. She shrunk her neck and chuckled.

She could use this opportunity to let Third Young Master and Third Young Mistress spend more time together.

Even though she was a servant, she could tell that there was something wrong with Third Young Master and his wife.

Moreover, it had been so many days, and it wasn't like Third Young Master hadn't stayed the night at her place. The two of them had never spent the night together.

She looked at them coldly. The young couple weren't emotionless. When they heard that Third Young Mistress had been kidnapped, Third Young Master looked like he wanted to kill someone to vent his anger. Both she and her sister Wenqing were shocked.

Third Young Mistress wasn't very old, and she didn't seem to be interested in anything other than eating good food. Even when it came to earning money, she didn't really care.

However, when it came to matters related to Third Young Master, she couldn't help but worry. Her emotions were written all over her face, and she even personally came up with a plan.

Wasn't this enough to prove something?

Since the two of them had each other in their hearts, it was just a matter of time. Moreover, the two of them were husband and wife. If they got along well, they might even be able to have a baby next year!

Up until now, Duke Jing 'an's estate didn't even have a single young master. If their Third Young Mistress made a contribution, wouldn't the Matriarch like Third Young Master's branch even more?

Therefore, Wenlan deliberately created an opportunity for the young couple to be together.

Chu Lian sweated. How could she not see through Wenlan's intentions?

She didn't mind. Right now, the most important thing was for He Changdi to recover.

Chu Lian glanced at the basin of hot water on the table. Resigned to her fate, Chu Lian took out a towel and soaked it. She used it to wipe away the dirt on He Sanlang's body. Then, she carefully applied medicine to his wounds.

In the evening, the old physician came to check on him again.

At this time, although He Sanlang was still unconscious, the high fever on his body had completely subsided.

The old physician instructed Chu Lian, "Madam, as long as the patient doesn't have a high fever tonight, his condition will be considered stable by tomorrow. After that, you only need to focus on recuperating."

Chu Lian thanked the old physician and had Steward Qin personally send the physician back.

After dinner, Chu Lian stayed by He Sanlang's bedside. Steward Qin, Li Xing, and Li Yue saw that Chu Lian was exhausted and wanted to take over for her. However, they were stopped by Wenqing and Wenlan.

"It's none of your business. Third Young Mistress is enough to take care of Third Young Master. Don't worry, Older Sister and I will be on night duty outside tonight. If there's any movement, we'll immediately notify you."

With Wenlan's guarantee, the group of people finally agreed and went back to sleep.

Chu Lian had Wenlan move a long couch to He Changdi's bedside. The room was very warm, so there wasn't a need for a blanket. A thin blanket was enough to cover the body.

Chu Lian took a storybook and leaned against the long couch as she read. From time to time, she would touch He Changdi's forehead and palm to see if he had a fever.

However, Chu Lian was used to sleeping early. Suddenly, she was yawning for days before midnight.

She ate some sour preserved fruits to refresh herself, but even so, she only managed to stay up until the second half of the night. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and fell asleep on her side on the long couch.

Wenqing, who was guarding outside, heard that there was no movement inside. She quietly came in and covered Chu Lian with a thin blanket. After checking He Changdi's forehead, she quietly left.

When it was the darkest time before dawn, the unconscious He Sanlang finally opened his eyes with difficulty.

His vision was a bit blurry when he opened his eyes, but in his field of vision, he saw the little face that he wanted to see the most.

(Ahhhh ~ Let's all go watch Operation Mekong. It's so cool. Ah Lan feels that our Sanlang is like Fang Xinwu, a super cool tough guy!)