Finished speaking, Situ Yunfeng did not wait for Zi Linling to reply, and quickly ran out of the meeting hall.
As he ran, he shouted, "Forget it, I'm going to escape for my life first!"
He looked as if some flood or fierce beast was chasing him.
Of course, in Situ Yunfeng's opinion, Ye Lingyuan when angry was even more terrifying than a flood or fierce beast.
Zi Linling watched Situ Yunfeng disappear without a trace, a look of astonishment on her face.
She shook her head and said inexplicably, "If not, then not. I don't eat people, why are you running?"
Ye Liuxing's mouth twitched, and he secretly thought: You don't eat people, but the one on your body might not be so sure.
Zi Linling looked at Ye Lingyuan, who was leaning against her, and began to worry.
If Situ Yunfeng ran away, who would hold Ye Lingyuan?
She looked at Ye Liuxing, then at Ji Ran, and shook her head again.
Ye Liuxing looked so frail, it was good enough if she could take care of herself, how could she hold Ye Lingyuan?
What's more, she subconsciously wanted to avoid further entanglement with Ye Liuxing.
As for Ji Ran, Zi Linling completely ignored him. When had Ghost Hand Poison Doctor ever asked for help from her enemy?
It seemed that only she could do it herself.
Although her current body was a bit weak, if her ancient martial arts were added, holding Ye Lingyuan would be more than enough.
Zi Linling held Ye Lingyuan in a princess carry and walked out of the meeting hall.
Ye Liuxing watched her receding figure, his heart filled with a thousand emotions.
The female attendant who took care of Xue Ying had not had the chance to go in since she was sent out by Situ Yunfeng.
The powerful pressure within the meeting hall was something that she, a mere maid, could not bear.
So, she could only wait outside for Zi Linling to come out, but she waited for a long time without seeing Zi Linling.
Finally, when the powerful pressure in the meeting hall subsided, she was about to go in when she was stopped by Huo Qinghe, who had come out to collect herbs.
After Huo Qinghe listened to her, he instructed her not to enter the meeting hall and to go back to her room to take good care of Xue Ying.
Therefore, when Zi Linling returned to the room carrying Ye Lingyuan, she saw the female attendant feeding Xue Ying porridge.
"Xue Ying, you're awake!"
"Miss, you're back!"
The mistress and servant spoke at the same time.
Zi Linling greeted Xue Ying calmly, not showing any surprise at Xue Ying waking up.
Because according to her calculations, Xue Ying should have woken up long ago.
On the other hand, Xue Ying looked overjoyed when she saw Zi Linling.
She pushed away the porridge bowl from the female attendant's hand and struggled to get out of bed.
"Stay put and don't move!"
Zi Linling placed Ye Lingyuan on another couch while stopping Xue Ying.
"Miss, who is he? Why are you holding him?"
Xue Ying looked at Ye Lingyuan on the other couch and became curious.
She secretly thought: This man is so beautiful! Who is he?
Could he be Miss's husband? But wasn't Miss's husband the current Crown Prince?
Xue Ying had met Crown Prince Ye Yuanhao, so she was very sure that this man was not Ye Yuanhao.
As Xue Ying was guessing wildly, Zi Linling's cold voice came, "He is the King of Hell. He is injured, and I brought him here to treat his wounds."
"Treat his wounds?"
Xue Ying was eager to know the relationship between Zi Linling and Ye Lingyuan, so she directly ignored the first half of Zi Linling's sentence.
"Mmm!"
Zi Linling nodded and said to the female attendant, "You go and stand guard at the door. No one can come in without my permission, do you understand?"
"All right, Miss Zi. If you have any instructions, you can call me anytime."
The female attendant agreed, tidied up the bowls and chopsticks, and withdrew.
Zi Linling bolted the door, then said seriously to Xue Ying, "Xue Ying, no matter what you see later, don't be surprised, and don't make a sound, understand?"
Xue Ying didn't know why Zi Linling said that, but she nodded seriously and said, "Miss, don't worry!"
"Mmm, lie down and rest. After I finish treating the King of Hell's wounds, I'll come back and examine you."
After instructing Xue Ying, Zi Linling returned to Ye Lingyuan's couch.
She mentally contacted the Nine Spirit Ring, and a set of exquisitely crafted silver needles and surgical instruments appeared in her hand.
Xue Ying watched Zi Linling produce a pile of things as if by magic, her heart filled with curiosity. However, she remembered Zi Linling's instructions and did not make a sound.
Zi Linling cleaned the silver needles and surgical instruments with alcohol, then used scissors to cut open the clothes around Ye Lingyuan's wound.
She did the same, using silver needles to seal some of the main acupoints. This would prevent excessive bleeding during the surgery and also relieve Ye Lingyuan's pain.
Zi Linling first cleaned the wound, then used a scalpel to remove the previous stitching marks, treated the inflammation, and then meticulously stitched it up.
Because she was too focused, she didn't notice that Ye Lingyuan on the couch had opened his eyes at some point.
Xue Ying did notice, but firstly, Zi Linling had instructed her not to make a sound at any time, and secondly, Ye Lingyuan also cast a warning glance at her.
Therefore, she did not alert Zi Linling with a sound, but she remained vigilant, fearing that Ye Lingyuan might harm Zi Linling.
Ye Lingyuan frowned slightly, but since Xue Ying didn't speak, he was too lazy to bother with her, letting her observe him vigilantly.
This time, perhaps because the silver needles were inserted much deeper into the acupoints than embroidery needles, Ye Lingyuan did not feel any pain.
Therefore, he could observe Zi Linling more attentively.
Looking at Zi Linling's serious expression, Ye Lingyuan's lips curved into a faint smile.
When Zi Linling carried him in, he had already used his divine consciousness in his sea of consciousness to block outsiders from spying into this room.
As a Saint King realm expert, Ye Lingyuan naturally understood that if Ji Ran truly wanted to spy on here, he wouldn't need to go through the large screen in the meeting hall; he could see everything with just a sweep of his divine consciousness.
However, he still muttered to himself: This woman is really careless. Does she think that once she's in the room, others won't see her conjuring things out of thin air?
Zi Linling was completely unaware that at the Saint King realm, one would cultivate a sea of consciousness and divine consciousness, and this kind of thing was the perfect skill for peeping.
Of course, this was also because Zi Linling was not familiar with this world.
Elder Du in the Nine Spirit Ring knew, but he disdained Saint King realm experts and automatically ignored this skill of Saint King realm experts, thus not reminding Zi Linling.
At this moment, Zi Linling was completely engrossed in the surgery, and the needle and thread for suturing flew up and down in her hands.
Zi Linling's focused appearance made Ye Lingyuan involuntarily fall into a daze, and at the same time, the question reappeared in Ye Lingyuan's mind: Is she really Zi Linling?