"Brother Zhao, I've come to find some plasterers to help me renovate my shop. Do you know anyone who does this?" Leng Ruoli stated her purpose directly.
"Young lady, you've come to the right person for this. Don't mind that I've lost an arm or that my legs are inconvenient; I can still build a house. Leave the renovation of your shop to me, I'll find people for you," Zhao Yuanqing said with a smile.
"Alright, then I'll trouble you, Brother Zhao. After you find your helpers, come find me tomorrow at the Jinxiu Pavilion ready-to-wear shop in the city. I'll pay double wages."
Leng Ruoli's voice was as pleasant as the sound of a spring flowing down a mountain.
"Young lady, General Leng has helped us so much, we can't accept your wages," Zhao Yuanqing said sincerely, refusing.
"Brother Zhao, you cannot refuse the wages, that's a separate matter," Leng Ruoli said earnestly.
Didn't Jun Mohan bring her here precisely to help these disabled soldiers who had once defended the country? Moreover, these men were once her father's subordinates. If she could help them even a little, it would be something.
Zhao Yuanqing scratched his head, unable to hide his embarrassment.
"Alright, Brother Zhao, you go find your companions first. I'll be waiting for you at Jinxiu Pavilion tomorrow morning."
Leng Ruoli's eyebrows and eyes were filled with smiles, the curve of her lips so obvious that Zhao Yuanqing and his wife felt Leng Ruoli was particularly approachable.
After a while, Zhao Yuanqing and his wife enthusiastically saw Jun Mohan and Leng Ruoli off.
Getting into the carriage, Jun Mohan casually took a military treatise written by General Gu Changsheng of the previous dynasty from under a cushion. It was said to be quite good, but he hadn't read it seriously yet.
Leng Ruoli, on the other hand, sat beside him, lost in thought, but her consciousness had already drifted into her spatial laboratory.
Suddenly, the carriage braked abruptly. If Jun Mohan hadn't reacted quickly and pulled Leng Ruoli into his arms, she would have hit the carriage wall with her head.
Jun Mohan's sword-like eyebrows furrowed, feeling annoyed. He asked with a hint of displeasure, "Ye Yi, what's going on?"
"Your Highness, it was Ye San who hurriedly stopped our carriage," Ye Yi replied, sweating coldly and forcing himself to do so.
Upon hearing this, Jun Mohan pondered for a few seconds. The guards by his side were all trained by him personally. Unless there was an emergency situation they couldn't handle, they would never have so rashly stopped his carriage.
"Ye Yi, let him come up and report."
"Yes."
Outside the carriage, Ye Yi gave Ye San a look, and Ye San immediately flew onto the carriage. He lifted the carriage curtain and walked inside. His blue, belted, narrow-sleeved tunic appeared travel-worn, his clothes were stained with dirt and blood, his hair was a bit disheveled, and his face was filled with exhaustion and worry.
Ye San, with his hands clasped around his sword, respectfully saluted Jun Mohan. "Reporting to Your Highness, we brought Divine Doctor Chu back to the mansion. However, on the way back to the capital, Commander Ye lost an arm to assassins while saving Divine Doctor Chu. He has fainted from excessive blood loss, and Divine Doctor Chu is also severely injured and his breath is weak."
"Seeing that the two doctors in the mansion were helpless, Commander Yin personally went to the palace to invite Imperial Physician Zhang and instructed his subordinates to come find Your Highness," Ye San said, his eyes red.
A few days prior, Jun Mohan had used seventy percent of his inner energy to force the Iron Palm poison out of Leng Ruoli's body, which in turn triggered his Wolf Toxin.
Since the medicine to suppress his Wolf Toxin in his mansion had been taken away by Chu Mingxuan, he had no choice but to send Ye Ying to Ghost Valley to retrieve the medicine.
The journey from the capital to Ghost Valley and back was usually only a day and a night. However, this time, Ye Ying had been gone for several days, and he vaguely felt that something might have happened at Ghost Valley.
Jun Mohan: "Ye Yi, return to the mansion immediately."
Ye Yi: "Yes, your subordinate obeys!"
Ye San turned and retreated, then sat at the front with Ye Yi and Ye Wu to drive the carriage.
At this moment, Jun Mohan stared at Leng Ruoli with his narrow, purple eyes.
"Woman, you come to the mansion with me too. Perhaps you can help."
Hearing this, she rolled her eyes at Jun Mohan and looked at him indifferently. "Your Highness, my name is not 'woman.' I have a name."
Leng Ruoli's voice was cool and calm.
Jun Mohan: "..."
Jun Mohan raised his hand and awkwardly touched his nose. But if he didn't call her 'woman,' what should he call her?
Just as Jun Mohan was feeling awkward, in the blink of an eye, Jun Mohan's carriage arrived at Prince Leng's Mansion.
As soon as the carriage stopped, Jun Mohan grabbed Leng Ruoli by her slender waist. Ignoring her screams, he used his Qinggong, stepped lightly, and immediately flew towards the mansion.
Unexpectedly, Jun Mohan brought Leng Ruoli to Ye Ying's room door, and then gently put her down.
After Leng Ruoli stabilized herself, she was so angry that she immediately cursed, "Jun Mohan, what's wrong with you! You keep abducting people."
Instantly, the atmosphere in the air became tense. The hidden guards, who were hidden in the dark, genuinely sweated for Leng Ruoli.
This Miss Leng was truly bold to scold their Prince. Had she never heard of the Prince's nickname, "Cold Fiend Yama"?
However, what surprised the hidden guards even more was that Jun Mohan wasn't angry at her scolding, nor did he kick her away. He simply raised an eyebrow and said, "You walk too slowly."
"..."
Talking to this man was truly tiring. Considering he had saved her life multiple times, she wouldn't argue with him this time.
Hearing the commotion inside, Yin Chen and a guard immediately came out to greet Jun Mohan and Leng Ruoli.
Both of them looked worried.
"Your subordinate pays his respects to Your Highness, Miss Leng!"
Jun Mohan waved his hand at them.
"Where is the injured person? I'll go in and take a look," Leng Ruoli said to Jun Mohan, giving him an annoyed glance.
Yin Chen pointed towards the room. "They are all inside."
Leng Ruoli immediately lifted her leg and walked into the room. A strong smell of blood assailed her nostrils. Just by smelling the blood, Leng Ruoli guessed that these two were severely injured.
At this moment, Imperial Physician Zhang and the two resident doctors of Prince Leng's Mansion were frantically trying to stop the bleeding of the injured person on the bed. Basin after basin of bloody water was filled.
The floor was also covered with straw ash, which was likely used to absorb blood and mask the smell of blood.
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