In the cool evening breeze, she leaned against Jingrong’s solid chest. Because the wind was too cold, she burrowed deeper into his embrace!

Jingrong seemed to unconsciously hold her even tighter.

It was just like when they were still in Houliao. Back when she hadn’t yet learned to ride, Jingrong would hold her firmly like this as they galloped across the vast grasslands…

**Wen Residence**

The Great General’s residence was indeed different. During the day it was fine, but once night fell, many soldiers patrolled the estate. The security was tight and extremely strict. Ordinary people simply couldn’t enter, and even if they did manage to get in, they might not be able to get back out.

Jingrong easily entered while holding her slender form, perfectly avoiding the soldiers. Finally, he brought her to the outside of a courtyard in the West Garden. The courtyard gate was open. Inside was quiet, with no one guarding it. Perhaps at this late hour everyone had gone to sleep. However, the main room still had its lamp lit, so the person inside should still be awake.

They hid to one side of the gate.

Ji Yunshu asked, “Where is this?”

“Where Wen Cong lives. The room still has a lamp burning, so he probably hasn’t slept yet. You should go in.”

Hmm?

Ji Yunshu was somewhat puzzled. “How do you know Wen Cong is here?”

“There’s nothing about the Wen residence’s layout that I don’t know.”

He had been ordered by Su Ziluo to take the lives of the Wen family, so naturally he had thoroughly memorized the layout here.

Ji Yunshu didn’t continue asking. She looked around, worried that soldiers might come by. “You should leave first. If you’re discovered, it won’t be easy to escape. I’ll find a way to leave on my own later.”

Jingrong didn’t say anything, only made a sound of acknowledgment. Then with a leap, he disappeared into the darkness.

Just like a gust of wind!

Coming without trace, leaving without shadow!

She had to admit, after three years apart, Jingrong’s martial arts had improved considerably.

She withdrew her gaze from the darkness, looked around, then walked to the main room’s door and knocked a few times.

“Who is it?”

“This young lady Ji Yunshu has come to visit.”

There was no sound from inside, silent and still, until a shadow inside approached. Only then did the door open in response.

When Wen Cong saw her, he was extremely shocked. Setting aside how she had suddenly left from Ning’an Manor, now she had suddenly appeared again, and with the moon already tilted in the sky at such a late hour, it truly made one feel quite perplexed.

“Miss Ji?”

Ji Yunshu was always courteous to her elders. She didn’t want to beat around the bush, so she said directly, “To disturb you so late is truly improper, but there is a matter I must request, so I had no choice but to come.”

If you need to request something, then request it, but why so late?

Wen Cong invited her inside to sit and poured her a cup of tea. “First drink some tea to warm yourself.”

“Thank you.”

Having ridden all the way here, her body was indeed terribly cold, her bones constantly trembling. After drinking a cup of hot tea, she felt much more comfortable and her body warmed up.

Wen Cong didn’t ask what matter she needed to request. Instead, he asked, “Miss Ji, where have you been these past few days?”

She said, “I had some important matters to handle, which is why I left ahead of time. Because it was too rushed, I didn’t have time to inform anyone.”

“I see!”

“To be honest, I came to find you tonight because of Miss Huazheng. I wonder if you know her?”

How could he not know her?

Back then, the entire capital of Yanjing was in an uproar over her!

How could he not know?

Huazheng was the number one beauty of Yanjing. Countless men were willing to squander their entire fortunes to win her favor. Countless men even fought until their heads were broken and bleeding over her. For those two years, she enjoyed honors that no other woman had, the center of everyone’s attention, she alone. Such a woman should have continued to occupy every man’s gaze in Yanjing, yet for some unknown reason a year ago, her fame greatly diminished. She gradually faded from people’s sight, and now very few people mentioned her anymore!

Even when discussing Yanjing’s number one beauty again, people seemed unable to recall the person called Huazheng!

Wen Cong said, “I know of her, but why do you ask about this?”

Ji Yunshu said, “Miss Huazheng contracted some unknown illness. A year ago she suddenly fell ill and has never risen since. She lives on medicine every day. She’s seen practically every physician, but none have cured her. Now she’s been in a coma for a year and still hasn’t awakened. At this rate, who knows how much longer she can hold on.”

“No wonder there’s been so little news of her this past year.” Wen Cong was somewhat surprised and suddenly understood.

Ji Yunshu continued, “Therefore, I came so late specifically to request that Divine Physician Wen intervene to save her.”

When Wen Cong heard this, his expression paused slightly, his brows furrowed. “What is this Miss Huazheng to you?”

“Nothing at all, just someone I met by chance.”

“Since you only met by chance, why would you go to the trouble of requesting this favor from me?”

“I know this puts you in a difficult position, and I know you don’t save just anyone, but since I’ve come, naturally I intend to request until you agree.”

Wen Cong smiled and picked up the tea beside him, taking a sip. He said, “You’re so certain I’ll agree?”

If she weren’t fully confident, she wouldn’t have come!

“You promised Young Master Wen that you would cure the cold syndrome in my body. So consider this a transaction between us. If you save Miss Huazheng, you won’t need to cure the cold syndrome in my body.”

“Interesting!” Wen Cong smiled again, his eyes falling on Ji Yunshu with considerable amusement. “In these past few decades, no one has ever made a deal with me like this. You’re the first!”

“So do you agree or not?”

“I agree, of course I agree!” Wen Cong was extremely straightforward.

Ji Yunshu wasn’t the least bit surprised. Someone as eccentric as Wen Cong naturally didn’t like to play by the rules, so his way of handling matters was also quite unique. Ji Yunshu could only prescribe the right medicine to suit his taste, and the facts proved that this prescription was rather effective.

“Then I must trouble Divine Physician Wen to make a trip to Cuiyue Pavilion tomorrow.”

Wen Cong said, “You can rest assured, since I’ve agreed, I will certainly use everything I’ve learned in my life to save her.”

“Thank you.”

“However…” Wen Cong’s tone paused, his eyes darkening slightly as he asked, “Is this worth it for you? I must warn you—the cold syndrome in your body has already dispersed throughout. Although it won’t take your life, the cold symptoms will make you wish you were dead. I can give you one more chance. Do you still want to make this choice?”

“If I hadn’t thought it through, naturally I wouldn’t have come.”

“Good. This is your own choice, so I’ll agree to it.”

Ji Yunshu stood up and bowed. “I entrust everything to Divine Physician Wen. It’s getting late, so I won’t continue to disturb you.”

Wen Cong didn’t try to keep her, nor did he ask further questions. He only said, “You can leave through the back gate on the left side. No one guards there, and no one will come by.”

“Also, please don’t tell Young Master Wen about my visit to see you. Just let them think I’ve left.”

The reason she came at night was precisely to avoid Wen Che and Wen Yu!

Wen Cong understood. “You can rest assured.”

“Then I’ll take my leave.”

“I won’t see you out!”

Ji Yunshu smiled slightly and turned to leave.

From beginning to end, Wen Cong didn’t ask much. Perhaps he felt that the more one asked, the more secrets one carried in their heart, so he simply asked nothing at all, settling everything once and for all.

Ji Yunshu followed his directions and left through the unguarded side gate, but unexpectedly, Jingrong was waiting outside.

He stood in the darkness, arms crossed, holding that long sword, his face cold and stern.

“Didn’t you leave?” Ji Yunshu’s tone carried some happiness.

Jingrong glanced at her and said, “Did you plan to walk back?”

Uh!

How awkward!

Ji Yunshu was speechless.

“Let’s go!” Jingrong prepared to mount his horse.

Ji Yunshu suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

“What is it?”

“Let’s walk for a bit. Riding the horse is too cold. We can ride back after we get tired from walking.” That’s what she said.

Jingrong thought about it. It seemed he was naturally unable to refuse her, so he led the horse forward.

Ji Yunshu followed closely beside him.

Under the black night, on the long road there were only the two of them, with only the lanterns outside the shops on both sides casting their light, illuminating the path ahead.

Ji Yunshu looked at him and asked, “Don’t you want to ask whether Wen Cong agreed?”

Jingrong said coldly, “Since you chose to do this, naturally you were confident.”

“The one who understands me best is still you after all.”

He chose to remain silent.

Ji Yunshu breathed in the cool air and suddenly let out a sigh. “I really wish I could stay with you like this forever. Even if we had nothing, even without caring what lies ahead, as long as we’re together, everything would be fine.”