The next day.

The Third Prince’s Manor.

The heavy snow had stopped, and a bit of warm sunlight emerged. As the sunlight fell, the snowy ground was a sheet of silver-white, the glare causing people’s eyes to flicker slightly.

Early this morning, a guard came running hurriedly into the manor, heading straight for the main hall.

Na Tuo was sitting inside right now.

He sat upright, having sat like this the entire night!

The guard entered, somewhat trembling with fear. He came in and knelt on one knee, reporting, “Your Highness, this subordinate is incompetent—the assassins still escaped.”

Escaped!

Hearing these two words, Na Tuo’s expression changed drastically. Immediately burning with fury, he said, “Useless! All of you are useless.”

The guard said, “Please forgive this subordinate, Your Highness!”

“In such a short time, assassins have entered the manor twice, and each time you’ve let them escape. Just what are you doing?”

The guard trembled, “This subordinate is incompetent. But the assassins’ martial arts were too high. After escaping outside the manor, they vanished without a trace. This subordinate truly didn’t know where to pursue from, and was also worried about attracting people from the Second Prince’s side, so… could only return first to report to Your Highness.”

Just as he finished speaking—

After hearing this, Na Tuo immediately grabbed the teacup at hand and forcefully threw it at the guard.

The teacup smashed against the guard’s body and fell to the ground.

“Bang!”

Instantly shattered to pieces.

The guard didn’t dare move, pressing his body even lower to the ground, saying, “Please forgive this subordinate, Your Highness. This subordinate… truly had no other way. After those assassins ran out, they disappeared. We searched all night but found nothing. Your Highness, this subordinate truly tried his best. Please forgive this subordinate.”

“Forgive you? You failed in your duties and still want this prince to forgive you. Do you believe this prince can take your head right now!”

“Please forgive this subordinate, Your Highness.”

Na Tuo was so angry his eyeballs seemed ready to pop out.

The manor’s failure to find the assassins was tantamount to harshly slapping himself in the face.

And he couldn’t even cry out in pain.

If Na Yan found out about this, he would probably scheme against him again.

Thinking of this, his whole body turned cold, and he ground his teeth in frustration!

At this moment, he truly wished he could tear those assassins apart with his bare hands. Unfortunately, unable to find those assassins, this ball of fire could only smolder in his chest.

He clenched his fists tightly and rebuked sharply, “Get out! All of you get out!”

In the current situation, no one wanted to stay here.

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly withdrew.

Afraid this fire would truly ignite.

By then, it might burn until not even ashes remained.

Na Tuo remained alone in the hall, beginning to smash things with crackling sounds.

Tables and chairs were all destroyed by him.

Those porcelain items were also smashed to pieces.

Like setting off firecrackers.

People outside didn’t dare approach.

Much less did anyone dare enter.

At a time like this, even the boldest person wouldn’t dare pluck a tiger’s whiskers.

Na Tuo stood in the center of the hall burning with fury, rage blazing in his eyes.

…

On the other side.

After last night’s dangerous fierce battle, Jingrong and the others had rested for a night and had more or less recovered their energy.

Early this morning, Li Cheng sent someone to notify Ji Yunshu, saying that after a full day of searching, the City Department from top to bottom had finally found several places similar to the door studs.

Telling Ji Yunshu to come quickly!

Since Lang Bo was injured, Jingrong and Ji Yunshu didn’t notify him. And because Bai Yin still had to wait for Lian Que to come retrieve the sword, he also remained at the residence.

At this moment, just as they left, Lang Bo woke up.

He had slept well the entire night and was much more spirited. The wound on his arm had also improved considerably.

As soon as he got up, Song Zhi had already prepared food for him.

“Master Lang, you’re awake. I made some light dishes for you. Please eat a little—don’t mind if what I made isn’t good.”

Lang Bo asked, “Master Song, you’ve troubled yourself. Actually, I could have made it myself.”

“You’re injured—how could I let you do it? Besides, I had nothing to do early this morning anyway.”

Lang Bo felt truly embarrassed.

Looking at the three dishes and one soup arranged on the table.

Egg soup, pea shoots, tofu, lettuce.

The presentation was all quite good.

Lang Bo had just sat down when he suddenly thought of something and asked, “By the way, where is my master?”

Song Zhi said, “Someone from the City Department came earlier. Master Jing and Miss Ji went over.”

“Why didn’t they notify me? Then I’ll go too!” He stood up intending to go out.

But was held back by Song Zhi. “Master Jing instructed to let you stay here and recover from your injury. You’d better not go—eat something first.”

Lang Bo said, “This little injury of mine is nothing.”

“You lost so much blood last night—how could it be nothing! You should listen to Master Jing’s words and rest well. Besides, Master Jing specifically instructed this—don’t make it difficult for me.”

“You’re making it difficult for me.”

“I’m just following Master Jing’s words. He instructed me, and I agreed. So if you really go over now, it will be difficult for me.”

“…”

After being persuaded, Lang Bo reluctantly agreed to stay.

He could only sit down and eat the food Song Zhi had prepared.

With one bite, his eyes immediately lit up.

“Master Song, you made this?”

“Yes.”

“I never imagined you scholars would be so skilled at cooking too.”

“As the saying goes, ‘In books there are houses of gold, in books there are beauties like jade.’ I’ve also read some cookbooks, which is why I can cook.”

“Truly impressive.” Lang Bo stuffed vegetables in his mouth while praising, “If I have the chance in the future, I’ll also get a few books to read.”

Song Zhi smiled without speaking, only feeling his whole body aching. He clenched his fists and gently pounded his thighs and neck.

Lang Bo saw this.

He asked, “Master Song, are you all right?”

“I’m fine.”

“Then why are you patting your thighs?”

“I… probably accidentally fell.”

“Fell?” Lang Bo was skeptical.

Song Zhi nodded, “Yes, I fell.”

“How did you fall on your legs? And also on your neck? Your injuries aren’t minor—you’d better quickly find a physician to look at them.”

“No need, no need. Actually, it’s not too bad.” He smiled, his expression nonchalant.

Lang Bo didn’t continue asking further.

He just held the bowl of egg soup and drank it.

Song Zhi also continued pounding his thighs and rubbing his neck.

Last night, he had been pressed by Lang Bo until his whole body ached!

Moreover, that fellow also liked to snore and grind his teeth at night, and even liked to talk in his sleep.

That entire night, Song Zhi had nearly gone mad.

But because that fellow was an injured person, he was too embarrassed to push him away, and also too embarrassed to disturb his sleep.

So the entire night, he just lay in bed motionless, allowing that fellow to press on him at will.

And at this moment, that fellow was now eating, not knowing how happy he was.

Holding a bowl of egg soup, he ate it completely clean.

Still with an expression of insatiable desire.

Soon, those other three dishes were also finished by him.

Song Zhi had originally made some for himself too, but never expected it would all be eaten by him. He could only sit to the side swallowing his saliva, sitting silently.

Not saying a word…