“Don’t be afraid. I will heal your wounds.”

Feng Jiu’er rose to her feet. “I’m going to fetch a basin of hot water. Don’t go anywhere.”

Right now, the wet nurse was gone, and Yanu had been badly injured. There was no one here but herself to do anything — not even a servant to be found.

Yanu moved to stand up, but Feng Jiu’er pressed him firmly back down.

“Don’t move. Your injuries may not be life-threatening, but for external wounds, they are by no means light.”

“I’ll be back very soon. Sit here and wait — and remember, do not move. That is an order.”

Yanu obeyed and sat still in the chair, watching her pick up the basin and leave.

Within those deep, handsome eyes of his, a complexity of emotion shone that no one else could quite read.

Ninth Miss… she was no longer that simpleton Feng Jiu’er. Just now, her movements had been swift, precise, and decisive — severing the tendons in both guards’ hands with blade technique wielded at just the right force…

Very soon, Feng Jiu’er returned carrying the hot water and began tending to Yanu’s wounds.

At first, Yanu still felt a little uneasy. But as she worked, he found himself thoroughly amazed.

The technique with which Feng Jiu’er dressed wounds was startlingly practiced and assured!

Cleansing, extracting splinters, applying medicine, closing the wounds — she moved with more deftness than even a seasoned wanderer of the martial world who had spent years treating injuries in the field!

Yanu simply watched Feng Jiu’er in silence, until she raised her eyes and gave him a mild glance. “You really don’t feel the pain?”

Yanu’s thick, ink-dark brows creased ever so slightly. It hurt — it hurt deeply.

“Yanu, the wet nurse’s death was no accident. There were hands behind it, pulling the strings. There is someone inside Feng Manor who has colluded with people on the outside — a hidden traitor. But I have not yet determined who it is.”

Yanu pressed his lips together and nodded, his gaze sincere and earnest. “…Mm.”

That voice — it was even lower and more resonant than Feng Jiu’er had expected!

Yanu’s voice was, in truth, rather pleasing to the ear. It was only that, for reasons unknown, he could no longer form complete words.

She gave a quiet sigh. “You should understand what I mean. Not a single piece of information that cannot be disclosed may be allowed to leak — there are eyes watching me from the shadows.”

The first group that had tried to abduct her the night before — it was possible their actions were connected to the wet nurse’s death. Unfortunately, before she could investigate any further, she had been carried off by the Sovereign of the Heaven Venerate Sect.

But those people, having come once, would certainly not let her go so easily.

They would come again…

“Yanu — shall I remove your trousers as well?” Having finished tending to the wounds on his upper body, Feng Jiu’er fetched a clean garment and draped it over his shoulders.

But the moment she mentioned removing his trousers, Yanu’s face went crimson, and both his hands clutched his waistband with a fierce, unyielding grip.

“…” If it were not for the fact that the wounds covering his body looked truly horrifying, Feng Jiu’er would surely have burst out laughing.

What was so alarming about removing his trousers? Did he have to be this tense? It was as though he was terrified she might suddenly snatch them off.

“If you won’t remove your trousers, that’s fine too — but then take this medicine and go deal with it yourself…”

Suddenly, Feng Jiu’er’s brow furrowed.

Yanu too leapt abruptly to his feet and moved quickly to pull on his upper garment.

The door to the room slammed open with a bang as someone kicked it in. Feng Qingyin, leading more than a dozen guards, surged inside.

“Feng Jiu’er, Yanu—” But her words never finished. She looked up and caught sight of Yanu in the midst of putting on his clothes.

Feng Qingyin’s eyes lit up, and a wave of delight surged through her heart.

“Feng Jiu’er! In broad daylight, you would actually do such a thing with Yanu! Someone — seize them both for me!”

Feng Qingyin stepped forward, her eyes gleaming with excited, barely-contained glee. “I am taking you both to see Father, so that Father may deal with you — this shameless, disgraceful pair!”