The excruciating pain in his chest and abdomen finally forced Yun Wenfang to kneel on one knee. His vision grew blurry, and he seemed unable to believe he had suddenly suffered such severe internal injuries. His expression even held a trace of bewilderment.
Only when he sensed someone standing before him did Yun Wenfang blink and raise his head.
"You..." Yun Wenfang seemed about to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he coughed up another mouthful of blood. Strangely, this act of vomiting cleared his mind somewhat, making him realize just how seriously he was injured.
Xiao Jingxi lowered his gaze slightly, looking down at Yun Wenfang kneeling on the ground. His expression was cold, as if the one who had just struck and injured someone wasn't him at all. "I recall saying before that you should be grateful your surname is Yun."
"Cough... cough... You... you actually know martial arts?" Yun Wenfang coughed violently for a moment, his gaze fixed on Xiao Jingxi with a complicated expression.
Xiao Jingxi didn't answer his question. Instead, he beckoned his guard over and calmly instructed, "Take two men and escort him back to the Yun Family. There might still be a chance to save him."
The guard immediately brought two subordinates forward to help Yun Wenfang up. Yun Wenfang's eyes remained fixed on Xiao Jingxi. Perhaps due to his blurred vision from the injury, the hatred and ferocity in his gaze had diminished considerably.
However, just before the guards dragged Yun Wenfang away, he struggled slightly, as if wanting to say something. But Xiao Jingxi cut him off with a single sentence: "Yun Wenfang, this is the last time."
Xiao Jingxi's words were light and soft, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet they sent a chill through everyone present. It felt like an oppressive pressure that made one's spine involuntarily bend.
Tong He, who had followed Xiao Jingxi for many years, understood that his master meant for Yun Wenfang not to challenge his tolerance any further. In fact, over all these years, he had never seen his master this angry, even though no emotional fluctuations showed on his master's face. Tong He thought that the Yun family's second young master truly ought to be grateful for his surname. If not for the face of Consort Dowager Yun and the Princess Consort, his fate today would certainly have been far worse than just serious injury.
Thinking this, Tong He discreetly knocked Yun Wenfang unconscious with a knife-hand strike before he could speak. Then, wiping cold sweat from his forehead, he signaled the guards to quickly take him away.
Xiao Jingxi didn't spare Yun Wenfang another glance, turning instead to board the carriage.
When Yun Wenfang was escorted back to the Yun Family by the Yanbei Prince's Mansion guards, it gave the Yun family quite a fright, especially with the bloodstains on his clothes and his deathly pale face—clear signs of serious injury.
Old Madam Yun asked the guards how Yun Wenfang had been injured. The guards were relatively respectful toward Old Madam Yun but replied, "It would be best to wait until Second Young Master Yun wakes up and ask him yourself. Second Young Master Yun has damaged his heart meridian and internal organs. Without timely treatment, his life may be in danger." After saying this, the guards excused themselves, citing official duties, regardless of what the Yun family might think.
Old Madam Yun and First Madam Yun were startled upon hearing this and hastily sent someone to summon a physician to the mansion.
Yun Wenting hurried over and, before the physician arrived, checked Yun Wenfang's pulse, his brow furrowing involuntarily.
"How... how is he?" First Madam Yun's face still held traces of panic, fearing she might hear something terrible from Yun Wenting.Yun Wenting's slightly furrowed brows relaxed a bit as he softly reassured his mother and grandmother, "Second Brother has a strong constitution. He'll be fine."
Just a little note here—don't mind the brevity. I'm just popping in before midnight to give everyone a heads-up.
The author hasn't been feeling well these past few days, with throbbing pain in the head and neck area, along with a persistent low-grade fever. I went for a gua sha treatment this afternoon, which seemed to help a bit with the headache, though I'm not sure when the marks from the treatment will fade. I've noticed my resistance has weakened quite a bit lately.
Also, I'll do my best to make up for the missed chapters this month tomorrow.
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