Back at the Cold King's manor, the guards were stunned to see Leng Ruo Li and Jun Mo Han flying back together. The Prince had found his Consort.
As soon as they touched the ground, Jun Mo Han coughed up a mouthful of blood. In his battle with the demon, not only was the demon heavily wounded, but he himself was also not lightly injured. It was just that Jun Mo Han had been holding on, unwilling to expose his vulnerable side to the enemy.
"Jun Mo Han, how are you?" Leng Ruo Li asked with concern.
"I'm fine, just help me back to my room to rest."
Jun Mo Han glanced at Leng Ruo Li. With the woman he liked back by his side, he felt much more at ease.
Leng Ruo Li slowly helped him back to his room and laid him down to rest. He soon fell into a muddled sleep.
Leng Ruo Li wanted to examine his body, but Jun Mo Han tightly gripped her hand, refusing to let go.
"Li'er, don't leave me, don't leave me," Jun Mo Han murmured in his sleep.
Leng Ruo Li's heart was immediately touched. She never expected this icy figure to have such a vulnerable side.
She glanced around the room. It was still filled with celebratory decorations. This was supposed to be her and Jun Mo Han's wedding chamber, but after Ming Jiu Xiao's disruptive antics, it had become a mockery.
As she thought...
Leng Ruo Li extended her other hand and unconsciously stroked Jun Mo Han's face. His features were sculpted and handsome, cold and resolute. If this man wasn't such an icy figure, his masculine aura would surely have captivated countless women in the world!
However, Jun Mo Han's complexion was very unusual. His entire face was flushed, and his forehead felt scorching hot. This fellow must have a fever.
"Jun Mo Han, I won't leave. You're sick, let go of my hand quickly, and I'll treat you."
Leng Ruo Li leaned close to Jun Mo Han's ear and whispered softly. Only then did he slowly release the small hand he had been gripping tightly.
Thus, Leng Ruo Li quickly took out a thermometer to measure his temperature. A moment later, she pulled out the thermometer and looked at it. Good heavens, Jun Mo Han had a fever of 39 degrees Celsius.
She immediately gave Jun Mo Han a full physical examination and found that his body was not in serious condition, merely a case of cold entering the body, a common fever.
Leng Ruo Li decisively administered a fever-reducing injection to Jun Mo Han. Soon, Jun Mo Han began to sweat profusely.
Afterward, she asked Yin Chen, who was guarding the door, to fetch a basin of warm water, and she spent the entire night wiping Jun Mo Han's sweat.
In the middle of the night, Leng Ruo Li stayed by Jun Mo Han's side, not daring to leave even half a step. This was because she had too many enemies, and she feared that someone might take advantage of his vulnerability to strike her by surprise.
Coincidentally, a figure within the Cold King's manor quietly approached the courtyard where Jun Mo Han was located.
Leng Ruo Li, a top agent in her past life, had extremely sharp senses. Hearing a sound from the rooftop, she immediately became vigilant.
Then, the person, thinking they were undiscovered, carefully removed a roof tile and peered down...
Leng Ruo Li swiftly took out three poisoned silver needles from her "sleeve" and flicked them towards the rooftop. However, the person easily dodged them and fled rapidly.
Yin Chen, Ye Ying, and the guards in the courtyard, hearing the commotion on the roof, quickly flew onto the rooftop to pursue the dark figure. Yin Chen and Ye Ying soon caught up with them, and a fierce battle ensued between them and the masked figure.
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Yin Chen and Ye Ying, working together, apprehended the masked person on the spot. The two escorted the captive to Leng Ruo Li's chamber door.
"Consort, we've caught her," Yin Chen said respectfully from outside the door.
"Hmm, I'll come out and see him/her."
Leng Ruo Li opened the door at a leisurely pace and walked out of the room.
Upon seeing Leng Ruo Li emerge, the masked figure immediately tried to play the emotional card.
"Eldest Miss, it's Mama Hua." Mama Hua removed her veil and said pitifully to Leng Ruo Li.
"Mama Hua, why are you not sleeping at this hour and wandering into my courtyard?"
Leng Ruo Li asked deliberately.
"Eldest Miss, I heard from the servants that you had returned, and I just wanted to come and see you."
"Oh? Then why didn't you come directly through the main gate to see me? Why did you climb onto the roof and spy on us?"
"I was afraid Eldest Miss wouldn't want to see me, so..."
The fake Mama Hua attempted to quibble.
Unexpectedly, Leng Ruo Li interrupted her.
"Enough! You don't need to argue anymore, I already know your identity."
Upon hearing this, the fake Mama Hua was slightly taken aback, but then she quickly regained her composure.
"Eldest Miss, have you forgotten how many times I saved your life back then?"
The fake Mama Hua tried to continue playing the emotional card.
"I haven't forgotten, but the person who saved me was not you."
Leng Ruo Li's sharp eyes swept over the fake Mama Hua.
"I've already found out who you are. You are Lin Feng's mother, Poison Granny's daughter. Others call you Aunt Lan, and you are also one of the Ten Great Killers of the Dark Night Pavilion. Am I correct?"
Leng Ruo Li said calmly, slowly walking up to her and using her long fingernails to pry off the human skin mask on her face.
A well-preserved face instantly appeared before them.
"Well, you're already of age, and you've kept your old face so well-maintained. Look at your smooth, fair complexion. I wonder what would happen if I gently drew a knife across it."
As she spoke, she took a scalpel from her sleeve and gestured near Aunt Lan's face.
"You dare? You little slut first killed my mother, and then caused my Feng'er to become disabled. I will definitely seek retribution for these grievances from you and that brat Jun Mo Han."
Aunt Lan glared at Leng Ruo Li with malicious eyes, gritting her teeth.
Leng Ruo Li ignored her words and lightly drew two slashes on her face with the scalpel, causing blood to gush out.
Aunt Lan's face was instantly filled with panic. She tried to break free and escape, but being an elderly woman, her strength was naturally no match for a younger person. After struggling for a long time, she couldn't break free from Yin Chen and Ye Ying's grasp. After a while, she quieted down. At this moment, a miraculous scene occurred on Aunt Lan's face. The two cuts that Leng Ruo Li had made began to miraculously heal, stunning Leng Ruo Li and the others.
What kind of monster is this person?
The wounds could automatically heal.
"What's wrong with your face?" Leng Ruo Li asked directly.
"Heh! Scared, aren't you? I possess magic, and you can't harm me," Aunt Lan said dismissively.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, Chu Ming Xuan's voice came from the courtyard entrance.
"Consort, this woman has administered a beauty charm to herself. As long as the beauty charm on her body is undone, her wounds will not be able to recover so quickly," Chu Ming Xuan explained slowly.
His words were like a thunderclap to Aunt Lan.