"Hahaha... Those who oppose me never end well. Be you demon or whatever else, go to hell!"
Su Yunmo struggled to get up.
But her entire body had turned to stone. Not only could she not rise, but she felt her consciousness draining away, her very brain about to petrify.
She saw the cleaver glinting with a chilling light under the sun.
Jiang Yufei's features contorted into a sinister expression. "You can't escape!"
The cleaver suddenly descended.
But before it could touch Su Yunmo, Jiang Yufei froze.
Disbelief bloomed on her face. Her grip loosened, and the cleaver clattered to the ground. Before she could even turn around, she toppled over.
Behind her, Luoluo held a staff in both hands, panting heavily.
Moments later, the staff fell, and she too collapsed.
Su Yunmo tried to call out to her, but her vision suddenly went black.
"Miss..." Luoluo crawled towards Su Yunmo, dragging a long trail of blood behind her.
She used all her strength to pull Su Yunmo into her embrace, wiping the blood from Su Yunmo's face.
But it was no use; the blood continued to flow, unstoppable.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay, you'll be alright. I'll take you home now."
Luoluo slung her onto her back. Su Yunmo was not heavy, but even the slightest weight was still a burden.
And that weight now pressed entirely onto Luoluo's wounds.
Luoluo grunted, and the road before her began to blur.
"Must save Miss, must save her..."
Miss was only five years old. She had suffered so much before.
Now that Madam had brought her back, and General had finally accepted her, she was about to have a good life. She couldn't die now.
Luoluo gritted her teeth and carried Su Yunmo, as if bearing a mountain, leaving bloody footprints step by step towards the city gates.
The journey was long. After a considerable time, they had only just left the outskirts of the city.
The scenery before them turned gray.
Luoluo was only holding on by sheer will, but finally, she could no longer endure and fell to the ground.
Suddenly, someone grabbed her arm, pulling her up from the ground. The weight on her back abruptly lessened.
Luoluo startled and quickly looked back. Upon seeing the person, her hanging heart finally settled. "Save Miss."
After saying this, she completely lost consciousness.
Ye Jingyu held Su Yunmo with one arm, a cold light flashing in his eyes. "Qianxue, prepare the carriage!"
Qianxue hoisted Luoluo onto her shoulder, said "Yes," and let out a loud whistle, her eyes still filled with worry.
Fortunately, the young lady had the Qianqing Gu within her.
Although normally the Master could influence the young lady's emotions, if the young lady encountered danger, the Master could also sense it.
If not for this, today would have been perilous!
Ying Xiao quickly led the horses over.
Ye Jingyu was the first to carry Su Yunmo into the carriage.
In reality, it would have been faster to use his Qinggong to take Su Yunmo back to the capital, but he didn't know where Su Yunmo was injured, and severe wounds could not withstand too much jolting.
Moreover, Luoluo's condition made it impossible to drag her for such a long distance.
After they all boarded the carriage, Ying Xiao drove towards the General's Mansion.
"Su Yunmo! Su Yunmo!" Ye Jingyu called out tentatively, but received no response.
"Damn it!" The young man cursed inwardly, his dark eyes flickering with boundless panic.
Qianxue, while tending to Luoluo's wounds, clearly saw Ye Jingyu's hands trembling.
Except for the time with Consort Liang, this was the first time in years she had seen the Master lose control of his emotions.
Ye Jingyu quickly and carefully unbuttoned Su Yunmo's clothes. He saw no external wounds, yet the bleeding would not stop.
The Liuli Lock rolled onto the ground.
It was not glowing, but it was trembling, as if resonating with the current physical state of its master.
Ye Jingyu clenched his fists, desperately trying to calm himself.
The little one had said the Liuli Lock reacted to him, meaning that both he and the little one were special individuals recognized by the Liuli Lock.
Therefore...
Ye Jingyu grasped the Liuli Lock with one hand and placed his other hand on Su Yunmo's chest.
His internal energy slowly flowed into her.
Qianxue, having just finished bandaging Luoluo's wounds, looked up and exclaimed in surprise, "Master, the young lady is reacting!"
The Liuli Lock emitted a faint glow.
Su Yunmo's seven orifices, from which blood had been flowing, seemed to be recovering, and the bleeding gradually stopped.
At the same time, the Liuli Lock turned red, its color deepening bit by bit.
It looked as if it were absorbing Su Yunmo's blood through Ye Jingyu.
And Su Yunmo's completely blood-red hair began to fade from the tips, gradually returning to normal.
Qianxue placed Luoluo on a soft couch and quickly went to check Su Yunmo's breathing, exclaiming with joy, "Master, the young lady's breathing is stable, she's alright!"
"Pfft~" Ye Jingyu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Liuli Lock's glow faded, returning to its normal state.
"Master!" Qianxue was stunned and quickly went to support him.
In that instant, a red light flashed in Ye Jingyu's eyes, just like Su Yunmo's.
However, it was fleeting, like an illusion.
He took a deep breath and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. "It's nothing."
The Liuli Lock's power was far greater than he had imagined, and far more difficult to control than he had imagined.
The little person in his arms stirred.
Ye Jingyu re-embraced her, wiped the blood from her face, and then buried his head in her chest.
His heart pounded strongly.
Ye Jingyu closed his eyes, holding her tightly.
Thank goodness, thank goodness.
"Master, we've arrived at the General's Mansion," Ying Xiao called from outside.
Then the carriage curtain was lifted, revealing Zi Yuan's panicked face. "Master!"
"She's fine. Take her back," Ye Jingyu leaned against the carriage wall, not moving.
Qianxue knew her Master needed time to recover, so she helped take Su Yunmo down and sent Ying Xiao to escort Luoluo into the mansion as well.
When she returned, Ye Jingyu was still leaning in the same spot, not moving.
"Master?" Qianxue called out softly, testing.
Ye Jingyu opened his eyes, a cold surprise in their depths. "To the outskirts!"
Qianxue understood and drove the carriage towards the outskirts.
Su Yunmo's injury was easy to locate. Guided by Luoluo's bloody footprints, they followed the trail to a dilapidated temple.
Inside the temple lay two servants who had been bludgeoned to death.
The ground was covered in blood. The temple had collapsed, with stones and wood scattered everywhere.
A cleaver lay on the ground. Only this cleaver had blood on it, and it matched the wound on Luoluo's face, making it instantly recognizable.
Qianxue retrieved a token from one of the corpses. "Master, they are household servants of the Marquis of Jiang's estate."
The Marquis of Jiang's estate, Jiang Yufei!
Ye Jingyu picked up the cleaver, a murderous glint in his eyes, and turned to leave with large strides.
Qianxue, seeing the murderous aura radiating from him, quickly stepped forward to stop him.
"Master, please calm your anger. Our court officials are already making moves, and you will soon gain a foothold in the court. This is not the time to confront the Marquis of Jiang's estate directly!"
"Move aside!" Ye Jingyu's thin lips moved, and the two words carried boundless menace.
Qianxue was pushed aside, frantically calling out, "Ying Xiao, quickly stop Master!"
Ying Xiao stepped forward.
Ye Jingyu, however, was a step ahead, leaving with Qinggong.
"This is bad!" Qianxue was sweating profusely with anxiety.
She knew the young lady was special to the Master, but she had never imagined the Master's emotions would spiral so out of control.
"Quickly go to the Marquis of Jiang's estate, hurry! You must not let Master act!"