As Su Xiaoqi thought of this, Shen Yun also reminded her in a low voice, "He is the heir of Prince Ning."
The heir of Prince Ning, Su Xiaoqi guessed.
Mainly because of his extremely eye-catching eyebrows, low at both ends and high in the middle, full of comedic effect.
How could Shen Yun tolerate him speaking to Su Xiaoqi like this? His deep eyes instantly filled with frost, exuding terrifying intensity.
The heir of Prince Ning met his gaze abruptly and was startled, quickly avoiding the frost-faced Shen Yun.
But he quickly recovered.
Today he had come to settle accounts with them, and who was he? The dignified heir of Prince Ning.
Which young noble in the capital didn't show him some respect? Did he need to be afraid of someone from a common background like this?
He bolstered himself and met Shen Yun's gaze. Unfortunately, he was too short, only reaching Shen Yun's ear when he stood before him. To meet Shen Yun's eyes, he either had to stand on tiptoe or look up.
However, both actions were extremely undignified. He beckoned to his follower behind him, and a servant stepped forward, smiling fawningly at him.
"Crouch down," the heir of Prince Ning commanded.
The servant immediately obeyed, hunching his back and prostrating himself like a dog before him.
Shen Fu tilted his head and stepped onto his back without hesitation.
Judging by his familiar manner, he must have done this sort of thing many times.
However, he went up alone, without anyone to support him. As soon as he stepped up, he slid down from the other side.
He thought for a moment, then called for two people to support him on his left and right, and then he stood steadily on the servant's back.
"You, you are that Shen Yun from Bashu?" Finally, being a little taller than Shen Yun, Shen Fu found his confidence and became arrogant.
Shen Yun frowned and stared at him.
In his opinion, this so-called heir of Prince Ning, Shen Fu, was as disgusting as a clown.
If not for his status, with his behavior, he would have had his legs broken countless times by common thugs in the streets.
"It is I. What business do you have?" Shen Yun really didn't want to deal with him, but his status was there.
Although he wasn't afraid of him, it wasn't appropriate for him to show displeasure before Shen Fu lost his temper.
Just as he thought, Shen Fu clapped his hands and said loudly, "Hmph, good! Someone, arrest him."
Having been in the capital for so long, Shen Yun had naturally heard of the heir of Prince Ning's reckless reputation.
From the moment he saw him, he had guarded against this move.
Seeing the King of Ning's guards swarm forward, he was not afraid. He pulled Su Xiaoqi back, leaving the battlefield to Zhang Lei and Zhang Yu.
These were just ordinary retainers, not even guards of the prince's mansion, and they had no real skill. Ten or eight of them were not enough for the two of them to spar with.
As expected, within half an hour of Zhang Lei and Zhang Yu entering the fray, all the approaching retainers were knocked to the ground.
Groans echoed everywhere.
"You, you dare to hit my men, you, you are courting death." Shen Fu was furious. He jumped down and rushed towards Shen Yun with red eyes.
Shen Yun saw that he was unarmed and was only charging with brute force. He couldn't even spare him a glance.
With his small frame, he would be the one at a disadvantage if he collided.
Shen Yun had already secretly prepared to make Shen Fu, who was charging, suffer a great loss.
Given his status, if he didn't act personally, Shen Yun probably wouldn't be able to lay a hand on him.
But if he charged and injured himself, then no one could be blamed.
Just as Shen Yun was about to gather his internal energy, intending to injure Shen Fu with it, he noticed a silver glint in the hand hidden in his sleeve, and a sharp dagger was thrust towards him.
Upon discovering this, he quickly dodged to the side. His peripheral vision caught sight of Su Xiaoqi nearby.
If he dodged, the dagger would stab Su Xiaoqi.
Without a moment's hesitation, he stood his ground and blocked with his right hand.
Su Xiaoqi, standing close, saw all these changes.
Seeing Shen Fu's dagger about to stab Shen Yun's right arm.
She thought that with such a sharp dagger, if it were to strike, his right arm would be crippled.
"Shen Yun, be careful." Su Xiaoqi lunged forward almost reflexively, throwing herself in front of Shen Yun and blocking him with her back.
The dagger, as expected, pierced her shoulder and back.
"Ah..." Su Xiaoqi grunted in pain and fainted into his arms.
"My wife!" Shen Yun cried out. He held Su Xiaoqi, his hands covered in blood. He looked at the blood on his hands in a daze, not knowing what to do for a moment.
All he knew in his heart was that his wife was injured, his wife couldn't be hurt.
Shen Fu saw that he hadn't stabbed Shen Yun but Su Xiaoqi, and she was bleeding profusely.
The dagger was covered in blood, and his hands were also stained. He was startled, dropped the dagger, and fled with his men.
Zhang Lei and Zhang Yu moved closer to Shen Yun. Seeing Su Xiaoqi like this, and Shen Yun standing there in a daze, seemingly not knowing what to do.
Zhang Yu immediately became anxious and shouted at Shen Yun, "Master, quickly stop the bleeding and get a doctor! Hurry!"
Shen Yun's heart ached as the pain surged. He was jolted awake by Zhang Yu's shouting. He reacted and immediately took out the hemostatic medicine that Su Xiaoqi had previously prepared and put on him.
His hands trembled as he sprinkled it on her, tore off a piece of his clothes to bandage her, picked her up, and rushed to the carriage that Zhang Lei had driven over.
Pain, heart-wrenching pain.
Su Xiaoqi woke up. She was woken by the pain.
"My wife, my wife, you're awake." Shen Yun was leaning by the bed. As soon as he heard movement, he immediately sat up straight and instinctively reached for her hand.
But seeing her pale face and lips as white as paper, he remembered her injury and quickly withdrew his hand.
Yet, he was still worried, so he wanted to touch her cheek. Seeing that Su Xiaoqi's tears were already flowing, he wanted to wipe away her tears with his sleeve.
For a moment, he didn't know where to place his hands.
Su Xiaoqi looked at him like that, her heart feeling somewhat complicated. He was genuinely worried now, wasn't he?
Seeing that the usual indifference and calmness on his face were gone, his handsome face was filled with anxious worry.
The worry contained in his handsome brows and star-like eyes made her heart ache.
She couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, "Shen Yun, I'm in pain."
Shen Yun's heart immediately fluttered. His voice trembled, "My wife, my wife, what can I do so that you won't be in pain?"
He wished the injury was on him.
It should have been on him, but it was detestable that he, who had planned for every contingency, was outmaneuvered by that dog, Shen Fu.
If he had known Shen Fu would use a dagger, he wouldn't have waited in the original spot planning to injure himself with his body.
He would have definitely pulled his wife away to a safe distance.
Unfortunately, time does not flow backward, and he had no chance to do it again.
His heart tightened. He would not let this blood debt go unresolved.
Shen Yun's eyes, stained with hatred, were particularly terrifying. His eyes were filled with frost, and within them, cold glints were quenched.
Su Xiaoqi was frightened. She felt like she was seeing Shen Yun after he had turned black. Her heart trembled, and she nervously reached out to touch Shen Yun's chest, her voice hoarse as she said,
"Shen Yun, I, I'm scared. Hug me."
Su Xiaoqi's soft, hoarse voice pulled Shen Yun back to reality. He reacted, realizing that his previous demeanor had been somewhat too terrifying and had scared Su Xiaoqi.
He quickly bent down, lowered his head, and placed his hands on the pillow, holding her loosely in his arms.
"Husband, don't worry, I'm fine," Su Xiaoqi whispered near his ear.
Shen Yun's heart stirred, and he gently kissed her cheek.
Su Xiaoqi painstakingly turned her head and kissed him back.
Shen Yun's eyes curved slightly. Finally, with Su Xiaoqi's gentle comfort, he managed to hide the ferocity and gloom on his face.
Su Xiaoqi breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that some things were predestined. Even if her presence could change some of them, the effect would be minimal.