They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 104 Can I Kiss You?

Fang Yuerong listened to his invitation, and he pushed open the door, meeting a pair of firm yet tearful red eyes.

"Young Master Fang."

"Moon, put your things down and go out."

Yue'er put her things down and left the room, standing obediently at the door. Fang Yuerong actually wanted to hear the details of the story, knowing that he wouldn't get anything out of Wu Ziyan.

Fang Yuerong's curious face practically screamed, as if she was about to hand him a handful of melon seeds. She quite enjoyed listening to gossip; in her usual business dealings, she was always obsequious and never listened to the truth.

"What happened between you and her that makes you so angry with yourself?"

Han Yuxiu seemed to have figured things out. Although someone asked, he honestly told him everything that had happened. Fang Yuerong was also greatly shocked, at least more so than what he had seen with his own eyes.

"So what does her blood taste like?"

Han Yuxiu: ?

Fang Yuerong smiled and said, "Just kidding. There's no need to put such a heavy burden on yourself. Besides, he already said he'd like to go to your house to discuss marriage when he gets back. As a woman, it's probably wrong for her to save the man she admires."

“But my mother told me that I am a doctor.”

"Don't put so much pressure on yourself, really. Eat something, drink something, you still have things to do tomorrow."

Without even saying goodbye, Fang Yuerong stood up, went out, and closed the door. The moment he closed the door, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by an indescribable melancholy. No one in his life had ever risked their life for him.

"Moon, go and see that person."

"Oh, but the snacks are all with Young Master Han!"

"Then don't follow me. What use are you? I'll go by myself."

Their rooms weren't far apart; it only took a few steps to reach Wu Ziyan's room. She was lying weakly on the bed, just about to drift off to sleep, when she heard the door being pushed open.

"Who?"

"I."

"Isn't today a day off? We can talk about it tomorrow."

Fang Yuerong did not answer. Wu Ziyan only heard his footsteps getting closer and closer. She lazily raised her eyelids and glanced at him. His expression was not as relaxed as before.

"What's wrong? Is there anything our young master Fang can't handle?"

Fang Yuerong pointed to her chest: "Something's happened here."

Wu Ziyan just looked at him, gesturing for him to continue. He didn't care about a man's manners at all, and sat down on the edge of Wu Ziyan's bed without any regard for propriety, crossing one leg over the edge of the bed and supporting his face with his hand.

"Tell me, what did you gain from saving Han Hanyu? Was it his superior medical skills? His mother's superior medical skills? Or was it his handsome and caring appearance? Or did you think you would have saved anyone in that situation?"

Wu Ziyan waved her finger: "You're wrong about that."

"Then let me put it another way: you have the world in your heart, and you will save all the people of the Wu Dynasty."

"If I were in a high position, and all living beings were lowly, if I died, all living beings would die; if I lived, I would live a new life. Would I sacrifice myself to save one person?"

"Then why did you save him alone?"

"Why don't you ask? If you were in my shoes, would I have saved you?"

"If you don't tell me soon, I'm going to ask."

"Save me? Of course we'll save you! How can I live without you?" Wu Ziyan stared blankly at the ceiling above the bed.

Fang Yuerong could see no falsehood in her eyes; she was telling the truth. His heart skipped a beat, but then that businessman's smile returned to his face: "Then may I kiss you?"

"No, how can you do this to Lingchuan?"

Fang Yuerong laughed heartily, then recounted what had happened yesterday, told Wu Ziyan to rest well, and walked out the door. Her furrowed brows relaxed, and she realized there was a reason why so many men were surrounding her.

Wu Dynasty capital

As Wu Chengye was walking along the waterway, a masked man suddenly rushed out. He couldn't make out the shape of the man or tell him anything about his fighting skills, yet he dared to attack him in broad daylight.

After several rounds of fighting, with neither side gaining the upper hand, Huang Ziliang, wearing a veiled hat, appeared on the covered bridge at just the right moment. The wind lifted a corner of his hat, revealing a face that bore a striking resemblance to Sima Lingchuan.

Wu Chengye couldn't swim, so he was stuck by the waterway and was eventually knocked into the water by Chu Qiu. Without saying a word, Huang Ziliang jumped into the water and quickly swam up and pulled Wu Chengye out.

If it weren't for the fact that Changsun Boyu's disguise skills were so superb that his face didn't curl up at all when soaked in water, and he looked so lifelike.

When Wu Chengye was struggling underwater, she saw someone coming to rescue her, and she grasped at the person as if they were a lifeline. After being dragged to the side of the street, she spat out two mouthfuls of water before she could see the person's face clearly.

Everyone was shocked. Huang Ziliang's face was different from Sima Lingchuan's now, and he looked more like the thirteen or fourteen-year-old who had not fully grown up.

Adding to that the touch of crimson he deliberately revealed when he raised his jade-like arm, Wu Chengye was instantly overwhelmed.

Huang Ziliang didn't say another word to him, nor did he linger. He left directly, but as he left, he cleverly dropped a purse containing half a jade pendant.

As he walked into an alley, his heart was still pounding. Mo Baiyun leaned casually against the wall and said, "I admire Mr. Huang's brilliant strategy."

"Young Master Mo, I believe you have already prepared a false identity for me, so we can proceed to the second step."

"I never expected it to actually work!"

"I believe he'll be searching for me everywhere tomorrow."

At this moment, the surroundings had become noisy. Wu Chengye ordered the patrolmen to search for the man in black who had fought with her, but Chu Qiu tore off her mask and took off her clothes.

He calmly emerged from a house, even greeting the patrolling guards, as he was a well-known figure in the capital.

He was a man of the Chu family, so who would dare to suspect him? They went into the shop to question him, but found nothing amiss, and then left.

Going back to the day before, Huang Ziliang went to see Sima Lingchuan and stayed in his room for at least half an hour, talking about something.

But this morning, when Huang Ziliang went out, he sent someone to deliver a letter to Sima Lingchuan, and then he packed up and headed to Wu Chengye's residence.

He wanted to go too. After all, it had been almost half a month since he returned to the capital. Every time Sima Lingchuan went to visit his younger brother, he was refused entry at the door, with the reason being that his husband was ill and could not receive guests for the time being.

Sima Lingchuan was also worried. After all, the words written to him between the lines were painful to read, and now that he had come back and refused to see him, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Speaking of which, I am also the Second Prince's brother-in-law, so how can I not be considered an outsider! Today, you can let me in or not, you can let me in or not!" Sima Lingchuan rarely stood up for his brother like this.

He stood at the door, very dignified, his hands clasped in front of him, his gaze fixed firmly on the mansion gate. But inside, there were only servants coming and going; he couldn't even see any officials.