Don't be tempted, sir

Chapter 138 Public Outrage

She had seen the original wound. Last time he was unconscious and hung up in Feiyu Pavilion, the serious puncture wound was full of blood. Now she could really see the traces of the skin and muscles around the wound being torn and healed, as well as the needle holes left by the stitches. She thought it was just a scar, but she never thought it would be torn and healed again and again.

Now there was another bloody hole on her left shoulder near the original scar. Shen Yining's heart was clenched in her chest, and she felt suffocated by self-blame and guilt. She didn't know, there were so many things she didn't know, and Pianpian herself ended up hurting him the most.

I quickly wiped my tears and helped him stop the bleeding, gently stroking the wound like a feather. It was obvious that he was so afraid of pain. The wounds on his chest and the bloody holes... I couldn't imagine how he endured these days and nights, and how he could pick up a pen to write.

During this trip to Qiang State, I hurt him too deeply, either directly or indirectly. Now, when I see his hollow eyes, my chest is filled with guilt and I can't breathe. I was too ashamed to face him, so I hid every day. Now I feel even more guilty and self-blame...

Only when he fell asleep did Shen Yining dare to approach him. She smoothed his frowning brows in pain and apologized in a hoarse and tense voice: "I'm sorry, I'm the one who should apologize. I'm sorry, it's all my fault..." Knowing that he couldn't hear her, this belated apology seemed to comfort her guilty heart at the moment.

Fortunately, Song Xiaoyuan did not have a fever, he just fell asleep due to blood loss and fatigue. Shen Yining held him and untied his emerald jade hairpin and gently stroked his black hair. He felt more comfortable after relaxing. From time to time, Shen Yining stroked his cheek, and Song Xiaoyuan's long eyelashes would tremble slightly, and he would turn his head and lean closer to him.

As they traveled on, it was getting darker. The group arrived at the official post station. The carriage stopped and Song Xiaoyuan slowly opened his eyes, held his chest and sat up, with his black hair loose. At this moment, he was the only one in the carriage with a jade hairpin placed opposite him.

"Sir, we have arrived at the Tongzhou official post house. Please get off the car and have a rest on the couch." Awu called from outside the car.

Song Xiaoyuan couldn't lift her hair up, so she let her hair down, lifted the carriage curtain and stepped out. She looked up and saw a figure in red standing in the distance. Her voice was weak and hoarse, "Let's go."

With a jade-like face, a black robe and loose black hair, Song Xiaoyuan's aloof and cold aura was as cold as an ice cellar in winter. After getting off the car, no one spoke...

"What's wrong?" Song Xiaoyuan noticed that everyone was silent and asked.

The waiter who had been leading the way just now stood aside with his head down. Ah Wu, who had seen a lot, spoke up, "Sir, why did you change into a black robe and let your hair down... You know what you look like in a black robe, and now you look like a gloomy killer..."

"What...?" Song Xiaoyuan turned his weak eyes to look at Awu who was supporting him.

Ah Wu lowered his head and murmured very quietly: "Eunuch... gloomy and life-threatening, eunuch!"

"Well, eunuch... go in." Song Xiaoyuan was not angry, and looked towards the inn.

The others heard it, and Shen Changjun suddenly laughed and raised his hand to signal to go into the store: "Come on, go in."

When the group went in, the inn suddenly fell silent as expected. After arranging the guest rooms, Ah Wu helped Song Xiaoyuan go upstairs. Everyone in the inn was whispering about the group's origins. Shen Yining walked slowly due to his limp, so Xing Yue supported him from behind.

"Do you know the one in the black robe?"

"I don't know who can live in the room."

"Second rank!"

"Ah! The Song who was imprisoned in Qiang State for nearly half a year..."

The person beside him raised his hand and kept silent: "Don't dare to say that name. I heard from brothers in the same camp that he was imprisoned in the Qiang Palace and worked for the Saint. Now he is back, I don't know if he came back from a break in the Qiang Kingdom."

"Brother, what you mean is... Could it be that he is a traitor?"

Shen Yining paused as she walked up the stairs. She turned her head with red eyes to look at the two people who were talking at the table. She remembered clearly what kind of miserable situation they were in Qiang country. She limped to the table with the help of the railing and slammed the table angrily: "You... stop talking nonsense here!"

The two men also held official positions, and it was a bit embarrassing to be openly questioned by a woman. One of them was as tall and thin as a stick, and the other had a waist as round as a barrel. They stood up and approached Shen Yining unhappily: "Woman, what do you care what we say? I have a mouth and I can say whatever I want!"

Xingyue stood in front of Shen Yining and raised her hand to stop the two from getting close: "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't come over and stay away from the lady!"

The voice made the people upstairs turn their heads. A jade hairpin was firmly inserted on the table in front of the two people approaching. Song Xiaoyuan walked down the stairs coldly, holding the railing: "Don't worry about whether I am a traitor or not. Stay away from her. If you touch her, you will die!"

The two of them had not expected that he would hear them. The jade hairpin on the table was half-broken and stuck in the wooden table. His gloomy appearance when he came downstairs made people feel scared. Shen Changjun was arranging food at the counter and heard the noise. He came over, pulled up the two of them by the arm and asked, "Treason? You? Or you!"

The fat belly pressed against Shen Changjun's waist, and he spoke boldly: "How could we betray our country? We didn't work for that witch in Qiang State! He lured so many soldiers from our continent to Qiang State, so what's wrong with saying a few words to him!"

Shen Changjun came back from Qiang country with a bandage around his waist. Song Xiaoyuan was fearless but didn't want to get seriously injured, so he pulled Shen Changjun away and said, "Go up, Changjun."

Song Xiaoyuan risked his life to find the antidote for the common people, but no one knew about it. Everyone just thought he defected to the Qiang Kingdom. Shen Changjun was stopped by Song Xiaoyuan, but he did not let go of the fat man: "You don't know the whole story. If you talk nonsense here, I will kill you today!"

The man heard the name and the self-proclaimed general and realized that he was General Shen. He pulled Shen Changjun's hand away in a panic, "Let me go. Even if you are General Shen, you cannot take the life of an official of the court at will! You protected and killed so many soldiers to save this traitor, and for this you even killed my officials to silence the people. Even if I die, it cannot change the fact that he was begging for mercy in Qiang State and selling out his country for glory. Now that he can't make it anymore, he has returned to Liao State. Do you still want to continue selling out your country?"

These words incited all the officials in the inn to stand up angrily and shout, "Yes, yes! Kill him and we will have countless more. We will tell the world that he is a traitor."

"Traitor slave, traitor slave...!"

Shouts came one after another, Zhao Jinmo was so angry that he wanted to draw his sword and picked these people at this moment! The battle between the medicine men was so passive and tragic at that time, and it is still vivid in my mind now... Song Xiaoyuan held his hand to draw his sword, looked at him with his eyes and shook his head: "Go up and rest."

Song Xiaoyuan pulled them up the stairs: "Go back and rest."

"Xiao Yuan!" Shen Changjun clenched his fists as he was pulled up the stairs.

Song Xiaoyuan has submitted a petition to confess his crime and resigned from his post. Be it a traitor or a traitor to his country, he is not unwilling, angry, or desperate. This is the look Song Jueming is most afraid of seeing. He reluctantly keeps his life and returns to Beijing just to put an end to everything, for Yining, his parents, and Emperor Yan.

If there was still a trace of thought, it was Shen Yining, and nothing else. He lowered his eyes to look at her hand, blinked and pulled her upstairs: "Sorry for the offense, go upstairs and rest."