"So what if you've guessed it? Today is surely your last day!"
The sharp blade cut through Xiao Jingnan's skin, and bright red blood oozed out.
"If you wanted to kill me, you would have done it long ago. Why wait until now?"
There was still a carefree smile on Xiao Jingnan's lips, as if it wasn't him with a sword pointed at his neck.
"If you kill me, you'll never know the real cause of King Anluo's death."
The black-clothed assassin's pupils dilated violently. "It was really you guys!"
He withdrew his sword and strode towards Li Wanming. "If you won't talk, I'll kill her! Let's see how long you can hold out!"
He had been trailing them for quite a while and had seen with his own eyes that Xiao Jingnan was completely exhausted. Li Wanming had half-carried and half-supported him as they staggered forward.
He was certain that Xiao Jingnan was seriously injured and had no strength left. He thought the words Xiao Jingnan said were just an attempt to buy time with this secret.
It was useless.
He had plenty of ways to torture this woman!
He didn't believe that a man from the Dacheng Dynasty like Xiao Jingnan would just stand by and watch his woman be humiliated in front of him!
In the blink of an eye, the black-clothed assassin was in front of Li Wanming. He reached out his big hand to grab the front of her clothes.
Li Wanming stood still, her heart pounding wildly.
In just these two steps, the black-clothed assassin had completely exposed his back to Xiao Jingnan.
Li Wanming didn't see what Xiao Jingnan did. She only heard a sharp and short sound.
It was softer than the sound of an arrow cutting through the air, but more urgent and thinner.
Then, there was the sound of an arrow piercing through a body, like a sharp blade splitting a watermelon.
She saw blood seeping out from the assassin's chest. There was also a glint of black cold light right in the middle of his chest.
The black-clothed assassin stared at his chest, seemingly in disbelief. He tried to turn around to see the person who had taken his life in an instant, but he could only fall forward blindly, collapsing in front of Li Wanming.
Behind him, Xiao Jingnan raised his arm, his eyes filled with killing intent.
The left sleeve of his robe was half-rolled up, and there was a black sleeve arrow tied to his slender forearm like an armlet.
The arrow case seemed to be made of extremely thin tussah silk and fit very snugly.
Li Wanming had lived with him for so long and had never known there was something on his arm.
Seeing that Li Wanming was safe, Xiao Jingnan finally let out a sigh of relief and forced himself to stand up.
Li Wanming stared blankly. "Are you okay?"
He smiled. "It's just a scratch. It's nothing serious."
Only then did Li Wanming react. "You were just pretending to be seriously injured to lure him out?"
"Yes. Otherwise, if we really ran out of strength, we might really lose our lives."
Li Wanming first felt relieved, then suddenly flew into a rage. "You even kept it from me just to deceive him! Do you know how scared I was?"
Just now, Xiao Jingnan had been lying on her shoulder. His voice had grown softer and softer, and his body had become heavier and heavier. She had really been on the verge of being scared to death!
Although she always said that his health was poor, she had never felt so clearly as at this moment that he might really leave her...
Xiao Jingnan walked over and squatted in front of her. His well-jointed hand gently stroked her head, as if soothing an angry little leopard.
"I didn't mean to keep it from you. It was a matter of life and death, and I couldn't take the risk."
Li Wanming glared at him angrily.
The thought of beating him up flashed through her mind but then faded away.
Her big, clear eyes looked at him. "Are you really okay?"
Although Xiao Jingnan had deceived her, he was indeed injured.
The bright red blood on her hands just now was not fake.
Xiao Jingnan leaned on her. "I'm okay... I'm just a little tired... I'll be fine after a rest..."
After saying this, he slumped softly onto Li Wanming. No matter how much Li Wanming called him, he didn't respond.
He had used his last bit of strength to lure out the assassin and then shot him with the sleeve arrow.
But now, he was completely exhausted.
His old illness and the new injuries from tonight all came at once, and the heavy darkness swallowed him up.
Li Wanming was both anxious and heartbroken. She gritted her teeth and cursed in a low voice. "Liar!"
She helped Xiao Jingnan up and dragged him with all her strength under the protruding rock. She hugged him in her arms with one hand.
By now, the rain had lessened, and the wind was gradually dying down. But after being drenched in the rain all night, both of them were cold and soaking wet.
She didn't dare to put Xiao Jingnan on the ground.
The ground was wet and muddy, and there were even winding little streams formed by the rain. There was no way to lie down.
This was just a small protrusion on the hillside. The space was narrow. With Xiao Jingnan in her arms, her back was against the cold stone wall.
Li Wanming was both anxious and miserable, her heart filled with bitterness.
Suddenly, she remembered something. With one hand holding him and the other, she felt around on his body.
In just this short hour, he had shown her a soft sword, a dagger, and a sleeve arrow... Who knew what else he might be hiding on his body?
What she needed most now, besides clothes and food, was medicine!
Xiao Jingnan's body was already showing signs of a fever. If they didn't apply medicine and treat his wounds soon, he might really end up in the underworld!
Sure enough, she felt a small pouch on his waist. There were two packets of medicinal powder and several small celadon gourd-shaped medicine bottles the size of her little finger inside.
Xiao Jingnan murmured, "Use the yellow powder externally and take the white pills internally..."
"Are you awake?"
Li Wanming followed his instructions and fed the pills into his mouth. Then she turned him over and sprinkled the powder on his wounds.
Xiao Jingnan let out two soft groans.
"Does it hurt?"
"It's okay..."
Again, it's okay!
Again, nothing is wrong!
He never told her anything!
For a moment, Li Wanming had the urge to give him a hard spank on the butt.
But considering that he was seriously injured now, she decided to put off this beating for now.
When he got better, she would definitely get it back with interest!
The light rain drizzled all night and didn't stop until dawn.
Fortunately, it was summer, and they were hiding in a sheltered mountain depression. Although their inner clothes were also soaked through, it wasn't particularly cold.
However, at dawn, Xiao Jingnan still had a fever.
He murmured incoherently, "Mother Concubine... Brother... I will surely avenge you... I will definitely go back..."
His voice was very low, and Li Wanming couldn't hear clearly. She was extremely anxious.
"Is there any more medicine? Which medicine is for treating wind-cold and fever?"
Xiao Jingnan's forehead was scalding hot. His eyes were tightly closed, and his expression was sometimes ferocious and sometimes painful, as if he was having a nightmare.
Li Wanming wet her outer robe with dew and placed it on his forehead.
"How about it? Do you feel better?"
She poured out the medicines on Xiao Jingnan's body and carefully distinguished them.
Her father, mother, and second sister were all in the military. Getting injured was a common occurrence, and there were military doctors often coming to their home.
Li Wanming had seen a lot and knew a little bit about pharmacology.
Unfortunately, she didn't know much.
Most of her limited intelligence had been spent on gambling and brewing wine. She really hadn't learned much of this useful knowledge.
"This one has ephedra... This one has dried ginger... This one, this one seems to be cinnamon twig..." She carefully smelled the medicines.
Xiao Jingnan's fever was getting worse and worse.
In a moment of desperation, Li Wanming gritted her teeth and poured all the pills she had identified into Xiao Jingnan's mouth!