When the body fell, large splashes of water arose in the pool, splashing wet the clothes of Shui Lian'er standing on the shore.
Shui Lian'er glanced at Murong Jingwan who was struggling in the water with some worry. When she turned around, her face had a panic expression.
Stumbling towards Xuan Ningyi's study, Shui Lian'er relied on her deep internal strength to hear clearly the solemn conversation between the two in the study not far away.
The two people in the study seemed to feel Shui Lian'er's panicked footsteps, and the conversation in the room came to an abrupt end.
Shui Lian'er opened the study door regardless of etiquette, and her panicked eyes finally fell on Xuan Ningyi.
"Fourth Prince, what's wrong, the lady accidentally fell into the lotus pond. Lian'er can't swim, so..." Before he could finish his words, Xuan Ningyi had already rushed out of the study.
Shui Lian'er immediately wanted to follow her out, but her arm was tightly held by Lin Ruihan who was standing aside.
Turning around, he glared at Lin Ruihan angrily, "Let go!"
There is no emotion in the cold eyes, and the cold voice is like the ice in winter.
"What did you hear just now?"
"I didn't hear anything. Now my young lady's life or death is uncertain." Shui Lian'er struggled hard, but couldn't break free from Lin Ruihan's shackles.
Lin Ruihan suddenly let go of Shui Lian'er. The unprepared Shui Lian'er took a few steps back in embarrassment and fell to the ground.
Staring at Shui Lian'er who fell to the ground without any emotion, "I hope what you said is true, otherwise I will never let you go."
Resisting the urge to strike the opponent with a palm, Shui Lian'er's dark eyes showed filled with fluctuations, but her stubborn tears did not fall down.
Wiping away the tears gathered in her eyes with her hands, Shui Lian'er ran out quickly, leaving Lin Ruihan alone in the study, deep in thought.
Xuan Ningyi quickly ran to the lotus pond. When she saw Xuan Ningyi's figure, Murong Jingwan gave up her struggle and allowed her body to slowly sink to the bottom of the pond.
He was horrified, and when he reacted, Xuan Ningyi had already jumped into the pool.
Holding Murong Jingwan's gradually sinking body with one hand, Xuan Ningyi swam to the shore with difficulty.
After struggling to get Murong Jingwan ashore, Xuan Ningyi quickly felt her breath with his hand.
Her heartbeat suddenly stopped, and Murong Jingwan lost her breath.
There was warm liquid surging in his eyes. Could it be that he was too late? No, he clearly saw Murong Jingwan struggling when he arrived. How could she die?
Xuan Ningyi desperately pressed Murong Jingwan's chest and kept blowing air into her mouth.
Murong Jingwan tilted her head to one side, spit out the water she had sucked into her belly, and her stagnant breathing slowly recovered.
The warm liquid finally slipped from the corner of his eyes and mixed with the pool water on his face. Xuan Ningyi hugged Murong Jingwan's body tightly, and he almost lost her again.
"My lord, your hand injury has not healed yet. Do not touch water, it will become inflamed." There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and Murong Jingwan was shocked. She knew that it was Xuan Ningyi's wound that had opened again.
Already.
"I'm fine, Jingwan, I'm fine, why did I fall into the pool?" The wounds on her hands were nothing compared to the fear in her heart.
After a long time, Murong Jingwan said calmly: "I... don't know either."
Without further investigation, Xuan Ningyi quickly picked up Murong Jingwan and hugged her sideways.
Murong Jingwan was soaked all over. What if she got cold? This was the only thing on Xuan Ningyi's mind.
Carrying Murong Jingwan back to the other courtyard, Xuan Ningyi ordered someone to prepare hot water and personally changed Murong Jingwan's clothes.
The clothes left her body one by one. When the two of them reacted, Murong Jingwan was already naked.
Xuan Ningyi stopped his hand in embarrassment and turned his head slightly.
Murong Jingwan's face turned red, and her body was instantly dyed a seductive pink color.
Shui Lian'er, who did not find Murong Jingwan by the lotus pond, unexpectedly met the person she least wanted to see at the door of Murong Jingwan's bedroom - Lin Ruihan.
Neither of them wanted to give in, and they broke into Murong Jingwan's room together without knocking.
Xuan Ningyi, who felt something strange outside the room, only had time to hug Murong Jingwan into his arms when the two of them broke in.
The faces of the two people who broke in without permission turned red, but their eyes stopped on Murong Jingwan's white back.
The smooth back was crisscrossed with marks from whips and sticks. Although the scars had gradually faded, they still left marks.
Lin Ruihan looked at Murong Jingwan's scarred back in shock. It was not until Xuan Ningyi covered Murong Jingwan with the quilt that he blocked his prying eyes.
Seeing the crisscross scars on Murong Jingwan's back, Shui Lian'er turned her head away slightly. Is it wrong or right to bet on the happiness of her life for her mother's last wish?
"Why are there so many scars on your back?" Although Lin Ruihan knew it was unexpected, he still couldn't help but ask.
Without raising her head from Xuan Ningyi's chest, Murong Jingwan said lightly: "General, you already knew about Jingwan's status in the Ninth Prince's Mansion when the Ninth Prince married his concubine, so why bother?
ask."
There was no wave in his calm tone. He was able to handle so many injuries calmly. Could it be that his heart wasn't hurting anymore?
"Ruihan, you can go out." Xuan Ningyi's voice sounded a little angry. If it weren't for his quick movements, Murong Jingwan's body would have been looked at all over.
Lin Ruihan stood there blankly, seemingly not hearing Xuan Ningyi's words.
Shui Lian'er, who was standing aside with her head slightly lowered, dragged Lin Ruihan out of the room even though she was unhappy.
When he came back to his senses, the person was already isolated outside the room.
"Are you still doubting Miss? Do you think Miss will help a person who left so many scars on Miss?" Shui Lian'er asked coldly as he let go of Lin Ruihan's sleeves.
The frozen place in my heart seemed to be melted by something, slowly unblocking it.
Such scars were not just once, but several times. Could it be that Murong Jingwan was almost beaten to death by Xuan Ningxuan several times.
"Why don't you say anything? You feel guilty. You know that you have wrongly blamed a good person?" Knowing that this was the only best opportunity to break through Lin Ruihan's psychological defense, Shui Lian'er pressed forward step by step.
Still no answer, Lin Ruihan walked forward step by step regardless of the calls from behind.
After confirming that the two of them had indeed left, Xuan Ningyi let go of Murong Jingwan and said apologetically: "Jingwan, I'm sorry. Put your clothes on quickly to avoid catching the cold."
Murong Jingwan's head dropped even lower, but she still nodded and took the clothes handed over by Xuan Ningyi.
Xuan Ningyi opened and closed his mouth several times, but finally did not speak. Instead, he slowly exited Murong Jingwan's room. His heart gradually calmed down, and Xuan Ningyi felt the burning pain coming from the palm of his hand.
He quickly pulled off the bandage covering his palm, and blood fell drop by drop along his fingers, forming a small blood vortex on the ground. The open palm was even more shocking, a bloody mess.
