Chapter 42 of the Ten Scenes Satin

Prince Chiwen was furious, shouting, "You cunning little rascal, trying to escape?" He leaped up, intending to climb onto the roof to avoid the smoke and assess the situation to prevent her escape. But just as he was about to jump, a small tube struck the back of his neck, exploding. Although not gunpowder intended for killing, the explosion was still extremely painful. He screamed and fell heavily to the ground, rolling around wildly to extinguish the flames burning his hair.

"Ouch, my clothes are on fire!" "Damn it, it's so hot!" "This smoke… cough, cough cough!"

In an instant, the backyard was in chaos. The shouts and curses of disciples from the Imperial Mausoleum and Dragon Palace factions filled the air, horses neighed, and hooves clattered. Huang Zhonggui swept his sleeve, instantly clearing the smoke and fire in front of him, revealing that Xiao Murong, Wen Yuan, and Hua Xuan were all gone. Before long, the smoke dissipated, and Lan Lingyu and the others had already taken the opportunity to escape, their whereabouts unknown. Kang Chufeng and Kang Qiyue were ashen-faced, at a loss for what to do.

Prince Chiwen extinguished the fire and hurriedly went up to the roof to look into the distance. He saw many hoofprints outside the woods in the courtyard and angrily said, "Those girls and that boy went to the back mountain. Let's chase after them!" With that, he went down from the roof, mounted his horse, and took the lead in pursuit. The group, having fallen for Little Murong's trick, were furious and were about to give chase together. Huang Zhonggui suddenly said, "Wait! Kang Chufeng and Kang Qiyue, you stay here and investigate the situation in the shop thoroughly. Don't be careless. If the Deng brothers are dead, burn this place down tomorrow and leave no trace." The Kang siblings immediately knelt down and said in unison, "We will obey Your Excellency's orders."

Only then did Huang Zhonggui mount his horse and lead the group in pursuit, without stopping.

Kang Chufeng sighed and said, "We failed to catch Tong Wanhu before, and now we haven't been able to capture Lan Lingyu either. I wonder what Envoy Huang will do with us when we get back?" Kang Qiyue said, "What else can we do? Let's check the shop first. If there's nothing unusual, we'll just burn it down."

The brother and sister looked around but found nothing amiss. They set the shop on fire and hurriedly left.

The two were only focused on following Huang Zhonggui and the others, so they were careless in their investigation. They never expected that Xiao Murong and Wen Yuan were hiding in the shop.

As the fire started, Xiao Murong quickly helped Wen Yuan outside. Seeing that the Kang siblings were already far away, she breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself, "Luckily!"

It turned out that Xiao Murong had used smoke to confuse people and make it easier to escape, but she couldn't save Wen Yuan and Hua Xuan by herself. So she took a risk, broke the reins, and let the two horses rush outside, leaving tracks to distract the enemy, but hiding Wen Yuan and Hua Xuan inside the shop. Although the plan worked, after rescuing Wen Yuan into the shop, she tried to sneak into the backyard to rescue Hua Xuan, but she had vanished without a trace. Lan Lingyu and the others were also gone, and the smoke had gradually dissipated. She thought to herself, "It seems that Hua Xuan has escaped as well. That's good. I need to settle him in first."

While the Kang siblings were searching, Xiao Murong carried Wen Yuan and dodged unnoticed. She thought to herself, "Huang Zhonggui is really cautious. It's a pity he sent two troublemakers. What good are they?" Thanks to this, the two of them escaped a calamity.

Xiao Murong helped Wen Yuan to a nearby bush and gently laid him down. She looked down at the wound on his back.

Huang Zhonggui's slash was extremely powerful, but fortunately, Wen Yuan's internal strength was profound, which deflected most of the sharp blade's energy. The external wound was not serious, and it did not reach his spine. However, his internal injuries were severe. Huang Zhonggui's Taiyin internal energy was extremely yin and cold, unmatched in the martial arts world. Wen Yuan's meridians, both orthodox and unorthodox, were injured by the yin energy, leaving him weak and barely breathing. Xiao Murong checked his pulse; it was extremely disordered and weak. Anxious, she thought, "No matter what, I must save you! You...you mustn't die!"

She tore open Wen Yuan's shirt, applied wound medicine, and bandaged the wound on his back. Leaning against a pine tree, Xiao Murong gently laid Wen Yuan in her arms, pressing her hands on his dantian and slowly channeling her own internal energy to help him heal. The Taiyin internal energy rebounded, causing Xiao Murong's body to tremble; she too was somewhat unable to withstand it, needing to rest after a period of practice.

After repeating this for an hour, Xiao Murong's internal energy was depleted, leaving her exhausted and just as she was about to drowsiness, she suddenly felt Wen Yuan's body move slightly. Little Murong was overjoyed and whispered, "Hey, are you awake?" Wen Yuan slowly opened his eyes, saw it was Little Murong, and whispered, "Xiao Yin, are you alright?"

Little Murong hugged him tightly, rested her face on his shoulder, and whispered, "I'm fine, but you're seriously injured. Does your wound hurt?" Wen Yuan circulated his qi slightly, only to feel his blood and qi flowing unevenly, a hidden force churning and surging in his meridians. He smiled bitterly and said, "The external injuries are alright, but the internal injuries are more serious." He struggled to sit up and asked, "Where is Junior Sister?"

Little Murong said, "Perhaps she escaped with Miss Lan and the others." She then briefly recounted their escape.

Wen Yuan remained silent, thinking, "Huang Zhonggui's skills are truly unfathomable. Junior Sister and Miss Lan are no match for him. I wonder if they are safe?" Thinking of Huang Zhonggui's astonishing "Taiyin Blade" technique, he couldn't help but feel both admiration and worry.

Seeing his deep worry, Xiao Murong feared his injuries might worsen and gently comforted him, "Don't worry, heal your wounds quickly, and then we'll go find them together." Wen Yuan said, "That's right, Huang Zhonggui is probably also going to attack Jin Guo Zhuang. We must rush to help."

As soon as Wen Yuan finished speaking, Xiao Murong's face suddenly changed drastically, showing extreme fear. She whispered, "No... don't fight Huang Zhonggui anymore. He... you know how terrifying his martial arts are. You'll be killed." Wen Yuan said, "He is very powerful, but if we don't deal with him, Jin Guo Zhuang might not be able to withstand it..."

Xiao Murong's heart tightened, and she leaned forward, pressing her cherry lips tightly against Wen Yuan's. Wen Yuan was stunned, unable to finish his sentence, and gently returned Xiao Murong's kiss. Little Murong cupped his cheeks, kissed him deeply, then gazed into Wen Yuan's eyes and whispered, "You're no match for him now, please... don't fight him, okay? I'm afraid... I'm afraid you'll die..." As she spoke, her eyes welled up with tears, and she was about to cry.

Wen Yuan gently embraced Xiao Murong and said softly, "Why are you crying? I'm still alive and well." Xiao Murong's shoulders trembled, and he whispered, "His skill is more than that. Even my elder brother couldn't defeat him. How can you fight him?"

Wen Yuan said, "Well, Brother Murong can't beat Huang Zhonggui either... How much difference is there between their skills?"

Xiao Murong sighed, "My elder brother is proud and arrogant, and he refuses to admit defeat, but... my elder brother and I have fought Huang Zhonggui together many times, and we couldn't hurt him at all." Wen Yuan pondered to himself, thinking, "Neither the young nor the old Murong can do anything to Huang Zhonggui. I wonder how Brother Ren is doing against him? Someone has to be able to subdue him."

Xiao Murong leaned against Wen Yuan's chest and whispered, "You... don't be so stubborn." Wen Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Yes, sir." Xiao Murong scolded, "Stop grinning like that." "I'm really worried about you.

Hua and I are so young, you don't want us to be widows so early, do you?" Wen Yuan patted Xiao Murong's shoulder and laughed, "Don't talk nonsense, would I be willing to?"

Xiao Murong blinked and smiled sweetly, "You wouldn't be willing? Hmm, I'd like to know, just how much do you like us?" Wen Yuan laughed, "How should I put it? And how much do you like me?" Xiao Murong's eyes darted around, and she laughed, "At least, I love you more than you love me." Wen Yuan laughed, "How do you know?"

Xiao Murong tilted her head slightly and said, "You're thinking about four or five girls at once, your mind is scattered, but I only love you, of course I love you more." She said this with a teasing expression. Wen Yuan blushed and said, "When did I ever like four or five girls?" Little Murong chuckled and said, "Of course you did! If you take me and Hua Jia's sister, then there's Zi Yuan, Xiao Feng, and now there's Lan. Those three maids are all quite pretty too; maybe you've taken a liking to them as well. Okay, that makes at least eight, don't you believe it?"

Wen Yuan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Xiao Feng serves Zi Yuan; how come you're thinking about her too? And why am I thinking about Lan and the others?" Little Murong smiled and said, "Didn't you?" Wen Yuan said, "Of course not."

Little Murong raised her eyebrows and said, "Fine, then what are you doing at the Heroine Manor?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Yuan had a sudden inspiration and laughed, "So that's what you were worried about after all this time."

Xiao Murong's face flushed, and she chuckled softly, "How could I not be worried? If you have a few more female confidantes, your junior sister might get jealous, and that would be bad for me too." Wen Yuan kissed her cheek and whispered, "We're going to Jin Guo Zhuang to take care of important business, don't overthink it. Even if there are hundreds of girls at Jin Guo Zhuang, I don't care."

Xiao Murong was overjoyed, her face beaming with smiles, and she whispered, "That's good! Don't talk too much now, getting better is the most important thing." She then moved behind him, wanting him to lean against her. Wen Yuan said, "Xiao Yin, you're too tired like this. I can just lie on my side." Xiao Murong said, "You're the one who's tired!

You have a back injury and can't lie on the ground. What's wrong with me taking care of you?"

She leaned against a tree, letting Wen Yuan rest against her, and gently embraced him.

Wen Yuan's wound was pressing against Xiao Murong's chest, soft and yielding. Although she felt no pain, she couldn't help but feel uneasy. Suddenly, she felt someone gently breathing on her ear, making it even harder for her to contain herself. She called out, "Xiao Yin, stop fooling around!"

Xiao Murong's voice was sweet and coquettish as she laughed, "Are you feeling unwell?" Wen Yuan said, "I need to use my internal energy to heal my injury. You're distracting me." Xiao Murong giggled and said, "I know!" She only hoped that Wen Yuan's injury would heal

, so she stopped being mischievous and simply held him quietly. After half an hour, Wen Yuan's spirits lifted slightly. Worried about the whereabouts of Hua Xuan and the others, the two found a main road and hired a mule cart to head north. Wen Yuan secretly circulated his internal energy, but his true energy was stagnant. This internal injury was truly severe. Afraid that Xiao Murong would worry, he didn't say much and silently continued his practice.

After traveling for several days, they arrived in the Kaifeng area that night and stayed at an inn. Wen Yuan's back wound was gradually healing, but his internal injuries were recovering very slowly. The Taiyin internal energy was repeatedly aroused, impossible to suppress or dispel. Little Murong was anxious and helped him heal day and night, but to little avail.

Wen Yuan calmed himself and repeatedly circulated the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, but it still didn't work. Little Murong sighed, "It's a pity that my elder brother isn't here, otherwise, with his help, it would be much faster." Wen Yuan smiled and said, "Healing can't be rushed. Slowly circulating the energy will eventually lead to recovery." He comforted Little Murong, but he couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart: "At this rate, even if we get to Jin Guo Zhuang, I'm afraid we won't be able to help. If my junior sister is in danger, we won't be able to rescue her. What should we do?"

However, their anxiety only fueled their worry, and the two of them were at a loss. Wen Yuan casually picked up the Wenwu Seven-Stringed Zither, plucked the strings, and said, "It's been several days since I've played a proper piece. Xiao Yin, what tune would you like to hear?" Little Murong laughed, "I don't understand music. Just play yours, and I'll definitely clap for you." Wen Yuan smiled, "Then it's better not to clap." He then began to play "Divine Transformation Melody" with both hands, the clear sound of the zither soothing his heart.

At this moment, his internal injuries were severe, and he only applied a little internal force to his fingers. However, he was familiar with the Wenwu Seven-Stringed Zither and knew how to control the strings. Even with only a little internal force, he played it perfectly.

As he played, the strings still reflected the internal force he had applied wave after wave. Suddenly, his internal energy surged, and a wave of yin energy vibrated from the strings. With a loud "clang," Wen Yuan's body trembled, and the music abruptly stopped.

Xiao Murong was startled and quickly stepped forward to support Wen Yuan, whispering, "What's wrong? Is your internal injury acting up?"

Wen Yuan shook his head, closed his eyes and remained silent, pressing his hands on the strings of his zither.

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