Chapter 225 – Incurable Passion
Tian Dazhuang did not come with her.
Furthermore, she had no idea why Tian Dazhuang would show up at the Tongluo Plain military camp.
Yan Xiaosi understood Long Yu’s question just now, but didn’t get why he seemed so angry that Tian Dazhuang appeared outside the camp looking for her.
Just as she was about to answer “No,” Long Yu interrupted her.
He sat there with a cold face and raised his eyebrows at the tent entrance.
“Go bring Tian Dazhuang here.”
Waiting outside, Long Yi heard the master’s tone was very off and didn’t dare delay.
“Yes.”
He hurriedly left to bring Tian Dazhuang.
“Brother Dazhuang, my master and Young Master Yan are both inside the main tent.”
Tian Dazhuang was anxious about Ms. Wang’s injury and nodded gratefully at Long Yi before lifting the curtain and striding into the tent.
The atmosphere inside was oppressive. Seeing Long Yu sitting at his desk with Yan Xiaosi standing not far from it, he steeled himself and walked up.
He saluted, “This commoner pays respects to Your Highness the War King.”
“Mm.” Long Yu responded coldly, then asked, “Tian Dazhuang, for what urgent matter have you come to Tongluo Plain to find Yan Xiaosi?”
Thinking of Ms. Wang lying on the bed at home in misery, Tian Dazhuang answered directly, “My mother was injured by the Yan family. She’s currently lying on the bed at home. Yan Xiaosi’s medical skills are excellent, so in my anxiety I came to Tongluo Plain to find him.”
Hearing this, both Yan Xiaosi and Long Yu frowned.
Yan Xiaosi asked in a very displeased tone, “Brother Dazhuang, you’re saying the Yan family injured Auntie Tian?”
Tian Dazhuang recounted everything that happened that morning.
“My mother was unconvinced and went to argue with the Yan family early this morning. Old Master Yan ordered the guards to beat my mother a dozen times with a rod.”
Yan Xiaosi had seen those guards of the Yan estate before when she went to treat Old Madam Yan’s illness. Although they weren’t top martial arts experts, each of them was tall, strong and brawny. Their brute strength was certainly not small.
If an ordinary man was beaten a dozen times by the Yan family guards, he would probably need to lie in bed for seven or eight days. Let alone Ms. Wang – who knows if any bones were broken.
Recalling that Ms. Wang would be Yan Shuqin’s mother-in-law in the future, Yan Xiaosi didn’t dare delay, worried that if Ms. Wang’s broken bones weren’t set in time leading to paralysis, the task of taking care of her would fall on Yan Shuqin.
In her urgency, she habitually reached out to grab Tian Dazhuang’s sleeve.
“Brother Dazhuang, let’s go quickly.”
She and Tian Dazhuang had always addressed each other as siblings, occasionally tugging on sleeves, so she didn’t think much of it.
However, as soon as her hand grabbed Tian Dazhuang’s sleeve, Long Yu’s two icy gazes locked onto her hand.
Seeing their overly intimate behavior, Long Yu snorted coldly, his voice as frigid as ice.
“Go? Did I allow you two to leave?”
Hearing that ice-cold voice, both Yan Xiaosi and Tian Dazhuang were startled.
In her consideration of Ms. Wang’s injury just now, Yan Xiaosi had forgotten to bid farewell to the War King.
Tian Dazhuang also thought he had offended the War King by not excusing himself before leaving.
Fearing Long Yu would punish Xiaosi, he quickly pulled her to a stop and respectfully apologized, “This commoner was worried about my mother’s injury and forgot my manners. Please forgive us, Your Highness.”
However, the more he protected Yan Xiaosi, the more Long Yu’s anger blazed inside.
At this moment, Yan Xiaosi was still ignorantly hiding behind Tian Dazhuang, giving Long Yu an apologetic smile.
“Your Highness, this commoner has already-”
Before Yan Xiaosi could finish, Long Yu coldly and forcefully cut her off.
“Long Yi, go fetch Murong Qinjian.”
Overhearing from outside the tent, Long Yi and Long Er could sense the master’s burning anger.
The two of them were shocked for a moment, then silently mused: The master’s passion is probably incurable now.
“Yes.”
Long Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, responding, then hurried to find Murong Qinjian.
The still sleeping Murong Qinjian was dragged by Long Yi to the front of Long Yu’s main tent.
Murong Qinjian stared at the curtain before him with a sleepy face and yawned, asking Long Yi, “Has your master gone mad again?”
Long Yi stiffly replied, “Murong Qinjian, go in and see for yourself.”
Long Er kindly held the curtain open for Murong Qinjian.
“Please enter, Murong Qinjian.”
Murong Qinjian stepped inside. Feeling the suffocating pressure in the tent, he wanted to turn around and flee immediately.
Long Yu noticed his intention to escape and gave him a cold glare.
“Murong, you little…”
Murong Qinjian could only turn back to face Long Yu, forcing a smile.
“War King, how may I be of service?”
Long Yu’s gaze shifted to Tian Dazhuang, his face expressionless as he spoke, “Isn’t your mother injured? I’m allowing Murong Qinjian to go back with you to treat your mother’s wounds.”
Tian Dazhuang glanced at Murong Qinjian and saw his reluctance. He himself was also quite unwilling.
“This commoner wouldn’t dare trouble Military Doctor Murong.”
“Yes, yes.” Murong Qinjian nodded repeatedly. “They don’t dare trouble me. I don’t think I need to go then.”
“Tian Dazhuang, you think the top military doctor by my side can’t heal your mother’s minor injuries?”
Long Yu’s tone was as decisive as ever when speaking to others.
Tian Dazhuang had never faced someone with such an overbearing aura before. He instantly tensed up, nervously replying, “This commoner… wouldn’t dare.”
Long Yu shifted his gaze from Tian Dazhuang to a sullen-faced Murong Qinjian, his voice low and heavy.
“Murong Qinjian, or are you worried you can’t cure the injuries on Tian Dazhuang’s mother, so you don’t dare go?”
Murong Qinjian had always been arrogant about his medical skills, unable to tolerate anyone questioning them.
Long Yu’s words just now were like stepping on his tail. Even though he knew Long Yu was provoking him on purpose, he still replied as Long Yu wished, “Ridiculous. What kind of patient has this young master not encountered before? Tian Dazhuang, this young master will go with you.”
Tian Dazhuang moved his mouth, still wanting to say something to Long Yu.
Yan Xiaosi hurriedly cut him off.
“Aunt Tian is still lying in bed. Murong Qinjian’s medical skills surpass mine. With him treating Aunt Tian, it will definitely be foolproof. Brother Dazhuang, quickly take Murong Qinjian back to Shaoyao Village.”
Tian Dazhuang glanced at Long Yu, feeling uneasy as he looked at Yan Xiaosi.
“Xiaosi, then… what about you?”
Long Yu replied coldly, “You think I’ll eat her?”
With the War King speaking in such a foul tone, Yan Xiaosi’s nerves were on edge, her skin tingling. Feeling something was very wrong, she still smiled and said, “The War King isn’t a tiger. Brother Dazhuang, hurry and take Murong Qinjian back to Shaoyao Village. Don’t worry about me.”
