WMSG Chapter 96

Ye Yueshen’s fingers gripped the corner of the wall, craning his neck to look out. He saw several people ganging up on one, clearly outnumbered and at a disadvantage.

Ye Yueshen couldn’t bear it. If it were just some petty thugs, fine, but this was bullying! Ye Yueshen shouted, “Stop!”

But the people were too engrossed in the fight. One of them glanced back fiercely at him, then immediately returned to the battle. Just as Ye Yueshen was about to shout again, he suddenly met the gaze of the unlucky guy getting beaten.

Gong Xunwu had blood at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were fierce. He was seriously injured and couldn’t defeat the crowd, but he wasn’t just passively taking the beating; everyone who attacked him was also injured.

Ye Yueshen scanned his surroundings, grabbed a stick that was burnt halfway, and charged out. Xue Dong shouted “Third Master” and followed him.

Gong Xunwu also saw him. He had been exhausted and wanted to give up, thinking that whether he died or became crippled, he had resisted enough. He had endured the pain for so long because he wanted to see Ye Yueshen.

The person he had been thinking of day and night was so close. He didn’t want to die. But when Ye Yueshen ignored him, he felt deflated.

Yet, that beautiful, otherworldly face of Ye Yueshen’s, charging in with a stick, made Gong Xunwu feel a surge of strength from his core.

Ye Yueshen had eaten well tonight and felt full of energy. He swung the stick heavily at the back of a Miao person’s head, even more fiercely than when he had hit Du Ruxiang.

The Miao person was stunned by the blow, staggered while rubbing his head, and Ye Yueshen seized the opportunity to land two more blows. The Miao person swayed and fell to the ground, unmoving. His companions’ attention was drawn to Ye Yueshen, and they quickly abandoned Gong Xunwu, swinging their fists at Ye Yueshen.

Fortunately, Xue Dong was skilled in martial arts and was also near the Marquis’s residence. Soon, the gatekeeper noticed the fight, and servants brought the guards to help.

The most agile of the Miao people saw that more and more people were arriving and cursed something in a low voice in the Miao language. Then, he swung an iron pestle at Ye Yueshen, who was struggling to defend himself. Gong Xunwu saw it. He pushed aside the people in front of him and knocked Ye Yueshen to the ground, dodging the blow.

The Miao person’s sneak attack failed, and he dropped the iron pestle on Gong Xunwu’s back with a thud, then went to fight Xue Dong.

The sound was so terrifying that Ye Yueshen’s heart sank. He reached out to touch Gong Xunwu’s back. Gong Xunwu saw that his eyes were red and quickly tried to reassure him that he was fine, saying that if he hadn’t been beaten with the paddle recently, these lackeys wouldn’t have been a match for him.

But as he spoke, he choked and spat a mouthful of blood onto Ye Yueshen’s neck.

“Gong Xunwu… hang in there…” Ye Yueshen crawled out from under him. He turned to call for help, but everyone was busy helping Xue Dong.

Gong Xunwu half-rose and knelt on one knee. He wanted to appear unharmed, but he couldn’t get up. He was dizzy and could only fall, making himself look even more useless.

“Gong Xunwu… what’s wrong? Don’t…” Ye Yueshen turned to shout for help: “Someone, help! Hurry…”

A hand rested on his shoulder and gently pressed down. Ye Yueshen turned his head the other way, and Ye Lingshen soothed him with a press on his shoulder, then helped to lift Gong Xunwu.

Ye Yueshen grabbed Gong Xunwu’s hand and pulled him in front of him, wanting to carry him on his back.

“I’ll do it, you can’t carry him.” Ye Lingshen wasn’t anxious at all. He wasn’t worried about Gong Xunwu’s safety; he was helping Ye Yueshen, not Gong Xunwu.

“It’s okay.” Gong Xunwu took a deep breath: “I can walk.”

He seized the opportunity to hold Ye Yueshen’s hand and smiled faintly at him: “Let’s go.”

Gong Xunwu thought that if he had known that getting beaten up would be useful, he would have taken a beating himself a long time ago, making Ye Yueshen feel sorry for him sooner. Then he wouldn’t have had to be separated for so many days, unable to see or touch him.

Back when his hand was injured, Ye Yueshen had been clearly worried after seeing the blood. Gong Xunwu belatedly regretted not realizing this sooner, since he had already tasted the sweetness.

Ye Yueshen didn’t really have any thoughts. He didn’t have time to analyze whether his worry could outweigh his resentment towards Gong Xunwu. He just couldn’t accept Gong Xunwu dying in front of him.

He felt so insecure, and everything he had gained seemed so precarious, even his identity had been discovered by his brothers.

And Gong Xunwu’s stubbornness and dominance could even be considered a firm choice in his heart. Sometimes he hated Gong Xunwu for making him feel scared, and sometimes he hoped that Gong Xunwu could be more resolute, otherwise, he would go crazy and become a monster if he left him.

His previous life hadn’t allowed him to develop a healthy personality. In this life, he didn’t want to dwell on things too much, didn’t want to overthink his own thoughts, and didn’t want to correct his degenerate ideas. He wanted a firm love that chose him, and that would never leave him.

Gong Xunwu was brought to Ye Yueshen’s room. Soon, a matron from the Marquis’s residence who knew medicine came to check Gong Xunwu’s injuries. The Miao people had only brought blunt weapons because their appearance was different from that of the Han people, making it difficult for them to buy sharp weapons.

Gong Xunwu had bruises all over his body, and the marks from the paddle on his back were especially obvious, a patch of blue and purple. Ye Yueshen had been in the same state when he first arrived; he was very familiar with it.

Ye Yueshen sat beside him, and hadn’t said anything since coming in. The Junzhu and the Marquis had come by, but they only asked Ye Lingshen about the situation. Ye Yueshen remained silent, and when the matron came to examine him, she only reported to Ye Yuanshen.

He looked down at Gong Xunwu, who was looking at him. He opened his mouth, hesitated, seeming to find it awkward, and then said after a moment: “You’ll have to lie in bed for a long time.”

Gong Xunwu was instantly flattered. Ye Yueshen had taken the initiative to speak to him, not just the worried words he had said in a moment of urgency, but willing to talk to him even after calming down.

“I don’t have any experience,” Gong Xunwu asked him, “Will it be boring?”

“Probably not.” Ye Yueshen blinked: “My family is very lively.”

Gong Xunwu was stunned for a moment. Ye Yueshen said his family was lively, implying that he was allowed to recuperate in the Marquis’s residence?

Ju Su quickly arrived, bringing jars of prepared wound medicine, and with him was the panicked Yan Kui.

They hadn’t mentioned the outside situation earlier. Only when he saw Yan Kui did Gong Xunwu say: “Go after them. Don’t let any of the Miao people go. Be sure to find out who’s behind this.”