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Marquis Xuanping didn't put Xiao Heng down until his horse, which was leading Xiao Heng's horse, circled back to the official road where they met, and only then did they mount their horses and return to the inner city of the capital.

"Not going back to Bishui Alley?"

Marquis Xuanping noticed that Xiao Heng's route seemed off.

Xiao Heng murmured, "Mm, I'll be staying at my mother's place these few days."

Marquis Xuanping didn't inquire further.

Although he and Princess Xinyang had been married for many years, they didn't interfere with each other and didn't disturb each other. Therefore, this was his first time visiting the residence on Zhuque Street.

He planned to leave after Xiao Heng went inside, but Xiao Heng called out to him, "You should tend to your injuries first."

To avoid sounding like he was concerned, he added, "There's a physician available here."

"Your mother——"

"She's not here."

Marquis Xuanping raised an eyebrow, thinking how bold Xiao Heng had become, daring to bring his old man back home.

He had been waiting for so long for even a little bit of concern from his son. Marquis Xuanping couldn't miss the opportunity to spend time with his son.

No matter what, he had to wait until his son called him "father" again.

Marquis Xuanping dismounted his horse.

While he had crossed mountains and valleys with Xiao Heng on his back without even wrinkling his brow, now that they were home, he began to act hurt.

In order to show the severity of his injuries, he exaggeratedly limped into the house.

Xiao Heng, seeing him dragging his left leg, immediately frowned, "You injured your right leg."

Marquis Xuanping: "..."

It was already late at night, and Gu Jiao was still recuperating from her injuries, so Xiao Heng didn't wake her. However, Physician Song was here, and he had just finished taking Gu Jiao's temperature.

Xiao Heng settled Marquis Xuanping in his room and called Physician Song over.

Physician Song was a smart man. After arriving on Zhuque Street, he had already faintly guessed Xiao Liulang's identity, but he didn't ask anything he shouldn't. Seeing Xiao Liulang bringing Marquis Xuanping back, he still didn't ask anything.

Xiao Heng gave Marquis Xuanping a set of his own clothes to change into.

To be honest, there was a difference between the father and son's physique. Marquis Xuanping, who had been practicing martial arts for many years, was naturally more robust than Xiao Heng, but their heights were surprisingly similar.

Looking at the clothes that weren't too short, Marquis Xuanping couldn't help but feel emotional again——his son had really grown up.

Physician Song began to treat Marquis Xuanping's injuries. Xiao Heng thought he only had the two wounds he had discovered halfway, but when Physician Song lifted his shirt, the crisscrossing scars on his back almost made Xiao Heng freeze in shock.

Marquis Xuanping had an extremely handsome face, which made people subconsciously think that his body was as flawless as his face.

Who would have thought that he was covered in such scars?

Marquis Xuanping raised his eyes and saw his son staring at him with a dazed expression. He forgot that his son hated all these fighting and killings. His son didn't like any of the toys he had made for him when he was a child.

These scars must also be unsightly.

He quickly put on his shirt and said to Xiao Heng, "You should leave first."

Xiao Heng's eyelashes trembled, and with a complicated expression, he turned and walked out.

"Lord Marquis, your wounds have been sewn up more than once, haven't they?" Physician Song looked at the two significant injuries on Marquis Xuanping's body and said.

"Yeah." Marquis Xuanping responded vaguely, "Sewn up once or twice."

After coming down from the battlefield, he had received stitches once, then tore the wound again while rushing on horseback, and had to be stitched up again when changing horses at the post station.

Physician Song said with emphasis, "Lord Marquis, this is very dangerous! After being injured, you should recuperate properly. It is most detrimental to repeatedly tear open the wound, which is worse than directly stabbing it again!"

"Will it... leave me crippled?" Marquis Xuanping asked.

Physician Song sighed, "You're lucky. I happen to have a special healing medicine from my boss. Otherwise, your leg would have been ruined!"

Marquis Xuanping's wounds were already swollen and inflamed, and he had soaked them in water just now... Physician Song had never seen such a disobedient patient!

If it weren't for the anti-inflammatory medicine from his boss, even if the heavenly immortals descended, they couldn't save him!

Physician Song cleaned the wound for Marquis Xuanping and couldn't help but marvel at his unique constitution. Despite the repeated tearing, the wounds still managed to heal. However, managing the local infections during treatment could prove somewhat challenging.

"I'll remove the stitches first." Physician Song said.

"Go ahead." Marquis Xuanping replied indifferently.

"It might sting a bit." Physician Song said as he removed the stitches. But when he turned around, Marquis Xuanping had already tilted his head and fallen asleep.

Marquis Xuanping seemed to sense something, struggled to open his eyelids and mumbled, "What did you say?"

"Nothing, I'm done. I need to give you a shot." Physician Song said.

Marquis Xuanping glanced at the IV drip and infusion needle brought over by Physician Song. After nodding in acknowledgment, he tilted his head and resumed sleeping.

Physician Song tied the arterial catheter around him, murmuring, "He's getting an injection for the first time... and he's not even afraid."

There were too many wounds on Marquis Xuanping's body that needed attention. It was almost half an hour after Physician Song left the room.

Xiao Heng was waiting for him in the corridor.

Physician Song approached, carrying his medicine box, and said, "Lord Xiao."

Xiao Heng turned around and asked, "How is he?"

Physician Song replied, "He's asleep. I've treated all the injuries I can. Honestly, he's quite seriously injured. The wound on his back is too long, and the one on his leg is so deep."

Xiao Heng watched as Physician Song gestured with his hands, indicating the length and depth of the wounds, and his handsome brows furrowed suddenly.

Physician Song sighed, "Is he trying to get himself killed? After being injured, he should rest properly in the military camp. Why rush back?"

Physician Song was unaware of the situation with the State of Yan’s people.

Xiao Heng's throat moved slightly, feeling a mixture of emotions, "So... can he recover?"

Physician Song replied honestly, "He can recover, but whether there will be any sequelae is hard to say."

It seemed they would have to wait for Gu Jiao to wake up and ask her if there was any way to heal him completely.

This was Princess Xinyang's residence. Xiao Heng hadn't intended to let Marquis Xuanping stay, but with Marquis Xuanping's injuries so severe, he couldn't just wake him up and send him back.

Xiao Heng entered the room.

A dim oil lamp was left on the table, and Marquis Xuanping was hooked up to the IV drip, deeply asleep.

Perhaps it was only at this moment that he shed his confident and arrogant demeanor in front of others, revealing the weariness and fatigue of an injured person between his brows.

In fact, his injuries had been there from the beginning, but when he was awake, his aura was too strong for others to perceive his vulnerability.

Xiao Heng knew that he had never grown into the son his father had hoped for. His father wanted a son who could inherit his legacy, a son to accompany him on the battlefield, and a son that could make him proud.

But whether it was his exceptional talent in childhood, his early promotion to Chief of the Imperial Academy, or his gradual rise in the court from the quagmire, he had never been able to make his father proud.

As the sky began to lighten, Princess Xinyang rushed back from outside the city.

They could have arrived earlier, but unfortunately, there was a heavy rain outside the west city gate, and there was a small landslide on the mountain halfway, delaying them for most of the night.

Princess Xinyang's first priority upon returning to the city was to rush home to see her son.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw a servant girl carrying a basin of blood coming out of Xiao Heng's room, causing her heart to skip a beat!

The thing she feared most had happened!

Ah Heng had been tricked by the people of the State of Yan!

"Ah Heng!"

Even the calmest mother couldn't remain composed when faced with her son's peril. Princess Xinyang almost stumbled as she rushed in, and the servant girls at the door didn't even have time to greet her before she reached the bedside.

The room was filled with the strong smell of jinchuang medicine, indicating that the other party was seriously injured.

Her nose tingled, and she threw herself onto the person on the bed, grabbing his shoulders tightly with both hands.

"Ah—"

Before she could finish her sentence, she felt a large, sturdy palm slowly landing on her head.

This action surprised her for a moment.

There were two main reasons: first, Xiao Heng was still able to move, indicating that he wasn't dead and could still be saved; and second... why did Xiao Heng touch her head?

Princess Xinyang raised her tear-filled eyes, gazing incredulously at the "Xiao Heng" on the bed. With just one glance, she stood up abruptly!

"Xiao, Xiao, Xiao, Xiao... How can it be you!"

She felt as if struck by lightning, stuttering in shock!

Marquis Xuanping furrowed his brows slightly, somewhat annoyed at being awakened. He slowly withdrew the hand that had just touched Princess Xinyang's head and pinched his own brow.

Then, he frowned and looked at Princess Xinyang, "Qin Fengwen?"

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