But those who have taken the Clear Heart Pill cannot be moved unless they have awakened; otherwise, the consequences are unpredictable.

Xia Wenjin was quite anxious inside and whispered, "Huang Zheng, Huang Zheng, wake up!"

After a short while, Huangfu Jingchen’s eyelashes gently trembled.

There is hope; it looks like he can wake up!

Xia Wenjin hurriedly called again, "Huang Zheng, Huang Zheng, quickly open your eyes and look, it’s me! I’ve brought you the Jade Pendant!"

Whether it was because her voice was too familiar or due to the effect of the Clear Heart Pill, Huang Zheng’s eyelashes moved again, and he slowly opened his eyes.

His unfocused gaze slowly concentrated on Xia Wenjin’s face, a mixture of shock and surprise: "Wenjin, is it really you? Did you save me?"

Xia Wenjin calmly and clearly said, "Listen to me, you’ve regained a bit of strength now and can move. I’ll help you quickly leave this place, and when we reach a safe spot, I’ll treat your injuries properly!"

Huangfu Jingchen suppressed the joy surging in his heart, nodded, and then struggled to sit up as Xia Wenjin helped him.

As soon as he got up, the wounds on his body split open, and blood pooled into drops on the ground.

With one hand supporting him, in the other hand holding a silver needle, as blood trickled from his body, Xia Wenjin pierced through. Strangely, with this treatment, those gruesome wounds on Huangfu Jingchen’s body indeed stopped bleeding.

Standing up, Huangfu Jingchen felt dizzy in waves, but he indeed had the ability to move, and he knew Xia Wenjin’s concerns were not without reason; someone would soon come to assess the result here.

Seeing him alive, surely they would deal another blow, or even implicate Xia Wenjin. This is something he was unwilling to see, so even if he couldn’t move, he would crawl to escape!

With Xia Wenjin’s support, his movement became easier, but those blood droplets were alarming and had pooled into a trail on the ground. Anyone following the blood could find him.

Moreover, clothed in snowy white turning into almost a blood-soaked figure, stepping out of this alley, surely would attract everyone’s gaze. At that moment, those wanting him dead would certainly react immediately.

Furthermore, this would also attract the Government’s attention. As long as someone sees so many dead bodies here, both she and Huang Zheng would be taken to the Capital City Government Office.

Xia Wenjin glanced around and saw the dead horse and the porcupine-like carriage nearby; the carriage looked good, confirming her previous guess that Huang Zheng indeed came from a wealthy background. With such status in the Capital City, who is he?

But now is not the time to investigate these matters. Xia Wenjin withdrew her gaze and asked, "Do you have clothes on the carriage?"

Huangfu Jingchen knew exactly why she asked and nodded, "Yes!"

Attending a palace banquet, there surely would be spare garments in the carriage.

Xia Wenjin said, "Wait here!" She supported Huangfu Jingchen against the wall and ran quickly toward the carriage.

Seeing the carriage densely packed with arrows, this otherwise fine carriage was clearly unusable. Though the carriage had a crest, it was obscured by the arrows so Xia Wenjin didn’t see it.

Among the gaps between arrows, she entered the carriage and found a set of clothes inside.

She quickly returned with the clothes in hand, "Change out of this first!"

Huangfu Jingchen nodded, started removing his clothes, but they were all coagulated by blood and his hands were injured, slowing his movements.

Xia Wenjin hesitated briefly, then took out a dagger and sliced the blood-soaked garments into strips, peeling them off him.

However, seeing so many wounds on his back still bleeding, she couldn’t help but apply antiseptic medicine on him. The powder was quickly soaked by blood, but since Xia Wenjin had already stopped the bleeding, it didn’t wash the powder away.

Xia Wenjin tore her inner garment into strips and roughly bandaged him, draping the clean clothes over him, and wrapped the bloodied clothes around a corpse, destroying the corpse’s face.

Huangfu Jingchen watched silently, knowing Xia Wenjin was buying him time.

But, that person is cunning; surely he wouldn’t be fooled by such a minor disguise into thinking he’s dead. Nonetheless, he could use this chance to recuperate longer.

Xia Wenjin then took out a pouch of powder and scattered it on the ground, tossing a flint down; upon contact, flames erupted.

She only covered half the area, igniting only where powder was scattered, the other half remained unburned.

Huangfu Jingchen looked at Uncle Qin’s corpse lifeless in that corner, and the four Hidden Guards who died protecting him one after another. His heart is in mourning, silently grinding his teeth. He would make them pay for these debts!

Xia Wenjin swiftly took care of the scene before quickly returning to assist him, "Let’s go, someone will come here very soon!"

Huangfu Jingchen was severely injured; upon leaving that alley and entering a residence, he fell unconscious.

Outside, chaos ensued, yet Huangfu Jingchen hadn’t awoken from his coma.

This residence was one Xia Wenjin stumbled into; it’s an empty place. She worried initially that if the owner showed up, how to explain or plead.

Yet, no one was inside; it seemed vacant for a while, so Xia Wenjin decided to temporarily shelter Huangfu Jingchen here for recovery. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

She came to the Capital City initially to find Xia Wanqing and the uncles from Haotian Village, but encountering Huang Zheng’s ordeal, she couldn’t just ignore it.

Priorities must be distinguished. Huang Zheng was on the brink of life and death; if not encountered, so be it, but having met him, how could she not try her utmost to save him?

Anyway, she already knew Xia Wanqing’s whereabouts and could advise them later. She wasn’t sure if her father would heed her advice.

Let these worries be addressed later; Huang Zheng’s injuries truly don’t allow optimism. The Clear Heart Pill saved his life, but recovery might take some time.

Fortunate that Xia Wenjin herself is skilled in medicine; otherwise, seeking external clinics would cause countless unforeseen variables and be hard to manage.

Yet, even then, Huangfu Jingchen’s injuries continued to relapse, with consciousness fluctuating between clarity and comas.

The wounds were too severe.

Moreover, Uncle Qin and others died for him, leaving deep guilt within, tormenting him. In his coma, he kept exclaiming, "Uncle Qin, run quickly!"

"No, don’t die!"

"Huangfu Hanyu, how cruel you are!"

"Come for me, don’t kill them!"

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