The moment the short dagger was pulled out, blood immediately began to flow.
Su Yan lightly pursed her lips.
Lifting her gaze towards Yu Wenxu, she said
"I just told you, you didn't have to save me."
Yu Wenxu's complexion had already turned pale.
Although not fatal, the wound kept bleeding; if it was left like this, sooner or later it would lead to trouble.
She looked up at the little eunuch behind Yu Wenxu, very seriously
"Call the Imperial Physician."
"Yes, yes"
After a moment of stun, the little eunuch quickly came to his senses and went to find the Imperial Physician.
Meanwhile, behind her, Liang Yue lay on the ground, gasping in pain, his disbelief
"You're not dead? Impossible, impossible!"
Garments once regal and imposing, bright red in color,
Now only left with wretched strugglings and gasping for breath.
His eyes, filled with hatred towards Su Yan.
Yu Wenxu's dark pupils swept over Liang Yue.
He spoke indifferently
"Fire."
