My Aloof Lord Ex-Husband Begs for Remarriage
Chapter 192 - 193: No Breathing

Chapter 192: Chapter 193: No Breathing

Zhuang Lin knew Ye Jiuxiao well.

He was aware that medicine was Ye Jiuxiao’s lifeline.

Once the medicine ran out, there would definitely be trouble.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, he furrowed his brows and said, "I’ll send someone to gather information about him."

As Zhuang Lin spoke, he was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait, let your person take this to him."

Chu Nanli handed Zhuang Lin the elixir she had concocted in her space some days prior.

"This can temporarily alleviate his poison."

Chu Nanli couldn’t leave now and wasn’t able to go do acupuncture for Ye Jiuxiao herself, so she could only rely on this medicine to stabilize his condition.

"Mhm."

Zhuang Lin took the medicine, his expression stern, "I’ll thank the Princess Consort on Jiuxiao’s behalf."

This was the first time Chu Nanli saw Zhuang Lin with such a serious demeanor. It seemed he was truly worried about Ye Jiuxiao.

With his help, Ye Jiuxiao should be out of danger.

"No need, it’s what I should do."

After Chu Nanli finished speaking, she turned around and left, hoping for Ye Jiuxiao’s safety as well.

Such a good person as he should receive good karma.

Ye Yunting had just finished his business and came out of the Auction Pavilion when he saw Chu Nanli’s slender figure.

If he wasn’t mistaken, she had just come out of Zhuang Lin’s room.

Ye Yunting frowned.

He wanted to call out to Chu Nanli, but her silhouette quickly disappeared.

When Chu Nanli returned to the Prince Residence and was heading towards Chuxiang garden, she was stopped by Ye Yunting.

"Where have you been today?"

Ye Yunting’s cool voice came from behind Chu Nanli.

The sudden sound startled her so that her heart skipped a beat.

Turning around, her expression slightly angry, she stared at him with wide eyes, "Ye Yunting, how come you walk without making a sound!"

Ye Yunting’s gaze lowered only to find Chu Nanli’s cheeks slightly reddened with anger, her round, wide eyes staring at him, brimming with watery accusation.

She was born beautiful, and her expression at this moment added a vivid liveliness, making her appear even more radiant and delicate than the flowers beside her.

The anger in Ye Yunting’s heart suddenly subsided by half.

"I saw you went to Zhuang Lin’s place. What did you seek him for? Are you very familiar with each other?" Ye Yunting asked indifferently, his tone a bit softer than before.

Chu Nanli considered herself unlucky, having not anticipated to be seen by Ye Yunting just by stepping outside.

She couldn’t divulge Ye Jiuxiao’s circumstances, and so she said, "Not familiar. I’m planning to open a hotpot restaurant. I was just asking him for help."

Since Ye Yunting had tried the hotpot she made, Chu Nanli hadn’t planned to keep the fact that she was opening a hotpot restaurant hidden from Ye Jiuxiao.

"Hotpot? That unpalatable food?"

Ye Yunting recalled the hotpot meal Chu Nanli prepared for him a few days ago.

He remembered it as overly spicy, and even thinking about it now made his nose burn.

"How is it unpalatable? Mengmeng and the others all like it very much," retorted Chu Nanli disdainfully.

Ye Yunting’s lips pursed slightly.

He believed that Chu Nanli would not be successful.

Who would pay for such distasteful food?

But he didn’t want to dampen Chu Nanli’s enthusiasm.

After all, the Prince Residence was wealthy; opening a store was a mere trifle they could afford.

"Is there anything you need my help with?" Ye Yunting inquired.

Chu Nanli thought she must have heard wrong.

Why would Ye Yunting offer to help her? It would be a surprise if he didn’t cause her trouble.

"No need for the time being..." Chu Nanli stated decisively.

Ye Yunting’s expression darkened slightly, "Chu Nanli, should I say that you’re arrogantly overconfident, or that you simply don’t recognize a good opportunity when it’s before you?"

Chu Nanli: "..."

Hitting a wall.

"Do you think opening a store is such an easy affair?" Ye Yunting frowned at Chu Nanli.

"Choosing a location, recruiting staff... There’s a lot of knowledge hidden in those tasks."

The more Chu Nanli listened, the more confused she got.

Could it be that Ye Yunting was seriously "teaching" her because he genuinely wanted to help her?

Mentioning personnel, she suddenly thought of Mengmeng and thus tentatively asked, "May I borrow someone from you?"

"Who?"

"The head cook in the residence, Mengmeng. I want her to help me make hotpot.

If the business gets busy later on, she might not come to the Prince Residence anymore, so may I have her indenture of servitude?" Chu Nanli said softly.

Ye Yunting felt that it had been a long time since Chu Nanli had spoken to him so pleasantly.

He nodded his head, "Hmm, just go to the steward."

Chu Nanli did not expect him to be so agreeable.

It was as if he had suddenly changed his disposition...

Yun City, Black Tiger Mountain.

In the vast night, it was pitch black, and one couldn’t see their hand in front of them.

Ye Jiuxiao, clutching the wound on his chest, leaned against a large tree.

He had not expected that doing the tea trade in Mian Country would expose their secrets.

These past few days, he had been relentlessly pursued by the military of the Mian Country border.

With his martial skills, evading these purusers was not difficult, but unluckily, his cold poison had flared up, and he had run out of medicine.

Dragging his weak body, he had fled, and several times he nearly met his demise.

Ling had gotten injured while covering for him on the road, and his life and death remained uncertain.

Ye Jiuxiao looked down at the fresh blood spurting continuously, which was particularly chilling in the dark night.

"Am I really going to fall here?"

No, he absolutely couldn’t die here...

There were still so many people counting on him for rescue.

He clenched his fists tightly, trying to stand up, but everything went black before his eyes, and he saw nothing more.

At the same time, Ye Jiuxiao’s hidden guard Lang Yi had located Physician Zhuang at an inn in Yun City.

It was only upon arriving that he learned Physician Zhuang had also lost contact with the Prince.

Ye Jiuxiao had gone missing.

Just as the two were about to seek help from Tianji Pavilion, Lu Mufan hurried over in a panic.

Lu Mufan was the manager of the Escort Agency and also the third in command at Tianji Pavilion.

Unlike Ye Jiuxiao and Zhuang Lin, he was a scholar, not particularly skilled in martial arts, and had rushed over both day and night, now completely out of breath.

Upon seeing Lu Mufan, Lang Yi rushed forward as if he had seen a savior.

"Do you have any news of the Prince?"

Lu Mufan shook his head, "For now, we only know that the last place he appeared was Black Tiger Mountain."

"I’ll search!" Lang Yi said.

"Just a few of us are not enough, and we can’t arouse the attention of the officials in Yun City right now."

Lu Mufan was somewhat disheartened.

"No problem, I brought enough people, and it’s also thanks to the Princess Consort’s reminder..." Lang Yi patted Lu Mufan’s shoulder, "No time to talk, let’s hurry and search!"

"Yes!" Lu Mufan’s eyes lit up again.

The three of them set out together, bringing along a small team of ten people.

The night on Black Tiger Mountain was impenetrably dark.

Fearing ambush, they dared not light torches and could only rely on their senses to search.

There was no moon tonight.

Only the sporadic starlight filtered through the forest.

The group, focused and alert, searched thoroughly and finally found Ye Jiuxiao, who was unconscious, next to a large tree.

"Master!"

Lang Yi stepped forward to support Ye Jiuxiao, checking his breath. His face immediately changed.

Originally thinking that the Prince was only unconscious, now it seemed, how could he have stopped breathing!

"Physician Zhuang, quick, come here!" Lang Yi called out in a deliberately lowered voice, but his tone was still filled with shock and urgency.

Physician Zhuang, being elderly, could hardly see the path, so Lu Mufan had to help him over.

After taking Ye Jiuxiao’s pulse, Physician Zhuang sat down on the ground, his mind went blank, and tears streamed down uncontrollably.

Seeing that something was wrong with the two, Lu Mufan asked anxiously, "What’s wrong?"

The two hesitated to speak.

Lu Mufan for the first time was so anxious he almost jumped up and down!

"Would you just speak!"