mtlumby2d Chapter 417 Who was that woman?
Chapter 417 Who was that woman?
After a moment, Yelü Bei slowly put down what he was doing, turned to look at Amu, and asked in a low voice:
"Have you noticed anything wrong?"
Amu frowned, listened carefully for a moment, and then lowered his voice to answer:
"It seems like someone is spying on us from outside."
Yelü Bei's expression instantly turned serious.
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked out through the half-open crack.
Sure enough, several dark figures could be vaguely seen moving furtively among the shadows of the trees not far away.
These people were clearly not ordinary soldiers—
They were agile and stealthy, clearly highly trained experts.
"Was it sent by Mother?"
Yelü Bei muttered to himself, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.
He knew that he was not as good at winning their mother's favor as his younger brother, Yelü Deguang.
However, as the eldest son, he will be the biggest obstacle to Yelü Deguang's growing ambition in the future.
Therefore, his mother, Shulu Ping, always sent people to monitor him.
But he didn't expect the surveillance to be so tight that even such a small movement couldn't escape the other party's eyes.
"Prince, what should we do?"
Amu asked somewhat nervously.
Yelü Bei pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and said in a seemingly casual tone:
"Forget it, let's talk about this later. It's not the right time yet."
After saying this, he gestured for Amu to step back.
After the study returned to silence, he sighed and picked up the purple silk again to examine it closely.
This is not just an object; it carries a heavy responsibility and his promise to Qiu Ziyue.
However, even sending such a letter would expose one's plans.
So how could he ensure that the message could be safely delivered to Jinyang?
The wind outside the window grew colder, rustling the branches.
Yelü Bei raised his head, looked up at the dark night sky, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.
"No matter what, I can't let her down."
He spoke in a low voice, his tone firm and powerful.
So he carefully put the purple silk back in and hid it in his inner pocket.
He knew that one day he would find an opportunity to complete this mission.
Before that, he had to be more cautious to avoid alerting the enemy.
That night, the moonlight was as clear as water, but it failed to illuminate Yelü Bei's inner struggles and worries.
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Yelü Bei got up and began to busy himself.
He invited the most respected doctor in the tribe.
This is a doctor who is over sixty years old but has a wealth of experience, possesses superb medical skills, and is cautious in his conduct.
To ensure everything went perfectly, Yelü Bei specifically ordered that the doctor's eyes be covered with a strip of cloth.
He then personally led him through winding paths, finally into a hidden chamber.
"This is it."
Yelü Bei spoke in a low voice, his tone tinged with seriousness.
"This young woman is seriously injured, but it is crucial that no information about her be leaked to the outside world."
The doctor nodded. Although he couldn't see the surroundings, he could feel the tense atmosphere in the air.
He was helped to sit down beside Qiu Ziyue's bed and reached out to check her pulse.
Qiu Ziyue's face was still as pale as paper, and a thin layer of sweat was seeping from her forehead, clearly indicating that her physical condition was worrying.
The doctor held his breath and carefully took Qiu Ziyue's pulse. After a moment of contemplation, he examined her injuries closely.
The internal injury is severe, and there is a deficiency of both qi and blood. If not treated properly, it may even endanger life.
"prince,"
The doctor raised his head, his tone slightly worried.
"This young lady's eyes require expensive medicinal herbs to heal, but her internal injuries are quite severe."
He needs a large amount of blood-tonifying medicine to recuperate in order to save his life.
Furthermore, several months of rest are necessary; otherwise, there may be long-term complications.
Upon hearing this, Yelü Bei frowned slightly, then nodded solemnly:
"Thank you for your guidance, doctor. I will prepare these medicinal herbs as soon as possible."
After he finished speaking, he quickly took out the parchment and charcoal pencil he carried with him and wrote down the medicines listed by the doctor one by one.
After the doctor finished writing the prescription, Yelü Bei gave another instruction:
"Regarding today's treatment, I hope the physician will keep it a secret. If anyone asks,
Explain that I caught a cold recently and asked you to come and treat me, do you understand?
The doctor quickly replied:
"I understand, and I will keep my mouth shut and never let anyone know."
After seeing the doctor off, Yelü Bei returned to the secret room.
Looking at the weak Qiu Ziyue, a complex emotion welled up in his heart.
He knew that Qiu Ziyue already had two husbands, and he also had a fiancée arranged for him by his mother.
However, he did not love his fiancée.
He also dislikes his current life, finding it too boring and stressful.
Until he met Qiu Ziyue, a woman who was like a ray of light.
So free, so bright, so joyful, so cheerful, so lovely, so beautiful, so kind...
She was like a fairy, bringing joy and hope to everyone.
This was completely different from many of the women he had met; she wasn't stiff, pretentious, or clichéd...
He thought to himself, no wonder so many men like her so much.
Perhaps Qi Yuxuan and Li Cunxu also liked these qualities in her.
Are you a human or an immortal?
Yelü Bei murmured softly, his gaze fixed on Qiu Ziyue's tightly closed eyes.
"No matter what, I will do my best to cure you."
Qiu Ziyue is sleeping peacefully at this moment, her pale face still looking very beautiful.
Yelü Bei sat to the side, sorting out a list of precious medicinal herbs.
While pondering how to deal with the potential crisis.
A moment later, Amutong relayed that the Great Khan Yelü Abaoji wished to see Yelü Bei.
Upon hearing the news, Yelü Bei hurriedly straightened his clothes and rushed to the main hall.
Upon entering the hall, he found that his brothers and sisters had already gathered together.
The atmosphere was not as relaxed as a typical gathering; instead, it was somewhat solemn and tense.
Yelü Abaoji sat upright in the main seat, his piercing gaze sweeping over the crowd before he spoke:
"Since you're all here today, it's been a long time since we've had a proper spar. How about we take this opportunity to have a match?"
Upon hearing this, everyone reacted with varying expressions.
Some were eager to try, their eyes sparkling with excitement;
Some people seemed a little reserved, as if they were uneasy about the occasion.
But no one dared to disobey the Khan's proposal, and they all agreed.
"it is good."
Yelü Bei nodded slightly. Although he had some doubts, he did not ask any further questions and simply waited quietly for the arrangements.
The first match began quickly, with Yelü Bei facing off against Yelü Deguang.
The two men each held a sword and stood in their positions.
At a command, the two clashed swiftly, their blades flashing and gleaming.
Yelü Bei was calm and experienced, and his moves were sharp and precise.
Yelü Deguang's swordplay was fierce, with each strike full of power.
In the heat of battle, an unexpected event suddenly occurred—
During a fierce exchange of offense and defense, Yelü Deguang used the tip of his sword to tear Yelü Bei's outer robe.
In an instant, a splash of purple caught everyone's eye.
It was a delicate piece of silk that floated quietly past Yelü Bei's waist before falling to the ground.
The entire room fell silent.
All eyes turned to the purple silk, including Yelü Abaoji's.
The Khan, a man of great talent and ambition, frowned slightly, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable authority:
"Whose purple sleeve is this?"
The air seemed to freeze as soon as these words were spoken.
To be continued in the next chapter!