He killed someone, she finished him off, even the crazy Marquis was shocked

When Wu Yu arrived, it was almost noon.

After some rest, Xiahou Su felt much better.

Wu Shang led his men to eliminate the remaining killers everywhere. Wu Xin was a stranger, so he went to investigate the situation all the way back to Kyoto City and escorted the Marquis and his wife back to Beijing first.

Wu Yu was quite considerate and brought medicine, clean silk ribbons and clothes.

Li Siwan returned to the cave and helped Xiahou Su to re-apply medicine and bandage the wound. Then he changed his clothes and the group got out of the dense forest.

"What? The young marquis won't go with us?"

Wu Yu's shocked voice rang out from outside the carriage, while Xiahou Su slowly said, "Song Qiyu tried his best to ambush me this time. He also knew that if I could return to the capital safely, he would definitely find out about him. Since we were destined to fall out, he would do everything he could to prevent me from returning to the capital alive."

"Young Marquis, do you mean that there will be other dangers on the way back?"

"Yes, and it may be even more severe than what we just experienced."

"Then we must stay by the young marquis' side."

Xiahou Su shook his head. "That's why we have to go separately. My destination is not Kyoto. So I disguised myself and went ahead to avoid being seen. Your convoy will follow behind with a big fanfare. I will pretend to be in the carriage to attract attention, while Wu Shang will lurk in the dark in case of emergency."

Wu Yu understood, "In this way, the young marquis can escape quietly. Even if the assassin attacks us, seeing that the young marquis is not here, he will not really fight with us to the death, so we will all be safe."

"Not only that, once my parents return to Kyoto, they will immediately launch a counterattack, and Song Qiyu will have no time to regain his strength."

"Where does the young marquis want to go?"

Xiahou Su curled his lips into a smile, but that smile was filled with murderous intent.

"Since Song Qiyu gave me such a great gift, I naturally have to give him something in return."

Wu Yu understood what he meant and did not ask any further questions, but he still had some concerns.

"I will arrange for the experts to secretly protect the young marquis first, but how is the young marquis going to disguise his identity? Song Qiyu's people are not so easy to fool."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Siwan, who had been silent, spoke up, "I'm here!"

Xiahou Su and Wu Yu couldn't help but turn their heads to look at her.

Li Siwan raised his hand proudly, "Disguise is nothing more than appearance, relationships, and acting skills. I can change the young marquis's attire and appearance, and I can also cooperate with the young marquis to establish various relationships. Finally, my acting skills are also very good."

After that, Li Siwan emphasized, "And your injury is very serious. I must stay by your side and take care of you at all times."

Li Siwan looked serious.

If she didn't know that the current situation was special and Xiahou Su had to take action, she would definitely not let Xiahou Su run around.

"But you have to know that if you follow me, the gates of hell will follow you."

"Of course I know, so what?"

Li Siwan spoke so easily that Xiahou Su did not say anything more. He looked at Wu Yu and nodded.

Wu Yu turned around and went down to arrange the follow-up matters.

Li Siwan was taking a nap by the window when Xiahou Su's voice came over.

"So what do you think is the best relationship between us?"

"Young master's maid, patient's doctor, brother or sister...anything is fine."

"But I think maybe another kind of relationship is better."

"what!"

"couple."

The word "husband and wife" made Li Siwan open his eyes instantly.

"What did you say?"

"Husband and wife, this is the most convenient. Look at my current state. You and I have to live in the same room. But how can we live in the same room except for husband and wife?"

Xiahou Su spoke seriously, and Li Siwan felt that what he said made sense as he looked pale and weak.

With modernist ideas in mind, it was not a problem for her to live in the same room with others.

Then he nodded, "That's settled then."

Li Siwan was so tired that he almost fainted, so after he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, leaned aside and fell asleep again.

He didn't notice the cunning that flashed across Xiahou Su's eyes.

Everything went as planned. When they were almost at the town, Li Siwan and Xiahou Su separated from Wu Yu and the others.

Xiahou Su changed his clothes and put on a bamboo hat on the pretext of being sick. Li Siwan followed him. At first glance, one would think they were a young couple from an elegant and wealthy family.

The place Xiahou Su wanted to go was Qiancheng, which was in a different direction from Kyoto City.

Therefore, as long as they get rid of the spies at the beginning, no one will know where they are going afterwards.

As the carriage moved forward, Xiahou Su was seriously injured and weak, so he lay on a couch to rest.

Li Siwan sat on the side and watched.

When night fell, the two arrived at a small town.

The town is remote, but still lively.

After finding an inn, the two stayed there.

Although they changed their clothes during the day, they were afraid of being discovered, so they didn't have time to wash them properly.

Li Siwan asked for hot water. Xiahou Su had many external injuries on his body and could not take a bath, so he could only ask her to help wipe them.

Li Siwan originally thought that since he had been with Xiahou Su for such a long time and had just experienced life and death, he should be able to face Xiahou Su purely as a doctor.

But she still underestimated Xiahou Su's influence on her.

When her clothes were removed and the scars all over her came into view, even the beauty that she had deliberately avoided before could not win her over, and her heart was touched.

There were wounds all over his body, new and old, covering almost every good spot on his body.

This is proof that he protects his country.

It’s tragic and great, but... it hurts!

Li Siwan's eyes were slightly red, filled with heartache.

Subconsciously, my fingertips touched the scar.

Her fingertips were soft, and Xiahou Su could clearly feel her touch.

His body stiffened subconsciously, and the moment he turned his head, he saw the heartache in her eyes.

A warm feeling surged in my heart, and after a long while I let out a soft sigh.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. I'm used to it."

These light words made Li Siwan withdraw his hand instantly, but the pain in his eyes became deeper.

She picked up the handkerchief and carefully wiped his wound, treated the new wound, applied medicine, and then picked up the silk ribbon.

She put her arms around his back and bandaged him.

The scattered hair swept across his shoulders and cheeks, entwined with his fingertips and passed through them.

It brings with it a strange feeling, and falls into my heart.

Li Siwan naturally didn't know this and focused on bandaging his wound. He then picked up a hot towel and wiped his body.

After the warmth, a cool feeling passed through his body, causing a different dark color to gradually emerge in his eyes.

Li Siwan turned around and squatted over him, reaching out and taking his palm, still wiping it carefully.

Looking at Li Siwan's serious and gentle face, Xiahou Su couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

While wiping, his fingertips moved lightly and slipped into Li Siwan's fingers.

In an instant, their fingers were intertwined.

Li Siwan was stunned, "Huh?"

When he raised his eyes, Xiahou Su had already calmed down and said, "I feel like my fingers are a little weak."

Li Siwan had no doubts and quickly checked it carefully.

"is it?"

She took his other hand and interlocked his fingers, "Try using both of your hands."

Xiahou Su smiled and tried, "It seems... I really have no strength."

"Tsk, that might be because the injury on your back hasn't healed yet, and it affected the strength of your arm."

Li Siwan stood up and took a closer look. "But it's okay. It should be fine in a few days. Don't exert yourself these few days. I'll take care of everything."

"it is good."

Xiahou Su nodded, then stood up, stretched out his arms, and looked at Li Siwan.

Li Siwan was slightly stunned, and Xiahou Su sighed, "I am powerless, and you still need to help me change my clothes."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Li Siwan always felt that there was a hint of cunning in the depths of Xiahou Su's aggrieved expression.