On the day of rebirth, I took my baby to find Jiuqiansui to recognize his relatives

But King Jin did not dare to ask more questions, he could only smile and nod with gritted teeth: "Of course."

There was a click, and Jiang Yanwan's hands exerted great force, and King Jin screamed like a pig with its neck cut, resounding through the sky.

Jiang Yanwan calmly withdrew her hand and bowed respectfully: "It's all right now. Your Highness, please go back to the palace and have a good rest. You will be back to normal in a few days."

Prince Jin slowly stood up with the help of his servants, and it seemed as if all the bones in his body were broken.

How could he know that his illness, which was only three-tenths serious, was treated by Jiang Yanwan with a five-tenths method, so naturally it was extremely painful.

But he just couldn't say his pain, so he could only smile and nod, watching Jiang Yanwan leave.

On the wide archery range, the sound of arrows breaking through the air was endless, and the cheers and exclamations of the audience intertwined into a passionate piece of music.

Jiang Yanwan stepped into the venue, her eyes moving through the crowd, finally locking onto the thin but determined figure - her son, Ayan.

She asked the palace servants and found out that they were taking horse riding and archery lessons.

Ah Yan stood in front of the target, his young face showing a concentration beyond his age.

He took a deep breath, pulled the bowstring to its full extent, and the arrow seemed to become an extension of his will, pointing straight at the bull's eye.

With a whoosh, the arrow broke through the wind and hit the target right in the heart, attracting admiration from all around.

"Good archery!" a deep and powerful voice sounded.

Wu Junyao walked out from the crowd, dressed in gorgeous clothes and brocade robes, with a strong aura.

His eyes were sharp and he was obviously attracted by A Yan's performance.

Jiang Yanwan turned her head and saw Wu Junyao, and her heart couldn't help but tighten.

She remembered that the other party's attitude towards A Yan was not friendly when they met last time.

But she also understood that Wu Junyao had extremely high attainments in martial arts and was a rare master.

The fact that he was praised by him showed that Ayan’s ability was quite good.

Wu Junyao walked straight towards Ah Yan, squatted down, and looked into the child's eyes: "You are very talented, are you willing to learn martial arts from me?"

A Yan looked up, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his clear eyes.

He looked at his mother, as if seeking advice, then lowered his head to think for a moment, and finally shook his head: "Thank you, but I saw that you were not very polite to my mother last time. I don't like such a person to be my master."

Everyone around was stunned when they heard this. They didn't expect that a child would be so rude to reject the dreaded Governor Wu.

Wu Junyao paused, and when everyone thought he would get angry, he slowly curled up the corners of his mouth.

"You are quite a man, boy. But your vision is a little narrow."

After saying that, Wu Junyao took the bow and arrow from someone else's hand, stood still, his body as steady as a rock.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, as if he had reached a tacit understanding with some power between heaven and earth.

He suddenly opened his eyes and fired arrows continuously, each arrow hitting the bull's eye accurately.

The last arrow even pierced through the tails of the previous arrows, forming a perfect string of "ten rings".

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and Ah Yan's eyes were shining with disbelief.

That is pure worship of the strong.

The word "starry eyes" is the most appropriate to describe him at this moment.

"How about it, have you changed your mind now?" Wu Junyao looked at A Yan with a smile.

A Yan pursed his lips and looked at his mother. Jiang Yanwan nodded slightly to encourage him.

He turned back and said firmly, "Okay, I'm willing to learn from you, but you have to promise me that you will be nicer to my mother in the future."

Wu Junyao raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully: "Deal!"

After school, Jiang Yanwan wanted to take A Yan back home, but was stopped by Wu Junyao.

"Grandma hasn't been feeling well lately, and she asked you to go back and help take care of her."

Jiang Yanwan did not refuse, remembering that she had used Madam Wu's name to bully others before.

As the sun gradually set in the west, Jiang Yanwan bid farewell to the eldest princess and, along with A Yan and a group of entourage, set off for the Wu Mansion.

The courtyard is quaint, with luxuriant flowers and trees, and an extraordinary atmosphere in the tranquility.

Mrs. Wu’s bedroom is hidden in this quiet corner.

"Grandma Wu, we're here to see you." A Yan called softly.

Old Madam Wu was lying on the bed, her face haggard and her breath weak, she was completely different from before.

It's strange. The last time I saw Madam Wu, although there was poison in her body, she was definitely not to this extent. How come the poison has penetrated so deeply into her body after just a few days of not seeing her?

Jiang Yanwan frowned, and after a careful inspection, her heart sank.

"This poison is much deeper than before. If it is not dealt with in time, the consequences will be disastrous."

There was an urgency in her words that could not be ignored.

Wu Junyao's face darkened when he heard this, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. "No matter who did it, I will make him pay the price."

But then he turned to Jiang Yanwan, "Do you have any solution?"

Jiang Yanwan pondered for a moment and proposed a medicinal bath. "Although the medicinal bath is slow, it is gentle and thorough, but..."

She hesitated, after all, this would require her to personally test the safety of the prescription.

As night falls, the moonlight is like water, filling every corner of the Wu Mansion.

Jiang Yanwan changed into light clothes and prepared to conduct the medicinal bath experiment.

The steaming bathroom was filled with the aroma of medicine.

She slowly stepped into the tub, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the moment of peace.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the window, followed by the sound of swords clashing.

Wu Junyao's voice was particularly clear in the night: "Who sent you here?"

Jiang Yanwan was shocked and immediately realized what had happened.

She stood up quickly and was about to shout when the door was pushed open.

Wu Junyao was covered in wounds and staggered into the bathroom, with a dark shadow chasing him closely.

"Hurry, hide." Wu Junyao ordered in a low voice and jumped into the bathtub without any further explanation.

The warm liquid medicine was instantly dyed red by blood.

Jiang Yanwan's heart was beating like a drum, but she forced herself to calm down and covered their figures with a bath towel.

In the small space, breaths intertwined and the atmosphere was extremely subtle.

"Are you okay?" she asked in a low voice, with a look of both worry and reproach.

Wu Junyao smiled bitterly, the pain from the wound made him pale. "Don't worry, you won't die."

He answered softly, but there was a barely perceptible tenderness in his eyes.

The black-clad assassin searched for a while but found nothing and left in disappointment.

Jiang Yanwan heaved a sigh of relief only to find that she and Wu Junyao were incredibly close.

"This time, you owe me a favor." She said casually, trying to break the awkwardness.

Wu Junyao looked at her without comment and did not answer.

The air is filled with the aroma of medicine and subtle emotions, and everything is self-explanatory.

"Okay, after I take care of the wound, we'll talk about how to cure grandma." Wu Junyao said, slowly standing up and preparing to leave the bathtub.

"Yeah." Jiang Yanwan responded, her cheeks slightly red, and mixed feelings in her heart.