Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Handsome Men Keep Chasing After Me

Chapter 180

Jinse walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, her pale face covered with tears, her eyes filled with heartache.

His gentle, watery gaze remained fixed on her, without uttering a word.

Nalan Jing sighed, took his hand, and whispered, "Don't cry, I'm fine."

She wasn't good at comforting people, so she could only repeatedly tell him not to cry and that she was fine.

Jinse doesn't dare touch her now, afraid of accidentally touching her wounds, even though she keeps saying that she's not in pain and that she's fine.

Nalan Jingwen raised his hand to wipe away his tears, then gently kissed his forehead, and said, "You don't believe me?"

Jinse shook her head and tightened her grip on her hand.

He believed everything she said, whether it was true or not.

But seeing her injured, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken, as if someone had taken a sharp dagger and slashed his heart, leaving it bloody.

"Lord Nuxin."

"Trust me, then stop crying. I'm injured, and I still have to comfort you. Jinse, you really have a cruel heart."

She looked sad, while Jinse looked flustered, hastily wiping away her tears and forcing a smile that looked even uglier than crying.

"Don't cry, I won't cry anymore."

Nalan Jingwen was amused by his somewhat comical expression, but also felt sorry for him.

Jinse is truly a wonderful person.

She reached out and pulled him into her arms. Jinse resisted a little, afraid of hurting her, and also afraid that his movements would be too big and he would accidentally touch her. He could only stay stiff and lean against her very carefully.

"Good girl, is there anything you want? After this matter is over, I will take you to buy it."

Jinse gently shook her head, looking up at the face she had been longing for, "I only wish for Your Highness's safety."

Nalan Jingwen paused slightly, but remained silent.

Jinse nuzzled against her neck, her voice full of affection.

"I know that many things cannot be achieved just because I want them, but I still hope that, no matter what, Your Highness can put me first and consider me the most important thing in everything."

He couldn't bear to see her hurt anymore; he could no longer withstand those storms.

Nothing is more important than herself.

Even him.

Nalan Jingwen didn't speak, but simply held him quietly. There was no sound around them, only the sound of their heartbeats.

Tender and lingering, lush and fragrant.

……

The next day.

News of the assassination attempt on the Prince Xian last night quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys, and the nobles and princes also received the news early on.

Nangong Shiyu and Nangong Muwan wanted to visit Nalan Jingwen, but Hongyun stopped them at the door.

"Your Highnesses, please return. His Highness will not see anyone."

Nangong Muwan's face darkened. Nalan Jingwen had rejected her invitation before, and now that she had come in person, she was still rejected!

Why are you not here?

Nangong Shiyu frowned and said, "I have brought the imperial physician to treat the Prince Xian as an apology."

Hongyun glanced at the two of them, her expression neither humble nor arrogant.

"I hope Your Highnesses will understand that the murderer has not yet been caught and His Highness is not seeing anyone."

"What do you mean? You suspect we're the murderers?"

Nangong Muwan immediately understood the deeper meaning behind her words, and her face darkened even more.

Hongyun remained expressionless and said, "This subordinate did not say that. I hope Your Highness will understand."

"you!!"

Nangong Muwan wanted to draw her sword, but Nangong Shiyu stopped her, her face full of disapproval, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing? Don't you think things have gotten bigger enough?"

Nalan Jingwen was assassinated here and seriously injured. They were in the wrong to begin with. If Feng Tian finds out, he will definitely make trouble for them. And Nangong Muwan, that fool, still wants to cause trouble. She is simply stupid!

She looked at Hongyun and said, "Please inform the Prince that I will thoroughly investigate this matter and give him an explanation."

"I will certainly convey this message."

Nangong Shiyu nodded and forcefully led Nangong Muwan away.

Hongyun only went back to report to Nalan Jingwen after confirming that they had left.

Nalan Jingwen leaned against the headboard reading a book, while Jinse sat on the edge of the bed, peeling oranges for her. The scene was peaceful and serene.

Nalan Jing nodded upon hearing this, "Well done. Say the same thing to anyone else who comes."

"Yes."

Just as Hongyun was about to leave, Nalan Jingwen called her back.

"This matter must not be reported to Feng Tian."

She has her own way of handling this matter; there's no need to spread it to Feng Tian and cause him worry.

Hongyun's expression stiffened slightly, and Nalan Jingwen instantly realized something, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"You've already sent someone to spread the word?"

Hongyun immediately knelt down, lowering her head and not daring to look at her, and said, "Your Highness, everything about you will be reported to the Prince Consort truthfully. The news of your injury last night has already been sent out by fast horse."

Nalan Jingwen knew about her situation and that they would report it to Rong Hengyu. There was nothing to hide, so she didn't stop them. However, she forgot about it last night and didn't expect them to act so quickly.

"Can it still be intercepted?"

Hongyun looked at her, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Nalan Jingwen understood and waved helplessly.

"Go down."

It seems I need to get everything sorted out here quickly and get back to Fengtian as soon as possible.

……

The night was dark and windy, and the atmosphere was desolate.

A figure flashed past quickly in the darkness, its movements swift and agile, like a ghost.

Nalan Jingwen moved through the palace, accurately arriving at Nangong Jiuyan's palace, concealing his figure, and lifting a tile.

The palace was brightly lit at this moment. Nangong Jiuyan sat on a high chair with a gloomy expression, looking at the group of people below.

"What happened? Why isn't she dead?"

The people below exchanged glances and then lowered their heads.

"I suspect the information is incorrect."

“There must be other experts around the wise king.”

They couldn't understand why none of the assassins they sent out, who were the most skilled fighters under their command, had returned. Nalan Jingwen wasn't even dead, just seriously injured.

"Wasn't the guard who was with her gone?!"

"Your Highness, please calm down. A report has come in that the guard is indeed not with Nalan Jingwen."

"Then why is Nalan Jingwen still alive?! What are your men doing?!"

“Your Highness, Nalan Jingwen is currently seriously injured and on the verge of death. I have already sent people to investigate, and the news is true. If we interfere even slightly, she will be powerless to save her.”

Nangong Jiuyan's expression softened slightly. "What do you mean?"

"My subordinates will send someone infiltrate. As long as they secretly add something to the doctor's medicine, no one will know."

"At that time, even if Nalan Jingwen dies, no one will trace it back to us."

Nangong Jiuyan pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Did you leave any evidence?"

"Please rest assured, Your Highness. The people we sent out did not have any markings on them, but they left some clues that pointed to the Second Prince."

Nangong Jiuyan's expression improved. Since Nangong Muwan had attacked her, she shouldn't blame her for being ruthless.

"I will trust you one more time. If you fail this time, you should know what will happen to you."