After being reborn, I became the apple of my enemy's eye.

Chapter 138 Getting Caught in the Turbulence

Nan Yunjing looked at Shu Shu and said sternly, "If anyone runs away again, I will not come looking for you. I will let those people arrest you and make sure you can't go back to Yuanjing."

Shu Shu lowered her head, remained silent for a moment, and then sincerely admitted her mistake, "Brother Nan, I know I was wrong, I won't do it again."

As she spoke, she reached out to wipe away her tears.

Helpless, Mr. Shu placed his hand on the little dumpling's head and looked at Nan Yunjing, finally pleading for mercy.

"Shu Shu is still a child, how can you take her seriously?"

Yan Yun looked at him.

The Mr. Shu who was protecting Shu Shu was completely different from the stern man who had taught him.

Nan Yunjing is somewhat similar to Mr. Shu from the past.

Mr. Shu carefully examined Shu Shu and said, "If you feel unwell, you must tell your grandfather."

He reached out and took Shu Shu's hand.

Shu Shu stopped struggling to break free.

Nan Yunjing walked ahead, with Yan Yun following closely behind.

The four of them left the courtyard together.

As we walked into the alley, it was quiet all around.

Mr. Shu looked at Yan Yun and stopped in his tracks.

"Miss Zheng."

Upon hearing this unfamiliar address, Yan Yun turned to look at Mr. Shu.

Mr. Shu did not try to gloss over the matter of faking his death. Instead, he looked at Yan Yun solemnly and said, "I feel guilty for deceiving you. Since you have joined my sect and address me as 'sir,' I should apologize to you."

Yan Yun listened to Mr. Shu's apologetic words and looked into his eyes.

His eyes were full of sincerity.

Shu Shu asked the old man curiously, "Why did you apologize to my sister?"

Shu Qinghe looked at Shu Shu with great patience.

"It's because Grandfather did something wrong. Seeing that Shu Shu could admit her mistakes, Grandfather felt that as long as it's something that can still be salvaged, it's okay to be bold and openly admit it."

Shu Shu pointed her finger at Mr. Shu's face, "It's a great virtue to admit your mistakes and correct them, isn't it?"

Mr. Shu nodded.

"Shu'er is truly clever and quick-witted."

Shu Shu was puzzled.

"And who is Shu'er?"

"Naturally, it's you, my pet name for Shu Shu."

Shu Shu withdrew her hand, placing her finger at the corner of her mouth. "Oh, I see."

Shu Shu looked at her and praised Shu Qinghe directly.

"I like you much more than Grandpa Han."

Shu Shu's words, though perhaps just casual, caused a significant change in Shu Qinghe's expression.

The smile on his face never stopped.

Although Yan Yun dislikes deception, he will only give Mr. Shu one chance.

She smiled at Mr. Shu. Seeing Shu Shu must have been a happy thing for him, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed over.

If Shu Shu gets into trouble and he continues to hide, Yan Yun will never forgive such a man.

Just as they were walking outside, they heard rustling sounds coming from the street again.

Nan Yunjing stopped and looked ahead.

Yan Yun and Shu Qinghe behind them also stopped immediately.

A person walked over from not far away, and it was Qing'er.

She saw Yan Yun's white eagle in the distance and immediately gave chase.

She looked at the figure not far away.

"Miss."

Qing'er spoke.

Nan Yunjing reached out and pushed Yan Yun forward. "The master is already dead and cannot show himself in public. We have no choice but to go our separate ways."

He didn't plan to bring Yan Yun along.

Yan Yun, who was left standing there, was grabbed by Qing'er. Tears were clearly visible in Qing'er's eyes. She cried and said, "Miss, you almost scared me to death."

Yan Yunhui took her hand in his.

Nan Yunjing didn't leave because of Qing'er alone; right behind Qing'er, the new steward of the Zheng family also followed.

The moment I saw Yan Yun, my heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

He knelt down before Yan Yun.

"Miss, we're sorry we're late and may have startled you."

He reported to Yan Yun that he had sent people out to look for Shu Shu, and that they would return to deliver the message as soon as they found Miss Shu's whereabouts.

Yan Yun shook his head.

Qing'er immediately asked, "Miss, does shaking your head mean we don't need to go find Miss Shu?"

Yan Yun nodded.

After listening to Qing'er's explanation, the steward looked up at Yan Yun, realizing that this was indeed the case.

Since there was no need to look for Shu Shu, the manager felt relieved, as one less troublesome matter had been resolved.

He stood up, knowing that taking the young lady back home was the most important thing. "The young lady has been frightened; please go back to your residence and rest properly."

Qing'er reached out to support Yan Yun.

They returned to the Zheng residence.

The steward sent people to spread the word and tell everyone in the courtyard to come back.

Qing'er then instructed the maid to prepare hot water.

Yan Yun was soaking in the bathtub, thinking about what had happened that night. It had all happened so fast and suddenly that it left no room for thought.

Han Shu and Sima Yue searched the entire Shu Garden, both looking for the same thing, which Nan Yunjing then gave to someone else.

The identities of those people of unknown origin remain a mystery, and Mr. Shu is brought back to life.

What is in Nan Yun Jingna's painting?

What was that man's dying words about the "descent of a true dragon"? He also mentioned the late emperor, but that was something even more distant from Yan Yun's life.

All she knows now is the current emperor.

Yan Yun took a breath and shoved himself into the bucket.

The next day, Sima Yue came to the mansion to invite Yan Yun to show him around Changgu City. The steward had also prepared the carriage for the trip well in advance.

Now, whenever Yan Yun thinks of Sima Yue's face, he thinks of how ruthless he was in the early hours of the morning, when he beheaded the man with a single stroke.

Compared to his face, this man was far more ruthless and insidious than she had imagined.

Upon hearing that he had come to see him, Yan Yun pretended to be sick and coughed incessantly in front of Qing'er.

Qing'er was also a little anxious, so she immediately went out to inform the steward that the young lady had caught a cold last night and needed to find a doctor.

As for Sima Yue's invitation, Miss is ill and naturally cannot go.

Hearing the coughing coming from inside the room, the steward quickly went to find a doctor.

Yan Yun also took the opportunity to avoid being alone with Sima Yue.

Sima Yue did not insist, but said that since Miss was not feeling well, she should rest in bed. After all, they would be setting off back to Yuanjing in a few days, so she should take good care of herself.

Sima Yue asked the steward to convey her message, telling Yan Yun to take good care of himself.

"I will have my servants send over some tonics."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, young master."

Because Yan Yun was pretending to be sick, she had many thoughts. She didn't want to go back to Yuanjing yet, and she felt uncomfortable around Zheng Jihua and the others.

Qing'er returned and said that Sima Yuesi had already left the manor.

Yan Yun immediately sat up in bed.

Qing'er helped her lie down.

"Miss, you should lie down and rest."

Yan Yun took the clothes and put them on. With such a good opportunity and no one to disturb him, he naturally wanted to go out.

Qing'er was still worried about her health.

"Miss, if you are not feeling well, you should rest at home. The steward has already gone to fetch a doctor."

I heard that when they went to fetch a doctor, the doctor couldn't diagnose anything and told them to leave first.

Yan Yun took Qing'er out of the mansion.

The steward also found it strange when he saw Yan Yun come out. Didn't the young lady just say that she was sick and was going to see a doctor? Why is she going out now?

The steward said the same thing as Qing'er, suggesting that the young lady return to her courtyard to rest.

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Yun had already walked out of the mansion.

No one dared to stop her.

As soon as Yan Yun left the mansion, people around her kept their distance.

Last night, the city was in chaos because everyone was looking for Miss Zheng. It's safest to avoid provoking her.

Yan Yun came out and went to Fengyulou. The door was locked, and Yan Yun waited for Ru Qing to buy it.

She took Qing'er to the Yun residence, where the plaque still read "Yun Residence".

Yan Yun stood in front of the door, and just one glance made him feel nostalgic.

She was engrossed in watching.

Nan Yunjing walked straight out from the main gate and was taken aback when she saw Yan Yun standing in front of the gate.

Yan Yun felt aggrieved when she recalled how he had pushed her away the night before, and she didn't want to look at his face again.

Yan Yun turned and left.

Nan Yunjing surprisingly called out to her.

"Miss Zheng."

Yan Yun pretended not to hear.

Right across from the Yun residence, a vendor beckoned to Yan Yun.

"Miss, would you like to try some of our freshly made sweet soup?"

Yan Yun glanced at Nan Yunjing who had come out, then sat down with Qing'er.

It's been a long time since I've had sweet soup; it was the kind my mother used to make for me when she was alive.

After Qing'er sat down, she held up two fingers.

The other party was quick and served two bowls of sweet soup.

Nan Yunjing sat opposite Yan Yun.

"I'm just here to deliver a message; I'll leave after I've said it."

Yan Yun took a spoon, gave one to Qing'er, and kept one for herself. She scooped up the sugar water and fed it to her.

Nan Yunjing couldn't even look directly at Yan Yun, and instead looked at Qing'er beside him.

"Please step aside first, I have something to say to her."

Qing'er obediently walked away.

Nan Yunjing still dared not look directly at Yan Yun's face.

Seeing her hesitating, Yan Yun noticed that the bowl of sweet soup in front of her had gotten a little cold.

Yan Yun spooned the water into her mouth, one spoonful after another, and the sweet taste of the water seemed to melt instantly in her mouth.

After thinking for a long time, Nan Yunjing finally figured out how to start his sentence.

He told Yan Yun, "If Mr. Shu hadn't said so, I naturally wouldn't have come."

Just as Nan Yunjing was saying these words, he opened his mouth and saw Yan Yun's hand wiping something haphazardly.

Yan Yun's hand landed on his face, instantly leaving a large red bloody handprint.

Nan Yunjing immediately grabbed Yan Yun's hand and questioned, "What's that in your hand?"

Yan Yun was in a daze and didn't know what he was saying. He felt blood gushing from his nose all at once.

Nan Yunjing immediately looked at the bowl of sugar water she was drinking before reaching out to pick it up.

The vendors at the stall all drew their knives and rushed towards Nan Yunjing.

He was clearly an old man, yet he could run, move, and wield weapons with a body that seemed incredibly young.

Every strike was aimed at Nan Yunjing's vital points.

Yan Yun only realized that something was wrong with his body now, and the thing in his hand was blood flowing from his nose.

Nan Yun Jing came out without any weapons, and could only grab a stool on the ground to stand up and defend himself. Seeing that the other party had a weapon in his hand, Nan Yun Jing immediately looked at Qing'er and said, "Take your young lady away."

Qing'er immediately turned around and saw blood flowing from Yan Yun's nose and mouth.

She immediately panicked.

"Miss."

After Qing'er shouted, she immediately ran towards Yan Yun. The attendants following behind her, seeing the blood gushing from Yan Yun's nose and mouth, were stunned and frightened. They turned around and ran away.

Qing'er stepped forward to support Yan Yun's body.

Hearing Qing'er's calls, Yan Yun felt lightheaded. At first, he could still recognize Qing'er's voice, but gradually he couldn't even tell who Qing'er was when he looked at her.

Qing'er immediately shouted to Nan Yunjing, "Young Master Nan, our young lady! Something terrible has happened to her!"

Nan Yunjing kicked the knife out of the attacker's hand, and the weapon fell to the ground. Nan Yunjing grabbed the man's neck and said fiercely, "Hand over the antidote now."

Knowing he couldn't resist and his struggles were futile, the man gave up completely. He looked at Nan Yunjing and said, "If you don't want to see her die, then drink the rest."

Nan Yunjing grabbed his hand, twisted it hard, and kicked his leg. The man's legs buckled, and he fell to the ground.

Despite losing his mobility, the man didn't panic and immediately bit something open in his mouth. Nan Yunjing was quick as well; he reached out and grabbed the man's chin, but couldn't stop him.

Nan Yunjing shoved the man aside, stepped forward, and seeing Yan Yun's face turning pale, he immediately took out the porcelain bottle from his body.

He held Yan Yun's face and directly fed the pill from the porcelain bottle into Yan Yun's mouth.

Qing'er stood by, unsure of what to do.

Miss only went out of the manor for a short while, how could such dangerous things happen one after another?

Nan Yunjing bent down and picked Yan Yun up in his arms.

He instructed Qing'er, "Go and fetch a doctor, the sooner the better. Bring all the doctors in the city over."

Nan Yunjing carried Qing'er back to the Yun residence.

Mr. Shu and Shu Shu were in the garden when they saw Nan Yunjing return.

Shu Shu asked Nan Yunjing.

"Brother Nan, I've seen my sister..."

Before Shu Shu could finish speaking, she saw him holding Yan Yun.

"Brother Nan, Sister's face."

Shu Shu immediately ran over, but Nan Yun Jing stopped her, saying, "Don't come near me while you're cooking, she's been poisoned and fainted."

Mr. Shu immediately took Shu Shu away.

Nan Yunjing did not allow Shu Shu to reach out and touch Yan Yun.

Mr. Shu followed behind Nan Yunjing with Shu Shu by his side, but he was puzzled, "How could they be poisoned?"

"That person has been lying in ambush outside the Yun residence, so he must have been watching me all along."

It was only after he left the manor that Yan Yun suffered this undeserved calamity.

"I gave her an antidote pill and sent someone to fetch a doctor."

Mr. Shu frowned and looked at Nan Yunjing.

These endless troubles were constantly coming to Nan Yunjing. "Young Master."

Nan Yunjing knew that these people had come because of him.

What Nan Yunjing didn't expect was, which side was behind this blatant attack on him?

He doesn't have time to think about it now.

Yan Yun lay on the bed and coughed again, spitting out black liquid continuously.

Mr. Shu said, "I'll go and have the maid come and tidy up right away."

The maidservant went to the door.

Nan Yunjing instructed the maid to bring water and place it at the door, saying, "Let me do it."

The blood that Yan Yun vomited was contaminated with poison; if not careful, others could also be poisoned.

He took a small pot from the side, pinched Yan Yun's mouth shut, and poured the water from the pot into Yan Yun's mouth.

"Send some more over."

Yan Yun couldn't understand why he had suffered such a disaster simply because he had indulged in a gluttonous meal once.

She vaguely heard Nan Yunjing and Mr. Shu talking, but she was too weak to open her eyes and couldn't hear their voices clearly.

This feeling is just like when I breathed my last in the Zheng family mansion. I can't hear or speak, and I feel like I'm just a wandering soul. Am I going to die again?

Nothing was done...

Zheng Jihua's legs recovered, and he even took a concubine...

Irony, truly ironic...

"Zheng Ning'er, hang in there."

"Don't talk about Zheng Ning'er, I am Yan Yun."

The doctor was invited to the Yun residence by Qing'er.

Qing'er cried and said, "Young Master Nan."

Nan Yunjing frowned, "What's wrong with always crying like this?"

The doctor followed Nan Yunjing into the house.

Yan Yun opened his eyes, and Qing'er's eyes were swollen.

"Miss."

She returned from the brink of death once again.

He was pretending to be sick in front of his superior, Ma Yue, but now he's really fallen ill.

Fortunately, Nan Yunjing gave her the antidote pill in time and made her vomit the poison she had drunk by giving her tea. Although it hurt her body, she would recover in about half a month with patient care.

Yan Yun looked at the unfamiliar room, yet it felt familiar at first glance. She looked closely and realized where she was.

It is the banquet hall.

Qing'er was still saying, "Thanks to Young Master Nan, Miss, it was Young Master Nan who saved you."

Yan Yun could only remember it.