With Shen Qinglan in his arms, Bai Yanzhou leaped across rooftops and walls, avoiding the crowded streets below.
Instead of entering through the main gate, he pushed off lightly with the tip of his foot and landed inside a secluded section of Bai Manor’s outer wall.
Familiar with the way, he moved across the tiled rooftops and headed straight toward a quiet pavilion.
There were hardly any people around.
Bai Yanzhou carried her directly into his room and gently placed her on the bed before saying in a low voice, “Rest here for a while.
I’ll go get a doctor.” After the fight earlier and enduring the effects of the poison, Shen Qinglan was physically and mentally exhausted.
She merely nodded before drifting into a deep sleep.
Bai Yanzhou had just turned to leave when the door creaked open and someone barged in.
The newcomer was in his early twenties.
He bore some resemblance to Bai Yanzhou, but there was a more carefree and unruly air about him.
His eyes were long and narrow, carrying a naturally flirtatious charm.
He was Bai Yanzhou’s older cousin, Guan Zhongjin.
“Well, well!
Cousin?” The moment Guan Zhongjin saw the scene before him, his jaw nearly dropped.
“Aren’t you the one who’s never interested in women?
Since when did you start bringing young girls back?
Tsk, tsk.
She’s this young, and you can still bring yourself to make a move on her?” Bai Yanzhou frowned and waved him off.
“It’s not what you think.” Seeing Guan Zhongjin raise an eyebrow as if he had more to say, Bai Yanzhou had no choice but to give him a brief explanation.
“I happened to run into her outside and saved her life.” “Happened to run into her?” Guan Zhongjin let out a meaningful “Oh,” the corner of his mouth curling into a teasing smile.
“We’re all adults here.
No need to explain so much.
I understand.” “You understand nothing!” Bai Yanzhou was rendered helpless by his response and could only say coldly, “She’s Shen Qinglan, the daughter of Shen Yuxing, the head of Green Bamboo Hall.” “Not bad!
You even managed to bring back the young lady of Green Bamboo Hall.
As expected of my cousin.
Even—” Halfway through his sentence, Guan Zhongjin seemed to realize something.
He froze.
The teasing smile on his face vanished instantly.
“W-Wait—what did you just say?” His expression stiffened, and his eyes suddenly sharpened in disbelief.
“You said she’s…
the daughter of Shen Yuxing, the head of Green Bamboo Hall?!” “That’s right.” Bai Yanzhou looked at his cousin, unable to understand why he had suddenly reacted so strongly.
“Quick!
Quick!” Guan Zhongjin grabbed his wrist anxiously and pointed toward Shen Qinglan on the bed.
“Carry her back out right now!
Go back the way you came, then bring her in through the main gate!
Otherwise, with how relentless her brother is, you won’t be able to handle him.” “Hm?” Bai Yanzhou frowned.
He had no intention of putting Shen Qinglan through all that trouble again.
“She’s injured.” “Injured?” Guan Zhongjin immediately moved closer and lifted her sleeve.
The moment he saw the blood covering her left arm and the dark discoloration around the wound, his face instantly lost some of its color.
His gaze sharpened.
Without another word, Guan Zhongjin shoved the unconscious Shen Qinglan back into Bai Yanzhou’s arms and practically pushed him out of the room.
“Quick!
Go back the way you came and call for a doctor!
Don’t hesitate!”