Chapter 6
Chapter 6
The night air was as cool as water when a figure vaulted through the window.
I knew it was Pei Ren.
He had once been a beggar on the streets. When he was being beaten by other beggars, I was the one who stepped in to save him.
Ten years had passed, and that beggar had grown into a cold, aloof youth with the intensity of a wolf cub, becoming Xiao Qibai’s most trusted attendant.
Pei Ren had brought medicine for me.
He knelt down, intending to apply it to my knees, which were swollen and bloody after kneeling all night.
I brushed his hand away.
“Get out.”
The medicine bottle rolled across the floor.
Pei Ren lowered his head, standing still in the moonlight.
“Sister… are you still blaming me?”
I had once regarded Pei Ren as my own brother.
But from last summer until now, we hadn’t spoken a single word.
The reason was simple.
Last June, during the Dragon Boat Festival, ten thousand boats had raced across the water.
Prince Yu, Xiao Qibai, was ambushed by assassins on a pleasure boat.
His personal guards suffered heavy casualties, and Xiao Qibai himself fell unconscious.
At the critical moment, a woman climbed onto the pleasure boat from a neighboring small skiff and struck an assassin with an oar.
She then used her own body to shield him from a blade, falling into the river along with the assassin.
…
As the only personal guard who had witnessed the entire assassination attempt, Pei Ren had testified to Xiao Qibai-
The woman who saved him was Song Wanrong.