Chang Geng looked at him and realized that it was useless to reason with this person.

Just then, Tan Hong Fei came running in: "Marshal..."

Gu Yun turned around, suddenly happening to catch a strange fragrance. With his guard down, he inhaled a mouthful, and his whole body instantly turned soft.

The Marquis of Order, wise and adept in martial arts, never thought that His Highness would know this kind of underhanded means of the pugilist world and even use it on himself.

Gu Yun: "You..."

Without blinking, Chang Geng quickly inserted a fine needle into his acupoint then grabbed Gu Yun's unconscious body.

Tan Hong Fei watched blankly at the door as his commander was being knocked out by someone, staring at His Royal Highness with wide eyes: "..."

Chang Geng made a gesture for him to stay silent, hugged Gu Yun and laid him down, then began to wash his wound carefully.

Tan Hong Fei's tongue stiffened: "This...then..."

Chang Geng: "It's alright. Let him sleep for a while to ease his pain."

Tan Hong Fei blinked a few times — long ago, he thought that His Highness Yan Bei Wang was a kind and gentle scholar. Later, he found out that he could fight well and was amazing at plotting. He was filled with respect for him and wanted to become closer. It was only until this moment that Commander Tan truly felt his admiration for this man.

Tan Hong Fei unconsciously reached out and touched his face. The scar left by Gu Yun had not disappeared yet. He thought to himself, His Highness is too courageous.

Chang Geng: "Ah yes, what's the matter?"

Tan Hong Fei came back to reality and quickly said: "Your Highness, the Emperor has arrived, the carriage is behind, you see..."

During the conversation, Li Feng already came in with a haggard look, wearing common attire, bringing with him only Zhu Little Feet.

Li Feng looked down at the unconscious Gu Yun and reached for his forehead: "Is Imperial Uncle alright?"

"It was only a flesh wound." Chang Geng wrapped the bandage around the injury, draped a thin silk robe over Gu Yun, and tidied up his silver needles: "It's just that I gave him some anesthetic, he will not wake up for a while. Royal Brother, please pardon him."

When Chang Geng finished, he got up and picked up Gu Yun's Wind Slasher. Without wearing armor, he turned to go out.

Li Feng asked, "What's wrong?"

"I will guard the city in yifu's stead for a while," Chang Geng said. "Although the envoys are in the capital, I am afraid it will be a trick of the Westerners. Perhaps they will seize this opportunity as we let down our guard to attack, it is better to be cautious."

Li Feng stood in place for a moment, then suddenly grabbed a sword and followed him out. Zhu Little Feet was taken by surprise: "Your Majesty!"