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Without a moment's hesitation, she turned and rushed out. At the door, she collided with someone, the impact causing her to take a step back.
Yui looked up and saw the Prince, his face contorted in pain. "Young Master... you..."
The Prince held one hand to his chest while the other braced against the doorframe. His white clothing was completely soaked in blood, a sight that was painfully striking.
His complexion was pale, lips devoid of color, and he stared fixedly at Yui, a fleeting look of relief passing through his eyes.
"How could this happen? Prince, you're injured?"
Realizing the situation, Yui hurried to support the Prince and helped him sit down on a chair.
She made to check his chest, but he pushed her away. "I'm fine."
"How can you be fine?" Yui's nose tinged with bitterness; she didn't know why her eyes felt slightly stinging. "Look, the blood is still flowing... Let me bandage you, or you'll die."
Ignoring the Prince's protests, Yui tore a piece of white cloth from her skirt and carefully pulled open his shirt.
Seeing the horrifying wound that looked as if his bones were about to break through the skin made Yui's eyes well up with tears, dropping one by one.
"It must hurt a lot. How could this happen? I was only gone for a little while."
"You are injured and still running around. Do you think you are invincible?"
Yui's voice, tinged with tears, echoed in his ears. The Prince looked down at her clumsy little hands and smiled faintly.
Her voice was low and soft, as if she were talking to herself. "Fortunately, you went out..."
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The Prince rested against the carriage, his face still pale, but the wound had stopped bleeding. Yui curled up beside him, not daring to disturb him.
This morning, that black smoke reappeared, bringing countless tendrils of darkness with it.
As soon as the black smoke touched a person, they would vanish without a trace, as if they had disappeared into thin air.
The Noodle-Legged Guard and the coachman also vanished. Although the Prince was skilled in martial arts, he still got hit by a sword.
Dian Yin held off most of the black smoke alone, which was somewhat strenuous. However, at a critical moment, the black smoke retreated, and Dian Yin chased after it.
Black smoke??? Yui's head was filled with question marks.
"Is there such a character? What is their background?" Yui furrowed her brows.
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