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The group of thieves immediately split into two groups. One group drove the cart loaded with silver away into the distance, while the other group turned their horses around, drew their knives, and chased after Yun Jin and his companions.

The leader, brandishing his knife to hold Ping An back, yelled hoarsely, "Chop that brat down!"

Dongxue shouted, "Miss, you take the young master and leave first!"

She drew her sword and charged forward, stopping the two robbers who were at the front.

Yun Jin squeezed the horse's flanks with both legs, urging it to gallop wildly.

Yun Lang lay on top of her, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist, and shouted, "Sister, they're catching up!"

"Don't turn around! Hold me tight!" Yun Jin whispered.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sharp sound pierced the air behind him, followed by a muffled groan as Yun Lang plummeted downwards.

"Lang-ge'er!" Yun Jin cried out shrilly, grabbing him with her backhand and barely managing to catch him.

Warm blood gushed from the boy's thin back, quickly soaking her clothes.

She looked back and saw that the knife was mostly embedded in the fabric, with only half of the hilt sticking out. Blood was dripping down her clothes.

"Lang-ge'er... hang in there!" Yun Jin's voice was hoarse as she urged her horse on, turning back to shout, "Help! Someone help!"

Just then, Xiao Jingyan arrived with his men.

He spurred his horse into the fray, and with a sweep of his longsword, forced back the pursuers. Seeing the situation was dire, the group abandoned their silver cart and scattered. Jin Hu led his men in pursuit.

Xiao Jingyan reined in his horse and stopped in front of Yun Jin. He immediately noticed the knife on Yun Lang's back, and his expression changed drastically.

He dismounted, helped Yun Lang down, tore off his undergarment, and pressed the flesh around the hilt of his sword tightly against it. Looking up at Yun Jin, he said, "Quick! Back to the city!"

Yun Jin hastily wiped away her tears, gritted her teeth, and mounted her horse.

Just as they were about to set off, Ping An returned panting, pulling a silver cart with two guards. His face showed a hint of pride as he announced, "Miss! We've got the silver back!"

Yun Jin turned around abruptly, her gaze as cold as ice, and said, word by word, "If anything happens to Lang Ge'er, I'll take your life."

Ping An then noticed Yun Lang, covered in blood, in Xiao Jingyan's arms. The smile on her face froze instantly, and she murmured, "I...I didn't mean to..."

Xiao Jingyan gave him a cold glance, lifted Yun Lang onto his horse, held the reins with one hand and pressed the man against his chest with the other, and rode off.

Yun Jin followed closely behind. Ping An stood there, glanced at the silver carriage, then at the departing figure, and finally pulled the carriage along after them.

By the time they returned to the Yun residence, it was already completely dark.

Upon receiving the news, Chu Wanqing stumbled out of Qingshui Garden and saw Yun Lang covered in blood in Xiao Jingyan's arms. She immediately fell straight down, but fortunately Qinghe and Bitao caught her on either side, preventing her from collapsing to the ground.

"Lang-ge'er!" She rushed forward, her fingers touching Yun Lang's cold face, and said in disbelief, "How could this happen... how could this happen..."

With tears streaming down her face, Yun Jin said, "Mother, we had already brought Lang Ge'er back. It was Ping An... it was Ping An who led men to stop the silver carriage, and during the fight, Lang Ge'er was stabbed in the back. It's all my fault, I failed to protect him..."

Chu Wanqing whirled around, her gaze like a red-hot knife, fixed on Yun Heting's face: "It was you! You're the one who had Ping An do it! If anything happens to my son, I'll never forgive you!"

Yun Heting's face turned pale and then green, and his lips trembled for a long time before he finally managed to squeeze out, "I...I didn't expect it to turn out like this..."

Chu Wanqing felt all the blood rush to her head. She lunged forward, grabbing Yun Heting's collar and pounding on him frantically: "You never expected this? You'd risk your son's life for money! You beast! If anything happens to Lang Ge'er, I'll kill you!"

Yun Jin hugged her from behind, tears streaming down her face, and pleaded, "Mother, save Lang Ge'er first, save him first..."

Chu Wanqing then released Yunhe Pavilion and murmured, "Yes, save Lang Ge'er first... save him first..."

Xiao Jingyan had already carried Yun Lang into a side room in the outer courtyard.

The imperial physician had already been brought over from his home by someone he had arranged. After examining the knife wounds on Yun Lang's body, his expression immediately changed.

He looked up and met Yun Jin's barely perceptible head shake.

Imperial Physician Gao was taken aback. Yun Jin walked to his side and whispered something in a voice only the two of them could hear.

Imperial Physician Gao's pupils contracted slightly, then he closed his eyes and sighed deeply, "Everyone out. Princess, stay and help me."

Chu Wanqing didn't want to leave. Yun Jin gently hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Mother, Physician Gao will do his best. Please wait outside, otherwise he won't be able to perform his treatment effectively. Lang Ge'er will also be uneasy if he hears you crying."

Xiao Jingyan also advised, "Aunt Yun, Physician Gao's medical skills are superb; he will certainly do his best to save Lang Ge'er."

Chu Wanqing glanced at Yun Lang on the bed one last time before leaving with tears in her eyes.

The door closed. The imperial physician looked at Yun Jin for a long while before saying, "Princess, this…"

With red eyes, Yun Jin leaned close to his ear and whispered a few words.

After listening, the imperial physician Gao's expression changed several times, but in the end he just sighed deeply, walked back to the bedside, and said in a low voice, "I will do my best."

Chu Wanqing waited anxiously outside the door, with Yun Heting by her side, reassuring her, "Madam, Lang'er is a lucky person, he will definitely be alright."

Chu Wanqing glared at him, gritting her teeth, and said, "Yun Heting, is money more important to you than your son? If my son doesn't survive, I will never let you get away with this!"

Yun Heting said helplessly, "Wanqing Langge is also my son, and I don't want anything to happen to him either."

Just as Chu Wanqing was about to say something, Yun Jin pushed open the door and came out, saying to her, "Mother, Physician Gao said... Lang Ge'er... please come in quickly."

Upon hearing this, Chu Wanqing rushed into the room, threw herself at the bedside, grabbed Yun Lang's hand, and called out to him in a trembling voice, "Lang-ge'er... Mother is here, open your eyes and look at Mother..."

Yun Lang struggled to open his eyes, opened his mouth, and his voice was barely audible: "Mother..."

Chu Wanqing leaned closer and listened as he said haltingly, "Mother, your son... can no longer fulfill his filial duty to you. In the next life... Lang Ge'er will still be your son..."

"No, Lang-ge'er! Hold on! Mother won't let you go!" Chu Wanqing shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face.

Yun Lang then looked at Yun Jin and slowly extended his hand: "Sister... please take care of Mother for me..."

Yun Jin grasped his hand, nodded vigorously, and choked up, unable to utter a single word.

Yun Lang seemed to have finally let go of his last worry, and looked at Chu Wanqing again, using his last strength to say, "Mother... in the next life... I still want to be your son..."

After saying this, his eyes slowly closed, and his hand slid down from Yun Jin's palm.

"Lang-ge'er!" Chu Wanqing screamed and threw herself onto Yun Lang, her ten fingers gripping his clothes tightly, as if trying to pull the life that was fading away back.

Just then, Old Madam Yun's untimely voice came from outside the door: "Where's the silver? Did you manage to get it back?"