Han Yan summed up the current situation with just one sentence.
He didn't even bother to think about whether Sander, a powerless male insect, had the ability to bully an S-rank female soldier who had been on the battlefield. He unilaterally concluded that the victim must be Gain.
Prince Pape also had a gloomy expression and frowned, "What on earth happened just now?"
Sander came back to his senses after hearing this. He took two steps back, threw away the dagger in his hand with a clang, and said incoherently: "No... I didn't... It was Gain! Gain tried to kill me with a knife!"
He didn't expect that the female insect he had admired for more than ten years was actually a lunatic. He was shocked and frightened, and his mind went blank.
Jia Yin said nothing, but hid in Han Yan's arms with a pale face. He seemed to be afraid of something, his shoulders were trembling slightly, and his bloody hands tightly grasped the corner of Han Yan's clothes, with such force that his fingertips turned blue.
Han Yan quietly tightened his right hand and hugged the female insect in his arms tighter. He turned his head carelessly and kissed Gain's silver hair. The cold lens brushed against his skin, bringing a slight itch. He asked calmly, "Is it him?"
It seemed as if he didn't hear what Sander said at all.
Jia Yin uttered an inaudible "hmm", then lowered his eyes and buried them in Han Yan's neck, rubbing it twice without leaving any trace. The outside world could only see his body trembling with fear, but never saw his face hidden in the shadows, his eyes slightly narrowed, his expression happy and sick.
Finally, Gain whispered, "After all, I don't want to be touched by any insect other than the male master..."
Gain knew that he had won the bet...
As he was speaking, his voice suddenly paused, because there was a knife wound on Gain's abdomen. Blood was slowly flowing out, soaking his white shirt, but because of his actions, no insect noticed it.
After he finished speaking, he used a little force to break free from Sander's grip, then limped back to Han Yan and returned to the embrace with a cool breath.
Sander was speechless and sweating all over. What Gain said was not completely false. He did bribe the waiter, did follow him into the locker room, and did...
If the other party hugs him, he will definitely protect him...
Have evil intentions.
Foren stood in the dark, a glimmer of pride in his eyes.
The onlookers suddenly realized what was going on when they saw this. Now the matter was "clear". It was obvious that Lord Sander was still harboring evil intentions towards the Eighth Prince Gain. He had just followed the Eighth Prince into the locker room with the intention of doing something bad. Unexpectedly, the Eighth Prince put up a desperate resistance and was stabbed by the angry Lord Sander.
He left some room for imagination by not finishing his words. Upon hearing this, Prince Pape immediately asked the waiter to check the corridor surveillance, and found that it was just as Gain said, but for some reason, the surveillance kept recording until Sander entered the room and then suddenly the screen went black.
Han Yan interrupted him calmly, "But you are unharmed now, but my queen is covered in wounds. Lord Sander, no matter what the reason is, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation."
He drew everyone's attention back, and the guests were all stunned when they heard this: Yes, how could the Eighth Prince Gain suddenly appear in the dressing room with Lord Sander? They were once engaged, could it be that their old love has rekindled? !
Once this thought came up, it could not be suppressed in an instant. For a moment, all kinds of eyes fell on the two of them, and no one knew what kind of looks were mixed in.
Gain was unexpectedly dragged out by Sander, staggering and embarrassed. He looked up at the other party with a pale face and a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, sir, I took out the dagger just now just to defend myself, and I didn't mean to hurt you..."
Sander gritted his teeth and stepped forward, grabbing Gain's right hand and pulling him out: "I didn't hurt him at all! We were accidentally locked in the room just now. These bloodstains were left when Gain broke the door. If you don't believe me, you can look at the dents on the door. The military dagger is also his..."
Although Prince Bape didn't understand what happened, he could guess a little. In order to protect Gain's reputation, he could only follow Han Yan's words and say, "Sir Sander, this is not only an offense to Sir Ashya, but also an offense to the royal family!"
When Sander saw Gain admit it, his eyes widened with anger. He immediately rushed forward and pointed at the windowsill behind him and said, "Just now, it was you who put a knife to my neck and tried to throw me off the windowsill! I..."
Han Yan was still calm and collected. He did not even look at Fulun, but only lowered his eyes to look at the female insect in his arms. His slender fingertips slowly shuttled through Gain's hair, as if he was comforting a poor little animal. He said in a low voice: "Tell me, what happened just now?"
Han Yan looked up at Sander. Because of the crystal light above his head, the thin lens flashed a white light. Although he was not furious, his calm tone made all the guests feel a chill on their backs. He deliberately said, "Sir Sander, even if you are unwilling to break off the engagement, Jiayin is now my partner. Isn't it too presumptuous for you to hurt him so blatantly?"
Standing among the guests, Fulun was a little anxious when he saw Han Yan was not paying attention to the main point. He gritted his teeth and stepped forward to ask, "Yes, Lord Sander, why are you alone in the dressing room with His Highness the Eighth Prince, and in such a state now?"
Gain buried himself in his arms, pursed his lips and said, "My clothes were accidentally wet by juice just now, and I wanted to go upstairs to change clothes, but... I didn't expect that Lord Sander would follow me in..."
In a place that only Sander could see, a dark light flashed in Gain's red eyes that could not be captured in time. He did pay some blood price, but he also won the gamble. Now it was Sander's turn to pay a "small" price for his obscene thoughts just now.
When they thought about this, they couldn't help but feel pity: Look, there are two deep dents on the door. The Eighth Prince had no way to escape at the time and must have been extremely helpless.
Sander was so angry that he wanted to drag Gain out, and raised his hand high: "Damn it! What nonsense are you talking about?!"
However, before his palm could land, Han Yan intercepted it in mid-air. The man's movements were as light as lifting a heavy weight, his fingertips grasped his pulse point, and with a sharp turn of his wrist, a move that broke his tendons and bones directly caused Sander to kneel on the ground with a pale face.
“Plop!”
Sander fell to his knees, sweating all over. He felt as if his arm was about to break in pain, and he kept shouting, "It hurts! It hurts! Let go!"
Han Yan stared at him calmly, his expression not changing at all. His gray-blue eyes were extremely calm, and he looked at Sander as if he was looking at a dead object. "Sir Sander Durant, you are a little too rude to my queen. You'd better give me a satisfactory answer tomorrow, otherwise I can only solve it in my own way."
After he finished speaking, he quickly tapped the acupuncture points on Sander's back twice with his fingertips, then threw him to the ground, saying meaningfully, "A small punishment but a big warning."
The body structure of a male insect is no different from that of humans, and those acupuncture points are enough to cause pain to the other party for ten days or half a month.
Han Yan walked towards Gain after speaking, and directly picked him up in front of everyone, and walked straight downstairs. The clothes on the female insect's abdomen were soaked with blood. Han Yan didn't want to continue to linger here, and just wanted to go to the hospital quickly.
Prince Pape was at the back, hesitating: "Your Excellency!"
Han Yan paused when he heard this, but did not turn around: "Please check carefully to see who locked the door of the locker room. If you find any result, please let me know as soon as possible."
After he finished speaking, he deliberately glanced at Foren who was standing behind the President of the Trade Guild, then he withdrew his gaze indifferently, ignoring the other party's panic-stricken expression, turned around and went downstairs while holding Gain.
Just now, Han Yan and Prince Pape were sitting in the study discussing business when Foren suddenly came knocking on the door with several female insect companions, saying that they didn't know where Gain had gone, and even Lord Sander was nowhere to be seen.
This move certainly threw dirty water on Gain, but it also exposed Fulun himself. Han Yan saw through his tricks at a glance. Maybe Sander had some ill intentions, but Fulun couldn't get away with it. A stupid and brainless female insect...
Han Yan couldn't even feel any sarcasm towards this kind of creature. He didn't despise the insidious means, nor did he despise the brainless bugs, but if these two things were combined, it would be annoying.
Han Yan thought about this and glanced at Gain in his arms, thinking that this female insect was not necessarily that smart. It killed one thousand enemies but lost eight hundred of its own.
"… "
Perhaps Jia Yin sensed the low aura around Han Yan, so he took the initiative to reach out and hug his neck, gently rubbing his neck with his soft hair, closing his eyes and whispering two words: "Hero..."
He wondered, could the male insect be angry
Han Yan didn't say anything, but just carried him out of the banquet hall. It was dusk outside and the aircraft was parked in the back garden. He used fingerprint recognition to open the cabin door and sat in directly holding Gain.
Han Yan always had a clean handkerchief in his pocket. He took out the handkerchief and covered the wound on Jia Yin's abdomen. At the same time, he opened the crystal screen to quickly search for the nearest hospital nearby, but he was caught off guard by Jia Yin's wrist.
"Hero Lord,"
Jia Yin's hands were stained with blood, sticky and cold. He stared at Han Yan quietly in the dark and whispered, "Let's not go to the hospital, okay? I want to go home with you..."
He called that place "home".
Hearing this, Han Yan looked at him, and it was unknown what he was thinking behind his glasses.
Gain repeated, "Shall we go home? Then we can call a doctor."
Gain didn't want to stay in the hospital, that place was too pale and too dead. When his right leg was disabled, he spent a full six months lying in the hospital. He was tired of the cold and wanted to pursue something warm.
After speaking, Gain slowly closed his eyes and returned to Han Yan's arms. He pressed against the man's warm chest, like a little animal returning to a warm nest. The feeling of security was enough to dispel the pain in the wound.
"… "
Han Yan said nothing. After a moment, he moved his fingertips slightly and silently exited the positioning page. He turned on the automatic flight function and headed for home. At the same time, he used the terminal to make an appointment for a doctor to come to his home, which was in line with Gain's wishes.
The aircraft took off in the night, the scenery outside receded and changed, the tall buildings slowly disappeared into the clouds, leaving only a lonely sky.
Han Yan closed his eyes calmly, his gentle and handsome profile was introduced into the darkness. No one knew what he was thinking, the changing light and shadow on his lenses were just like his unfathomable heart at the moment.
It wasn't long before the aircraft arrived at the residence.
Admon couldn't sleep late at night and was sitting in the living room watching the midnight show. Suddenly he heard the sound of a plane landing outside. Thinking that Han Yan and the others had returned, he got up from the sofa and walked to open the door, only to see Han Yan walking in holding Gain, followed by a doctor carrying a medicine box.
Admon was stunned: "Didn't you go to the banquet? Why are you back so early? And Gain, he... why is he covered in blood?!"
"Go and close the door."
Han Yan didn't have time to explain anything to Ademon. He carried Gain upstairs. After entering the room, he leaned over and placed him on the bed, signaling the doctor to treat Gain: "His abdomen and hands are injured."
Upon hearing this, the doctor immediately put down the medicine box and gently lifted up Gain's clothes to check. He saw that the female insect had an inch-long wound on its abdomen. Thanks to the strong physique of the military female, the blood had begun to coagulate and stop. "It's okay, the wound is not deep, it will be fine after treatment."
This injury was nothing to the female soldier. The doctor methodically opened the medicine box and treated Gain's wound. It was obvious that he was used to it. Gain lay quietly on the bed, letting the disinfectant cotton wipe the wound without even frowning. He tilted his head slightly and looked in the direction of Han Yan.
Han Yan was also looking at Gain.
He sat on the sofa opposite with his legs crossed, holding a cigarette between his fingertips. The spark was already lit, and a thin wisp of smoke rose in the air, but soon dissipated.
Han Yan was thinking about something.
He thought that the farce at today's banquet might have been caused by Sander and Foren, but the injuries on Gain's body were strange, and most likely he was stabbed by himself.
He knew that beneath Gain's lifeless skin was a beast with sharpened claws, but he never thought that the other party would be so cruel. After all, a person who is cruel to himself will only be more cruel to others.
Han Yan flicked the ash lightly with his fingertips and looked at the thin and beautiful female insect on the bed. He had already seen the other party's deep scheming, as well as the other party's gloom and ruthlessness, but no matter how he looked at it, Han Yan felt that the other party was just a poor little animal.
When she was hurt, she didn't cry or make a fuss, but just lay obediently on the bed, waiting for his comfort and hug.
After the doctor treated the wound, he said goodbye and left. Han Yan did not see him downstairs, but stood up and walked him to the door, then closed the door with his backhand, making a slight click.
Jia Yin was lying on the bed, and seeing Han Yan walking towards him step by step, his eyelashes trembled unconsciously: "My Lord..."
He hadn't changed his blood-stained shirt yet, and his face was pale, with a kind of broken beauty. Jia Yin slowly stretched out his hands to Han Yan, his red eyes were clean and pure, like a naive child asking for candy: "Give me a hug."
He looked at Han Yan intently, his eyes clear, a look without any gloom that he had only seen when his right leg was still intact. He asked in a low voice, "Hold me for a moment, please?"
Even if a female soldier is injured, she will not die.
But Gain still felt some pain.
He maintained the posture of extending his hand, motionless, and three seconds later, he finally fell into an embrace with a faint smell of tobacco.
Han Yan sat down beside the bed and reached out to hug the poor little animal in front of him. This little animal belonged to him. He thought that living things were different from lifeless collections. They would act like a spoiled child, ask for hugs, and knew how to soften his heart.
Han Yan exhaled a thin puff of smoke, not knowing what he was thinking. The emotion in his eyes behind the lenses was hard to tell: "Does it hurt?"
Gain lay in his arms and shook his head gently: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
It won’t hurt if you hold it.
(End of this chapter)