Qi Yan looked at Yu Xi indifferently, and for a long time, a series of guesses slowly came out of his mouth.
"The imperial court is currently experiencing turmoil due to the new emperor's accession to the throne. All factions hope that someone who supports them will ascend to the throne."
"Therefore, as long as the ministers and forces with brains know that they should focus their attention on the right place at this moment. And you, just a spy who is 'suspicious', will not let them go to war."
"Besides, you have been in jail before. At that time, because there was no evidence to release you, even if they wanted to catch a spy, they would not spend too much energy on you."
"So, Yu Xi." Qi Yan concluded his statement: "Do you really think that the person who wants to kill you is someone from Daliang?"
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Every sentence was well-founded, and even things that Yu Xi had not figured out before were all explained after taking this incident into account.
Meeting Qi Yan's indifferent gaze, Yu Xi suddenly smiled softly.
"Let's talk about this later."
Yu Xi was injured, and Qi Yan didn't dare to act rashly. The restaurant was like a cage at the moment, airtight. Qi Yan didn't know how many unknown dangers were lurking in the darkness.
Yu Xi's injury is not serious. For a person like him who walks on a knife edge, it is normal to keep some trauma medicine in his room. The bleeding from the wound had stopped. Qi Yan was taking care of him, but he was afraid that the wound would become inflamed and cause his head to become hot, which would be bad.
"You can't call a doctor at the moment, so you'd better cover yourself in the quilt and don't move around. If you feel any discomfort in the wound, be sure to tell me and I'll help you clean the wound again."
Qi Yan asked, and Yu Xi reluctantly agreed even though her face was pale.
"What should be done with that man's body?"
"Just kick it out the door." Yu Xi was sweating: "When my wound is better, I will go to the building to have a look."
"Why do we have to wait until your wound is better?" Qi Yan raised his eyebrows: "I can also go and take a look."
"No! You are unarmed and don't even have basic internal skills. If you encounter an enemy, you will definitely not be able to escape!"
This restaurant was in danger at the moment. Even he couldn't escape unscathed. How could Yu Xi let Qi Yan go out alone.
Qi Yan also knew that he had no ability, so he remained silent and said nothing. He turned around and dragged the body out. When he came back, he took some spare water in the basin and washed his blood-stained hands.
"I'm sorry for dragging you into this conspiracy." Yu Xi lay on the bed, opened her lips weakly, her voice was light and ethereal, as if she would die in the next second.
"Stop talking, it's a waste of energy." Qi Yan poured a glass of water and walked over, putting it to his mouth: "What should we do now?"
"I already set off the flare while you were sleeping." Yu Xi said: "This matter is very strange, so... I'm afraid I can't guarantee that you will be safe, but I will do my best to keep you safe."
"It's already this time, and you still talk about those useless things." Qi Yan lowered his eyes and murmured: "I don't know what's going on over there in the Yamen. I haven't been back for so long, I'm afraid it has caused chaos."
"If it's just Mr. Liu, then there's no need to worry." Yu Xi took a sip of water from Qi Yan's hand: "I usually take care of a lot. Although Mr. Liu is greedy for money, he can be considered trustworthy."
It was rare to hear a word of praise from Yu Xi's mouth about an official in Daliang, and that official was Mr. Liu, whom Qi Yan disdained with great disdain.
A restaurant is so big, there is always a place where thieves can hide.
Yu Xi's mental state was a little bad. When I fell asleep, I talked some nonsense. In the middle of the night, my hands and feet were even colder.
Fortunately, his head didn't feel hot, which meant the wound wasn't inflamed yet. Qi Yan was busy taking care of him all night, and it wasn't until the early morning that Yu Xi's face regained its rosy color.
After a tiring night, Qi Yan felt a headache, so he lay on the bedside and fell asleep in a daze.
Day and night alternate, just as the night doesn't understand why people work during the day, the day doesn't understand why the night is dark.
Opening his eyes again, Qi Yan's pupils focused, and what he saw was a piece of gauze.
This was obviously the roof of the bed. Qi Yan closed his eyes because the white light around him stung his eyes.
After a while, Qi Yan opened his eyes again, and the surrounding scenery had gradually taken shape. Qi Yan felt weak all over, and his voice was extremely hoarse when he wanted to speak.
He turned his head slightly and realized that this was a small wing, and judging from the red paint on the walls, it was not a Xuanhu Restaurant.
"Are you awake?" A strange voice came from my ear: "I'm going to ask the Lord to come forward."
Qi Yan had a lot to ask. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He could only watch the maid-looking woman leave.
The woman went out for a quarter of an hour, and when she came in again, she was followed by a man in rich clothes.
The man's sharp-edged eyebrows and starry eyes were extremely cold, as if ice would overflow in the next second. His long hair was tied up high and meticulously fixed on the back of his head. His sharp aura and expression made Qi Yan, who had just woken up, feel a little chilly.
"Lord, he..."
"Get out." The man's voice was as cold and terrifying as his own.
The maid bit her lower lip in loneliness, a light of unwillingness flashed in her eyes, but she still retreated respectfully.
No one here dares to have the slightest doubt about this man's words. Of course, you can also doubt, but the result is unknown.
It should be said that those who know the result are no longer in this world.
After the maid left, Qi Yan and the man were the only ones left in the room.
Under the gaze of the man's dark pupils, Qi Yan forced his sore and weak body to sit up and looked at the man warily.
"You..." As soon as he uttered a syllable, Qi Yan's throat felt like it was being strangled and he couldn't make a sound.
The man's indifferent eyes moved away from Qi Yan's face. Under his gaze, he slowly walked to the table, poured a glass of water and approached the bed.
"I've been in a coma for three days and still want to talk." The man handed the cup to him: "Drink it yourself."
Qi Yan looked at him for a long time before he dared to take the cup. The thirst in his throat was like a barren desert. Qi Yan couldn't wait to drink the water in two gulps. He almost choked because he drank in a hurry.
His anxious look made the man frown deeply and snorted: "How rude."
After drinking water, Qi Yan gained a little strength, because the violent cough just now allowed him to find his voice after not speaking for three days.
"Who are you? Where are you? Where is Yu Xi?"
"Shouldn't you worry about yourself?" The man stood with his hands behind his hands: "Who are you from Yu Xi?"