Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!

Yun Yue lapsed into deep thought, but within moments she felt an overwhelming fatigue.

She turned her head to look at Xiao Chen, whose sclera were tinged red with blood vessels and even his chin bore some stubble—had he not slept for days?

"I’m tired and want to rest, will you stay in bed with me?" Yun Yue said.

Xiao Chen tucked her in, his eyes as gentle as a spring breeze, "Sure."

Fei Canqing and Cao Weiyu quietly left the hospital room upon seeing this.

Yun Yue shifted to the side, gesturing for him to lie beside her.

Xiao Chen found her motion somewhat helpless, yet he still took off his shoes, lifted the blanket, and lay down beside her.

Smelling the unique fragrance of a girl, he relaxed both body and mind.

Yun Yue found a comfortable position in his arms, closed her eyes, and quickly fell asleep.

Listening to her steady breathing seemed to give him the world all at once; he rid himself of all fatigue, closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

**

Country M.

Uncle Fu led people back to Qiu Jun’s residence.

"Young Master Qiu, you must figure out a way to rescue the old master!"

Qiu Jun tapped the ash off his cigarette, a lazy look on his face, "How to rescue? I wouldn’t dare reach into Country Z."

"Then figure it out!" Uncle Fu narrowed his eyes at him, "Or are you saying you really don’t want to rescue him?!"

"You’ve actually guessed right, I don’t want to save him." Qiu Jun’s lips curved in a cold smile, extinguishing his cigarette, "I had warned him, he insisted on going to Country Z, and now he’s fallen into Xiao Chen and Yun Yue’s hands; what can I do?"

Anger slowly surfaced on Uncle Fu’s face, "Don’t forget that your current identity and position were all given by the old master!"

"I won’t deny that, but if I didn’t have the capability, how could I maintain the alliance properly for him?"

"Qiu Jun! Are you contemplating betrayal?" Uncle Fu pointed at him and started yelling.

All this time, it seemed that Qiu Jun managed the Underground Alliance, but the person behind it was the old master.

The veterans in the alliance were all the old master’s people.

"You’ve been in Country Z for such a long time, long enough for me to reorganize the Underground Alliance. What do you think?"

Uncle Fu and the few people behind him thought to resist but then heard Qiu Jun’s voice.

A smile played around Qiu Jun’s lips, "There’s a saying that fits well here, ’The wise adapt.’"

The men glanced at each other and dropped their guns one after another.

"We choose to be loyal to Young Master Qiu!"

They were mercenaries for money, loyal to whoever paid them.

Uncle Fu’s face turned green with rage, staring fixedly at Qiu Jun.

Knowing early on that he harbored thoughts of rebellion, they should never have sheltered him.

"Young Master Qiu, he cannot be kept!" Wu Qing’s eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Uncle Fu was a trusted aide of He Yao, even if he surrendered, it was only pretense; keeping such a significant risk was too dangerous.

Qiu Jun said nothing, just stared at Uncle Fu.

Uncle Fu squinted his eyes and finally, unwillingly, put down his gun.

Seeing Uncle Fu’s action, Qiu Jun burst into laughter.

"I knew Uncle Fu was sensible. As long as you truly dedicate yourself to me, what godfather could give, I can also provide," Qiu Jun stepped forward and clapped him on the shoulder.

"Looks like I’ll have to rely on Young Master Qiu from now on." Uncle Fu spoke through gritted teeth.

After Uncle Fu left, Wu Qing asked Qiu Jun with some confusion, "Young Master Qiu, you know he’s only pretending to submit, so why keep him around?"

Qiu Jun’s smile gradually faded as he picked up a can of fish food and sprinkled a handful into the tank. "Uncle Fu is like this fish food. Only by scattering it will the fish come up to eat. My adoptive father is a suspicious man; he must have considered that I might turn against him someday and certainly has a backup plan. Only by releasing Uncle Fu can we lure out the big fish."

"Young Master Qiu is wise," Wu Qing said with a slight upward curve at the corners of her lips.

"What’s the situation in Country Z now?"

Considering the character of my adoptive father, being in their hands must have turned Beijing upside down by now.

Wu Qing started to speak, then stopped.

Qiu Jun glanced at her from the corner of his eye. "Speak."

"He Yao was fooled by Xiao Chen and Yun Yue and got captured, but he then bit back at them. It’s said that Yun Yue was poisoned and her life or death is unknown."

That news was already a week old. Now, the defense in Beijing is strict, especially in the hospitals. Our people can’t find out anything.

Qiu Jun slammed the can down on the table, his eyes narrowing. "Life or death unknown?!"

Wu Qing, intimidated by his gaze, quickly lowered her head. "Our people can’t get close to the hospital to find out anything... With no news of Yun Yue’s death these past several days, maybe she is still alive..."

"Dismissed," Qiu Jun said, closing his eyes and speaking wearily.

Wu Qing looked up slightly, her eyes filled with restrained and controlled love.

Young Master Qiu, when will you realize there’s no chance between you and Yun Yue!

She’ll kill you!

**

Three days later, Yun Yue was able to get out of bed, her bodily functions mostly back to normal.

Fei Canqing wanted several times to draw some blood from her for experiments, but with Xiao Chen guarding her day and night, he really didn’t dare to bring it up.

"Just say it," Yun Yue, unable to stand his hesitant demeanor any longer, spoke up in Xiao Chen’s absence.

Fei Canqing hesitated, then gave a sheepish smile. "You caught me. Your blood has drug-resistant properties. Jiang Qi hasn’t woken up yet, and I thought about transfusing some of your blood to him and doing some research on it."

Yun Yue should have guessed. How could a drug-resistant treatment be developed overnight? No wonder he had been watching her with that kind of look.

So he was after her blood.

"How much?"

Fei Canqing, his eyes flickering guiltily, replied, "200."

"Two hundred?" Yun Yue narrowed her eyes. "You really don’t hold back, do you?"

She had only just started to look better; losing two hundred would lay her up for days.

"Fifty, and no more. Draw 50 every other day, and I’ll help with researching the drug-resistant treatment. Is that acceptable?"

"That’s fine, that’s fine," Fei Canqing nodded eagerly, smiling. Fifty every other day was more than enough for their research, and with her help, he believed they could develop the treatment quickly.

"One more thing... don’t tell Xiao Chen about this, otherwise it won’t be your blood being drawn, it’ll be mine." Fei Canqing pleaded with her.

That boy guarded him like a thief and had warned him that if he found out, he’d be in deep trouble.

Yun Yue watched him press his palms together, almost selling cuteness, and nearly laughed out loud.

At his age acting so cute, if only his descendants could see him.

"I won’t say a word," Yun Yue chuckled lightly, her complexion still a sickly white, but she appeared somewhat like a frail beauty.

"Okay." Fei Canqing finally felt relieved with her assurance.

"Miss Yun, dinner is ready." Xiao Feng came in, carrying a refined food box.

"Feng, what’s for dinner today?" Fei Canqing saw Xiao Feng coming in and immediately went over with a cheerful laugh.