Filed to story: My Journey to You Novel (Chinese Drama)
This doesn’t bode well, Gong Ziyu sighed.
Jin Fan’s face was dark, but he tried to hide it, avoiding the gaze of passersby, embarrassed to let others see his expression. He was introverted, and whenever a few flashy girls came out to bid farewell to guests, he would blush.
Gong Ziyu looked at him, his face turning red and black like a changing mask.
“Why did you come to a place like this again?” Jin Fan asked bluntly.
Gong Ziyu pretended to be innocent, “Well, you’re here too. What a coincidence.”
“It’s one thing to fool around on normal days, but even on a day like today, you still want to come here? Are you trying to get yourself killed?”
Gong Ziyu retorted, “The brides haven’t arrived yet, and you’re already so anxious. Are you the bride?”
“If I were the bride, I would definitely break your legs on our wedding night.”
Gong Ziyu couldn’t help but shudder.
Seeing his pale face, Jin Fan, despite being angry, shook the cloak in his hand and wrapped it around Gong Ziyu without hesitation. He had been by Gong Ziyu’s side for years and knew that he was particularly sensitive to the cold. The black cloak was warm and thick, and as Gong Ziyu felt the warmth enveloping him, he immediately felt much better.
“You’re dressed so lightly if you’re afraid of the cold.” Jin Fan remarked, finding another topic.
Gong Ziyu smiled at Jin Fan, who was fastening the cloak for him. “You really understand me. It’s so cold this early in the morning—thank you!”
Jin Fan tightened the knot around his neck forcefully, expressing his dissatisfaction.
“Do you want to strangle me?”
“I do.”
Jin Fan genuinely thought so.
Gong Ziyu: “…”
Ignoring him, Jin Fan turned and walked towards the golden carriage that had already stopped nearby. He opened the door and coldly said, “Get in.”
Inside the carriage, Jin Fan’s icy face was even colder than the snowy landscape outside, and Gong Ziyu felt like he was walking on thin ice.
Finally, unable to hold back, Gong Ziyu spoke up, “Hey, don’t frown like that, okay? Look at you a few more times, and I feel like I’ll have bad luck all day.”
Jin Fan earnestly retorted, “Since becoming your personal green jade guard, which day haven’t I had bad luck?”
Gong Ziyu didn’t gain any advantage and clicked his tongue, “Tsk tsk… If you’re so unwilling, how about I assign you to patrol the mountains at night?”
“Thank you, Young Master. I will follow your orders.”
Gong Ziyu pouted, “…You’re so boring.”
Jin Fan didn’t want to talk anymore and simply closed his eyes. They could only hear the sound of the wheels as the carriage smoothly headed towards the palace gate.
After a moment of silence, Gong Ziyu teased him again, “What about my brother?”
At the mention of this, Jin Fan opened his eyes, “The Young lord went to arrange today’s security work as soon as it got light. With the influx of outsiders into the mountains once every ten years, there can be no mistakes… The Young lord is cautious, considers the overall situation, unlike certain people who are still busy with their romantic pursuits.”
“Romantic pursuits? Why do you use such vulgar words? I call it appreciating music and enjoying tea, accompanied by melodies and the art of tea. Besides, my brother is so clever and capable, he must have everything arranged. Even if I don’t appreciate music…” Gong Ziyu misspoke and quickly corrected himself, “Even if I don’t appreciate music and tea, what can I do to help him?”
“I was referring to certain people. Why are you so eager to identify with them?”
Gong Ziyu acted spoiled, “If you keep acting like this, I’ll send you to herd sheep. Do you believe me?”
Jin Fan closed his eyes again, “Thank you, Young Master. I will follow your orders.”
“You—”
Just as they were talking, suddenly the sound of horses neighing filled the air. The coachman tightened the reins, and the carriage came to an abrupt stop. Outside, there was chaos and noise.
Jin Fan instantly became alert, his hand reaching for his hidden knife as he blocked Gong Ziyu and got off the carriage to check the situation.
In front of Gong Ziyu’s carriage, a person on horseback was blocking the way.
The owner of the medicine shop was sprawled on the bumpy back of that horse, his breath weak and his chest stained with deep red blood. His lips had almost lost their color. Just now, he rode on a fast horse into the Old Dust Valley and vomited a mouthful of pus and blood on the horse’s back. Through his blurred vision, he saw a distinctive golden-roofed carriage ahead, and with his last bit of strength, he rushed over to intercept it.
Seeing the dying medicine shop owner fall from the horse due to exhaustion, Jin Fan walked over and squatted beside him. The medicine shop owner saw the green jade on Jin Fan’s hand and excitedly reached out, grabbing Jin Fan’s arm.
“Green Jade Guard, quickly go and tell… tell the Young Lord…” His voice was hoarse and unclear, blocked by blood foam.
Gong Ziyu, who had come out of the carriage, saw the gaze of the dying medicine shop owner no longer clear. He vaguely saw the person and extended his bloody hand, tightly gripping Gong Ziyu’s sleeve.
“Tell Young lord Huanyu that among the brides… there is a… Wufeng assassin…”
Before he could finish speaking, he passed out.
A Wufeng assassin? Both of them looked at each other in shock. Jin Fan furrowed his brows tightly, while Gong Ziyu’s breathing became rapid, and his face turned pale. But he remained calm, taking out a pill from his personal pocket and stuffing it into the medicine shop owner’s mouth, helping him swallow it.
Jin Fan looked surprised. “This is the Hundred Herbs Pill…”
The Hundred Herbs Pill was extremely precious. It could detoxify any poison and make one immune to all poisons.
Gong Ziyu glared at him. “Is medicine more important than a person’s life?” He stood up and gave instructions. “Immediately take him back to the medical clinic and find Third Young Master Gong Yuanzhen to see if he can detoxify him.”
Jin Fan complied, “Alright… but there’s an assassin hidden among the brides. This is a serious matter. Shouldn’t we inform the Lord first?”