After I traveled through the book, I fought back in the Hou Mansion

Chapter 464

Upon hearing this, Ye Yunzhou repeated, "You mean...she is Lu Zhaozhao?"

Luo Shuiyao nodded: "If it's her, it makes sense."

Before she finished speaking, she slowly shook her head, confusion forming between her brows. "But this makes it even more confusing for me. The Lu family is in Ping'an County, completely opposite to where we are now. What on earth has happened to her that she has become entangled with the Third Prince?"

Ye Yi, who had remained silent, finally spoke up: "But her appearance... I've seen Miss Lu before, and she doesn't look like this."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yiwei continued, "Didn't the Third Prince also change his appearance? Maybe Miss Lu did the same."

Everyone's eyes turned to the assassins.

Death warriors usually don't walk in the sun. This was the first time he was being watched by so many people. He looked a little embarrassed, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Indeed, she didn't originally look like this. The Third Prince ordered me to change her appearance."

This became even more puzzling, and Luo Shuiyao frowned.

Let alone how Lu Zhaozhao met the Third Prince, even if she did, now that he was officially dead, how could she be sure he would ever return to Kyoto? If she couldn't even be sure of that, why would she give up her peaceful life back home and take this risk?

Seeing her confusion, Ye Yunzhou guessed a bit of what she was thinking. Knowing a little about the Lu family's situation, he explained briefly, "If she returns to the Lu family, her life might not be stable. It might even be worse than it is now."

Luo Shuiyao found it even more bizarre—the original novel didn't mention what happened between the heroine and her family, but thinking about it, she could have lived with her family, but she chose to live with someone else, which was indeed suspicious. If the Lu family hadn't been so unwilling to tolerate her, how could she have ended up living under someone else's roof?

She sneered, "I'm honored that she still remembers wanting to get rid of me."

Chun Xing's tone was filled with indignation. "Miss Lu has been targeting you at every turn, even trying to kill you time and time again. What is she so unhappy about? We are the ones who should be unhappy."

Luo Shuiyao shook her head slightly, her eyes darkening: "It's useless to rely on guesswork, I'll go and see for myself." As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up and walked towards the room in the corner.

The courtyard was only the size of a palm, and apart from five or six houses with blue bricks and gray tiles on all sides, there were no other buildings.

Seeing this, Ye Yunzhou whispered a few words of advice and quickly followed her footsteps.

The door creaked open, and a pungent smell of medicine, thick with the scent of blood, hit me. Inside, the candlelight was dim, the window frames were half-closed, and medicine bowls, bandages, and blood-stained rags were placed beside them. The bitter aroma of the simmering herbs mixed with the bitterness made me hold my breath and frown.

Before this, the doctor had treated their wounds, and Lu Zhaozhao and the third prince lay side by side on the old wooden bed.

Lu Zhaozhao's face was carefully washed and applied with a layer of light green ointment. The doctor then wrapped her tightly with a clean cloth. She lay there quietly, not knowing whether she was unconscious or pretending to be asleep.

The Third Prince's injuries were far more severe. A horse's hoof had crushed a part of his leg, leaving it bloody and mangled. During treatment, the excruciating pain jolted him awake, and he roared like a trapped animal, flailing his arms and struggling wildly. The doctors were unable to bandage him. Fortunately, Ye Yi was quick to strike him in the back of the neck with a single blow, knocking him unconscious.

At this moment, the Third Prince's face was as pale as paper, and he lay unconscious on the bed, his chest rising and falling weakly with his breathing.

Luo Shuiyao slowly walked to the bedside and gazed down at the person lying there. Lu Zhaozhao's face was wrapped in a thick cloth, obscuring his features. Only the familiar figure made her feel 80% certain that this person was most likely Lu Zhaozhao.

She was about to get closer to take a closer look when she suddenly heard the sound of footsteps behind her.

Looking back, I saw Ye Yunzhou had already stepped into the room. "Did you find anything?" Ye Yunzhou lowered his voice, his eyes also fixed on the bed.

Luo Shuiyao shook her head slightly, her tone somewhat cautious: "I can't be sure yet, but this figure... is indeed very similar to hers."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to the unconscious Third Prince, her expression slightly tense. "But where exactly is he injured? If anything happens to him, how will you explain to His Majesty?"

"Can't die."

Ye Yunzhou spoke calmly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, "The doctor said his life is fine, but..."

He paused, his eyes sweeping over his lower body. "But... I'm afraid I won't have a chance to be crowned emperor in the future."

"Why?" Luo Shuiyao's brows furrowed, a hint of doubt in her eyes, and the question in her heart blurted out subconsciously. Although she had heard that the Third Prince was seriously injured, she had no idea where the injury was and how serious it was.

In her opinion, the Second Prince, though a legitimate heir, was destined to miss the throne due to a congenital leg disability. But now, between the lines of Ye Yunzhou's words, he hinted that the Third Prince's current situation was far more troublesome than simply being born with a disability.

Ye Yunzhou lowered his eyes to look at the pale Third Prince lying on the couch, then turned to look at Luo Shuiyao, his gaze swirling with indescribable complexity. "The future emperor of the Great Zhou cannot be without an heir."

Luo Shuiyao's fingertips trembled slightly, and the words "I can't be childless" kept turning in her mind. Could it be...he was injured somewhere?

She subconsciously turned her head and looked somewhere under the Third Prince.

Seeing her like this, Ye Yunzhou felt annoyed, even though he knew she couldn't see anything through the quilt. He didn't show it, but stepped forward, turned around, and stood in front of her. He said in a deep voice, "Now that we've confirmed this is Lu Zhaozhao, you can go back. The smell in this room is terrible, and you just woke up, so you need to rest. Don't stay too long."

Luo Shuiyao hadn't recovered from her shock when she saw Ye Yunzhou like this. The two of them had gotten to know each other quite well in recent days, and she saw through Ye Yunzhou's little thoughts at a glance. She found it inexplicably funny, but she had no intention of teasing him.

"Well, since you know what's going on, let's go out."

Likewise, Ye Yunzhou could see that she knew he was so petty, yet was still willing to go along with him. His previous displeasure instantly dissipated, and an inexplicable sense of satisfaction washed over him. This satisfaction was even greater than when he became the leader of the Hidden Dragon Guard.

The two were about to leave the room when they heard Lu Zhaozhao make a faint sound behind them. Luo Shuiyao paused and exchanged a glance with Ye Yunzhou, both of them looking towards the bed.

Lu Zhaozhao slowly opened her eyes, a look of confusion and alarm. When she saw Luo Shuiyao's face clearly, her pupils suddenly constricted, and hatred instantly filled her eyes. She struggled to get up, but her movements were too large, pulling at the wound on her face, causing her to gasp in pain.

"Luo Shuiyao, why aren't you dead yet?"

"You are indeed Lu Zhaozhao." Luo Shuiyao stared at her closely. After confirming that she was Lu Zhaozhao, she was not at all surprised by the harsh words.

Lu Zhaozhao gnashed his teeth and said with all his strength: "So what? I am like this now, all thanks to you. Luo Shuiyao, don't be complacent. One day..."