Tears had already wet her eyes; if Jiang Yichun was simply hurt, Bai Ruozhu wouldn't be so emotional. Yet, he happened to be stricken by Wu Wanqing's poisonous insect, and the old man had said that once injured or poisoned, the consequences would be unthinkable.
"Achun, how are you?" Bai Ruozhu dashed forward to embrace the person on the stretcher, promptly being lifted by the scruff of her neck by a guard from behind.
Bai Ruozhu thought the guard was preventing her from touching Jiang Yichun. Just as she was about to lose her temper, she suddenly realized this action felt familiar. Jiang Yichun, the jerk, used to lift her like this! She struggled, turning her head to look- wasn't the person holding her Jiang Yichun?
Jiang Yichun didn't give her the chance to speak; he directly carried her into the yard. He swiftly ordered the guards to shut the main gate and had the Imperial Guards strictly guard it.