Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved
Chapter 332 I Will Never Hurt You

Chapter 332: Chapter 332 I Will Never Hurt You

Jun Yuyan watched Murong Jiu.

"Ah Jiu, you only need to know that I will never hurt you, and that’s enough," he said.

Murong Jiu felt full of trust for him and nodded.

Then he continued, "Even if you can’t recover the memories of the past, it’s okay, Ah Jiu. Don’t feel sad, I can tell you anything you want to know."

He didn’t want to put psychological pressure on her.

Losing a part of her memory was not a big deal.

Of course, Murong Jiu hoped to regain her memory. She felt very confused now, as it seemed that in just under two years, her perspective had changed drastically.

She remembered her state of mind when she returned to the Marquis Mansion and how different it was from her current mentality.

Including when she thought of the Second Prince, she used to feel joyful, but now she inexplicably felt disgust.

Towards Prince Ling, who was ostensibly a stranger, she felt a dependable sense of reliance.

It seemed to her that she hadn’t forgotten a year or two’s worth of memories, but many, many things.

"Ah Jiu, your father and brothers, as well as your master, will be here soon. I’ve left them a sign," he said.

"Father and brothers? And Master is coming, too?"

Her heart raced. Was "father and brothers" referring to General Fu and his sons, as Lady Yao had told her? That she was not a child of the Marquis Mansion, but the biological daughter of General Fu.

God knows how thrilled she was when she heard Lady Yao’s words.

It turned out she hadn’t lacked parental love because the Marquis Mansion was not her real family. General Fu was her biological father, and they even came to this remote place to find her, so they must care about her a lot.

And there was her master, who, despite his old age, had followed them here. It must have been hard and frightening for him.

But speaking of hardship, the person in front of her must have suffered the most.

Murong Jiu then asked him, "Prince, has your side suffered heavy losses?"

"You don’t need to use formal titles with me, Ah Jiu. I am your husband, not an outsider," he replied.

She pursed her lips, nodded, and her ears turned a slight red.

"The Fourth Prince has a female martial expert under him. I found out about her the day you went missing. Her qinggong skills were very strong. One night, when we were staying in the Imperial Palace, she came to eavesdrop. Seeing her tall silhouette, I mistook her for a man and let my guard down, which is why I didn’t discover her immediately."

"Her name seems to be Mo Yu. After I killed her, the Fourth Prince became very angry."

Jun Yuyan nodded, "Because the Fourth Prince had expended great effort to subdue her and put a lot of thought into recruiting such an expert to serve him, willing to be a slave for him. She could easily enter the Imperial Palace undetected and conveyed messages for the Fourth Prince, doing many things. Her death was like the Fourth Prince losing one of his arms. Sending messages into the Imperial Palace will not be as easy for him in the future."

"It’s true that my side has lost many good men, but for the Fourth Prince, the death of Mo Yu is a greater loss. When we return to the capital, I will provide ample compensation to their families, ensuring they won’t have to worry about food and clothing, as a form of repayment. Some sacrifices are inevitable; they are my men, and they wrote their wills before we set out."

That was his answer to her question about whether his losses were severe.

Murong Jiu frowned deeply, feeling that these people’s deaths were all because of her.

Jun Yuyan, of course, saw through her thoughts and said to her:

"The conflict between me and the three Imperial Brothers was unavoidable. My guards are the same as dead soldiers. On this trip, I clarified the power of the Fourth Prince, eliminated many of his hidden agents, which is advantageous for me. So, Ah Jiu, don’t feel guilty; the struggle between us would happen even without you. At least now, I am aware of the Fourth Prince’s wild ambitions and will not be fooled by his facade."

Murong Jiu knew these words were meant to console her, but she had indeed caused the loss of others’ lives.

"I’m sorry for causing you trouble," she said.

Jun Yuyan’s brow furrowed.

He wanted to reach out to Murong Jiu but feared that, with her current memory loss, she might find his action indecent and inappropriate, so he clenched his hand and said warmly,

"Ah Jiu, we are husband and wife. Don’t say such things again. For you, whether it’s me or your father and brothers, we are all willing to give our lives willingly."

Murong Jiu’s heart was deeply shaken by his words; a surge of indescribable emotions welled up inside her.

The two of them locked eyes in the glow of the fire.

She was the first to lower her head, vowing to regain her memories. She wanted to know what was contained in the memories she had lost, what her relationship with him was like, and what kind of emotions made him so willing to sacrifice for her.

How could she possibly deserve this?

It wasn’t that she felt inferior, but in her eyes, Prince Ling was simply too outstanding—in his youth, a proclaimed God of War, his fame reaching the heavens, noble and detached, seemingly untouchable—yet he was willing to go through bloodshed for her.

She found it all too strange.

She wasn’t exactly a sheltered unmarried girl; she had entered Prince Ling’s Mansion carrying a child. She couldn’t believe that the Second Prince would just watch and do nothing; wouldn’t Jun Yuyan know?

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became.

Jun Yuyan seemed to have something to say, but hesitated.

Right at that moment, the sound of a succession of footsteps came from outside.

"Your father and brothers, along with Uncle Zhai, they’re here."

Jun Yuyan got up, he opened the door, and indeed, Murong Jiu saw her master, along with General Fu and his two sons.

At the sight of them, it was as if something in Murong Jiu’s head cracked open, a heart-piercing pain suddenly emerging.

Her complexion turned as pale as snow, and it was only thanks to Jun Yuyan’s support that she didn’t collapse to the ground.

"Ah Jiu!"

Jun Yuyan’s brows furrowed as if he could squash a fly between them.

General Fu and the others quickly approached, and Murong Jiu also saw Miao Wuxie following behind them.

Why would Miao Wuxie also be here?

Without the tranquility to think further, the intense headache made her lean into Jun Yuyan’s embrace entirely.

His arms brought her an inexplicable sense of peace. Her master and Miao Wuxie both came over to check her pulse and assess her condition.

"My Xiao Jiu."

The moment General Fu saw her, his eyes instantly reddened.

Xiao Jiu was already slim; she had just put on a bit of weight, and now after just a few days without seeing her, her cheeks looked sunken, indicating untold suffering.

Murong Jiu looked at them, feeling as though a hand was squeezing her heart, wanting to ask something but not knowing what to ask.

That’s right, General Fu had three sons, so why had she only seen two?

At that thought, her head hurt as if it were about to explode, and fine beads of sweat began to form on her forehead.

"Girl, it’s okay, there’s nothing to worry about, just get some sleep and stop overthinking," her master said, coddling her in a voice one would use with a child, and slipped a pill into her mouth.

She tried to spit it out in resistance but ended up swallowing it with her master’s soothing presence.

It wasn’t long before she fell into a deep sleep in the gentle embrace of Jun Yuyan.

"Uncle Zhai, how is Ah Jiu’s condition?"

Jun Yuyan finally asked urgently.

Divine Doctor Zhai spoke gravely, "Her pulse is very chaotic, and while her spleen and stomach are weak, that’s the least of it; that can be remedied later. There are no traces of the Thin Line Heaven poison in her eyes; she must have been detoxified. But the poison was controlled by someone, affecting her brain. Whenever she tries to remember something, it causes her excruciating headaches. We cannot let her think about it."

Miao Wuxie, standing beside, also nodded with furrowed brows.

Just now, Ah Jiu must have been thinking about her brother, Fu Heng.

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