"Injured?" Su Jin's heart skipped a beat.
"How did he get injured?"
"It seems the Emperor was performing a sacrificial ritual and encountered assassins," Bi Zhu replied.
Bi Zhu wasn't clear on the specifics either.
Su Jin intended to head to the front courtyard, and Xingxing pulled her back, looking at Bi Zhu, "Quickly, fetch a cloak and umbrella."
Bi Zhu hurried to get the cloak, which Su Jin wrapped around herself carelessly, while Xingxing held the umbrella, as Su Jin quickly made her way to the front courtyard.
The rain was so heavy, accompanied by wind, that the umbrella was of little use. By the time Su Jin reached the front courtyard, her skirt was already soaked through.
Xingxing was in a worse state, as if she'd just been pulled out of water.
Inside the room.
Xie Jingchen sat on a small couch, and a Hidden Guard tore open the brocade robe around his arm, revealing the wound.
The wound was quite deep and gruesome, with signs of blackening, indicating poison.
