“How is he?” Li Junyue asked Yu Qing.

“Let’s get back to the hospital first,” Yu Qing said with a frown. These people hadn’t pulled their punches. “His bones are broken!”

“Is it serious?” Yang Hanlun asked with conflicting emotions.

Yu Qing rose to her feet and shot him an icy gaze. “Coward!”

Yang Hanlun paused before letting out a bitter laugh. Coward. Yeah, that I am. “You’re right!”

Yu Qing sighed at the sorrow seeping into his brows and eyes. He was a pitiful victim in this situation as well. “Have someone carry the steward to the Linhai Hospital. We can still save him!”

Yang Hanlun hurriedly ordered the servants to prepare a stretcher to carry the steward. They then took him to the Linhai Hospital.

Before leaving, Yu Qing said to Yang Hanlun, “Remember to marry me into the residence on the tenth day next month!”

Yang Hanlun gave her a questioning glance. “Why would you want to marry this Prince?”

“Don’t ask too much. Xiao’hai will only rest easy after we get married.”

Li Junyue had told her everything. She insisted on coming to this era, going so far as to seek help from Baizi. She could stay here on one condition: She must get married before the next full moon. Only then would she have something justifying her presence in this spacetime.

Yang Hanlun’s lips curled into a despairing smile. “There’s no telling if Xiao’hai would return safely. If she doesn’t, this Prince won’t continue this meaningless...