"I hadn't been out of Tingzhou long before I noticed someone following me in the shadows. So, I feigned illness, wanting to lure the snake out of its nest, but the other party only made a move once we reached Xianyang."
"Thus, I suspect that the other party was waiting for a more opportune moment—or perhaps, waiting for stronger support!"
The emperor listened quietly, then smiled and asked, "How is Ziqian's injury?"
Although the topic shifted suddenly, Tang Ziqian wasn't too surprised. He touched his wound and smiled, "I had already anticipated it, so it's just some superficial wounds. The Imperial Physician has treated it, and as long as Your Majesty grants me a few months' leave, I'll soon be able to fight for Your Majesty again!"
The emperor laughed, "You had anticipated it, yet you still got injured?"
