After being reborn, I became the apple of my enemy's eye.

Chapter 177 Retreating to Advance

"Find it quickly!!"

People scattered in all directions, searching everywhere for Jingyue's figure.

The dark figure guarding the Zheng family compound appeared like a ghost, and upon seeing Jing Yue jump out, it immediately emerged from the wall.

"Little Lord."

Jing handed the child in his arms to the other party and turned to go back into the Zheng residence.

Those nearby noticed Jing Yue's actions and immediately asked, "Young Master, what are you doing?"

Jingyue was alerted and brought back to his senses by the servants' questioning.

The man said, "Inside the Zheng residence, the voices of those chasing us are getting closer and closer. Although the young master is agile, he should still avoid these people."

Jing Yue understood what he meant, but when he thought of that girl's words to him, he felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't catch his breath.

"Leave first and take the child there."

The man lowered his head.

"Yes."

Jingyue looked at the wall behind him, reached out and touched it, then turned around and followed the person who had come, disappearing into the night.

Inside the Zheng residence.

Urged on by the servants, the doctor arrived. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and bowed to Zheng Jihua.

Zheng Jihua disapproved of his lack of manners and said in an unfriendly tone, "Hurry up and come over here, what are you dawdling for!"

The doctor immediately went forward to examine Yan Yun's injury and took out some medicine powder from the medicine box next to him to stop the bleeding.

Zheng Jihua looked at the doctor with worry, "Is his life in danger?!"

The doctor replied, "Miss, you are fortunate that you were not seriously injured. I have prescribed some medicine for you to take good care of yourself."

Zheng Jihua looked at her still-unwashed hands and grabbed the doctor who was speaking, "With so much blood, you say it's nothing serious!"

The doctor understood that Zheng Jihua was worried, and indeed she was.

"My lord, please rest assured."

Zheng Jihua sent his servants to invite other doctors, and more than a dozen of them arrived one after another.

Doctors came to Yan Yun's room and then left, each demonstrating their skills and reassuring Zheng Jihua.

He stood by the bedside, watching Yan Yun suffer, wishing he could tear that guy to pieces.

He looked at the servants standing guard nearby. "Where is he? Have they caught him?"

The servant shuddered.

"My lord, no one has returned yet."

Zheng Jihua looked at him and asked, "Do you know all the details about those families?"

The servant replied, "Does Your Excellency mean the servants in your household?"

Zheng Jihua did not answer him, but told him, "Have the steward send all the details of the servants present tonight to the study."

The servants' hands and feet were cold.

"Yes."

After the servants left, Zheng Jihua stayed by Yan Yun's side. He reached out and held Yan Yun's hand, saying, "It was your father's carelessness that caused you to suffer, Ning'er."

Yan Yun tried to pull her hand back, but Zheng Jihua held on tightly and she didn't budge.

Yan Yun's initial sense of relief turned to nausea again due to Zheng Jihua's touch. Compared to the knife that had stabbed him, it was nothing.

Seeing that Yan Yun kept his eyes closed, Zheng Jihua asked the maid if there was any news from the other courtyard.

The maidservant replied, "They came to deliver a message saying that everything has been taken care of by the madam, and that you don't need to worry, sir."

"Did you bring any other message?"

The maid shook her head.

"not at all."

Zheng Jihua fell into deep thought. Why would an assassin come to snatch that bastard child? And why did that guy have someone with such skills by his side?

He was lost in thought and tightened his grip, causing Yan Yun's fingers to ache. She frowned, a sight that Zheng Jihua noticed.

Zheng Jihua immediately withdrew her hand and repeatedly instructed the maid, "Take good care of Miss."

He got up and left the house, going to the other courtyard.

The woman, who had just been reunited with her child, was already somewhat frightened. She held the baby in her arms and refused to let go.

"Madam, let us change your blankets first."

She immediately refused, saying, "No need. Once I recover, I'll be able to take care of myself."

The midwife watched as she held the child tightly, understanding her maternal instincts, but she had no idea whose child the child in her arms was.

Zheng Jihua was worried about Yan Yun, but she couldn't put her mind at ease either. After leaving Yan Yun's residence, she immediately came to the courtyard.

The midwife and the maids from the mansion worked together to clean up as much of the room as possible.

Zheng Jihua appeared inside the room, and the maids stood obediently by her side.

"Xiang'er".

When she saw Zheng Jihua appear, she froze. Thinking about what he had done to her earlier, she realized that the person in front of her was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

She held the child tightly in her arms, murmuring, "Don't touch us!"

Zheng Jihua, however, changed his tune again. He looked at her gently, just like before, and no longer showed the hostility he had shown towards the child in her arms.

"Xiang'er, I was worried about your safety. Don't worry, I will take good care of you. This will be your home from now on."

The woman did not believe him, nor did she voice her thoughts directly. She would not stay here, nor would she be with such a hypocrite.

She lowered her head and did not respond.

Zheng Jihua felt that she understood his meaning, and now he was just waiting for her to recover so that he could bring up the matter of marriage with her.

The thought of marrying her made him feel happy again.

He instructed the maids, "Come here and make a new quilt for Madam."

There should be some happy events happening in this household.

On this seemingly peaceful day, two things happened in the Zheng residence: Yan Yun was attacked, and Xiang'er gave birth.

The concubine, as the mother, knew that Yan Yun was injured, but remained indifferent. She sent some things over with the message that she would come to check on him again in a few days.

Yan Yun didn't react much; it was better if he didn't come anyway, which also showed that this concubine's life wasn't easy either.

She was having a hard time, but she was also happy.

The concubine did not come to see Yan Yun for two reasons: first, she felt that Yan Yun was unlikable, and second, she had other ideas.

Even if Zheng Jihua didn't tell her that the woman had given birth, she would still find out through other means.

The old woman stood by, looking worried. She glanced at her daughter and sensed that something was amiss.

She ordered her men to eliminate the threat completely, but who could have imagined that not only would the woman be allowed into the mansion, but she would also give birth to a child.

Did she make a mistake?

"lady……"

Before she could speak, the concubine looked up, glared at her, and said, "Shut up."

The old woman felt displeased upon hearing her reprimand, but she could only suppress her emotions.

The concubine withdrew her gaze and sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the wrinkles that had crept up her brow. She would not regret what she had done.

"You left a loose end."

She used her fingers to spread the blush on her lips, her gaze fixed on the bronze mirror, yet also on the old woman's face.

"Let's do what we did before."

The old woman looked at her with some surprise, "Really?"

"Would I lie?"

The old woman's expression immediately relaxed. She looked at the concubine and said, "Mother is only thinking of you."

The concubine's hand rested on the wooden comb beside her. She no longer looked at the old woman's face; her eyes were only focused on scheming what she wanted to do.

"Have someone keep an eye on things, and let me know immediately if there's any news."

The old woman was also a little worried, but she didn't feel comfortable letting someone else go. After thinking about it, she realized that it would be better for her to go herself.

"I'll go right away."

After the old woman left, the man outside came in. The room was quiet and had a chilling atmosphere.

He took the flowers he had hidden behind his back and handed them to his concubine.

"The flowers outside the yard are in full bloom, shall we go out and take a look together?"