Transmigrating into a Big Villain in the Book Novel - Chapter 285

285. Chapter 285: Si Yuhan Came Here
Translator: Storm in a Teacup
At this moment, the land under their feet suddenly quaked.

Qi Cheng suddenly seemed to be stirred up. He, who had been so weak that he would fall down at any time, suddenly stood up and looked excited.

“It’s his Majesty. Here comes His Majesty.”

Ke Ruan was shocked. ‘Does he come?’

‘So Si Yuhan is fine. He is not hurt. That’s really good.’

Then there was a thud.

There was the sound of arrows in the air. Many of those men in black who surrounded them instantly fell to the ground.

The man’s face quickly appeared in front of Ke Ruan. He was cold and indifferent as always, but his originally cold eyes were filled with worry and solicitude for him.

Ke Ruan’s lips twitched.

Si Yuhan dismounted from the horse and flew towards him. He soon landed in front of him.

In the past month, Ke Ruan had thought of countless scenes of meeting him, including his returning home in triumph or being heavily injured, but he had never thought of such a scene now.

He was like a god who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ke Ruan looked at him and smiled. “You…” Before he could finish, his expression changed. He grabbed Si Yuhan’s arm and turned around to stand in front of him.

An arrow flew towards Si Yuhan’s heart, full of killing intent. Ke Ruan almost took the arrow for him without thinking.

The next second, Si Yuhan tightened his grip on his waist. Because the arrow was too fast, even though Si Yuhan had already made a plan, the arrow still landed on Ke Ruan’s shoulder.

There was a dull pain and Ke Ruan couldn’t help but cry out in pain. It wasn’t as painful as he thought before, but it really hurt.

Si Yuhan’s dark eyes instantly were filled with anger and waves of killing intent surged in his eyes, “I’ll find him and tear him to shreds.”

Then he picked Ke Ruan up and swung himself into the saddle, “Ke Ruan, don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

Ke Ruan whispered, “I’m not afraid. It just hurts.”

Si Yuhan’s hand holding him trembled slightly as if he was deliberately suppressing his emotions.

Ke Ruan felt his face ached because of tthe wind screeching in his ears.

The two figures of them quickly disappeared. Lin Qingye watched them leave in a daze. For some reason, he suddenly smiled, with a sense of relief he had never had before.

Qi Cheng’s heart ached when he saw it, but this time, he didn’t go forward to say anything. There were some things that he could feel without words.

Ke Ruan was quickly taken back to the tent by Si Yuhan. In a daze, he felt like he had been turned over by someone, and then his shoulder hurt again.

It hurt so much that he wanted to scold someone. ‘Don’t they have any anesthetic?’

Si Yuhan watched Ke Ruan lay prone on the bed, staring at the bandaged wound on his shoulder.

Feeling Ke Ruan moving, he didn’t wake him up immediately. Instead, he bent down to gently touch his uninjured back.

Ke Ruan, who was still in a daze, felt a slight chill on his back, which gradually became hot again.

He couldn’t be more familiar with this feeling, so he immediately opened his eyes and subconsciously wanted to jump up. Si Yuhan held his shoulder faster than him.

Feeling the familiar smell, Ke Ruan breathed a sigh of relief and his stiff body slowly relaxed. But he felt uncomfortable to hold one position for a long time.

“Let me go, I’m not feeling well.”

Si Yuhan seized him round the waist and picked him up with the force to sit in his arms. To avoid touching his wound, he encircled him in his arms for a long time without saying anything.