Yan Qing rode a fast horse to Qiyun Mountain, where the snow was too deep underfoot for the horse to proceed, so Yan Qing threw down the reins, dismounted, and using his qinggong, he made his way up Qiyun Mountain.
The mountain gate was knocked upon, and the gatekeeper poked his head out, surprised, "Young Marquis?"
As he spoke, he hurriedly opened the gate.
Yan Qing stepped across the threshold and asked in a grave voice, "How is she?"
The gatekeeper knew he was asking about Ling Hua; his eyes reddened, and with a pale face, he said, "The master has been stabbed in the chest with a sword. Doctor Zeng is currently treating her..."
"The chest?"
Yan Qing had already anticipated that it was Ling Hua who had been in trouble, but his face still changed when the gatekeeper confirmed it, "Where is she now?"
"Doctor Zeng is in the master's courtyard performing the treatment..."
