Jingyang Prince's Mansion

Since the beginning of winter, the sky in the capital has always been darker than usual.

As the most prosperous capital of Nan Qin, the coldness outside the house still cannot stop the princes and nobles and rich young men from seeking pleasure.

Poetry, songs, warm wine and red makeup, and the powerful people in the capital always have a place to spend time. Even in the late night, the sounds and words of the silence are endless.

Compared with the bright and lively lights in the outer city, most of the inner city are homes for dignitaries and nobles, but they are much quieter. Especially at this time, the residence of the King of Jingyang was brightly lit, but there was no quiet sound at all.

Just an hour ago, Chen Yan, the butler of the Jingyang Prince's Mansion, hurried into the palace and invited Doctor Zhang from the Imperial Hospital to pass through the palace.

Physician Zhang is the head of the Imperial Hospital. He has been in the position of the head of the hospital for so many years, and his medical skills are nothing to say. Because he is quite old, except for being the emperor, the Empress Dowager asks for Ping'an's pulse and rarely visits for treatment.

The entire Jingyang Palace can invite Doctor Zhang to see the doctor, except for the fourth prince born to Concubine Rou and the King of Jingyang Qin Junli, who was personally conferred the emperor.

The headmaster Chen Yan came and went in a hurry with a cold face. Apart from having a brief conversation with Physician Zhang, he did not say anything more. Although the servants were not sure about it, they did not dare to come forward to ask because of the severity of the headmaster and the strange atmosphere in the mansion.

Now, the gate of Zhuqingyuan was closed, and Doctor Zhang had been in for an hour. Except for Chen Shu who came out and asked for hot water in the middle of the prince, there was no movement.

Not to mention finding out what happened, even King Jingyang was unable to know whether he was alive or dead, sick or injured. Although everyone was waiting carefully, they all secretly pricked their ears, for fear of missing a slight news.

The prince is the god of this royal palace. If something happens, it is a blessing to save your life.

Zhuoqing courtyard.

Chen Shu plucked the silver wire in the brazier, making the fire more prosperous, reflecting the red charcoal fire, and a delicate face turned red with a hot and red face.

The sweat beads on the forehead seemed to drip down the temples, but Chen Shu used his sleeves to wipe it casually. The seemingly normal movement was revealed by his slightly trembling hands.

Not far away, on the nanmu bed, the Si Gongzi of Qin who was lying on Wunian Mountain, who was dressed like snow, looked like ink, and was arrogant and confident. The fourth son of the current emperor, King Jingyang and Qin Junli.

He no longer had his own heart when he was awake and planned the momentum of the world. At this time, Qin Junli was only wearing her middle clothes, with her eyes closed and leaning weakly against the bed.

The slightly wet hair was pressed against the bloodless face, and the thin lips tightly pursed showed the restraint and patience of the people on the bed at this time. Despite this, there was still no sound at all.

What really makes the spine cold is not Qin Junli's paleness and weakness, but the blood soaked in her clothes in her eyes, which is constantly oozing out from the wound on her abdomen. Doctor Zhang, who was beside her, was frowning and carefully suturing the hideous wound.

The fourth prince was injured in a vital position. Fortunately, he was dealt with in time at that time, so he had no worries about his life. He repeatedly told him to stay in bed and rest in order to recover without leaving any root cause of the disease.

Now that I have been feeling better, it’s only a day and a night. Not only does the wound not heal, but the more bleeding it is. I really don’t know how this person has tormented himself to this point.

Doctor Zhang raised his head and slowly slightly sore head and neck, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

The rush of leaving the palace this time, even the doctor didn't have time to take care of it. He had to do this with his old bones himself, but when faced with these unpredictable princes, he could not complain. Even the head of the royal palace who entered the palace today to invite his mansion to pass by was not underestimated.

Although he is just a servant and respectful and humble to himself, he is naturally outstanding in being the head of the Jingyang Palace at the age of Double Ten.

In the palace for many years, I have seen too many intrigues and deceptions. I know that being cautious and low-key, not being humble or arrogant is a long-term solution.

Seeing that Doctor Zhang had stopped, Chen Shu quickly twisted a hot towel and carefully wiped off the blood near Qin Junli's wound.

This is the fourth basin. With so much blood flowing, if you can't stop it, will your Highness be in danger?

If I had insisted on stopping him a little more, wouldn’t there be such a dangerous situation now?

But according to His Highness's character, who can stop what he wants to do...

After another stick of incense, Doctor Zhang applied the special wound medicine in the palace on the sutured wound, and then used a wide strip to wrap around Qin Junli's abdomen for several times. Finally, he tied a knot before he let out a deep breath.

After slowing down, I put the tools in the clinic one by one, and cleaned my hands with the warm water in the house.

Seeing that the imperial physician was cleaning up slowly, Chen Shu couldn't wait to step forward and was about to speak, but Qin Junli on the bed suddenly opened her eyes and glanced at him faintly.

He wanted to say something but was held back, so Chen Shu had to take a step back and stood by the bed with grievance. His Highness must have despised himself from being unable to hold back, but his master was so hurt. How could he be calm?

"I have worked hard for Doctor Zhang in the middle of the night..."

Qin Junli couldn't move, so she just pulled the corner of her mouth slightly, showing a weak smile.

This imperial physician Zhang has been immersed in the palace for many years. He has excellent medical skills and is very sleek in life. He is not sure what is useful in the future. It is absolutely right to treat him with courtesy.

"No trouble or trouble, this is what I should do." Doctor Zhang would not be rebellious, "It's just that the prince was seriously injured this time. I hope he can rest in bed and not get out of bed to move. If the wound cracks again, I'm afraid I can do nothing."

None of these masters are the ones who listen to the doctor, but if I don’t persuade me, I will be unable to guarantee that I can leave the Jingyang Palace safely when I come again next time.

Qin Junli was seriously injured this time and had just recovered from the gate of hell. She was a little weak, so she nodded slightly, then closed her eyes and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Chen Shu knew that his master needed rest, so he asked Physician Zhang to move and prescribe some medicines that could easily heal the wound.

The two of them gradually moved farther and left the gate of Zhuqingyuan and could no longer hear any sound. Then they walked out of the corner of the corridor, gently pushed open the door, and walked in.

"This drama is a good deal. You can't get out of bed in less than ten days or half a month."

The person who came walked around the house, squinted his eyes, covered his nose with disgust, and reached out to open the window. Such a strong smell of blood would be bad if it was touched on his body.

Qin Junli on the bed seemed reluctant to open her eyes, looked at the man smiling at the corner of the window, and said in a cold tone.

"You shouldn't be here at this time."

"You are really heartless. I kindly come to visit you who are seriously injured!"

The man pretended to be sad, lifted up his black robe, and crossed his legs.

"You're not dead yet, you can get out."

Qin Junli's tone was full of dislike, but when she saw the man in front of the window, she was laughing more and more cunning.

"Tsk tsk, after all, I'm considered your 'savior', so hurry to drive me away?"

Seeing him mentioning "life-saving grace", Qin Junli seemed to remember something, and her pale lips pulled out a strange smile.

"Don't worry, the future is long, and there are still many opportunities to 'repay kindness' in the future."

Seeing that the person on the bed looked wrong, the man felt a little sad. It was rare that he had the chance to get into the fun. He would not be discovered by this black-bellied fox, right?

But he pretended to be innocent and said, "After I received the news, I rushed to save you. A handsome and elegant young man like me, for you, not only did he get messed up with dust, but also saw blood. How many girls in the capital are so sad that they see you, aren't you moved?"

The slender and slender fingers knocked on the table again and again, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.

The fox began to doubt himself, so he shouldn't have sneaked over to see his rare misfortune. He didn't know if he would be able to walk there now.

Light footsteps sounded outside the door. It turned out that Chen Shu followed the imperial doctor Zhang to come back to decoct the medicine. Chen Shu held the medicine with one hand and pushed the door in the other. When he saw the man at the window, he was slightly stunned. Shouldn't this young man be looking for fun at this time? How could he appear here?

"I've seen the young master."

The master was injured and needed a rest, but with this master here, I guess he would have to make trouble for a while. Chen Shu frowned and saluted the man by the window.

"Okay, Xiao Chenshu, don't be willing to let me get out quickly. If Qin Junhan hadn't been called into the palace by the emperor temporarily, I would have been unable to escape."

The eldest prince was called into the palace, mostly because of the attack on the fourth prince outside the city.

King Jingyang was first accidentally injured by the second prince, and then was attacked by an unknown man in black outside the city. If the guards had not fought to the death, he would have happened to pass by. The fourth prince who had been guarding the imperial tomb for eight years and had just returned, would have been in danger.

Although everyone knew that the other party had done nothing but the princes, there was no evidence. Even the prefect of Jingzhao did not dare to trek into this muddy water. It was robbed of the criminals, and was fined by the emperor for their salary and were rectified.

The Bai family was in full swing. Bai Rou, one of the four concubines, was beautiful and gentle. The emperor once favored this son for a while. However, he didn't know what happened eight years ago. The Bai family fell over and only the lineage of Concubine Rou was left.

Now that the fourth prince has just returned to Beijing, he has made a fuss. Even if the emperor is stupid and ignorant, he can see the tension between his sons, and asks everyone to enter the palace and beat and warn them.

The evil-looking man by the window stood up and wiped the folds that did not exist on his body. "You have a strong smell of blood here. If you mix it with the smell of medicine, I don't want to turn around and be pulled out and leave."

The man waved his sleeves and turned around and flipped out of the window, his movements smoothly without making any sound.

"Is it necessary to be so anxious?"

Chen Shu muttered, and moved his nose and smelled it. The bloody smell in the room was much lighter than at the beginning. However, the identity of this young master was extraordinary. It was not appropriate to be seen appearing in the Jingyang Palace.

"If you have a ghost in your heart, you will naturally not dare to stay there for a long time."

The man in a jade-colored robe walked in as he spoke, eagerly leaning out his hand to take the pulse of the person on the bed.

"Why did it happen like this? Didn't Qianzhou follow you?"

The visitor asked while carefully examining the pulse.

"You're back very quickly."

Qin Junli did not answer, but looked at the person in front of him with a green stubble on his face, his eyes covered with bloodshot, and he looked at his clothes that were emitting a strange smell. If he had been exercising his energy, he would not have been so close to him.

"Don't dislike it. I received news of your injury on the way back from Jiayun. I ran back without closing my eyes for two days and two nights. I came here as soon as I arrived, but I didn't have time to take a shower and change my clothes."

Seeing Qin Junli frowning and looking disgusted, Yan Hui said angrily, not knowing who it was for, but he actually committed a cleanliness at this time.

"Even if the Qianzhou is not here, there are not many people in the world who can hurt you. How come this way?"
Chapter completed!