Chapter 214 Serious Injury

When the two imperial doctors arrived in a hurry, Concubine Shu and a group of female relatives were waiting in the side hall, and there was only one of the Sixth Highness in the Nuan Pavilion, and there was no one to serve her. His Highness the Sixth Highness sat down on the soft stool next to the bed, his face was frighteningly cold, and half of his face was hidden in the shadows, which made the colder look even more chilly. He was holding the woman's wrist on the bed, and the frown between his brows was deep.

The imperial doctor boldly stepped forward to ask for orders, "His Royal Highness, please allow me to diagnose the concubine's pulse."

Zong Zhenglin looked up at him, without a word of politeness, he just got up silently and walked to Jinping to stand still, with his back to Mu Xiyao and his hands behind his back.

Just now when he rushed into the hall with someone in his arms, Concubine Shu was so frightened that she hurriedly asked someone to take Cheng Qing Chengyou down. Seeing that half of Mu Xiyao's face was soaked in blood, her lips were black and purple, her complexion was pale, Concubine Shu's legs were a little weak, she was being supported and ordered by the palace servants to fetch water to serve her, and the palace was in chaos for a while.

Until now, Zong Zhenglin felt that the pots of bloody water seemed to be still in front of his eyes, with blood-red ripples rippling layer upon layer. If it wasn't for the slight unsteadiness of his fingers when stroking the side of Mu Xiyao's face, Zong Zhenglin would not have noticed, such a strange and disgusting feeling, it would be because he was afraid.

Growing up in the palace since childhood, he has encountered numerous incidents of assassination and poisoning in the open and in the dark, and when he was on business abroad, he was often bloody and bloody, and his life was often in danger. Even so, he was able to remain calm and take everything into consideration.

It wasn't until Mu Xiyao lay dying on the couch that Zong Zhenglin finally realized that it was the first time in his life that he was afraid because of the woman in front of him.

"Your Highness." The two court judges flirted with each other, hesitating and not knowing how to speak.

Zongzheng Linjun's face darkened, seeing the expressions of the two of them, he turned his phoenix eyes, and fell silent for a moment on Mu Xiyao.

"Follow the hall."

It wasn't until he came to the corridor that Zong Zhenglin opened his mouth. "Report truthfully, and there must be no half-deception."

The Imperial Hospital issued an order, and Fang leaned over to answer truthfully.

"Your Highness, the side concubine should have been fainted by the sudden shock of an external force, and she would wake up after resting. Now her pulse condition is a little sluggish, and she has lost too much blood shortly after giving birth, and her vitality is depleted. She needs to rest for a while to recover. The side concubine is in good condition, what I am worried about is that the wounds on the arms and cheeks are a bit deep, I am afraid it is..."

"how?"

The court judge wiped his forehead, raised his eyes to look at the lonely back of His Royal Highness, after all, he dared not hide it.

"It will leave scars."

Zong Zhenglin's body froze, and his hands behind him suddenly clenched into fists.

"Maybe the royal snow skin cream is useful?"

"Your Highness, although the skin cream is good, it won't help the concubine very much." The court judge shook his head with emotion. It was rumored that His Royal Highness the Sixth Highness doted on this Mu Shi very much, and it seemed that what he said was true. It's a pity that this woman's fortune is a little shallow...

Looks are more important than life to a woman, especially a prince's harem. Without His Royal Highness's favor, how long can she last just relying on her past friendship? What's more, Dawei has a major election every four years and a minor election every two years. Most of them are women with outstanding looks and talents. A newcomer enters the house, the old ones share the favor, and without the attractive beauty, how can they gain a foothold in the backyard? Even if he relies on his sons and heirs, he will only live on his laurels.

"Is there another way?" Mu Xiyao loves beauty, how could Zong Zhenglin not know. No matter how lazy that woman is about other things, she has always tried her best when it comes to tidying up her own affairs. According to her, this is the capital to settle down and live, and it is best to please him.

To please him... Zongzheng Lin remembered Mu Xiyao's coquettish words again, "Your Highness, you love Debao-like skin and tender flesh, promise, let me see, is it intact?"

My heart suddenly felt dull pain. The words were still in my ears, but people couldn't protect them.

If she woke up and learned everything, would she feel the same pain as him?

"Your Highness, please forgive me for being helpless." The man in front of him with his back turned was gloomy and irritable, the imperial doctor took two steps back in fright, and leaned over to apologize.

"Back off."

I thought Lei Ting would be furious next, but I didn't want to be cold and cold. With the order of His Royal Highness Sixth, the two imperial doctors walked away quickly supporting each other as if fleeing, as if staying for a while would kill them.

"Wei Zhen, report back with Concubine Shu. I want to stay alone with my side concubine for a while. No one is allowed to disturb you." Zong Zhenglin stepped into the Nuan Pavilion, and the door was closed behind him, leaving Wei Zhen alone for a long time. .

Just now what the imperial doctor said, he couldn't hear a single word... Master Yao, this is, is it really bad?

Concubine Shu listened to the imperial physician's report with a livid face. Although the faces of the ladies and gentlemen of the two houses were calm and sad, Concubine Shu lost interest in even exploring what was going on in her heart.

"Since His Royal Highness told you not to disturb, Helian, you should take people back to the mansion first. Only Chengqing and Chengyou stay, and I will watch over you for you, so you will be less distracted."

Concubine Shu has been in a high position for a long time, the first half of her words are ordinary, but in the end she wants to leave Mu Xiyao's child behind, but she is stern and uncompromising.

"The concubine saves me, and I am really grateful to have Lao Mu concubine who is considerate for my concubine."

Helian Minmin was both happy and angry, and endured all the way back to Zen Ruoyuan, and just stepped into the main room, she couldn't stop laughing out loud, which made Nurse Feng a little distracted.

"Master, are you alright?" Nanny Feng accompanied Helian Minmin all the way from Helian Mansion to serve her, never seen her so unruly, she seemed a little crazy.

"Okay, it couldn't be better, there is no better time than now." Helian Minmin sat on the imperial concubine's couch, holding a silk handkerchief with his right hand, wiped the corner of his eyes, and smiled with tears in his eyes.

"Retribution, retribution! Let her be beautiful before, and the Jiaofang was the only favorite. Now that her appearance is no longer, what qualifications does she have to fight with my concubine? Mu's temperament is perverted, stubborn and not inferior. The whole body is relying on that vicious look. Her face has fascinated His Highness to obey her all these years. I don’t want to think about today, God can’t see it, and I’m going to clean her up! Sister, say, this is a retribution for the world, and it’s very gratifying.”

"What's more, if His Highness is interested in her, he will naturally be cold-hearted. Without the capital to seduce a man, the concubine will not believe that His Highness can still spoil her as always, protecting her like a treasure."

Mother Feng heard that what she said was reasonable, so she couldn't help agreeing, "That's the reason. There is no man who is not a pretty girl. Mu's face is ruined, and His Highness will not care about her any more."

"It's a pity that such a good opportunity can't get rid of those two cubs she gave birth to. It's really abominable!" Concubine Shu is also a shrewd person, and she protects those two scoundrels tightly.

"Master, don't worry, it's going to be a long time. The side concubine and the two younger ones will always return to the manor. When His Highness chills her mother and son, it's not too late for you to do it. At that time, it's not safe, it's not as safe as it is now. Is it much better this way?"

Helian Minmin asked someone to serve the fragrant tea, holding the teacup and nodding repeatedly. "Extremely. The concubine is overjoyed, and a little confused. What the mother said really hit the point. The future will be long, and the concubine can afford to wait."

There are many people who are as happy as Helian's. In the entire Sixth Prince's Mansion, except for Mrs. Zhang who was uneasy, there was not a single woman beside her who was not overjoyed, and felt that the opportunity had come, and she would come out soon.

On weekdays, she was oppressed by Mu Xiyao, and when there was a slight turmoil, the backyard was already dark and surging. Concubine Mu's future was ruined, and the news spread to everyone in a short time, even Mrs. Sao Sa and the maid gathered together to whisper.

"Why do you gather there? If you don't want to do it, leave as soon as possible. No useless people will be left in the Prince's Mansion." Tian Fushan got His Highness's order to send some clothes for Master Yao, and met several groups of people on the way to Danruoyuan Talk about the master's affairs in private. The chief steward never knew that the concubine's influence in the prince's mansion was so great.

I don't know what the future will be like in the mansion. Your Highness's attitude towards Master Yao... Will there be any changes?

When Mu Xiyao was in a coma, the only person who dared to enter the Nuan Pavilion against Zong Zhenglin's cold face was Emperor Yuan Cheng.

"What's going on now?"

"He is fine, but the doctor said that the wound will leave scars."

Emperor Yuan Cheng looked at the lower head and stood upright, but his face returned to the indifferent person he had been a long time ago, and his brows also frowned.

This son was born with a stubborn temper and a very stubborn temper. This time, the side concubine of the mansion suffered a serious crime, so it was not easy for her to keep her temper and not to go to find Zong Zhengying's bad luck immediately.

"Lao Liu, Mu girl wakes up and asks her to take good care of her. I will remember her reward."

If Mu Xiyao was sober at this time, she might be so happy, there must be more than one thought. It is too rare for Emperor Yuan Cheng to promise.

It's a pity that Mu Xiyao also missed some times. Not only did she faint and lie on the bed, leaving someone who could make the decision, but she even opened the mouth for her and Emperor Yuan Cheng without authorization.

"Since she sacrificed her life to protect Wuju, the emperor should reward her." Zong Zhenglin said this out of anger.

Emperor Yuan Cheng thought about the secret guard's report, and also felt that this girl was unexpected, and sometimes she was stupid.

"Forget it. Only your sister's end..."

"Father, sons and ministers have their own discretion."

Among so many sons, he was the only one who dared to charge forward like this. Emperor Yuan Cheng stroked his forehead tiredly, got up and left after a while.

"It's the blood of the closest relatives, so keep some sense."

When Emperor Yuan Cheng's back disappeared, a corner of the table under Zong Zhenglin's hands collapsed.

measure? It's a matter of proportion not to kill her. He wants Zong Zhengying to pay back ten times the crime Mu Xiyao suffered today.

It hurts...it hurts.

In a daze, Mu Xiyao felt that half of her body was numb with pain. Such a familiar pain...could it be worn again?

Struggling to open his eyes, his eyes were dim. Just looking at the gauze tent above Ge Yun's head, one can tell that it's not in Dan Ruoyuan's house, nor in Mu's boudoir. Mu Xiyao's heart tightened suddenly, and she hurriedly turned her head to look at the light source.

Sitting on the head of the bed, the pensive man with downcast eyes had a handsome side face, showing a tyrannical and cold expression. Who else could it be if it wasn't Zong Zhenglin?

Slowly recalling the past, Mu Xiyao felt so regretful that her guts turned green. At this time, holding the boss and crying bitterly, I wonder if there is any extra comfort?

"Your Highness." After lying down for too long, her voice was hoarse.

Zong Zhenglin suddenly woke up, he lowered his head and met Mu Xiyao's clear eyes, he didn't care to argue with her, and went against his original plan by speaking first.

"Is your body still hurting?"

When Mu Xiyao was in a coma, she kept frowning her eyebrows and hummed twice from time to time, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"It hurts, the pain makes my hair tremble."

When people wake up, they act like a baby. Exaggerating is Mu Xiyao's housekeeping skill.

Zong Zhenglin heard that her voice was as soft and waxy as usual, except that the wound on her face was particularly glaring, and the right cheek covered with gauze was slightly swollen. Mu Xiyao didn't realize it, her eyes only reflected his figure, and her voice was full of dependence.

Zong Zhenglin's back was stiff, his breathing was stagnant, and he leaned over to watch her carefully.

After a while, he lightly helped the person to lean against his chest, as if he was afraid that she would bump into him, and he was extremely careful when touching.

"It's better to be fresh."

Zong Zhenglin hugged her and said something that made Mu Xiyao stunned. After that, he bowed his head and buried her neck, without saying a word for a long time.