Ye Sichen looked at the torn tendons, his brows furrowed in pain, and blood spurted out.

"You hurt my sister, Ye Sichen, you deserve to die!"

Poof!

Yesi Chen spurted out a mouthful of black blood, knelt on one knee, and raised his eyes to look at him.

"I can bear this sword."

Wen Qi threw the sword on the ground and turned to leave.

"Let him go." Ye Sichen ordered.

Along the way, no one dared to stop him.

"Your Majesty!" Zhui Feng ran forward and shouted with red eyes.

After burning a stick of incense, the confidant of the royal doctor stationed in the Night Palace was squeezing his beard and checking his pulse in confusion, "It's strange, this injury is serious, but for some reason the remaining poison in the body seems to be less, and the prince's blocked meridians are also

I got through it a little bit, it’s strange!”

The old doctor kept sighing.

Chai Feng seems to understand but not quite.

Could it be that Dr. Shanshan just now, bah, His Highness the Third Highness, was helping the prince?

How is that possible!

He really wanted to kill the prince!

...

As soon as she returned to the gate of the princess mansion, Wen Wanqiu saw Xuanyuan Qi who was about to get into the carriage.

"The prince's foot injury has not healed yet. Where are you going?" Wen Wanqiu walked over quickly and offered her hand to help him up.

"Father knew that I was injured, so he asked me to return to the palace to recuperate." Xuanyuan Qi saluted, "I, a mere minister, dare not disobey your father's order. What's more, this time something big happened to you, but I didn't do anything.

I can’t help you at all.”

"Staying here will only cause trouble."

His eyes were full of affection, "Sister, wait for me."

After knowing the reason, Wen Wanqiu couldn't keep Xuanyuan Qi any longer, not to mention that someone was secretly watching her covetously, and she was afraid of hurting him, "Then I'll say goodbye to the prince here."

"Take care, princess."

Immediately, Xuanyuan Qi turned around, got on the prepared carriage, and headed towards the palace.

After returning to the room, Wen Wanqiu was a little upset.

Lying on the bed, her mind was filled with memories of the scene when she and Yesi Chen gave each other jade pendants under the cherry blossom tree when they were young.

Dong Dong...

Wen Qi held a plate of medicine and knocked on Wen Wanqiu's door.

"Third brother, come on quickly." Wen Wanqiu put down the jade sign in her hand.

As soon as he stepped into Wen Wanqiu's house, a lingering special fragrance rushed into Wen Qi's nose, which finally made him frown.

This does not seem to be the fragrance on her body, but rather seems to be dyed from her body.

"Did you go to the Night King's Mansion again today?"

This is an affirmative sentence.

Wen Wanqiu bit her lip and awkwardly leaned over to act coquettishly, "Third brother, Ye Sichen is also my savior. I just took a look."

"Okay, stop trying to excuse your little thoughts."

Arriving at the table, Wen Qi began to examine the injury on Wen Wanqiu's left face.

After applying the medicine last night, I am mostly healed today, with only faint palm prints visible.

The injury on the forehead will take another seven or eight days to recover.

Seeing Wen Wanqiu's injuries, Wen Qi couldn't help but feel sad.

This is a treasure that the brothers hold in their hands, but now they have to go to Da Zhou and put themselves through so many hardships. I don’t know what this girl is thinking.

"Is your body dyed with the fragrance of Night King's Mansion?" Wen Qi suddenly asked.

"What? Third brother, do you think it's strange there?" Wen Wanqiu's bright eyes looked at him.

Wen Qi said nothing, but her expression was not too good.

Wen Wanqiu, who knew her third brother very well, immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Frost!"

She called out.

"Go, go to Prince Ye's Mansion, tell the housekeeper, no, I'll go to the housekeeper quietly, and tell me that today, the boy has a special incense for the study, bring me a bunch! Tell me that this princess has insomnia!"

"Qiu'er also noticed something was wrong?"

Wen Wanqiu nodded, her face solemn.

It seems that the third brother has confirmed that there is something wrong with this incense.

"No wonder! You are naturally sensitive to smells!"

After a while, Hanshuang came in with a bunch of spices.

Wen Wanqiu smelled it and immediately rejected it, "It's not this fragrance!"

Wen Qi took a whiff of the pot and shook his head, "This is just an ordinary soothing incense."

"The slave took it personally with the steward. Is there something wrong with the steward?" Hanshuang was confused.

At night, she personally sneaked into the Night King's Mansion.

Chai Feng saw it.

Follow him quietly.

Hanshuang's purpose was clear. He found the incense that his master wanted and retreated immediately.

Passing by the corridor not far from Yesi Chen's room, Hanshuang saw Wang Siyu.

She glanced coldly, turned around, flew over the high wall, and returned to the Princess Mansion along Canglan Garden.

At this time, in the Yewang Palace, Wang Siyu looked pale. With the support of the girl, she came towards Ye Sichen's study with a cup of tonic.

In the study, a dark figure was kneeling respectfully on the ground.

"You know everything I told you, right?" Ye Sichen said coldly.

"yes."

Then Ye Sichen waved his hand to him, and the black shadow quickly disappeared.

At this moment, Wang Siyu also happened to turn a corner.

She felt as if someone in black had jumped out of Yesi Chen's study, but she couldn't see it clearly against the sunlight.

When I blinked and looked again, the door of the study was as calm as before.

"Xia He, did you see the dark shadow in front of the Night King's study?" Wang Siyu asked.

The maid looked closely and saw that there was nothing at all. "Miss, I'm afraid you've seen it wrong. It's just the shadow of a tree!"

Wang Siyu heard the sound and looked around, and it turned out to be a tall tree on one side. The tree was swaying back and forth at the door of Ye Sichen's study as the wind blew.

However, due to Wang Siyu's keen intuition, she always felt that what just flashed past was a human figure.

As soon as she entered the door, Zhui Feng stepped forward quickly and stopped the person directly.

"Miss Wang, our prince is nowhere to be seen."

Wang Siyu frowned, "My cousin is sick, and I won't be there to help you. How can you men with rough hands and feet think so carefully?"

"Miss Wang, don't make things difficult for your subordinates. Your Majesty has already given instructions not to see anyone, let alone you. This is what my subordinates said when the old princess came here today."

Zhui Feng stood at the door holding his sword. Wang Siyu couldn't get through, so she could only stamp her feet angrily, hissing in pain, feeling even more annoyed and angry.

Xia He hurried over and took the soup cup and put it in Zhui Feng's hand, "Our young lady, I hope the prince will accept it."

Wang Siyu glared at her and blamed her for being nosy, so Xia He went over to listen.

"Today the princess's brother came in and the door was always closed. Something must have happened. Since the prince is nowhere to be seen, why do you bother him, lower your status, and make people hate him?"

Wang Siyu thought for a moment and nodded, "You hand it over to your cousin in person, I did it myself."

"Yes, Miss Wang." Zhui Feng nodded.

Wang Siyu turned back three times and let Xia He help her out.

In a corner in front of the door, she saw bright red blood and immediately glanced at Xia He. Xia He pretended to lower his head to tidy up Wang Siyu's shoes, touched them, and then stood up immediately.

"Miss, okay, let's go."

As soon as the master and servant came out, Xia He immediately showed his little hand, which was bright red.
Chapter completed!