In an era of lack of information, a rumor often triggers an impulse.

"The little princess's hand is burned!"

"The little princess's hand is scalded!"

"The little princess's hands are scalded!"

"The little princess's hand was burned and wasted!"

“…”

"What did you say?!"

Fang Xing suddenly grabbed Jia Quan's collar and asked viciously.

Jia Quan said with a look of grief: "Mr. Fang, the little princess's hand is burned!"

"Who did it?"

At this moment, Fang Xing's eyes turned red, which reminded Jia Quan and Xiao Dao who were serving the side of the house to remember on the grassland. When he saw those brothers being stalked into the front by the thorn cavalry, Fang Xing's reaction was exactly the same as at this moment.

Jia Quan shook his head and said, "I don't know, the lower official just heard someone report the message to the grandson, and then the crown prince asked the lower official to come and notify you immediately."

"Damn it!"

After swearing, he disappeared after awakening.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang?"

Jia Quan looked at the back door where Fang Xing disappeared in confusion, thinking to himself that you should stop playing with me! If you don’t go, the grandson said that he would cut off my Jia Quan and give it to Liang Zhong as his apprentice!

"Walk!"

Just as Jia Quan was complaining, Fang Xing appeared through the back door as if he had never disappeared. There was an extra box in his hand, tied with a strap, and he could carry it on his back.

Fang Xing rushed out on the head. Zhang Shuhui, who was bathing the bell with Xiaobai, saw it and asked, "Husband, are you going out?"

"Wanwan's hand is burned, I'll go to the palace."

Fang Xing left like a whirlwind, Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai were both staring at the door blankly until the bell shook violently and splashed water.

"Who is so cruel..."

"The young master should throw that man into the glass kiln and burn it into a colorful lump!"

Xiaobai felt sad when he remembered Wanwan's situation at this time. When he saw Lingdang looking at Fang Xing's direction away with confusion, he pressed it into the basin.

"You take a good bath, or you will be sent to the Glazed Kiln!"

The bell shuddered and splashed water on Xiaobai's face again.

Four horses rushed out of Fangjiazhuang and ran towards Zhengyangmen at high speed.

Zhuang Jing also heard about this today, so he went to the Qinhuai River to celebrate.

It was afternoon, and the sun was so sunny that people were lazy. As soon as Zhuang Jing got off the boat, he was soft and remembered the man's words when he was drinking. A sense of depression in his heart could not dissipate.

Zhengyang Gate, Zhuang Jing and the soldiers guarding the gate had already been familiar with each other, so they stayed for a while and asked them what was worth noting today.

Of course, the soldiers guarding the gate did not dare to offend the celebrity in front of Ji Gang, so they said something with a smile.

"This little princess heard that she was burned yesterday, but the palace actually blocked the news. If His Royal Highness hadn't come hurriedly with the doctor who cured the burns today, we wouldn't know about this!"

Zhuang Jing leaned against the city gate and said weakly: "Do you know what it looks like?"

The soldier glanced at Zhuang Jing's hand and found no signs of reward. He shook his head and said, "I don't know, it would be good if we can hear a sound like this."

Zhuang Jing wanted to scold him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard the rushing sound of horse hooves.

"Fang Xing... I was about to ask for trouble for you, but I didn't expect you to come to your door!"

Zhuang Jing drank a lot of wine at noon. After squinting, he saw Fang Xing’s head on his head, and untied his waist knife, blocked it in the middle with the sheath, and shouted: “Stop!”

Fang Xing was originally burying his head to beat the horse, but when he heard this, he looked up and saw that it was Zhuang Jing, he felt a little murderous intent in his heart.

"roll!"

With the whip swung Fang Xing and rushed into Zhengyang Gate, Jia Quan behind him threw a sign to the soldiers guarding the gate and shouted: "Enter the palace in urgent matters, don't stop it!"

"It's the grandson's people! They all scatter!"

After seeing the sign, the leading flag quickly dispersed the subordinates who were about to pursue Fang Xing, regardless of Zhuang Jing who was sluggishly beside him.

Jia Quan glanced at Zhuang Jing, who was whipped by Fang Xing, and took Xin Laoqi and Xiaodao into the imperial city.

Zhuang Jing's brain, which was numbed by alcohol, reacted only then. He suddenly howled and let go of his hand. The whip mark on his left face made people shocked.

The whip marks quickly swollen high, and the scorching pain made Zhuang Jing shout: "I want to kill you! I want to kill you!"

Fang Xinghan forgot about this after he took anger. When he arrived outside the Forbidden City, no matter how brave he was, he had to dismount.

"Hurry!"

Fang Xing ran towards the prince's uterus with the medicine box on his back. Xin Laoqi and Xiaodao were still able to keep up, but only Jia Quan fell behind.

When Fang Xing saw Zhu Zhanji panting, a doctor happened to come out of it.

"The princess should be careful about scalding. Change the medicine once every three days, and maybe heal it in more than ten days."

"Brother Dehua..."

Zhu Zhanji turned around and saw Fang Xing, and said in surprise: "Why did you come so quickly?"

Fang Xing frowned and said, "Didn't Wanwan's hands be burned?"

Zhu Zhanji said awkwardly: "That's just a rumor. Wanwan just got a few bubbles burned."

grass!

Fang Xing sighed at the power of the gossip party spreading rumors, "Where is Wanwan? Take me to see it."

“It’s inside.”

Zhu Zhanji took Fang Xing in, but the doctor muttered to himself in confusion: "Who is this person? He is carrying a medicine box, but His Highness actually calls him brother..."

This is a suite. When you walk through the outer room where more than a dozen palace maids stand, you will smell a smell of medicine as soon as you wake up.

The inner room is not big, it seems to be temporarily cleaned up, and even the curtain of the bed looks new.

Liang Zhongzheng was standing by the bed, looking at Wanwan on the bed with a look of distress. After seeing Fang Xing, he shrewd and signaled to speak softly.

Fang Xing leaned over and looked at it. Wanwan's face was pale on the bed, her two little hands were held by two palace maids, and she was sleeping.

No gauze wrapped?

Fang Xing looked down at Wanwan's palm, which was covered with a layer of ointment.

“Is it disinfected?”

He woke up and asked after coming out.

Liang Zhong said incomprehensible: "What is disinfection?"

Fang Xing slapped his forehead, "Can that doctor clean Wanwan's wound?"

Clean the wound?

Liang Zhong shook his head and said, "No, I just applied ointment."

"When I was just injured, did anyone rinse it with cold water?" Fang Xing asked with the last glimmer of hope.

But Liang Zhong continued to shake his head: "No, I was so scared at that time. I took the medicine directly when the imperial doctor came."

Fang Xing noticed the difference in Liang Zhong's words and asked, "That person wasn't an imperial doctor just now?"

Zhu Zhanji interrupted at this time, "That was the doctor I invited from outside. He is very famous for burns and scalds."

Tsk! Have experts all learned to be vague these days? They actually said that they might be cured in more than ten days!

Fang Xing was a little hesitant. He wanted to apply scald ointment to Wanwan, but now that the doctors have all taken it, it is difficult to change it!

Zhu Zhanji saw Fang Xing's hesitation and smiled and said, "Brother Dehua, don't think much. When Wanwan wakes up, see what she says."

Fang Xing looked at the surrounding environment and frowned and said, "How did Wanwan get scalded?"
Chapter completed!