Yuwen Haoyu looked at her and was full of self-blame, "It's all my fault. I've brought some jugglings into the palace, but it made you scared and almost injured."
Speaking of this, Luo Ling looked at him with a puzzled look and asked, "You will definitely not arrange for the juggling to show me the process of throwing the dagger. So, how could that person appear in the juggling group?
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"Yes, that person was not arranged by me..."
Yuwen Haoyu said this, his eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that someone knew that he wanted to invite a juggling group into the palace, so he got in specially. The matter of him asking a juggling group was not only Black Panther and several palace ladies who explained the matter.
,Gingyu others know, what channel did the assassin know?
"Ling'er, don't worry. I will definitely check this matter clearly and give you an explanation. You have a good rest first. I will send more people to guard here to protect you, don't worry."
Yuwen Haoyu stretched out his hand and stroked her seemingly scared cheek. If the arrow really hit her just now, it might be a corpse and two lives. Thank you very much for Feng Yin.
After Black Panther ordered someone to take care of Feng Yin, he came to report to Yuwen Haoyu. He did not catch the assassin, and Black Panther felt guilty.
"You can't even catch him?"
Yuwen Haoyu stood at the door of the room, closed the door, looked at Black Panther calmly, his handsome brows frowned slightly, and asked.
"Your Majesty, my subordinates are incompetent, but the assassin is very agile and has superb light skills. My subordinates are for a while..."
"Forget it." Yuwen Haoyu interrupted Black Panther and said, "It's too late to say anything now. Go and check it slowly. No matter what method you use or how long it will take, you must check it out for me!"
"yes!"
Black Panther bowed his orders, but before he could get up and leave, Yuwen Haoyu called him again, "How is Feng Yin's injury?"
"My subordinates temporarily placed her in the side hall. She was injured by an arrow on her back. The imperial physician is being treated." Black Panther said.
"Yeah, it's okay, go."
Yuwen Haoyu was indeed grateful to Feng Yin. If it weren't for her, the cold arrow would have shot into Luo Ling's chest. If that were true, I'm afraid he would regret that he would have broken his intestines. Thinking of this
, I still think I'll go see her, okay.
When he walked into the side hall, the imperial doctor had just helped her with the wound, and then gave the prescription to the servant. He turned around and saw Yuwen Haoyu standing at the door, so he quickly stepped forward to salute.
"emperor."
"Don't give me a gift, how is her injury?" Yuwen Haoyu asked.
"At present, my life is gone. If you take care of yourself for some time in the future, your wound will be fine." The imperial physician replied.
"Yeah." Yuwen Haoyu nodded, walked in and walked to the bed. Feng Yin had to sleep on her back because of injuries to her back, so she was extremely restless. Xiuzhi's eyebrows were entangled.
Together, the wound seems to be very painful.
Yuwen Haoyu looked at it for a while, and when he turned around and wanted to leave, he heard Feng Yin calling his name.
"Yu'er, Yu'er, is that you?"
When Yuwen Haoyu heard that she still called him like this, he frowned slightly, but he was not good enough to say anything else. When he turned to look at her, he saw that Feng Yin's pillow was faintly wet, and she cried.
"Does the wound hurt?"
Yuwen Haoyu sat down beside the bed, looked at her tearful look, and couldn't help but ask softly.