At the fourth watch, the candles in the tent were still on.
After returning to the camp, Ye Tinglan locked himself in the tent.
He neither got on the bed nor rested in bed, so he just sat there and stayed beside that body, his handsome face that had been cold and stern all night was slumped and numb.
Until now, he still couldn't accept the fact that Feng Yinwan was dead.
They had obviously had dinner together a few hours ago, and the soft touch between their lips and teeth was as real as just a moment ago.
She said she was willing to go back to Beijing with him, and tomorrow was the day to return to Beijing.
I thought I could relax and go back to Beijing with her after finishing the last thing.
In no mood……
The depressed energy condensed and forced into the heart veins in an instant.
Ye Tinglan trembled, and immediately vomited out a mouthful of blood.
"Your Majesty!"
Qi Xuan originally came to report, but he didn't expect to hear such a commotion just before he arrived at the tent. He immediately rushed in without caring about anything else.
Against the backdrop of Xuan Yi's dark hair, that handsome face was horribly pale at the moment.
And blood was constantly seeping and dripping from between his fingers.
The prince vomited blood!
There was a moment of fear on Qi Xuan's face, and he wanted to step forward, but his steps were instantly stopped by the powerful chill.
Ye Tinglan raised his eyes, and there was a touch of blood on his white lips.
"go out."
Before the final note even fell, there was another tremor in the chest.
Another mouthful of blood flowed up uncontrollably, and Ye Tinglan's body suddenly fell back weakly.
The chill dissipated in an instant.
In the tent at the back, a military doctor was treating Yuping's foot injury.
He shook off his cuffs and was about to start setting his bones when the curtain was suddenly torn open.
Qi Xuan rushed in like crazy, grabbed him and walked out.
"The prince vomited blood and fainted. Go to the hospital for treatment quickly!"
"Wha...what?!"
At the bottom of the cliff, Ye Tinglan was cold and ruthless, and the scene of killing people was still vivid in his mind.
The military doctor trembled when he heard this, and his legs and feet suddenly trembled.
"Qi... Guard Qi, my medical skills are shallow and I dare not diagnose and treat the prince at will. No... why don't you find another one?"
How courageous must he be to go and treat the God of Death at this time!
Qi Xuan didn't listen at all. He grabbed him and threw him in front of Ye Tinglan's bed.
"Get your prince a diagnosis and treatment immediately! If you dare to be half-hearted, I won't forgive you!"
The sword in his hand had already been unsheathed as soon as he finished speaking, with a cold light and a faint smell of blood that had not faded away.
It was this sword that killed the group of men in black at the bottom of the cliff!
When the military doctor saw this, he was shaking like chaff. He didn't even care about the cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He shook his hands and went to check Ye Tinglan's pulse.
The atmosphere in the camp was tense to the extreme.
After not seeing him speak for a long time, Qi Xuan's eyes were filled with anxiety, and he spoke again to urge him.
"How is your current condition, Your Majesty?"
It had been half an hour since he fainted, but the prince's face was still extremely pale.
Thinking again of the two mouthfuls of blood that he spit out for no reason, his heart felt like it was being pulled up, and it throbbed violently.
The military doctor didn't dare to hide anything, he lowered his head and had no choice but to answer truthfully.
"The prince's heart has been damaged before, and the damage seems to be not serious."
"When the heart pulse is damaged, it should be a good time to rest and recuperate, and it is not appropriate to use internal energy again, but tonight..."
"The prince was already feeling unwell due to the forced exercise. He was so angry that he became depressed and depressed, which led to him vomiting blood and fainting."
Secretly taking a look at Qi Xuan's face, he shook his head and came to a conclusion.
"Right now, I can only rest."
How could Qi Xuan not know how his prince was feeling? But for such a big thing, how could the prince easily escape from his grief in such a short time?
The hand holding the sword secretly tightened, and he nodded, "I understand, you can go out."
The half hour here was like sitting on pins and needles, and the military doctor had used up all the courage in his life.
Now that he heard that he could leave, he hurriedly picked up the medicine box and walked out, but he didn't expect to be stopped again when he reached the door.
"Wait a minute."
The military doctor's heart suddenly rose to his throat again, "Qi...what else does guard Qi have to say?"
I remembered that when I hurriedly went to catch the man, he seemed to be treating the injury on Yuping's foot.
He frowned and warned again.
"Please go back and show Miss Yuping again."
The military doctor was obviously relieved when he heard this, "Yes, yes."
He did not lie about diagnosing the pulse.
Ye Tinglan woke up half an hour later, but his face was still so pale.
Qi Xuan stayed close to one side and stepped forward immediately when he saw this.
"Your Majesty."
Ye Tinglan's eyes narrowed for a moment, as if he had never noticed the pain, and he stood up immediately.
Looking around, there was no trace of that body in the tent, and his face suddenly turned cold.
"Where did the princess's body go?"
He suddenly stood up, and the movement had startled Qi Xuan. Now seeing that he actually wanted to get up and go out of the tent, Qi Xuan immediately knelt down.
"My subordinates took the decision without permission and ordered people to move the princess's body to the carriage first."
The damage to the heart is irreversible. The prince is in a serious condition and cannot take any more drastic measures.
Facing the corpse of the princess would probably make her even more sad.
"presumptuous!"
Accompanied by this low roar, Ye Tinglan's breath became a little unsteady.
Qi Xuan wanted to step forward to help him, but was shaken away by the coldness.
Seeing that he was about to use his kung fu again, Qi Xuan's heart tightened and he quickly presented something.
"Your Majesty, there is a secret message from the palace."