The servants all over the yard were so frightened that they almost fainted.
When Zhan Beihan caught a glimpse of this scene, he immediately stepped on the tree trunk, turned his body flexibly, and reached out to grab Hanhan!
He could have successfully captured Hanhan.
Unexpectedly, Han Han actually kicked his hand away, shifted her body, broke several branches, and then rolled down the trunk.
"Hanhan!"
"Your Majesty!"
Ye Qi, who was hiding in the dark, jumped out and used his body as a backing to block it in time.
Han Han fell on Ye Qi's back and rolled down.
Zhan Beihan quickly landed and stretched out his hand to check his injuries, but Hanhan opened his hand forcefully.
"Do not touch me!"
"How long have you been so willful?" Zhan Beihan was furious and forcefully hugged him over: "You really dare to jump, don't you risk your life?"
"Don't touch me, I don't want you to hug me!" Han Han struggled in his arms with all her strength, and blood quickly oozed from her clothes.
"Don't move!" Zhan Beihan, with a livid face, suppressed his hands and feet and checked them quickly.
There were many scrapes and scratches on his body from branches, and his knees seemed to have been hit and were obviously red and swollen.
"Call the doctor quickly!" Zhan Beihan finished the examination, stood up with his son in his arms, and gave the order.
The servants woke up from a dream and ran to the imperial doctor.
"Don't touch me, I don't want you to worry about it! Let go!" Han Han struggled with red eyes, kicking and hitting Zhan Beihan with his little hands and feet, hitting Zhan Beihan's face several times, and the blood stains oozing out of his clothes became more and more
many.
"Zhan Jingrui!"
Zhan Beihan was so angry that he raised his hand to hit him.
Han Han yelled with red eyes: "Just hit me! Just beat me to death, and I won't let you control me!"
Zhan Beihan's hand froze in mid-air, unable to strike for a moment.
Hanhan stared at him with red eyes.
Concubine Xie Yurui heard the news and hurried over: "Oh my God! Prince, Crown Prince... what is going on?"
Zhan Beihan took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, hugged his son and walked into the house without even looking at her.
"Let me go! Let me go!" Hanhan struggled desperately.
Xie Yurui hurriedly caught up: "Your Majesty, what's going on? Why is there such a fuss again? Your Majesty, what happened... Oops!"
Ye Qi squeezed in from behind and almost knocked her to the ground. He held two bottles of hemostatic medicine in his hand: "Your Majesty, it will take a while for the imperial doctor to arrive. Let's stop the prince's bleeding first."
"Why did you bump into me?" Xie Yurui staggered to his feet and stared at Ye Qi fiercely.
"Come in and talk." Zhan Bei said coldly and strode into the house.
"Yes!" Ye Qi immediately followed in, as if he hadn't seen Xie Yurui.
Xie Yurui breathed heavily in her chest.
Zhan Beihan strode into the house and placed Hanhan on the bed.
Hanhan struggled to run.
"Lie down and don't move again! I will tie you up with a rope!" Zhan Beihan scolded angrily, and quickly took off his coat with his fingers.
Ye Qi hurriedly stepped forward, ready to help apply the medicine.
Hanhan struggled with red eyes and refused to apply the medicine. A bottle of styptic powder was knocked over to the ground by him.
"Your Majesty, please don't move..." Ye Qi looked at the scratches all over his body that were still bleeding, and was so anxious that his head was sweating.
Tsk!
There was a sound of fabric breaking.
Zhan Beihan suppressed Han Han with one hand, grabbed the bed curtain with the other and tore it open, then tied up Han Han's struggling hands and feet in a few strokes. Popular ""