Tanxin Hall is in chaos.
Before anyone could walk in, they heard Consort Xuan sobbing, almost to the point of fainting from crying.
Imperial Physician Du paused, gritted his teeth, and suddenly started running faster, followed closely by Jiang Tinghuai, followed by a string of stumbling bean buns.
As soon as Imperial Physician Du entered the hall, he was welcomed into the inner room by Palace Maid who was guarding the door, and several people followed him in.
The situation was very urgent, and no one cared too much about etiquette. Jiang Tinghuai waved his hand to stop Palace Maid who was about to salute, and walked to Consort Xuan in a few steps.
Consort Xuan was crying so hard that she was out of breath. Seeing that she was no longer in a conversational state, he had no choice but to ask Palace Maid who was supporting her, "What's going on?"
Yuzhu hesitated for a moment, and when he spoke, his voice also had a cry, "Slave, I don't know very well, but His Highness went out for a walk today. Not long after, Hanying who was following His Highness came back in a hurry, wuwuwu, she said..."
"Say... His Highness Third Prince accidentally stepped on the air and fell from a height. His head hit Stone Steps and he fainted on the spot..."
"Woooooooooo Third Prince There was a lot of blood on his head, and half of his collar was stained red with blood..."
Yuzhu's voice became smaller and smaller, and by the end he was crying.
Jiang Tinghuai felt his heart sink after hearing this.
His third brother has been frail and sick since he was a child, so he is always a little more careful when dealing with him. However, this third brother is very strong-willed and does not want to have too many followers following him. Consort Xuan has to worry for a long time every time he goes out.
Now that something like this happened, he actually still had an untimely, "it must be so" feeling of fate in his heart.
Jiang Tinghuai squatted in front of Consort Xuan, lips parted slightly. "Consort Xuan, Madam, you first--" got up from the ground.
[Eh? Didn't Third Brother accidentally fall?!] A familiar voice suddenly sounded, cutting his words into two halves.
Jiang Tinghuai stretched out his hand to help Consort Xuan up, but suddenly froze in place.
Didn't you fall down accidentally?
What does this mean?!
His pupils trembled, and the noise around him receded like a tide, leaving only the childish voice of the little guy in the world.
The next moment, the little guy's voice gave him the answer.
[Hmm? Someone pushed him down?!]
She seemed to gasp: [How dare she?!]
Jiang Tinghuai swallowed and felt that his heartbeat was so fast that it was about to jump out of his throat. He also felt as if a huge stone was pressing on his heart, and his whole heart sank to the bottom.
The two feelings kept alternating, almost tearing his whole body in half.
If the third brother was pushed down, then his situation...
It will definitely be much more serious than slipping and falling.
However, after the little girl said that sentence, her heart completely quieted down, and she didn't know if she went to read the information sent to her by "System Bro".
Jiang Tinghuai was so anxious that he wanted to turn around and shake the little guy's shoulders, asking her to tell him Zhuolan's situation first.
But--
No.
His remaining Reason pulled him like a walking zombie and summoned people to help Consort Xuan up and place it on the Upholstered Chair beside him. He said words of comfort that he didn't even know what they were.
All the attention was placed on the small figure behind him.
I kept praying from the bottom of my heart.
Hurry up, hurry up.
Tell him quickly what's going on with Zhuolan.
Also, who is the name of the perpetrator? He wants to arrange for control quickly and cannot give him time to escape from the palace!
[Hiss--the push was not over yet. Afraid that I, Third Brother, would tell the truth when I woke up, they even moved rocks and patched up the scar on my forehead, Third Brother!]
[If you do such a cruel thing, you want to directly kill me Third Brother!!]
Jiang Yingcheng looked at the injury report sent to her by 007 and covered her head as if she felt the pain herself.
At this moment, out of the corners of their eyes, several people saw Imperial Physician Du walking out of the room after checking for his pulse. He shook his head at Consort Xuan with a solemn and uneasy expression, and then, a sharp cry sounded from behind them.
Consort Xuan had cried to the point of convulsions several times before, and Palace Maid had to persuade her to get out of there on the grounds of "fear of delaying Imperial Physician's treatment." Now seeing this scene, her whole body collapsed into a puddle of mud, and she slid down from the chair.
"Du, Imperial Physician Du... take a closer look, look again!"
"Zhuolan He must be fine... He must be fine!!"
Imperial Physician Du's complexion is not much better than Consort Xuan's.
The person lying in the room is Imperial Prince of the current dynasty. Even if he is not able to inherit the throne, if he is not treated well, he will never reap his good fruits.
But the wound was too big and deep, and it was in such a fatal position on the forehead...
Alas.
Jiang Tinghuai Several people were also frightened by this incident so much that their hearts stopped for a moment.
Cold sweat immediately dripped down his forehead.
Zhuolan This is...
Is it no longer possible?
The scene in front of them seemed to be covered with a layer of black and white mist, making it difficult for them to see clearly.
In a daze, the milky voice of the heart sounded again--
[... However, fortunately, the Merit Points we earned last time has not had time to redeem the blueprints, so it can be used to save Third Brother!] She turned her head and looked in the direction of the bed, [Third Brother, don't be afraid, Chengcheng is coming!!]
"!!!"
The consciousness of several people was immediately brought back by this voice, and even their vision returned to clarity.
Although the room was in a mess, there were still several people gathered around the bed. Jiang Tinghuai lowered his head and looked at each other with the little adult Jiang Xingran, and followed the little guy's footsteps in a tacit understanding.
Jiang Qiuyu and Lin Jinshu also followed silently.
This kind of ability is a double-edged sword. Before they are sure that the other party is trustworthy, they cannot let the little guy's strangeness be exposed to anyone's sight!
Several people stood behind Jiang Yingcheng like door gods, insulating her from possible risks.
Jiang Yingcheng looked back at a few people, assuming that they also came to see Third Brother, and didn't take it seriously.
[System Bro System Bro,] Xiao Naiyin also had a rare hint of anxiety, [Hurry, hurry up, wait until Consort Xuan Aunties comes over, we won't have a chance to do anything!]
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yingcheng's hand appeared with an extremely large...
White Medicine Ball.
Jiang Yingcheng:"..."
Jiang Yingcheng is about to cry: [What is this? What is this?!]
He Third Brother has passed out!
How to feed such a big Medicine Ball!
She thought it would be a very small one...
However, the announcement that she Imperial Father was coming was heard outside the door. Jiang Yingcheng turned around and took a cautious look. However, several people's eyes were looking at the door, and then he gritted his teeth and opened her Third Brother mouth--
The unconscious person's body was very heavy, and she tried several times to break her Third Brother lips apart.
Jiang Yingcheng quickly stuffed the Medicine Ball in, silently praying in her heart: [It better be something that melts in your mouth, wuwuwu--]
After she finished this set of prayer movements, Emperor Mingze happened to walk in.
The room full of Palace Maid Eunuch knelt on the ground, and the noisy sound suddenly stopped, which made Jiang Yingcheng's inner voice particularly clear--
[Wow, why hasn't it melted yet? Why hasn't it melted yet!!]