Both of them were seriously injured, but Dr. Zhou only had one.
The eldest disciple took Hong An to treat Murong Nie.
Sitting in the palace, Li Jingxing waited expectantly for Li Junche to bring his army to greet him.
Unexpectedly, what was waiting for him was the panic-stricken Minister of the Ministry of War.
"Your Majesty, Prince Che is wounded all over his body, and he is currently lying in Prince Che's Mansion with his life and death unknown."
The emperor's hand holding the tea cup almost turned over. He stood up quickly, raised his brows and stared at his eyes, "What did you say? Where is the army?"
The Minister of War shook his head, "I didn't see it. Only the guards of Prince Che's Mansion brought Prince Che and General Murong who were stabbed several times. No one else was seen."
"Let the imperial doctor go to Prince Che's Mansion immediately and send people out of the city to investigate."
Li Jingxing was not in the mood to criticize, and was anxiously walking around in circles.
When the imperial doctor arrived, Doctor Zhou was about to draw his sword.
After explaining the situation clearly, he simply gave up his position to Imperial Physician Ling, who was highly skilled in medicine, and went to see Murong Nie himself.
All the doctors in the palace stared at Li Junche with their eyes full.
Looking at the tip of the sword that penetrated into the chest, the imperial doctors all looked serious and nervous.
If it doesn't work well, he will bleed profusely and die on the spot.
Wen Jinhe stood in the hall a few steps away, with a screen blocking the room.
After the sword head was pulled out, the bleeding worsened, and the imperial doctors fought desperately to stop the bleeding.
Looking at Li Junche who looked pale and seemed to have lost his breath, the doctor present had his eyelashes trembling and licked his lips in fear.
The sword was drawn out, but there was too much blood loss, and they were not sure whether Li Junche would survive.
After writing the prescription, he quickly asked the attendant to grab the medicine and cook it.
The imperial doctor came out of the room with a solemn expression and bent down to face Wen Jinhe, "Princess Che, the sword head has been pulled out and the bleeding has stopped. However, the prince has lost too much blood and has been in coma for too long. It remains to be seen whether he can survive it. Recovery over the next two days.”
After the panic and anxiety of the war, Wen Jinhe's face only showed the calmness after the tension, "Then when will the prince wake up?"
The imperial physician was mute and replied hesitantly: "Wei Chen cannot predict, we need to see the subsequent recovery situation."
He couldn't tell Princess Che, as Prince Che would probably not wake up.
With a heavy heart, the imperial physician ordered the other imperial physicians to stay behind and returned to the palace to report back to the emperor.
After hearing the first sentence, Li Jingxing was so frightened that he stood up from his chair, "What do you mean you may not be able to wake up? After so many doctors, no one can do anything?"
The imperial doctor immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the prince's injury is really serious. It is deep in his heart. I am not sure whether I can save my life."
Li Jingxing's mind went blank.
Even though Li Junche was his least favored son, he was a close relative of flesh and blood, so how could he have no feelings at all.
Moreover, as a hussar general, Li Junche would go to the battlefield many times in the future, and now he was telling others to die.
The emperor simply couldn't accept it.
"Go to Prince Che's Mansion and guard him. Don't come back until the second prince wakes up."
The imperial doctor kneeling on the ground made the two-finger-long beard on his chin tremble, "I obey the order."
He stood up and walked tremblingly out of the palace.
The man sent by the Minister of War to inquire has returned, "Your Majesty, we found a large army thirty miles outside the city. All five hundred people are dead. There are more than seven hundred corpses on the ground, all dressed in black. There are still more than a dozen The corpse is wearing the clothes of Prince Che's guard."
The emperor felt that his dragon chair was almost unsteady. He pointed at the Minister of War and roared, "Where did these more than 700 people come from?"
The Minister of War was frightened, "We have sent people to the military camp to investigate. There may be some surviving soldiers who have escaped and reported back."
Lin Wangfu.
Li Zhilin walked around the hall anxiously. When he saw his cronies coming in, he quickly asked: "Is there any news?"
The attendant looked solemn and said, "Your Majesty, none of the people we sent have returned, but the imperial doctor said that Li Junche seems to be dying."
Li Zhilin was overjoyed. He didn't care about the life or death of the secret guards at all, as long as his goal was achieved.
"If Li Junche can't do it, it means that the entire army will definitely be annihilated, and Qin Weihu must be dead."
Without any worries, Li Zhilin even immediately picked up the wine bottle to celebrate.
King's Palace.
The escaped guards knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, when we were preparing to give Li Junche the final blow, the people from Prince Che's Mansion arrived just in time. Murong Nie and Li Junche were rescued, and none of Li Zhilin's people survived. We lost more than 180 people."
Li Yuheng stood up and frowned, "Why did the people from Prince Che's Mansion arrive suddenly? And bring so many people with them?"
Did you discover something?
Guard: "Your Majesty, will this interfere with our plan?"
Li Yuheng turned around and looked at him, "There is news from the palace that Li Junche is seriously injured and his life is in danger. Follow the original plan and first remove the useless nail of Li Zhilin."
The Minister of War brought two soldiers into the palace after returning from the military camp.
They escaped from the beginning of the assassination and went back to report the news. Unfortunately, they returned too late. People from the Ministry of War arrived before the reinforcements left the camp.
"Prince Che had just entered the woods with his army. Many killers suddenly appeared around and attacked us for no reason. The villain wanted to report back to the military camp, so he took advantage of the chaos and escaped. He ran back to the military camp on his legs, but it was too late. "
They both have the same caliber.
Li Jingxing leaned against the dragon chair. It was unclear at this moment. Those people were clearly coming towards Li Junche to kill him.
If people from Prince Che's Mansion hadn't arrived, they might have seen Li Junche's body.
"Inform the Minister of Punishment and the Minister of Dali Temple to unite with the provinces to find out the identities of these people and the people behind them. They dare to take action outside the capital. These people are so bold that they don't take the imperial court seriously."
Everyone in the hall knelt on the ground and did not dare to express their anger.
The emperor was so angry that he was shaking all over.
Prince Che's life and death are still unknown. This matter is too big.
The majesty of the court, the face of the emperor, the lives of five hundred soldiers, and probably the life of a prince, will soon change the whole Beidi Kingdom.
Zhao Bi and He Shi were guarding outside the room.
Man Qiu and Man Dong stared at the princess with a sad face. Wen Jinhe had not had a drop of water since breakfast.
The entire Prince Che's Mansion was very quiet, and the servants walked deliberately softly.
If the prince dies, the entire Prince Che family will be in ruins.
After Doctor Zhou treated Murong Nie's injuries all over his body, he told his apprentice: "Pay close attention to the situation tonight. If you have a high fever, use ice cubes to cool down immediately and take some decoction."
Hong An stood aside and said, "Master, the situation on the prince's side is very bad."
Doctor Zhou looked up and sighed deeply. He had expected this when he was about to draw the sword.
Although Li Junche had fewer wounds than Murong Nie, he could not withstand the sword's penetration.
I thought that the imperial doctors at the Imperial Clinic were skilled in medicine and could be sure, but it seemed that they still had a narrow escape from death.
Zhao Bi and the others brought out 300 secret guards, and 200 came back.
All the corpses were taken away, and a dozen were deliberately left behind for cover.
The only candle on the desk illuminated the hall dimly.
Butler Li stood at the door, looking at the food that had gone cold without touching a few mouthfuls on the table, and waved for Man Qiu to come out.
"We can't go on like this, otherwise the princess won't be able to hold on until the prince wakes up."
When he was infected with wind and cold before, the imperial doctor said that Wen Jinhe's health was not good to begin with.
A dream can actually become a reality.
Butler Li still can't believe it.
Man Qiu looked at Wen Jinhe sitting beside the bed with distress, "Remove the dishes and ask the kitchen to bring a bowl of wontons over. The porridge will be cooked and ready at any time. The princess can eat it if she wants."
Butler Li nodded, that was all he could do.
Seeing that the heat in the bowl had almost dissipated, Man Qiu walked up to Wen Jinhe holding the bowl and said, "Princess, have some."
Wen Jinhe looked at the wontons in the bowl, which were Li Junche's favorite breakfast.
Man Qiu wanted to feed him, but Wen Jinhe reached out and took it, his voice a little hoarse, "I'll do it myself."
It tastes great every time I eat it, but this time it felt so bitter.
Man Dong watched Wen Jinhe's tears fall from his eyes and fell into the bowl, and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe them away.
I swallowed a dozen wontons with tears in my eyes.
Wen Jinhe kept telling herself in her heart not to cry, Li Junche would definitely wake up.
Wen Jinhe, who had been nervous all day, fell into a drowsy sleep amid sadness.
Seeing this, Man Qiu and Man Dong quietly took down the desk from the couch in the hall, placed Wen Jinhe on it, and covered it with a quilt.
When the imperial doctor who was guarding next door came to check Li Junche's pulse, he glanced at the screen placed in front of the couch and couldn't help but sigh.
Wen Jinhe woke up many times at night, and every time he couldn't help but check Li Junche's breathing.
Hold his hand and feel the body temperature.
Whether you want to stay alive at first and tease him a lot because he looks good, or you are trying to rely on him after being hunted.
Wen Jinhe realized that she could not leave Li Junche at this moment.
In this strange world, he is the only person Wen Jinhe tries to trust, rely on and open his heart to.
Perhaps this relationship has not yet reached the point where we have vowed to live and die together.
But she couldn't bear the consequences and future of losing him.
