After wearing a book, my pampered little poor is the prince

The smell of blood was strong in the house.

Shen Nanyuan's changed clothes were put aside, and the smudged blood on it pierced into Xiao Yan's eyes like thorns, making it difficult for him to breathe for a moment, and his eye sockets turned red instantly, Qing Ling and the imperial physician hurriedly saluted.

"Your Highness."

After getting out of the way, Shen Nanyuan's pale, bloodless face was completely exposed to Xiao Yan's sight.

Qing Bing thought that Gu Shizhen had already told Xiao Yan about Shen Nanyuan's situation outside, and now she was in pain, just seeing Shen Nanyuan's injury, so she just felt sorry for her, so she didn't say anything, and took two steps back , standing obediently with his head bowed.

This was also the first time Xiao Yan saw Shen Nanyuan's lifeless look.

In the past, she always liked to run towards him with a smile, and threw herself into his arms, but she was not angry at all when she was lying on the bed, which made his heart sore, his throat was choked, and his eyes were full of water.

The pain was so hot that Xiao Yan walked to the bed step by step, raised her hand tremblingly, and touched her fingers, and it was so cold that Xiao Yan's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably. He seemed to be frozen, and after a while, he held her hand again, completely taking her cold hand into his palm.

Her face was frighteningly pale.

Xiao Yan's throat rolled, her voice was hoarse and low for some reason, with a faint cry: "Yuan."

Qing Ling's temples twitched when he heard the sound.

Realizing that things seem to be a bit difficult, even if I feel sorry for their lady, I won't be so scared like this.

Could it be that he didn't know?
Qing Ling hurriedly walked to his side and lowered his voice: "Your Highness, don't worry, the young lady has a kit on her body, and there is an iron piece in the kit that blocks a lot of damage for the young lady. Although the blood is bleeding, the young lady does not It's okay, I'm in a coma now, I'll wake up soon, I just need to do a little self-cultivation in the future."

Xiao Yan's hands froze.

He raised his head for a moment, his eyes were still red, but he showed a look of astonishment. It was rare to see this expression on his face.

"Gift bag?"

Qing Bing didn't know why he was doing this, he lowered his head and said, "Yes, Your Highness."

Xiao Yan turned her head instantly, and her eyes fell on Shen Nanyuan's body. Her memory was vague, but she still remembered the old Taoist priest she met in the restaurant.

"Ma'am, I see that your seal is black, which looks dangerous."

"Today can be regarded as the fate of the two of us. It should be carried on the body all day and cannot be opened."

"Madam, you can put away this kit, and you must carry it with you."

The kit pouch pierced by the arrow was placed beside the bed, and the iron sheet was stained with blood.

The imperial doctor said: "Fortunately, the concubine is carrying this on her body, otherwise she would be powerless."

Xiao Yan was skeptical at the beginning, but he bought it and asked Shen Nanyuan to carry it with him all day. Now that he saw this iron piece, he felt an indescribable shock and surprise in his heart, and the hand holding Shen Nanyuan became tighter and tighter.

I never thought that the things I bought just because of anxiety could actually save lives.

He was extremely happy.

There was even a fear of what would happen if I didn’t buy it at that time.

Xiao Yan took a deep breath, and rubbed his fingertips on Shen Nanyuan's delicate and delicate face with nostalgia. Fortunately, he was in the bottom of his heart with his fear, so that he could only feel at ease by looking at Shen Nanyuan.