After being reborn, I became a scumbag and his aunt

Until dawn, the Sanchen Courtyard became quiet.

Han Youning and Zhao Chengyuan have been guarding in the hall, waiting for everyone to leave, Han Youning pulled Zhao Chengyuan and asked, "The prince arranged those men in black?"

Before Zhao Chengyuan could speak, Su Bai complained first, "The prince can only be cruel to me, but he is reluctant to let others die!"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and said, "He's right, I won't do something that kills one thousand enemies and hurts eight hundred."

Su Bai snorted sadly, "My broken bone is not a loss to you, is it?"

Zhao Chengyuan said in a low voice, "You have a lot of good medicines. It takes months and half a year for others to recover from a fracture of this level. You can move freely in less than two months, and you can't bear much suffering."

Su Bai glanced at him, "It's not like you can only sit and lie all day long, and you can't move around..."

Zhao Chengyuan pressed the palm of his neck, Su Bai tilted his head and fell into a coma.

He said to You Ning, "Those men in black are probably sent by the emperor. Usually when I am alone or when the guards around me are weak, someone will assassinate me."

Han Youning was startled, "The emperor is assassinating at any time? Why are you, my lord..."

How did you survive until now?
"When I was young, I had to be careful. I didn't dare to be without guards by my side. It's much better these years."

Zhao Chengyuan's expression was indifferent, and he didn't talk too much about it. When he talked about the current affairs, "The emperor doesn't want us to leave Beijing. Although this assassination failed, I have a broken bone and it is inconvenient to move. He doesn't have to worry about me doing it in the northwest." Article. This time I leave Beijing, I will definitely succeed.”

Han Youning came to a sudden, "I originally thought that the prince just wanted to let Mr. Su sleep separately from me, so there is another purpose."

Zhao Chengyuan stroked her hair, his eyes were gentle, "Designing this golden cicada to escape its shell is actually putting you in an embarrassing position. I have thought about it, but I have not thought of any other perfect plan..."

In addition to apologizing, self-blame, and deep reluctance in his words.

This lingering expression made Han Youning's nose sour and his eyes flushed, "My lord needn't say these things. It's about the safety of the Great Zhou and the life and death of the Hou Mansion. My lord should go this way no matter what. It's just... I'm worried about the dangerous journey, The mountains are far away and the road is far away, and I don't know the news of the prince, and I don't know when I will see the prince..."

As soon as her heart settled down, she wanted to part with him and face the danger alone.Perhaps because of being spoiled by him for the past three months, like the flowers in the greenhouse, they began to rely on the warmth and tranquility without wind and rain, and were afraid of the wind and rain outside.

Zhao Chengyuan embraced her, "Don't worry, your husband was able to live to the end in his previous life, and with you in this life, he will naturally be able to live to the end too. I will send someone to send you news in a few days."

Han Youning's fragility only lasted for a moment, and she regained her composure. She shook her head and said, "Your Majesty, you don't need to send a message, so as not to be exposed. I'll wait for you, you will be fine, and I will be fine."

Zhao Chengyuan sighed lowly and hugged her tightly.

The sun was warm and quietly shone in, shining on the two hugging each other in front of the window.

Emperor Qingming did not have an early court today, and was only waiting for news from the Jin Palace in the imperial study.

The imperial doctor knelt down and reported, "My lord was hit by a sword in his right arm, and he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, but the fracture of his right calf is troublesome, and he won't be able to get off the ground for half a year."

Emperor Qingming asked, "Can you confirm? Could it be just a flesh wound?"

"Back to the emperor, eight imperial physicians took turns to examine him. He had a broken leg and some bones were misplaced. It was my minister who set his bones."

Emperor Qingming asked him to retreat, and looked at Wu Jian again.

Wu Jian stayed up all night in the Prince Jin's mansion. He was exhausted, but he didn't dare to show his face.

He bowed and said, "Princess Jin spent the whole night with Sanchen Courtyard, and also cried all night. The prince loves the concubine and has been comforting her, saying that it will not hinder her trip today. However, the concubine is worried that the prince will not return to Xiangping mansion because of his health. Yes, and later the prince also agreed, saying that he would accompany the princess back after his legs recovered."

Emperor Qingming rubbed his fingers, it was a good thing he didn't insist on leaving Beijing.But now that Zhao Chengyuan is in this situation, it doesn't matter if he can't get out.

The eunuch outside came in, "Report to the emperor, Lord Zhongguo asks to see you."

Emperor Qingming said, "Let him in."

As soon as the little eunuch went out, Duke Zhong came in in a hurry, his face was scorched, and he didn't have the usual elegance.

He rushed to the dragon case and knelt heavily, "I beg the emperor, send more imperial physicians to save the son!"

Emperor Qingming frowned, "What's wrong, Shizi? Explain it more clearly."

Duke Zhong said anxiously, "Mu'er fell into the pool two nights ago and caught the cold, and developed a high fever in the middle of the night and fell into a coma. The doctor Wang prescribed medicine, but now two days have passed but there is no improvement. The high fever is still there. It's getting stronger and stronger. Chen... I originally hoped that he would recover, but today is the day when Prince Jin's mansion leaves the capital. If he can't make it to the boat..."

When it came to the end, Duke Zhong was already weeping bitterly, completely losing his image.

Emperor Qingming said to Wu Jian, "You send someone to the Imperial Hospital, and send a few more imperial physicians to the Zhongguo Duke's Mansion."

Wu Jian responded and went out to give orders.

Duke Zhong kowtowed to express his gratitude, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"

Emperor Qingming said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you don't know that last night Jin Wang went to Ling'an Temple and met a thief, and his leg was broken. I'm afraid I can't go to Xiangping Mansion."

Duke Zhong's face turned pale immediately, and he said in a daze, "Not going? King Jin... How could King Jin be injured? He is so powerful, how could he be injured? Then... what about Mu'er?"

This is Mu'er's only chance!
Duke Zhong exited the imperial study in a trance and left the palace.

Several imperial physicians also came out, and followed the carriage of the Duke's Mansion to the Duke of Zhongguo's Mansion.

As a result, after the diagnosis and treatment, several people shook their heads, "My son is already weak, but now the cold and evil have entered the lungs, I am sorry that the official is helpless."

With that look, all he had to say was, prepare for the funeral.

Imperial Physician Wang shook his head, "Duke Zhong, the officials have already said that this kind of typhoid fever is the most difficult to cure, and whether it can be cured after taking medicine is left to fate."

"Mu'er!"

Mrs. Zhongguo let out a mournful cry, and after two days of suffering, she couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.

Several imperial physicians prescribed a prescription, and they fled away.

Mr. Zhong Guo was sent out of the hospital, looked up at the sky for a long time, and muttered to himself, "Can the sky have mercy on Hu some time..."

The steward of the Duke's Mansion hurried in from the outside, and said cautiously, "Master, Prince Jin's Mansion has sent a letter, saying that Xiangping Mansion will not be able to go for a while...Let us send someone to the pier to bring back the luggage."

Duke Zhong's gaze was fixed, and he walked out quickly, "Go to Prince Jin's Mansion!"

Duke Zhong Guo entered Prince Jin's Mansion, and was led to the Sanchen Courtyard by the guards.

The courtyard was full of medicinal smells, and several imperial physicians were guarding to boil the medicine.

Duke Zhong followed Ye Chang into the bedroom, and saw King Jin lying on the bed with white cloth strips tied around his arms.

He cupped his hands and saluted, "My lord, I heard that you... are you okay?"

"Zhao Chengyuan" glanced at him lightly, "I can't stay here for half a year."

Duke Zhong hesitated for a long time, then knelt down, and said with difficulty, "Mu'er, he has typhoid fever, and the imperial doctor refuses to treat him. I beg the lord to have mercy and take him to Xiangping!"