Fengming the world: The cold princess is too enchanting

Chapter 160
"Miss...what the hell happened...why did you suddenly vomit blood and pass out?"

Guozi was sobbing, holding Chu Yinge's hand tightly with both hands, sitting on the edge of the bed, not moving.

Her family has already been destroyed, and in her heart, Chu Yinge is her relatives, and the Seventh Palace is her home, but now facing everything, she can't do anything, she is really incompetent.

"Miss... as long as you wake up... Guozi will listen to you... please..." Guozi burst into tears and couldn't stop it.

But Chu Yinge on the bed didn't seem to have any consciousness, didn't react at all, just lay quietly on the bed like that, lifeless.

As soon as Mu Ziyuan and Muzi reached the gate of the palace, they were stopped by a young eunuch.

"The Seventh Prince stays."

"What's the matter?" Muzi stepped forward and asked.

There are quite a few people from the Seventh Palace in the palace, and the little eunuch in front of him is one, but Muzi has always been in charge of the one-way contact, so Muzi recognized it at a glance, there is a small red dot on their hands of the Seventh Palace, It's hard to spot if you don't look carefully.

The little eunuch looked around and there was no one around, so he hurriedly said: "It's not good, just heard the news, the Seventh Princess suddenly vomited blood and passed out."

"How come? Wasn't it fine just now?" Muzi hurriedly asked.

The little eunuch shook his head blankly: "I don't know the specific details, but at this moment, the imperial doctor has rushed over."

As soon as the words were finished, before Muzi could say anything, he saw that his prince had disappeared.

In the side hall of Lianxi Palace, the imperial doctor half-knelt beside the bed, put a handkerchief on Chu Yinge's slender wrist, tapped his fingers lightly, feeling Chu Yinge's pulse.

Strong and powerful, no problems.

But no matter how you look at this face, it doesn't look like there is something wrong. The imperial doctor's forehead is dripping with sweat. The person lying on the bed is the Seventh Princess. If he can't be cured, the consequences... will be difficult. imagine.

Thinking of this, the imperial doctor panicked even more.

Mu Jingyu also rushed over in a hurry. As soon as he entered the door, he saw this scene and couldn't help being furious.

"What happened, how did the Seventh Princess become like this?"

"Your servant doesn't know, Miss suddenly became like this." Guozi's eyes were already red and swollen from crying.

Mu Jingyu wanted to say something else, but considering his status, he could only sit aside and quietly wait for the results of the imperial doctor's diagnosis and treatment. The broken wooden table was still on the ground and no one was handling it. Shattered, Mu Jingyu's eyes had a deep meaning.

His martial arts are not weak, but to be able to split the wooden table like this must require a lot of internal strength. Isn't Chu Yinge the Ninth Miss of the Prime Minister's Mansion?How could there be such deep inner strength?
some of……

Mu Jingyu didn't dare to think about it, there was an answer in his heart that was about to surface, but he suppressed it forcibly.

The imperial doctor treated him for a long time, but he still couldn't find out what caused such a result. Putting away his handkerchief, the imperial doctor was sweating profusely, walked over tremblingly, and knelt down towards Mu Jingyu.

"Your Majesty, the seventh concubine's illness is strange, and the humble minister is incompetent. I really can't find any reason."

"Is that possible to wake up?"

"This... I'm afraid it's hard to say."

As soon as the imperial doctor's words fell, Mu Ziyuan kicked him to the ground: "It's hard to say what, I see, it's because your medical skills are not very good that you talk so nonsense!
"What is the seventh brother doing?" Mu Jingyu suddenly stood up from his seat, "Did the seventh brother forget? Now the seventh brother is wearing a sinful body!"

"The younger brother has not forgotten, but the seventh concubine is the princess of the younger brother, please allow the younger brother to let the younger brother take the princess home."

"What if I don't allow it?"

"The concubine will die here together with the concubine." Mu Ziyuan's firm attitude forced Mu Jingyu to agree.

He may not care about Mu Ziyuan's life, but he has to care about Chu Yinge, besides, Chu Yinge is Mu Ziyuan's concubine, if he forcibly detains her, it is not justified based on emotion and reason.

"You can take people away, but Seventh Brother had better not forget, once the seven-day period is over, Seventh Brother had better not make others suffer together."

"This is the matter of my younger brother and has nothing to do with the emperor, as long as the emperor cares about his own affairs." Saying this, Mu Ziyuan walked over to the bed, leaned over and hugged the person on the bed.

"Ge'er, don't be afraid, this king will take you home."

Hugging the person in his arms, Mu Ziyuan glanced coldly at the people present, his cold gaze finally fell on Mu Jingyu, but he only stayed there for a moment, then strode away.

Muzi and Guozi also hurriedly chased after him.

Seeing Chu Yinge being taken away by Mu Ziyuan, Mu Jingyu felt very uncomfortable, but he also knew very well that maybe only Mu Ziyuan could save Chu Yinge.

He lowered his head and looked at the imperial doctor on the ground expressionlessly, feeling calm in his heart.

"Keep those who are useless for what to do, kill them."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, the seventh concubine's illness is really rare, and it's not that the humble minister is really incompetent!" When the imperial doctor heard that he was going to kill him, he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

The more he explained, the more agitated Mu Jingyu became.

"If you don't want Zhen to punish your nine clans, it's best to kill yourself quietly, which can be regarded as leaving a queen for you."

"Your Majesty..." The imperial doctor's face was ashen, and he opened his mouth, but only four simple words came out of his mouth: "Thank you, Lord Long En."

Since ancient times, imperial power has been above any right, and it cannot be disobeyed, cannot be refuted, and it cannot be overstepped, touching the bottom line, and there is no place to die.

Mu Ziyuan returned to the Seventh Prince's Mansion with Chu Yinge in his arms, and as soon as he entered, he ordered someone to find the last doctor.

But the result of diagnosis and treatment is the same as that of the imperial doctor in the palace.

How could Mu Ziyuan admit such a result?The doctor who hit him directly vomited blood, if Muzi hadn't quickly stopped him, the Seventh Prince's Mansion would probably be flooded with blood!

"My lord, please calm down. It is really rare for a princess to be in such a situation. If we think about it again, there must be other ways."

"Is there any way?" Mu Ziyuan's voice was hoarse: "Is there any way?"

Muzi was at a loss for words for a while, he didn't know what to say, Guozi beside him was also at a loss, he couldn't help at all except crying.

After a while, Mu Ziyuan drew out the saber hanging beside the bed, and was about to go out the door. When Muzi saw the situation, he quickly knelt on the ground, hugged his lord's lower body tightly, and blocked the way.

"My lord, what are you doing?"

"This king is going to wash the palace with blood. If it wasn't for Lin Wan, if it wasn't for Mu Jingyu, how could the princess be like this?"

(End of this chapter)