"Be careful!"

Cheng Jingyun's heart tightened when she felt that she had hit something, and she only had time to exclaim in surprise, and she stumbled and was about to fall to the ground.

"Sister Cheng, be careful!" Fortunately, Mengxi saw it in time, and hurriedly kicked at the big man who rushed in front of him, and with the help of a hand, he reached out and grabbed Cheng Jingyun's arm, and pulled it hard, and the whirlwind that Cheng Jingyun felt just now returned to normal, and she was supported by Mengxi.

But Song Zhaohua's situation over there was not as good as her side, she was hit by Cheng Jingyun, and it was dark and she couldn't see clearly, and there happened to be a step next to Song Zhaohua, and this body was caught off guard and was pushed forward, and her balance was out of balance, and she fell to the place, and it was vaguely visible that her head was hit on a hard stone.

"Madame!" All the exclamations rang out, and everyone else was a little far away from them, and at that moment, they didn't have time to prevent this unexpected accident.

Song Zhaohua's personal maid was the first to react and hurriedly ran over, her face was so frightened that she lost her face, and she held it in her arms only to find that her hands were wet, and she suddenly looked at the blood stains on Song Zhaohua's forehead, her eyes widened, and she lost her voice, "Madam is injured, quickly, call the imperial doctor!" Call the Imperial Doctor! ”

Some people listened to her words and hurriedly went to find the house doctor, while others quickly transferred Song Zhaohua, and the closest to the back door of the Jin Prince's Mansion was Xiyuan, so they were urgently sent to Xiyuan and waited for the house doctor to come over.

In an instant, the calm just now no longer existed, and the back door of Prince Jin's mansion was quite noisy.

Those big men didn't dare to move when they saw this, but they didn't dare to evacuate without Song Zhaohua's order, so they had to surround Cheng Jingyun and the two of them not far from each other, and watch the two of them vigilantly.

Almost all the people in the entire Jin Prince's Mansion were troubled by the changes here, the lights lit up the entire Jin Prince's Mansion in an instant, and now Cheng Jingyun is also quite uncomfortable, the fright just now made her also feel uncomfortable with the belly movements, how can she continue to go on the road like this, and still in the case of such a big event surrounded by a group of people, her eyes sighed silently, "Mengxi, go in." ”

Cheng Jingyun said that everything in Mengxi was obeyed, and when she heard the words, she helped Cheng Jingyun to walk into the palace of Prince Jin.

It seems that there is no way to return to Hengguo.

As soon as he stepped into the room where Song Zhaohua was temporarily staying, he heard a report outside, "The prince has arrived-"

Song Zhancheng's figure followed, and Song Zhancheng opened his eyes and looked at Song Zhaohua, who was taking his pulse under the government doctor, the moment he came in.

Their Cold War is not over yet, and after this incident, I am afraid it will intensify.

As soon as Song Zhancheng returned to the mansion, he heard that Song Zhaohua had fallen and was bleeding, and he walked quickly towards the room where Song Zhaohua was temporarily staying almost without pausing for a second.

Along the way, it can be said that his face was very bad, cold as ice, and the people on the road said that it was because Song Zhaohua went to surround the princess who wanted to escape from the house, and it was Cheng Jingyun who bumped into Song Zhaohua and indirectly caused Song Zhaohua to be injured, Song Zhancheng's face was really ugly.

The air pressure on his body was so low that as long as someone accidentally hindered him, he might be kicked open and executed, so no one touched that brow, Foshan followed him from beginning to end, and his brows have been frowning and not letting go after hearing this, how did this suddenly happen again?

I am faintly worried that something bad may happen in the future.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Zhancheng walked straight towards Song Zhaohua who was lying on the bed, and didn't give a single look to Cheng Jingyun who was standing aside, I don't know if it was because of anger or because he didn't see it, in short, Cheng Jingyun's heart was a lot colder, and he didn't look at him anymore, and both of them focused their eyes on the house doctor.

"How's it going?" Song Zhancheng was the first to ask, his voice was hoarse, after some emergency treatment before, Song Zhaohua now doesn't look as terrifying as before, when he was sent in to see the light, it can be said that the house doctor and everyone were frightened, his face was full of blood, if this was for Song Zhancheng to see, they might not know how to withstand the anger of this new prince.

The house doctor lightly placed the fingertips on Song Zhaohua's left wrist and quietly retreated a little, and then lowered his head to Song Zhancheng and replied: "There is an inch on the forehead of this fall, because of the local acupuncture points, the blood may flow too much, and in other places, there are different degrees of abrasions on the hands and feet, but they are all minor injuries, and they can be cultivated for a few days." ”

The palace doctor paused before raising his eyes to look at Song Zhancheng and continued, "And the most serious thing is the body of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess's body was originally pulled down by the root of the disease when she was young, so it is a little weaker than ordinary people, this fall, almost life-threatening, it is best to cultivate for a few months and then wait for careful observation......"

Song Zhancheng looked at the house doctor with a cold face, and the words behind the house doctor gradually choked in his throat, but he still stubbornly continued, "During this period, you must not be angry or sad, and you must be happy appropriately, so as to avoid too many emotional fluctuations, and there are ...... in between."

"The latter will be said to him, word for word." Song Zhancheng gestured expressionlessly to the old housekeeper who also came behind him, the old housekeeper nodded and quickly pulled the house doctor aside to ask for precautions and medicine, not daring to stay under Song Zhancheng's nose for too long, that kind of real gaze He can't stand it when he's old, which is enough to know how angry Song Zhancheng is.

Song Zhancheng looked at Song Zhaohua, who was still unconscious and lying on the bed, his lips pursed tightly and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but Foshan just felt that the prince was brewing something, and there was a feeling of wind and rain coming, and the feeling of uneasiness became more and more intense.

Cheng Jingyun on the side naturally heard the words of the house doctor, she was a step late, so she couldn't enter to see how badly Song Zhaohua was injured, but she did believe the house doctor's words, one of which is that Song Zhaohua is not in good health, and the situation just now does seem to be quite serious. The second is that the doctor didn't dare to lie in front of Song Zhancheng, Cheng Jingyun still admitted this, Song Zhancheng was much more majestic than her.

Looking at the back with her back to her, I didn't know that Cheng Jingyun wanted to cry a little, Fang Cai's fetal movement made her almost unstable, and with the support of Mengxi, she was able to hold on until now, and after seeing Song Zhancheng, the grievances that had been suppressed in her heart broke out together.

She didn't want to worry about any more face, she just wanted him to hug her now and tell her not to worry.

The footsteps took a step forward, and before he could speak, the person in front of him turned around, and suddenly faced a pair of extremely cold black eyes, which made Cheng Jingyun's heart fall into the abyss.

Foshan looked at this and hurriedly let those people who were still here retreat, and let them close the door tightly, I have to say that Foshan was very prescient.

"Song ......"

"Cheng Jingyun, what do you want to do!"

Song Zhancheng's tone was cold and he roared, and there was no previous guilt in his eyes, but anger and coldness, incomprehension and disappointment.

Cheng Jingyun suddenly wanted to smile when she met such a pair of eyes, with a self-deprecating smile, but she didn't expect that what she felt before would be seen in his eyes again.

And he also gave her back this sentence.