"Lord Wang, trouble, send, send me back." Xiao Ling could only close her eyes to bear this wave of pain, just now it was like a knife twisting, and now it feels like a knife cutting her own flesh, and the pain makes her faint at any time.

"Lord Wang, let your subordinates come down." Feng Xuan didn't know when he stood behind Jun Yichen.

Jun Yichen ordered without looking back: "Go to the palace and invite the best senior grandmother and imperial doctor to come to the palace, and those who violate the order will be killed!" ”

"Subordinates receive orders." Feng Xuan still looked cold, but a hint of surprise flashed in his handsome eyes, the prince is like this, this is a precursor to anger.

What's wrong with this flute girl? can make the prince's cold and insipid heart become so eager.

"Miss Xiao, bear with me, this king will send you back to Liuliyuan now." He looked down at Xiao Ling tenderly.

Then he was about to pick her up, but suddenly, his left hand touched the sticky liquid under Xiao Ling's dress, and when he looked down, there was a large red bloodstain, and Xiao Ling's skirt had been dyed blood-red, which was shocking.

Jun Yichen's heart twitched even more, and when he looked at Xiao Ling again, he was already in a semi-comatose state, and the temperature of his body was getting colder and colder, which made him anxious for a moment.

"Feng Ran." The voice was as cold as frost.

The secret wind quietly appeared on the side behind Jun Yichen, "Lord Wang." ”

"Take your cloak off."

Feng Ran didn't think about anything else, and immediately took off the black cloak and handed it to Jun Yichen.

Jun Yichen took the cloak, wrapped Xiao Ling's small body tightly, looked sideways, and commanded in a cold voice: "Inform the secret guards and guards in front of you, where this king passes, everyone turns their backs, whoever dares to take a look, then his eyes don't have to be left!" Then he continued, "Give you half a cup of tea time." ”

Feng Ran was slightly stunned, but he didn't dare to ask more, and bowed his head respectfully, "The subordinates will order immediately." ”

A whirlwind blew, and the wind was already hidden in the shadows and flew away.

"Miss Xiao, how are you feeling?" Jun Yichen picked up Xiao Ling, and didn't care about the blood stains on her body and the strong smell of blood.

"It hurts, it hurts..." Xiao Ling's whole person looked like a gossamer.

After walking for half a cup of tea, Jun Yichen carried her and swept away quickly, but the wind around her did not blow her at all, and it was so stable that she felt like she was lying on the bed, without half a bit of ups and downs and bumps.

Xiao Ling only felt his body moving forward rapidly, but his eyes no longer had the strength to open, and he could only smell the faint scent of orchids on his body and the temperature coming from his body.

In just half an hour, she was lying on the soft bed, and the voice of Lei Xin and her ears came from her ears.

Lei Xin: "Lord Wang, the slave maid will change the clothes of the spirit girl first." ”

Jun Yichen: "Yes." ”

Lei Xiang: "Lord Wang, Feng Xuan has invited the Imperial Doctor and Mama here. ”

Jun Yichen: "Yes." ”

Then there was the sound of the door closing.

Xiao Ling's head was groggy, his body was weak, and his whole body was as soft as if he had no bones, only knowing that Lei Xin and the others changed their clothes, wiped their bodies, and fed themselves a sweet soup to drink.

After a while, I didn't feel so painful, but the knife-like pain still existed, lying on my side on the bed, motionless, quietly enduring the painful torture.

"Lord Wang, you can let the imperial doctor in." Lei Xiang's voice rang out from the room.

"Squeak!" The door was gently pushed open.

Jun Yichen stepped in, walked quickly to the bed, and saw that Xiao Ling was still pale, his eyes were closed, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a touch of distress in his phoenix eyes.

"Imperial Physician Chen." The sound is as cold as the snow in winter.

Immediately, an old man with gray hair who was about sixty years old entered the room from outside the door in a panic, and when he walked to a distance outside the bed, he respectfully knelt down and saluted Jun Yichen: "Your Excellency Chen Yuan, meet His Royal Highness King Chen." ”

There was a slight tremor in his respectful voice, obviously afraid of the unsmiling young man in white.

"Give her a pulse." Jun Yichen didn't look at Imperial Doctor Chen, his eyes stayed on Xiao Ling's face all the time.

"Yes." Imperial Physician Chen hurriedly got up, quickly walked to the side of the bed, and sat on the stool on the side, his slightly cloudy eyes did not dare to look in the direction of Jun Yichen from beginning to end.

Lei Xin sat on the edge of the bed, slowly pulled Xiao Ling's jade-white hand out of the quilt, and attached a white brocade handkerchief before nodding to Imperial Physician Chen to signal that he could take the pulse.

Imperial Physician Chen trembled and put his wrinkled hand on Xiao Ling's pulse, forcibly calming the thin trumpet pulse.

If His Royal Highness King Chen can personally send someone to 'invite' them over, it means that this woman is not small, and he must not be careless, otherwise he will make King Chen unhappy, and he will have to leave the palace sideways today.