"Okay." Feng Yuanchen said briskly.

Sheng Zhiyao hummed.

"I'm tired." She stood up and said, "It's time to rest."

Feng Yuanchen immediately stood up, looking concerned and nervous.

"Does it matter if you want it?" He asked busily.

This sentence was too abrupt, and Sheng Zhiyao was stunned.

"What is wrong with me?" She asked rhetorically.

She really didn't feel uncomfortable, Feng Yuanchen blinked.

"It's okay, it's okay." He sneered, "You have a good rest, I will accompany you to be grounded in the mansion for the past few days."

"No need, Grandpa Huang has already lifted my ground." Sheng Zhiyao said lightly, turned around and walked out of the house.

This time, Feng Yuanchen didn't stop it again.

Watching her walk out and disappear from sight, Feng Yuanchen frowned and sat back in his chair.

"It's weird." He muttered.

"What's strange about the master?" After Bu Xing saw Sheng Zhiyao leaving, he walked in, lowered his head and poured water into the teacup, and asked casually when he heard Feng Yuanchen's words.

"No, I don't." Feng Yuanchen shook his head and said, sighing again, "Maybe I'm thinking too much, why aren't you angry when you say Zhiyao?"

Bu Xing glanced up at him and placed the brewed tea on the table.

"I guess the county lord hasn't realized what's going on." He said, "The county lord is still young, and he is ignorant of many things, but he will understand it when he grows up."

Feng Yuanchen nodded, reached out and took a sip of tea.

"So what am I going to do now?" He asked suddenly, expectantly.

"This subordinate really doesn't know, the subordinate is only responsible for protecting the prince, and the others have nothing to do with the subordinates." Bu Xing said dryly.

Feng Yuanchen sighed.

"Why are you so stupid, of course you have to help the master share his worries at this time!" He said, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, and stood up, "I'm going to the study."

Bu Xing looked at Feng Yuanchen's back and pouted.

"Master, don't forget, we haven't married, how can this be." He muttered.

The night is getting deeper, and the capital is shrouded in a rich night, and the lights are bright.

Steward Li hurried to Sheng Zhiyao's courtyard with the housekeeper of Wuwang's Mansion, knocked on the door and shouted for a long time before there was a sound of footsteps and an answer in the house.

The door creaked open, and Sheng Zhiyao stood there unkempt.

"The minion has seen the county lord and is offended by visiting late at night." The butler of the Wuwang Mansion hurriedly saluted and said respectfully.

Sheng Zhiyao sighed.

"Come in." She said.

"The slave won't come in, the county master's life is closed, and I hope that the county master will go to the Wuwang Mansion with the slave." Steward Li said bluntly.

Sheng Zhiyao instantly sobered up when she heard the word human life: "What happened?"

"The princess suddenly bleed in the afternoon, and now all the imperial doctors and Lang Zhong have seen it, and no one can say the specific reason, so I can only ask you to take a look now."

Sudden bleeding in the afternoon... Sheng Zhiyao's face changed for a moment.

"Uncle Li took the medicine box, and then asked Mei'er to go with me." She said.

"Yes, the county lord, please change your clothes and freshen up first, and the old slave will bring it later." The butler hurriedly responded.

Sheng Zhiyao nodded, turned around and closed the door and went back to the room, changed into a set of clothes and left in a hurry.

The carriage had already been prepared, and Steward Li personally drove Sheng Zhiyao to Wuwang's Mansion, and met patrolling soldiers on the way, Steward Li flashed his token and drove through the street unimpeded, and stopped in front of Wuwang's Mansion.

"I'm tired of Uncle Li." Sheng Zhiyao said, jumped out of the carriage and stepped in.

The housekeeper of the Wuwang Mansion behind him walked forward quickly and rushed to the courtyard of Princess Wu with Sheng Zhiyao.

"The princess is bleeding inexplicably this time." The housekeeper said as he walked, "The imperial doctors and the imperial doctors in the palace have not been able to diagnose the cause, and the imperial doctors say that the princess and the child are estimated to be unable to be saved."

Sheng Zhiyao's heart swelled uncomfortably when she heard this, but her face was still calm as usual, she just quickened her pace and walked into the room, feeling hot

The waves are coming.

The room was already full of people, King Wu and several imperial doctors were gathered in front of the bed, and the princess had a haggard face, her eyes were red and swollen, and her expression was anxious.

Jiang Shaolan saw Sheng Zhiyao coming and pointed at her excitedly, "Why did you let her come? Are you trying to get her to kill my child?"

The prince was silent and did not speak, and several imperial doctors also had different expressions.

"Princess, what are you talking about, it seems that I have to come, it's not that the housekeeper of your Wuwang Mansion said that human life is a matter of heaven, do you think I am willing to come?" Sheng Zhiyao said coldly, looking at Princess Wu, who was pale and weak, "Come to me at this time, don't you want to keep this child?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was in an uproar.

"You!"

"Okay, the prince will go out with the idle people, and I will check the princess's body." Sheng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows and shouted.

"You dare." The princess shouted sharply, grabbed the tea cup beside her and smashed it.

Sheng Zhiyao flashed the tea cup, grabbed the princess's arm with one hand, and pressed her stomach with the other.

"Let go of me, let go of me." The princess struggled desperately and cried, "If you want to kill my child, I will never spare you..."

Such a crazy state makes the house a mess.

"That's enough." King Wu shouted, looking at Sheng Zhiyao, "You cure the disease first, and I'll let them out."

In an instant, only Jiang Shaolan and Sheng Zhiyao's master and servant were left in the room, and Sheng Zhiyao let go of his hand.

She looked at the princess, who was lying on the bed with a pained expression.

"Since the prince asked me to give it a try, then I'll give it a try, but I'll talk about the front first, if I can't save the child in your belly, your Martial Palace's best don't blame me." She said coldly, "After all, everyone makes mistakes."

"Sheng Zhiyao, you are talking nonsense, what do you mean that everyone has a time when they make mistakes?" The princess shouted, as if she was about to get up and rush up and strangle her, "If you can't save it, I'll die, and I won't let you go."

Sheng Zhiyao threw her sleeves away from her, walked to the side of the bed and stared down at the princess's stomach, and retracted her gaze for a moment to look at the princess: "You'd better keep your life!"

Ignoring the princess's swearing, he reached for her abdomen.

"I advise you, don't move now." She said lightly, "Otherwise, if you hurt the fetus, you will regret it."

After that, her hand covered the princess's belly, gently and slowly, and the princess let out a cry of pain.

"Are you trying to murder me?" She shouted, "I'll tell you..."

"Mei'er knocked her unconscious, and I couldn't do a check-up." Sheng Zhiyao said.

Mei Xiang stepped forward and pressed the princess, slashed her palm on her neck, and the princess fainted on the bed with a muffled snort.

"You're too rude, isn't that a narcotic dissipation?" Sheng Zhiyao glared at her and said.

Mei Xiang smiled: "It's faster this way."

Sheng Zhiyao rolled her eyes and ignored her, and lowered her head again to check the princess intently.

Mei'er stepped back and stood aside and looked at the unconscious princess on the bed.