Wen Jing had woken up briefly two days after the incident, but the high fever did not go away, and he fell asleep in a daze.

Lan Qian took the little girls to reduce Wen Jing's fever according to the method given by the imperial doctor, until late at night, Wen Jing finally got rid of her fever.

"Lan Qian." She hadn't reacted yet, her eyes weren't used to the candlelight in the room, and she only vaguely saw the figure with her back to her changing her handkerchief like Lan Qian.

Lan Qian immediately turned around and rushed to the bed in a few steps in surprise. Seeing that her mother really woke up, her eyes turned red all of a sudden: "Niangniang. Mother, you finally woke up, scared to death, scared to death slave. ”

Wen Jing looked at his right arm that was hanging from his chest, and his memory returned. When I raised my eyes, I saw that Lan Qian's tears had fallen, her voice was dry, and she spoke slowly: "What are you crying about, I'm not good."

Lan Qian hurriedly brought hot tea and carefully fed Wen Jing to drink.

Wen Jing woke up, Lan Qian's heart was finally relieved, and she talked about the situation in the past few days, looking like she had palpitations: "On the day Niangniang comes back, the slave's heart will jump out of her body." His Royal Highness and Niangniang were covered in blood, and the slave's hands were shaking all the time, and it was the medical sister of the Tai Hospital who bandaged you. ”

Wen Jing leaned lightly on the bed, except for her right arm, she didn't suffer any injuries, but she was overfrightened at that time, and her physical strength was overdrawn again. She accidentally tugged on her right shoulder during her movements, and she frowned in pain.

Lan Qian went to put the teacup, looked back and saw Wen Jing's expression, and reached out to help her in a panic: "Back in the house, Sister Lan Qian will definitely scold the slave for not taking good care of her mother." ”

Wen Jing was a little amused by Lan Qian's appearance, paused, remembered Jiang Xufeng, and asked, "How is Your Highness?" ”

Lan Qian's smile was gone, and her expression was a little wilted: "Your Highness's right shoulder was injured, and she had a high fever last night, and she hasn't woken up today." ”

Wen Jing frowned, her mind was confused at that time, and she didn't remember how Jiang Xufeng was injured.

In the early morning of the next day, the old lady doctor checked Wen Jing's pulse again, and said that after all, Wen Jing had been injured for a hundred days, and Wen Jing was no longer in serious trouble, but he still needed to recuperate.

Wen Jing was allowed to move freely, so he came to see Jiang Xufeng, Jiang Xufeng's appearance is usually called a jade tree in the wind, but now he is lying on the bed with a pale face, which adds a bit of morbid beauty to him.

Wen Jing didn't have the heart to appreciate the man's appearance, she was a little silent, and put her left hand on Jiang Xufeng's heart: "Your Highness, wake up quickly." ”

As Jiang Xufeng was in a coma for longer, the more gloomy Hanyuan Hall became. The queen, the Song family, the prince's mansion, and the officials who stood on Jiang Xufeng's side all depended on Jiang Xufeng to live, if Jiang Xufeng really had an accident, the consequences would be unimaginable.

It was drizzling outside today, Wen Jing couldn't do anything with his right hand, just read some books to pass the time, holding the book in his hand, but his thoughts had already drifted out. This assassination came too suddenly, and those assassins were ruthless and had a clear purpose, that is, they came at Jiang Xufeng.

'Princess, you'll regret it. 'Wen Jing rubbed his fingers on the pages of the book, could it be King Ning?

"Mother, mother!" The second-class maidservant Bi Luo was like a wind under her feet, and she took a few steps into the house, her face full of excitement, "Niangniang, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has woken up!" ”

When Wen Jing entered the house, Jiang Xufeng had just withdrawn the hand of the imperial physician to check the pulse. The moment Wen Jing and Jiang Xufeng met their eyes, her nose was sour, and she ignored her right arm, which she was still raising, and stepped forward to hold Jiang Xufeng's hand: "Your Highness."

As soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse, and before she could continue to speak, tears fell first. Wen Jing didn't cry when he was assassinated, and he didn't cry when he woke up, but now the fear in his heart and the rest of his life after the catastrophe suddenly came up, and the tears really couldn't stop falling.

Zhu Zhan drove everyone out with a very good look, and he and Lan Qian stood at the door.

Jiang Xufeng has never seen the crown princess cry, and he has the impression that Wen Jing is smart, suitable, elegant and beautiful, and has not yet been so out of shape.

Jiang Xufeng was clumsy for a while, and he didn't know how to comfort him. I had to stroke Wen Jing's back one by one: "It's over, Lone and the princess will be fine."

Wen Jing's emotions couldn't be stabilized, he couldn't hear Jiang Xufeng's words at all, and he couldn't hold back his choked last voice.

Jiang Xufeng was really panicked, and hurriedly raised Wen Jing's face, slowly wiped the tears on Wen Jing's face, and his voice was a little low: "I'm sorry, it's Gu who scared the princess." ”

Wen Jing raised his eyes to Jiang Xufeng's still bloodless face, blinked, and took a few breaths gently. After a while, Wen Jing pressed the corner of his eyes with a handkerchief, and his tone was still a little crying, but he finally held back his tears: "The concubine is a little scared." ”

Jiang Xufeng breathed a sigh of relief, held Wen Jing's hand, remembered the scene at that time, and had a little smile on his face: "If it weren't for the princess's crossbow arrows, I'm afraid that I would have died in Huangquan long ago, and I don't know how to thank the princess?" ”

What is the limit of a person who will do something beyond common sense, Wen Jing shook her head, in that case, saving Jiang Xufeng is to save herself, she didn't expect it: "The concubine and His Royal Highness are husband and wife, why do you need to say thank you?" ”

Jiang Xufeng's smile became a little thicker, and then he choked again. Jiang Xufeng was newly recovering from his injury, and he couldn't support it for a while, and after gossiping with Wen Jing for a while, he was in good spirits.

Wen Jing helped him lie down: "Your Highness, rest well, and the concubine will come back at dinner." ”

After Jiang Xufeng bowed his head, Wen Jing called Zhu Zhan to come in and serve. Seeing Wen Jing's figure out of the house, Zhu Zhan's tone was a little anxious: "Your Highness, how are your injuries?" ”

Jiang Xufeng's expression was not as natural as just now, and he was a little more annoyed: "It's okay, it's just an accident." ”

In fact, the last arrow seemed to be coming towards Jiang Xufeng's façade, which was very dangerous, but Jiang Xufeng had already prepared in his heart, and the arrow should have grazed Jiang Xufeng's ear. However, people are not as good as heaven, Jiang Xufeng didn't think that Wen Jing couldn't hold on for a long time, and accidentally let the arrow shoot through his right shoulder.

He has also been clothed and fed since he was a child, and he has never been so seriously injured, so he has been in a coma for three days.

"How's it going out there?"

As His Highness expected, it was a mess. His Royal Highness was seriously injured, and Lord Song had already come to the palace. Zhu Zhan told everything about what happened recently.

Jiang Xufeng pondered for a while, his fingers habitually tapped, but he didn't think that this unexpected injury would push the situation up: "Since the three adults will check again, let them check it." You don't have to tell your uncle to pull him in. You see, send some clues out, don't send them too quickly, save them from suspicion. ”

"Hey, rest assured, Your Highness, the minions all remember." Zhu Zhan glanced at Jiang Xufeng sadly again, "Your Highness, don't do this next time." This time, it was not only the slaves who were scared, the crown princess had a high fever for two days, and the queen also fainted in the palace. ”

Only Jiang Xufeng and Zhu Zhan knew about the assassination, and the dozen or so dead soldiers were also found by Zhu Zhan, and they didn't know who their employer was at all, so that the scene could look seamless.

Jiang Xufeng glared at Zhu Zhan, really annoyed and angry: "Get out." ”

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Author os: Little ginger got off, on a double meaning.

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