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A bolt of lightning splits the clouds like a sharp sword that will divide the heavens and the earth in two.

The rain is indeed not too heavy, ticking, not like it is raining, but like it is fogging, and the scenery in front of you is blocked in the dense rain like a bead net, vague and unreal.

In the Imperial Palace, the Prince's Sleeping Palace, a row of imperial doctors trembled and knelt on the ground, waiting for the coming of the storm in the Southern Underworld.

"Can't go back?"

Cold eyes provoked, looking directly at the group of imperial doctors kneeling in front of him, Nan Mingtian's tone was gloomy.

"Return, return to the emperor, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is injured in the throat, the medicine cannot be swallowed, and, and the best healing time has passed, I am afraid that His Royal Highness will ...... in the future"

The old man, who was a little older for a year, was prostrate on the ground, stammering, and cold sweat was already covering his cheeks and dripping to the ground.

"What are you afraid of? Let's be honest. ”

Nanming Tianhu's eyes narrowed slightly, his tone was surprisingly calm, and the old man wiped the cold sweat from the corners of his forehead slightly, this is afraid that it is the tranquility before the storm, and the companion is like a tiger, it seems that this time the old life is difficult to protect.

"Back to the emperor, I'm afraid it's ...... I can't say ...... again."

The old man's eyes narrowed, he gritted his teeth, and the trembling in his voice was self-evident, and the fear in his heart couldn't help but say.

Silence, a dead silence. In the middle of the night, Nan Mingtian's slightly hoarse voice sounded again:

"How's Xinya's injury?"

The old man resigned himself to his original posture, swallowed his saliva and said:

"The tenth princess has suffered a very serious internal injury and needs to be rehabilitated and treated, but now the tenth princess's injury is in significant pain, her skin is red and purple, and even her blood overflows and symptoms such as fever and chills appear.

As soon as the old imperial doctor's words fell, there was a loud noise, which made everyone kneeling again and again begging for mercy-

"Your Majesty, please spare your life......

"The Emperor forgives ...... sins"

Chang Youxin's father-in-law, who was standing quietly on the side, was so frightened by this loud noise that his hands trembled, and the net whip in his hand also fell to the ground, and he quickly knelt down and said sharply:

"Emperor, please calm your anger, take care of the dragon body, now, you need to find a person with extremely high internal strength to save the princess first......"

Nan Mingtian suddenly got up and roared angrily: "Commander of the Praetorian Guard, Tie Huai." ”

Chang Youxin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly took the order to publicize, his eyes brushed over the discarded tables and chairs, suddenly transferred to the ground, and retreated.

Even if he has been with the king for decades, every time the emperor is angry, he still has palpitations.

"As for you, Tan Da, as the envoy of the Imperial Hospital, you can't even heal the emperor's minor injuries, what's the use of keeping you? Come on, drag it out and cut it down. ”

Nan Mingtian waved his big hand, ignoring the old man's kowtow and begging for mercy, the two forbidden soldiers stepped forward neatly, grabbed the old man on the ground, and dragged him out.

It seemed that Tan Da's cry for mercy could be heard in the distance, and it reached the eardrums of the remaining imperial doctors, like a life-urging talisman, and the Tao was terrifying.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor spares ...... life"

"Ask the emperor to spare ......"

"You go down, and each of you goes to the Criminal Department to get the ten boards." Nan Mingtian paced to the bed, looking down at Nan Haochen on the bed, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Thank you for the emperor's grace not to kill, and you will retire."

The imperial doctor got up and quit Bingquan Xuan after being frightened.

Nan Haochen is infinitely unwilling on his face, will he really be a dumb person in the future? Wouldn't it be like he would never be the emperor again! This breath is really impossible to swallow, hate, he hates.

I also hurt my throat, is it ...... Is it Su Peiyun's doing? Nan Haochen's eyes flashed fiercely.

"Uh-huh......"

With a soft sound and a frown, Nan Haochen struggled to sit up.

"Emperor, do you have anything to say?"

Yan Yuxiang, who was sobbing on the side, hurriedly helped Nan Haochen up, handed over pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and motioned for him to write on the paper.

Taking the paper that Nan Haochen wrote down with a pen, Yan Yuxiang's eyes widened and she shook her head, her eyes full of disbelief.

"Did you see it with your own eyes?"

Nan Mingtian was also shocked in his heart, how could it be Su Peiyun's girl, not to mention Nan Haochen's skills, just because the palace was strict, and her little girl was still in the cell, how could she hurt the prince?

Seeing that Nan Mingtian didn't believe it, Nan Haochen continued to write down: Buy murder.