The wound was not shallow, but the prince was expressionless, as if it was not his blood.

On the other hand, the emperor's expression was a little strange, but it was only for a moment.

"Don't worry, Junhong, my father won't let you have anything to do."

After all, it was his own son, and the emperor couldn't help but speak.

"Father, the son is not afraid, as long as you are happy."

This faint sentence made the emperor's face a little unpleasant.

The prince's words are clearly saying that he hurt his own son for the sake of a woman, and acted entirely on his own joy and anger.

After that, neither of them spoke, and the morning sun in the inner room seemed to be closer, his eyes were red, with a look of worry, but after all, he didn't dare to say anything.

After a few moments, the Witch Doctor filled a large bowl of blood, and then immediately applied hemostatic medicine to the prince's wound.

Seeing this bowl of blood, the prince's gentle eyes couldn't help but show some mockery at this time.

Need so much of her own blood, Chaoyang, can she finish drinking?

"The grass people will prescribe some recipes for the prince to replenish his blood, and the prince will go back and order someone to fry and drink, and he will definitely recover soon."

The witch doctor said to the prince with a concerned face.

At this time, the prince was also pale because of excessive blood loss, but his body stood upright, and his bearing was still calm and noble.

"No need, Lone's heart is counting, is it still this time tomorrow?"

It's just that the crown prince didn't look at this so-called witch doctor, but asked the emperor a look.

"Yes."

The emperor looked at his pale and bloodless face, and after a moment of silence, he still said solemnly.

As long as the lost blood is well raised, it can be replenished, but if something happens to Chaoyang, it will be one corpse and two lives, and he is reluctant to Chaoyang and their children.

"The son will come to the imperial study tomorrow at this time to report to his father about the court."

The crown prince saluted the emperor respectfully, and then was about to retreat.

It's just that when he walked to the door, he was stopped by the emperor.

"You don't want to go to court these days, just say that I have other affairs to send you to do."

This weak appearance is not something that the prince can hide when he says he wants to hide it.

The crown prince couldn't help but sneer in his heart, when did his father become like this.

He didn't let himself show up in front of people, because he was afraid that others would find out that he was unusual.

Especially the Queen Mother and Gu Junheng.

If they knew what their father had done to them, they would probably have found their father in front of him and questioned him, and at the same time stopped this farce-like thing.

"Okay."

The prince sighed softly, but agreed.

No matter what, it was his father who raised him to grow up, and he once had high hopes for himself and cultivated him carefully.

This time it can be regarded as my own filial piety.

He thought ridiculously in his heart, in fact, he was just comforting himself.

The emperor nodded with satisfaction, and after the crown prince left, he looked at the Ink Rain Witch Doctor.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, the minister will go to decoction the medicine, and after seven days, the concubine and the dragon in the womb will definitely be safe and sound."

When the last four words were spoken, Mo Yu was extremely dignified.

The face that looked slightly gloomy was also a little more sincere.

"That's good, there you go."

After Mo Yu left, the emperor walked into the inner room, and then saw the morning sun with tears on his face.

"Aifei, why are you crying again?"

Seeing that no one was crying, the emperor was immediately distressed, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the beauty into the sea and comfort her carefully.

"I just saw the prince cut his blood into medicine and hurt his body, and I just felt guilty, Your Majesty, that is the prince, the future emperor of Chu, but this is the case at this time, the concubine is so uncomfortable."

Chaoyang leaned on the emperor's arms and whispered, his tone sincere and fearful.

"In the end, it's because of me, will the prince be to blame..."

Then Chaoyang asked the emperor with some hesitation.

The emperor gently stroked Chaoyang's back to comfort him.

"You can rest assured, my son I naturally know best, the prince is generous, open-minded, and the most filial, this time for me and his unborn brother, the prince will not blame anyone."

When he said these words, the emperor's eyebrows couldn't help but have some pride.

Such a good prince, well-known in the four countries, admired by the people, loved by the ministers, and also the son he personally taught, is his successor.

Chaoyang inadvertently raised his eyes and saw the emperor's expression, but his heart was cold.

Up to now, even after going through so many things, the emperor still has no intention of shaking the position of the crown prince.

Also, the prince's position is stable, he is ordered by heaven, and everyone in Dachu is respected, even if he is the emperor, it is impossible to abolish this prince.

"The crown prince really deserves to be His Majesty's bloodline, such a temperament, so good."

She knew very well in her heart that the emperor had a problem in his heart, but it was not enough for him to make other decisions.

So that's all I can say at this time.

"Yes, he deserves to be my son, even better than me, as long as he guards his duty, my country will be his sooner or later."

The emperor muttered to himself, keeping his duty, but it made Chaoyang's eyes unconsciously carry some mockery.

After almost an hour, the witch doctor walked in with a bowl of medicine.

"The medicine has been boiled, and I still ask the concubine to take it."

The emperor watched as Chaoyang took a bowl of thick potion, and after waiting for a while, he saw that her pale and tired face was a little more bloody, and she looked much more energetic.

"It's really working, and you and your child will be fine."

Holding Chaoyang's hand, the emperor said happily.

At the same time, I also made up my mind that I would not stop cutting blood for seven days.

The prince on the other side, except for his pale face, still returned to the East Palace steadily.

I just didn't go out again for a few days.

The emperor also arranged for others to do the matter of receiving the envoys of the other three countries.

Gu Junheng has been doing his own things with Lin Jinglan these days.

"Princess Shizi, Prince Yan is here again today, and he also sent a lot of things, saying that they are for the girl who shakes the light."

When Lin Jinglan checked the account book of the recent cloud sky, the subordinate walked in with a helpless face to report.

The princess intends to hand over all the affairs in the palace to Lin Jinglan to take care of, so recently, people are also used to reporting everything to her.

"Go back, you don't need to shake the light, and besides, saying that the prince is not in the house, we are all women and it is inconvenient to see guests, so send them back."

Lin Jinglan's eyes were a little bored, this person really looked like a clingy mouse.

It's particularly upsetting.

"But he's gone to the yard of the Shake Girl."