I'm in trouble again! My best friend, the princess in the group, please save me!

The imperial doctors did not dare to delay and immediately surrounded the emperor.

Jiang Xingkuo frowned, picked up one of them by the collar and threw him in front of the bed. "Show her too!"

The prince sat at the table, silent.

The atmosphere was extremely weird.

Eunuch Li was also standing in the corner, not daring to speak.

"Miss...she...she...Empress Shufei has lost too much blood and has died!" The imperial physician knelt down and said in fear and trepidation.

Jiang Xingkuo sighed. Suddenly he remembered the baby boy and asked hurriedly, "What about this child? He has been sleeping soundly and never woke up. He didn't even make a sound despite the loud noise."

The imperial physician took the baby in his arms, felt his pulse, and said with an embarrassed look: "This... this baby seems to have taken some knockout drugs, so he is sleeping very soundly. There is nothing else wrong. I just need to give him a few injections to wake him up, and then feed him and he will be fine."

"Oh, oh. Then hurry up! Please!" Jiang Xingkuo turned around and shouted to Eunuch Li, "Eunuch Li, can you call two wet nurses over? These two children need to be fed."

Eunuch Li was eager to leave this messy scene, so he quickly agreed and went to call for help.

After the injections, the two babies started crying together. Jiang Xingkuo was so overwhelmed that he quickly asked the wet nurse who came to take the two babies away.

Several imperial doctors discussed how to pull out the knife from the emperor's back. One of them gritted his teeth and pulled it out, and the blood splattered all over his face.

Other imperial doctors quickly took gauze and medicine to seal the wounds.

After the emperor's injuries were treated, he still did not wake up.

The prince had a gloomy face and no one knew what he was thinking.

He didn't move, as if he was immersed in great sorrow.

Jiang Xingkuo shook his head. Alas, what a sin...

Forget it, let me take care of it. They both looked stupid.

Thinking of this, she quickly called someone to deal with Yan Buwan's funeral.

Eunuch Li was also very strange. He was very dedicated and did everything she asked him to do.

When everyone dispersed, the emperor was moved back to the Qianqing Palace, leaving only the two of them.

"Thank you," he said weakly.

"Thank you for what? If you really want to thank me, why not give me some more silver..."

Before she could finish her words, she was embraced in a broad embrace.

The prince's hands were wrapped around her back, his chin resting just above her head.

It’s so heavy… She rubbed it uncomfortably.

"do not move."

She froze instantly.

The prince closed his eyes and held her tightly, and his surging heart gradually calmed down.

He finally let her go and smiled warmly. "I'm sorry, I'm feeling better now. Thank you."

Jiang Xingkuo touched his nose unnaturally and looked away guiltily.

"By the way, why did you come here suddenly?"

Jiang Xingkuo scratched his head and recalled: "I was slacking off in the backyard, and suddenly I heard that someone was killing people in the front yard. All the palace maids in the front yard were killed. Everyone ran away."

"Then why didn't you run?"

"...I...I ran in the wrong direction...I was in a panic and didn't know where to go." Jiang Xingkuo said embarrassedly.

Everyone fled in all directions, and she was not familiar with the other palace maids, so she ran in the wrong direction.

The guards in the yard were waving their sticks, and the white buttocks of the people sitting in rows on the stools gradually turned into blood-red pieces of flesh.

She only took a glance and was so frightened that she could only walk along the doors of the rooms. When she saw an open door, she rushed in and closed the door, but she just happened to bump into the mad emperor.

"Wait," the prince suddenly became serious.

"What's wrong..." Jiang Xingkuo shrank his shoulders.

"Fishing? Are you fishing? Did you catch any fish?"

"..." Jiang Xingkuo pursed his lips, wanting to say something but stopping himself. "Don't worry about it, just think about what to do next!"

"Hmm." Thinking of this, the prince's eyes dimmed. "My father is old, and the knife stabbed him too deep. Although he won't die for the time being, he won't wake up again. Now he can only rely on a sip of ginseng soup to stay alive. All state affairs can only be handled by me."

This is... a power grab... No, it doesn't count.

But I don’t know where Yan Buwan, a woman who had just given birth, got so much strength to stab the knife in.

Jiang Xingkuo suddenly gave him a strange look. "Do you hate him so much?"

"Do you... think I'm cruel?" There was a hint of insecurity in the prince's eyes.

"No. People who do great things don't care about trivial matters. What's more, there are some things that only you are qualified to judge." Jiang Xingkuo patted his back comfortingly.

The prince suddenly understood and the hesitation in his eyes disappeared.

Uh... there's no need to take her words so seriously... She could only wipe her sweat secretly.

"Oh, right." The prince clapped his hands as if he remembered something, "Where's Huanyan? Songyan was injured and is now recuperating in the East Palace."

"She...she should be fine..."

She remembered that she had given the stolen anesthetic to Huan Yan. That dosage was probably enough for Hai Yan Qing to sleep for a day or two.

"Where is she?" The prince couldn't help but feel worried.

"She... is very safe. Don't worry. I will go find her now. You can handle the government affairs first." Jiang Xingkuo looked at the anxious eunuch Li outside, and the court ministers who hurried past the door from time to time to discuss matters in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The prince nodded.

Jiang Xingkuo rushed out immediately.

"Your Highness," Wu Ye suddenly appeared, "The princess is with the second son of the Hai family."

"Hmm? Hai Yanqing?" The prince's expression became serious.

"Yes. And... the second young master seems to be sleeping." On his way from the East Palace, Wu Ye caught a glimpse of An Huanyan and Hai Yanqing under the hill.

"What! Sleeping?! What kind of sleep?! How disgraceful?! The man is not married and the woman is not married!" The prince clenched his fists, and the veins on his hands bulged.

"Your Majesty, it's... that person who is sleeping. Just on the small hill..." Wu Ye explained quickly.

"What?! Still outside?! How shameless! This is beneath the dignity of the royal family!" The prince suddenly stood up and tried to rush over. "Where are they?! Tell me! I will strangle him to death!"

"Your Highness!" Wu Ye hurriedly stopped him, "It's not what Your Highness thinks! It seems that the Second Young Master was beaten by the princess, and his nose and face are swollen."

"That's good...what!" The prince was shocked. How could a frail and sickly girl like An Huanyan beat Hai Yanqing, a martial artist?

"I saw it with my own eyes. The Second Young Master seemed to be seriously injured, with gauze wrapped around his head..." Wu Ye looked at the startled prince in silence.

"Okay. Got it. Let her go." The prince waved his sleeves with relief and walked towards the Qianqing Palace.

Forget it, let her be.

Anyway...it sounds...pretty cool.

The prince thought.

Meanwhile, An Huanyan was looking at Hai Yanqing, whose head had been wrapped like a dumpling, and fell into a state of crazy anxiety.