Sister, you traveled through time too?

Xiaoyu had mixed feelings in her heart. As she listened to Jiang Hao's chattering, her eyes inexplicably began to become moist.

The court doctor and Qiu Zhe arrived late, so she quickly asked someone to treat Jiang Hao.

The little fish had no idea what was going on.

Jiang Hao is the young master of Ningyang Marquis's Mansion. Who would dare to hurt him to this extent?

She waved her hand and sent out all the secret guards to investigate, making sure to get to the bottom of everything that happened today.

"I want to know everything within an hour."

She looked solemn and very anxious at the door.

Why didn't he go home after being injured so badly, but came to find her instead?

Xiaoyu thought to herself and had a guess in her heart that it was probably her family that hurt Jiang Hao so deeply.

"Your Highness, the young master has lost too much blood and his will to survive is too weak. I'm afraid..."

The court doctor rushed out with a grim look on his face.

Xiaoyu's heart trembled and tears began to well up in her eyes.

"Hurry! Chun Ke, get that thousand-year-old blood ginseng to keep him alive!" Xiao Yu shouted, and quickly pushed open the door and went in.

Chun Ke didn't waste any time and used his lightness skills to fly to get the blood ginseng.

When Xiaoyu pushed the door open, she saw Jiang Hao, who was dying. Qiuzhe was also standing by the bed, anxiously trying to stop the bleeding.

The smell of blood and medicine filled the entire room. Looking at the basins of bloody towels, Xiaoyu couldn't imagine how painful it was.

Jiang Hao lying on the bed felt really sleepy. He saw Xiaoyu's face in a daze and struggled to open his eyes.

“Your Highness…”

His voice was too weak, and Xiaoyu was extremely anxious and worried when she heard it.

"Jiang Hao, stay alive!"

Xiaoyu squatted in front of the bed and said with sadness.

It would be really hard for Xiaoyu to accept the fact that he had to watch a life die right in front of him.

He is only eighteen, still very young.

He is the same age as his brother before he traveled through time, and he still has endless possibilities.

"Your Highness, am I going to die? It doesn't matter if I can't be saved." Jiang Hao smiled bitterly, his voice was so weak.

Xiaoyu's eyes were red, and she slammed the table with a look of determination and anger.

"Shut up! Jiang Hao, I've used up all my thousand-year-old blood ginseng. If you dare to die, I won't let you go."

Xiaoyu said this, feeling worried in her heart that Jiang Hao's will to survive was really too weak.

What could make him want to live?

Xiaoyu was anxious and his mind was racing.

Jiang Hao looked at Xiaoyu, this woman who was sometimes majestic and sometimes warm, and he felt a little surprised.

They just met by chance, is he worthy of her devotion?

Jiang Hao felt that his life was not worth it.

He is neither good at literature nor martial arts, a useless playboy who can never compare to his brother.

His mind was like a kaleidoscope of thoughts, as he thought of his mother and his old brother.

He thought of the joy of his childhood.

Thinking back to everything that happened afterwards, he felt that he was really useless.

He looked at the anxious prince in front of him and said helplessly,

"Your Highness, why don't you also...give up on me."

Just like them abandon me.

Xiaoyu slapped Jiang Hao fiercely. She was so angry that her eyes turned red and she cursed:

"Listen to me, stay alive."

"Jiang Hao, I will never give up on you."

"I don't care what happened, no matter what happened, I just want you to hold on."

She softened and said, "It must hurt, bear with it."

"Jiang Hao, don't give up. I haven't given up on you."

The tears in Xiaoyu's eyes stubbornly refused to fall, her eyes were so firm and powerful.

Jiang Hao was awakened by the slap. She looked at Xiaoyu, gritted her teeth and began to persevere.

For the first time, someone didn't give up on him.

But he was in so much pain, he felt like all his flesh was being torn apart, and he felt like he was about to die.

He was suddenly very scared, afraid that he would really die.

Fortunately, someone didn't give up on him.

Then he can't let people down.

My father, my brother, and many others, they all gave up on themselves time and time again.

He had nothing, and even if he really died, I'm afraid his father and brother would not be sad for him.

Who will shed tears for him?

I'm afraid it's only the woman in front of me.

My brother will be very happy now, no one will compete for his title anymore.

But he couldn't let his brother get his wish. He wanted to live and couldn't die.

He couldn't let His Highness down.

Xiaoyu watched Jiang Hao's resolve begin to strengthen and finally smiled.

The blood ginseng medicinal soup was also served, and Qiu Zhe quickly fed it to Jiang Hao.

Xiaoyu waited outside the door for a long time before Qiuzhe and several palace doctors came out with smiles on their faces.

There is no danger to his life, he just fell into a coma.

Just rest for half a month and you'll be fine.

Xiaoyu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. She patted Qiuzhe on the shoulder and kept saying thank you for his hard work.

There were beads of sweat on Qiuzhe's face. He wiped his forehead and said with a smile: "It's not hard. It's good enough that we can save the people."

He smiled gently, and this smile also made the sad-looking Xiaoyu smile in relief.

"Thanks to you, Azhe, you always work hard." Xiaoyu's eyes were warm, and she felt that she owed Azhe a lot.

She waved her hand and asked all the doctors in the palace to go and receive their rewards.

Qiuzhe was given three precious medical books alone, which were taken from her brother.

He also asked people to carry five pieces of jade brocade cloth of different colors to Qiu Shui Ju.

After giving Qiuzhe many things, he felt in his heart that these things were far less precious than Qiuzhe.

It was getting late, so she asked Qiuzhe to stay for dinner and then sent him back after dinner.

She stayed in her own courtyard. The main hall in the courtyard was her bedroom. Jiang Hao in the west wing was still sleeping.

Xiaoyu glanced at Jiang Hao again and told the maid to take good care of him.

She bathed, changed her clothes, and waited until late at night before falling asleep.

Cuizhi was very worried and wanted to let the little fish rest first.

But Xiaoyu refused. She insisted on waiting until the secret guards came back with news.

She really couldn't fall asleep until she figured it out.

What on earth happened to cause Jiang Hao to be injured like this?

Xiaoyu suspected that someone had leaked the news and told Ningyang Hou what happened that day.

But all those present that day were her confidants, and without her permission, no one would dare to leak the news.

The more this happened, the more Xiaoyu couldn't sleep.

Just then, Chun Ke finally hurried over, his hands full of news from the secret guards.

"Your Highness, I have found out!"

Chun Ke ran over and said quickly.

Xiaoyu quickly asked him to sit down and signaled him to take his time and speak.

Cuizhi also hurriedly served tea to Chunke, and was also curious about what was going on.

"Young Master Jiang's injuries were inflicted by Lord Ningyang Hou."

After hearing this, Cuizhi looked at Xiaoyu in surprise.

Xiaoyu had already guessed it and just gestured to Chunke to continue.

"The eldest son of Ningyang Marquis's mansion, Jiang Xun, also known as Minister Jiang, works in the Ministry of Personnel."

"During the investigation, according to the spies in the palace, the Grand Tutor followed Minister Jiang after the morning court session and punched him."

"This matter is very confidential. It took our subordinates a long time to find out."

Xiaoyu was slightly surprised.

Dong Xu, punched Jiang Xun?