The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

There was chaos in the Tanxin Palace.

Before they even walked in, they heard Concubine Xuan sobbing as if she was almost crying to the point of fainting.

Doctor Du paused, gritted his teeth, and suddenly sped up his run again. Jiang Tinghuai followed closely behind him, followed by a string of stumbling little bean buns.

As soon as Doctor Du entered the hall, he was greeted by the palace maid guarding the door and taken to the inner room, and several people followed him in.

The situation was very urgent and no one cared too much about etiquette. Jiang Tinghuai waved his hand to stop the palace maid who wanted to salute, and walked up to Concubine Xuan in a few steps.

Concubine Xuan was crying so hard that she was out of breath. It seemed that she was no longer in a state to talk to him, so he had no choice but to ask the palace maid who was supporting her, "What's going on?"

Yuzhu hesitated for a moment, and when she spoke, her voice was filled with tears: "Your servant, your servant is not very clear, but today, His Highness went out for a stroll, and not long after, Hanying, who was following His Highness, came back in a hurry, and she said, wuwuwu, she said..."

"It is said that... His Royal Highness the Third Prince accidentally stepped on empty air and fell from a great height. His head hit the stone steps and he fainted on the spot..."

"Wow, there's a lot of blood on the Third Prince's head. Half of his collar is stained red with blood..."

Yuzhu's voice became softer and softer, and in the end she was sobbing and couldn't make any sound.

Jiang Tinghuai felt heavy in his heart after hearing this.

His third brother has been weak and sickly since childhood, so he is always extra careful when he comes into contact with him. But his third brother is also very strong-willed and doesn't want too many attendants following him. Every time he goes out, Concubine Xuan would worry for a long time.

Now that this has happened, he still has an inappropriate sense of fate in his heart, as if it were just as he expected.

Jiang Tinghuai squatted in front of Concubine Xuan and opened his lips slightly: "Empress Xuan, you first--" got up from the ground.

[Eh? Didn't Third Brother fall accidentally?!] A familiar voice suddenly sounded, cutting his words in half.

Jiang Tinghuai's movement of reaching out to help Concubine Xuan up suddenly froze in place.

Didn't you fall accidentally?

What does it mean? !

His pupils trembled, and the noise around him receded like a tide, leaving only the little guy's childish voice in the whole world.

The next moment, the little guy's inner voice gave him the answer.

[Huh? Was he pushed down?! ]

She seemed to take a breath of cold air: [How dare she? ! ]

Jiang Tinghuai swallowed his saliva and felt his heartbeat was about to jump out of his throat. He also felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart, and his whole heart sank to the bottom.

The two feelings kept alternating, almost tearing him in half.

If the third brother was pushed down by someone, then his situation...

It will certainly be much more serious than accidentally falling.

However, after the little girl said that, her heart became completely quiet. I don't know if she went to see the information sent to her by that "Brother Tong".

Jiang Tinghuai was extremely anxious and wanted to turn around and shake the little girl's shoulders, asking her to tell him about Zhuo Lan's situation first.

but--

No.

His remaining sanity pulled him like a zombie and he called for someone to help Concubine Xuan up and placed her on a soft chair beside him, mumbling words of comfort that he himself did not even understand what they were.

All his attention was focused on the small figure behind him.

Keep praying in your heart.

Hurry up, faster.

Tell him quickly what Zhuo Lan's situation is.

Also, he wanted to find out the murderer's name as soon as possible so as not to give him time to escape from the palace!

[Hiss——They weren’t done with just pushing him down. They were afraid that my third brother would tell the truth after waking up, so they brought stones to patch up the scar on my third brother’s forehead!]

[You are so cruel, you want to kill my third brother directly! ! ]

Jiang Yingcheng looked at the injury report sent to her by 007 and covered her head as if she felt the pain herself.

Just at this moment, several people saw Doctor Du, who had just taken Concubine Xuan's pulse, coming out from the corner of their eyes. He shook his head at Concubine Xuan with a serious and nervous expression. Then, a sharp cry sounded from behind them.

Concubine Xuan had already cried so much that she was convulsing several times, and the palace maids had to persuade her to come out on the grounds that "they might delay the imperial physician's treatment." Now, seeing this scene, she collapsed into a puddle of mud and slid straight off the chair.

"Doctor Du, Doctor Du... please take a closer look, please take another look!"

"Zhuo Lan will be fine... He must not be in any trouble!!"

Doctor Du's complexion was not much better than Concubine Xuan's.

The person lying in the room is the prince of the current dynasty. Even if he is the one who cannot inherit the throne, if he cannot be cured, he will not have a good ending.

But the wound was too big and too deep, and it was in such a critical position on the forehead...

Ugh.

Jiang Tinghuai and his companions were so frightened by this sudden change that their hearts stopped beating for a moment.

Cold sweat instantly flowed down his forehead.

Blazing Blue This is...

Not working anymore?

The scene before their eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of black and white mist, making it difficult for them to see clearly.

In a trance, that childish voice sounded again -

[…However, fortunately, we haven’t had time to exchange the merit points we earned last time for the blueprints yet, so we can use them to save our third brother! ] She turned her head and looked in the direction of the bed, [Don’t be afraid, third brother, Chengcheng is here! ! ]

"!!!"

The consciousness of several people was immediately brought back to their senses by this inner voice, and even their vision became clear again.

Although the room was in chaos, there were still several people gathered around the bed. Jiang Tinghuai lowered his head and looked at the little adult Jiang Xingran, then followed the little guy's footsteps tacitly.

Jiang Qiuyu and Lin Jinshu also followed silently.

Such ability is a double-edged sword. Before they are sure that the other party can be trusted, they cannot let the little guy's abnormality be exposed to anyone!

Several people stood behind Jiang Yingcheng like door gods, isolating her from possible risks.

Jiang Yingcheng looked back at the few people and thought they were also here to see his third brother, so he didn't take them seriously.

[Brother Tong, Brother Tong,] the little voice was rarely tinged with anxiety, [Hurry, hurry, wait until Aunt Xuanfei comes over, or we won’t have a chance to do it!]

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely large...

White medicine ball.

Jiang Yingcheng: "..."

Jiang Yingcheng was about to cry: [What is this? What is this?! ]

His third brother has fainted!

How do you feed such a big medicine ball?

She thought it would be a very small one...

However, the message of her father's arrival was heard from outside the door. Jiang Yingcheng looked back cautiously, but saw that everyone was looking outside the door. She gritted her teeth and pried open her third brother's mouth.

The unconscious person's body was very heavy, and she tried several times to pry open her third brother's lips.

Jiang Yingcheng quickly stuffed the medicine ball in, praying silently in his heart: [It better be melt-in-the-mouth, woooooo——]

When she finished her prayers, Emperor Mingze just walked in.

The palace maids and eunuchs in the room knelt on the ground. The noisy sound suddenly stopped, and Jiang Yingcheng's inner voice was particularly clear.

[Wow, why isn’t it melting yet? Why isn’t it melting yet?! ]